Opening her eyes, Chu Xueying found that she was awake, her pillow soaked with sweat, and the quilt had been kicked to the east side of the bed.
She sighed heavily and murmured: "Cui Benshan? Why did he break into his dream? What does that dream mean?"
The room was silent, and no one could answer Chu Xueying.
The window made a rustling sound and swayed slowly. Chu Xueying raised her head and saw the dark clouds in the sky, and there was the faint sound of dogs whining in her ears.
got windy.
Through the rearview mirror, Xu Dingjia saw the vehicle following him and asked anxiously: "So, what should they do? Get rid of him?"
Jiang Cheng sneered, "I didn't expect him to come to the door by himself!"
Li Feng was a little confused: "Lu Fuyuan has always been hiding his head and tail. Why did he follow him so blatantly that time?"
Xu Dingjia looked at the rearview mirror again to confirm that the vehicle was actually following very far away. If Jiang Cheng hadn't been careful, he wouldn't have noticed its presence. Although the wrong side was careful enough, compared to Lu Fuyuan's... or Fu-leg's acting style, it was indeed too blatant.
"Does he have other motives? Or should he pay them by mistake?" Xu Dingjia had never interacted with the legendary "apostle" before, and was completely unprepared.
Li Feng drove the car to the front, suddenly turned around and drove towards the following vehicle.
"What am I doing!" Xu Dingjia shouted in panic, "They can mess with the wrong party! Can that be done..."
"What does he mean? Even if he is a god, let him pay for his crimes!" Li Feng was resolute. It was obvious that he did not take the legend of the ancient gods told by Xu Dingjia to heart.
"It's over, it's over, Nadong is dead!" Xu Dingjia could hardly imagine what would happen if he took Donglai over, so he was forced to make preparations for a fight.
But just when the vehicle was accelerating, Xu Dingjia suddenly discovered that the car on the wrong side suddenly turned into the side road.
"What's going on? Isn't he following them?" Xu Dingjia was stunned and didn't react.
It's not that Jiang Cheng was thinking clearly at this time, he said: "It's such a coincidence that he turned around when they turned around. Did he want to escape?"
Jiang Cheng didn't need to say anything, Li Feng had already sped up to give chase, and it took him almost less than a minute to reach the intersection, drifting directly into the path. But as soon as they entered the small road, they discovered that there were several forks in the road ahead, and the vehicle following them had already disappeared.
Li Feng was unwilling to give up and immediately contacted his acquaintances in the traffic police to track down the tracking vehicle. He continued to move forward, hoping to encounter the vehicle by chance. The traffic police quickly gave feedback, which surprised Li Feng.
"What did I say?" Li Feng asked for the second time, "Are you sure?"
Shiwang hung up, and at the same time, Li Feng also stopped the car.
"What's going on?" Jiang Cheng asked in confusion, "Why didn't you pursue me?"
Li Feng calmed down and replied slowly: "They said that the car was not found at all, and all the roadside detectors did not see the car."
"How can that be!" Jiang Cheng exclaimed in disbelief: "They obviously saw it with their own eyes, and he remembers the license plate number very well. Did I tell them the license plate number? Don't they have a file record at the traffic police?"
"Of course he asked!" Li Feng was in a bad mood at this time, and his voice was a little louder, "But he said everything, including the vehicle model, license plate number, etc., but they said there was no such car at all. record. It’s like... that car doesn’t even exist!”
"Then... is there some supernatural phenomenon?" Jiang Cheng looked at Xu Dingjia with doubts in his eyes.
Xu Dingjia was calm at this time. He recalled carefully and replied slowly: "No, if there is a so-called supernatural phenomenon, he cannot feel it! Does that car really exist?"
Li Feng also nodded: "If there are supernatural phenomena in the red sky, then it is really the end of the world! He is also more inclined to believe that the car really exists."
"Then why can't it be found?" Jiang Cheng asked blankly.
"It's very likely that the license plate is fake and the car has even been modified. It doesn't exist in the traffic police records." Li Feng analyzed calmly, "And it's not surprising that the surveillance probe didn't find it. Maybe the wrong party is familiar with the location of the probe. Those routes were intentionally avoided.”
"What he didn't expect is that the traffic police are very efficient." Xu Dingjia said with emotion.
Li Feng replied casually: "It's indeed faster than he expected. It's not like there's anything strange going on."
Counter-tracking there failed, and it turned out that the three of them returned to the original road and drove towards their original destination.
At noon, everyone met again in the bungalow.
As soon as Xu Dingjia got off the bus, he complained that he was hungry and rushed into the kitchen. Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes when he saw it. He was not a Taoist, he was clearly reincarnated as a starving ghost!
The food was very good, and Tong Xingtao had prepared enough meals to satisfy Xu Dingjia's starving self.
Well, there was nothing substantial about that departure, except for the terrible legend of the ancient god. As if they had made an appointment, none of the three people revealed the intention of the ancient god's rumor. Because there was no substantial progress in the case, everyone was once again at a deadlock.
What they didn't expect was that Chu Xueying would be the one to break the deadlock.
At midnight, Chu Xueying suddenly took out an unfinished oil painting and placed it in front of everyone. The canvas looks like a lawn, and the tall building next to it is hidden in the darkness, but there seems to be something weird sticking out of the window, and the eyes project a blue psychedelic light. There is an empty red space in the right corner of the canvas, and there seems to be some kind of weird draft drawn in pencil. It has been revised many times, and the author seems to be unable to determine what he wants to draw. The brushwork throughout the painting is rough and chaotic, and the tones are gloomy and gray, completely unlike the painting style of a mature woman.
Xu Dingjia took one look at the painting and felt his heart tremble, and asked, "What is that?"
Jiang Chengcuo was impressed by the painting and said slowly: "What about the unfinished oil painting in the studio? Does that painting have any clues about it?"
"He remembered!" Chu Xueying said slowly.
"Remember what?" Jiang Cheng's heartbeat quickened.
Chu Xueying pointed to the building painted on it and said, "He was impressed by the cross on the roof. That painting was not the Notre Dame Orphanage!"
"So?" Jiang Cheng was not confused.
Chu Xueying said lightly: "Do you remember that note from his aunt?"
Jiang Cheng asked thoughtfully: "Could it be that the place we often mention... does it mean there?"
"Absolutely not!" Chu Xueying answered affirmatively.
Tong Xingtao also came out at this time and said: "My wife also mentioned when she was alive that she liked to listen to the young lady telling her stories about the past. Now that I think about it, did the young lady spend all her time in the Notre Dame Orphanage?"
Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a sick and cold feeling when he heard Tong Xingtao shut up. He looked at Xu Dingjia, who looked as usual, but didn't look like he had discovered something.
Tong Xingtao continued: "And that painting was painted when my wife was most... sensitive. Maybe she wanted to leave us some clues?"