When Jiu'er woke up again.
The portrait has been painted unconsciously.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Amis. Come... see what I have drawn for you."
Amos's warm and confident voice suddenly sounded beside Jiu'er.
Startled, the tramp raised his head and looked around.
But he found that Amos had appeared behind him at some point... and was putting the painting back to its original position.
The other parts of the painting have been covered by him with a red cloth. Only this small piece is exposed, let Jiu'er see it for himself.
Jiu'er took a closer look and found that Amos hadn't drawn the prop rack into it.
I saw a homeless man with disheveled hair and shabby clothes, one hand was propped forward, and the other hand was curled up under his ribs timidly. His brows and eyes were mixed with confusion and fierceness, his shriveled ribs and sunken abdomen could tell his hunger and malnutrition.
He just stood there with his body bent... It reminds people of a hungry wolf standing upright.
His eyeballs are like green!
Jiu'er looked at him holding the painting, as if he was about to walk out of the painting in the next moment... Although the painting was theoretically about herself, she still couldn't help feeling a chill.
She even seemed to see the eyeballs of the homeless man in the painting move slightly!
That feeling is like walking alone in a dark alley, suddenly using the shadow cast by a street lamp, and noticing that a strange man is following behind you step by step.
It's not that I'm afraid of ghosts.
— but afraid of people.
For no reason, Jiu'er suddenly felt a surge of fear——
Almost screamed out.
But she still used her last rationality to force it back.
Jiu'er just smiled awkwardly: "I don't know why, I'm always a little... a little scared..."
"That's right, Mr. Amis."
Amos smiled confidently: "I want this kind of feeling. Your painting will be placed with other people's paintings... This is a set of paintings, I use it to represent homeless people like you People’s hunger and helplessness. Presumably this will also call on people to pay more attention to the rights of the homeless... It will definitely be more helpful to your future life.”
—Where the hell is hunger and helplessness
This is clearly terrifying, evil and untrustworthy!
The wine almost spit out.
But she thought about it carefully, anyway, she is not Amis, so there is no need to compare this truth with Amos...
"... yes, you are right."
Jiu'er lowered his head in humiliation, and made a voice of dividing slaves: "This is indeed a very outstanding masterpiece..."
Even though the mouth kept spitting, what was typed on the keyboard was still "Sorry, mine, mine".
This is probably humble.
Amos was clearly very pleased with this answer.
He asked like Jiu'er: "Would you like to try it... and look at this group of paintings at the same time? The paintings you saw before are still missing a part, which cannot fully express the emotions I want to express in this set of paintings. And your painting is the last of these eighteen paintings."
"... can't stop."
It hurts the body.
Jiu'er immediately refused.
Her instincts were just frantically alarming.
Jiu'er's keen intuition told her that if she really saw the complete group painting "A Feast for the Hungry", she might die here directly, or go crazy...
She suddenly remembered one thing.
She asked respectfully: "Master... Excuse me, what time is it?"
"Well… "
Amos looked up at the clock in the room, and pointed with his chin: "Five ten in the afternoon. Are you hungry
"Shall I go get you something to eat?"
He said this to the three homeless men in white clothes next to him.
Afterwards, Amos smiled and replied to Jiu'er: "Why don't you take a shower first? The bathroom is over there—there are clean clothes in it."
After finishing speaking, he left without waiting for Jiu'er to reply.
"Hey..."
Jiu'er smacked his lips in disgust.
Do you really want her to take a bath
Wash the body of this filthy bum
Even the bullet screens have expressed that they don't want to watch:
"—Farewell, farewell."
"—Remember to post a notification when you finish smoking!"
"—It's a pity, if the video here can be posted outside, I want to record a 'female anchor Jiuniang Yuanzi taking a bath video' and post it on the Internet. When they open it, they will find that it is an old homeless man rubbing Dead skin's 360-degree viewing angle and moving 4K ultra-clear video... ”
"—I called the police from above!"
"Who the hell are you, that pervert on the top, stand up! Don't just post barrage and keep silent! If you have the ability, go to the forum and post a post!"
Don't wait for Jiu'er to tangle in place.
The three homeless men in white robes saw Amos leaving, and quickly ran to Jiu'er.
"Uncle Amis! Why are you here!"
It was the youngest of the three who spoke.
Of course... he is said to be the youngest, but he is already about 20 or 30 years old.
"—Absolutely, can I still run into acquaintances here?"
"—It's normal, these are all homeless people from Frozen Water Harbor. This place is not big in the first place, and it's normal to know each other..."
Jiu'er was silent for a while, and didn't answer—of course she couldn't answer, because she didn't know the name of this person at all. At this time, the oldest man grabbed the shoulder of the homeless man "Amis" nervously, and asked in a low voice: "Do you feel something wrong
"Did you just... Did you feel that your body could not move at all?"
"... you have too?"
Jiu'er was shocked.
She thought she had entered CG just now.
Didn't expect other people to feel this way
"... I feel something is wrong."
With a straight face, the old man advised in a low voice: "Don't eat what's for tonight... don't eat too much. Remember to stay awake and don't fall asleep."
He was going to say "don't eat".
But he hesitated, and changed it to "don't eat too much".
Because he also clearly understands the predicament of Amis...
It had been a long time since they had had a full meal.
If someone tells them directly, give them three days to eat and drink, and then let them die. Maybe some homeless man will agree after hesitating for a long time...
They are all "useless people" after all.
It was the youngest homeless man, who didn't care about it at all: "Why are you cowardly? I've been here for three days, and the food and drink are still good. I'm leaving soon... Look at me Is something wrong
"I'm quite old, but I'm quite timid... Let me ask you, if Master Amos really wants to harm us, do you think we can escape? Or can the police believe us after we go out
"Do you think it's our lives that are cheap, or the master's?"
The young man spoke very harshly.
But because what he said is really true, it is difficult to refute...
After a brief sinking, the last person spoke, "What Abor said is, we'd better be more cautious."
This is a homeless man who looks to be in his forties or fifties, with a haggard face. His accent is a bit weird, and he sounds like a stranger.
He is the one with the most normal-looking face among the four people including Amis. In his white pajamas, he looked less like a bum than a tired clerical worker.
The young man shook his head indifferently.
"It's only three days in total, you can do whatever you want... Forget it, I'll go to the bathroom. Uncle Amis, don't take them too seriously..."
He said, and left the room first.
Going to the bathroom is fake, but not wanting to chat with these three people is real.
Jiu'er was also a little surprised.
The behavior of this young man doesn't look like a tramp...
In other words, strictly speaking, the four people present were not quite like homeless people.
Jiu'er was silent for a while, then asked tentatively in a low voice:
"At this point, we can only work together...
"Tell me, what are your identities? Don't lie to me... Everyone should have seen it."
After Jiu'er said this, there was a sudden silence.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and said slowly: "You are talking about...then let me start.
"—I am a... murderer."
Hearing this, the old man suddenly froze.
He looked up at the middle-aged man, and then at Jiu'er.
After a long silence, he also said, "I... used to be a murderer too."