The sky gradually returned to light from darkness, but it was approaching dusk.
Xiao Qinxian looked at the wedding dress she just drew and frowned: "I was dizzy just now, how could I design such an old-fashioned and conservative wedding dress, I don't like this style the most."
Zhao Yanbao looked at the picture seriously: "This is exactly the style Chi Lei likes."
"Really, then..."
"I thank you for Chi Lei."
"No need." Xiao Qinxian was a little embarrassed and a little suspicious. This wedding dress really didn't look like his own style, and he couldn't believe that he designed it just now.
Could it be that the dead really have spirits in the sky? Taking advantage of the darkness of thunder and lightning just now, you drew a wedding dress for yourself with the help of a makeup designer
Thinking of this, Xiao Qinxian shuddered.
At this time, 11 members gathered in the corridor. Qin Ci said: "The two kilograms of beasts collected have been locked in a special refrigerator, please rest assured for safety."
Qin Ci looked at the dusk sky outside: "Today's dinner will continue to be eaten in the hospital cafeteria, or should I choose another place?"
Everyone didn't want to stay in the hospital, and as night fell, they didn't have much appetite to eat.
Lion suggested, "How about the hairpins going to the cafeteria last night?"
This suggestion was approved by everyone, so the group left the hospital and walked towards the restaurant along a familiar street.
Su Benxin wrapped his big bohemian shawl tightly, and just walked with Mu Yiran and Ke Xun, sighing without feeling: "Oh, if you put aside other factors, you can enjoy such a beautiful spring in the painting. It's like a gift from the painter to us."
Ke Xun raised his head and looked at the branches of the mountain peach blossoms he saw in the corner: "In the previous paintings, there were few such distinct seasons, and most of the time people would ignore the existence of the seasons - this painting is arranged in this way, it can be seen that there are intentional."
"In this season of spring, there will always be things like romance," Su Benxin smiled lightly, "perhaps this is more in line with the setting of Xincheng, a romantic city."
"In view of the situation of these two beasts today, I always feel that it would be a little too weak to simply give them the meaning of love." After Ke Xun said this, he felt that it was very different from what he said.
Ke Xun walked beside the rose stone fence, the warm beige sweater gave a different color to the whole person, even if the police uniform was placed on his arm, it would not violate the harmony.
Su Benxin raised his head and looked up at the green branches that belonged to spring: "Love is supposed to be heavy, and it is destined to be impossible to be too simple. No matter how simple a person's background is, as long as they have thoughts, love will have layers— On the contrary, it is those beasts, they are the real simplicity, so they are so stubborn."
Hearing these words, Ke Xun didn't fully agree: "Those beasts are all products of negative emotions, they can never be pure."
Su Benxin turned to look at Ke Xun, seemed to think about it seriously, and nodded slowly.
Qin Ci, who was walking in front, was telling the crowd, "All those who appear in the story of the beast after their death, funerals and other funerals must be arranged by the police station. It is said that the specifications are also uniform."
"How do most people arrange for beasts?" Yu Ji asked.
"It is said that most people will choose to donate to the city. This kind of donation is not free, but will get a very generous reward."
"It's ironic, obviously it's a sale, but it has to be a donation!" Xiao Qinxian gradually returned to normal, and his words became more and more.
"In terms of the value of the beast itself, no matter how much reward the Xincheng government gives back, it is probably not comparable to the beast." Qin Ci said, "Of course, this is only one-sided reasoning. What are the uses of these beasts, I'm afraid The information in my office is impossible to say."
Su Benxin took two quick steps and happened to be side by side with Luo Wei who was walking in the middle: "Why are you so silent?"
"I'm not very talkative."
"I always feel that we are a group, you must not exclude yourself."
"Thank you." Luo Wei looked at Xiao Qinxian who was chattering in front of him, "Have you seen her smoking today?"
Su Benxin looked at Luo Wei and smiled: "I think the early spring is the best at this time, it is more attractive than the late spring when the flowers are in full bloom."
"Well, when I didn't say it." Rowe burst into a wry smile.
Ke Xun and Mu Yiran gradually fell behind.
"You've been observing Doctor Qin." Ke Xun looked at the long shadows of the two people, and the sunset behind them made the world feel more real.
"Actually, the relationship between light and shadow is the most magical. It's like the sunset at the moment. Our shadow is obviously stretched by it, but the sun is exerting force in the opposite direction." Mu Yiran showed a rare smile, which made Ke Xun in a trance. I feel that all the white fragrant flowers in this world are blooming one after another.
The broad shoulders of the two of them were close together, making Ke Xun feel at ease and appropriate: "I haven't really thought about this matter, but now that you have said this, this kind of power is different from all the powers in the world. The more westward, the more our shadows go eastward, as if our shadows are stretched in the opposite direction.”
"Xincheng also seems to have such an indescribable power," Mu Yiran squinted and looked at the nine members walking in front, "Beasts involve the deepest part of people's hearts, so we can't carry out prior analysis at all. .- If you guessed correctly, those with red marks should already understand where their hearts are."
"This," Ke Xun was about to say, people from the old group can communicate first, if people with red marks can guess the characteristics of the beast in their bodies, everyone may be able to avoid it by brainstorming, "So, what do you think Doctor Qin has? inappropriate?"
Mu Yiran smiled lightly: "It's not just Dr. Qin, you have something wrong with you now."
"Um?"
"Don't you think your title is a bit weird?" Mu Yiran hugged his arm, "You haven't called Qin Ci Doctor Qin for a long time."
Indeed, Ke Xun usually refers to Qin Ci as Brother Qin, and occasionally calls him Lao Qin, the title of Doctor Qin—except for Mu Yiran, no one has ever called him that formally.
However, Ke Xun thought it was easy to explain: "After all, only in this painting does Qin Ci really exist as a doctor. I have never seen him as a doctor in the real world before. , he didn't get a chance to take a scalpel - only in this painting did he really show his side as a surgeon."
"It seems that Qin Ci feels the same way." Mu Yiran said, "He has naturally integrated himself into this world."
Ke Xun seemed to understand: "Could it be because of the beast?"
Ke Xun remembered what Luo Wei said about the shocking red mark on Qin Ci's forehead. If it really turned into a beast in the body, what kind of existence would it be? fiercely? Forbearance? Invisible like an elephant
"It is because of Qin Ci's change that I feel the horror of this city." Mu Yiran took Ke Xun's hand, both of them had cold fingers, so they both tried to hold each other with warm hands. Fingertips, the two did it without exploring for too long, and the two palms formed a subtle inter-embedding.
If light and shadow can also form such a frank tolerance, it may be able to solve the puzzle of Kaicheng.
"I have to talk to Doctor Qin tonight... Qin Ci," Ke Xun became more and more worried about Qin Ci. "The beast is too scary, and it holds the host's life."
Sometimes, a face-to-face confrontation is not scary. Even if the strength is disparate, maybe the brave one can meet in a narrow way and win. It is not scary if I am in the open and the enemy is in the dark. The scary thing is that it is only because of being in this mountain that if you don't get out of this deep mountain, you will never know the true face of Mount Lu.
"Yes, there must be a meeting tonight," Mu Yiran looked at Luo Wei who was walking in front, his deep frown slowly unfolded, and he took two steps to catch up with him, "I have something I wanted to ask you today, But it was delayed by other things - we all saw a lot of people today, whether on the street or in the hospital, what percentage of people have red marks on their foreheads?"
Luo Wei slowed down and showed a wry smile: "Mr. Mu, you finally remembered to ask me this question."
"Have you reminded me?" Mu Yiran took out a piece of paper from his pocket, with some strange time points written on it, "During lunch in the cafeteria? Twice? Or this afternoon while waiting for surgery. Three times? Of course it could be during the morning surgery, but I haven't thought of a record yet."
Luo Wei breathed a long sigh of relief and showed a relieved expression: "I have a feeling of shouting in the lonely valley all day, and finally getting a response at dusk."
"Sorry, when I was just having lunch, I found that there would always be a short gap in my communication with you, but I couldn't say what I wanted to say, so I secretly wrote down these time points on paper."
"Thank you for your wisdom." Luo Wei couldn't help laughing, "I have already taken the initiative to tell you twice about what you said just now, but everyone is indifferent. Regarding other people in this city, there are people with red marks. About 30% of the total number of people, I think they themselves should not know."
Mu Yi nodded his head: "After all, in this city, only dead people can be detected by professional instruments."
Mu Yiran couldn't help but looked at Luo Wei for a while: "It's really cruel to let you bear this alone."
"It doesn't matter, I'm not a good person anyway." Luo Wei relieved himself.
Mu Yiran continued: "I have listed a total of 5 time points on the paper, that is to say, if there have been 5 times we could not communicate, if you propose it unilaterally, we will never hear it; unless we have an epiphany Figure it out for yourself, and that’s how you can get your answer.”
"That's what I mean, I'm like a fairy..." Luo Wei made a rare joke.
"Apart from the question just now, what do you want to say at the other three time points?" Mu Yiran asked again, somewhat unwillingly.
Luo Wei didn't know which one to start with for a while, and his eyes fell on Xiao Qinxian in front of him: "Let's talk about that woman, she smoked a lot last night, but she didn't see a single cigarette today - I think This is not common sense, and people who are heavy smokers can't bear it for so long."
Mu Yiran seemed to be lost in thought, and looked into the distance of the long street: "I think we should have a good chat about the title page next. At least we have to figure this out tonight."
"Okay," Luo Wei wanted to cry without tears, "then forget about smoking."
"Only two girls have read this book, I think Su Benxin is more reliable."
"Yes, I also think women who love smoking are unreliable." Luo Wei tried his best to bring the topic to that.
Mu Yiran suddenly looked at Luo Wei, took out a pen from the pocket of the police uniform in his hand, and wrote down on the paper: 18:39.