Although Su Qing was confused about Zheng Kai's method, she still chose to believe it. It’s just that Su Qing doesn’t understand why it must be controlled between 11 pm and 1 am: “The death time of people who commit mass suicide is basically concentrated between 1 am and 2 am. Isn’t it a little too early? ?" Zheng Kai shook his head: "It's already too late to take care of it after one o'clock in the morning." Zheng Kai was multitasking.
The address of Qiu Jing's home was found in the file of Qiu Jing's suicide. Su Qing also noticed that Zheng Kai was browsing the files about Qiu Jing's suicide, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Does Qiu Jing have anything to do with mass suicide?"
"Oh, no." Zheng Kai remembered the address in his heart. This is the truth. Qiu Jing actually has nothing to do with Blood Sacrifice Night.
The reason why Zheng Kai re-browsed Qiu Jing's files was because he wanted to find out where the paintings Qiu Jing painted back then had gone. He also wanted to know whether the relationship between Qiu Jing and Jiang Lai was what he had guessed.
After thinking for a while, Zheng Kai opened the case file of Gu Youde's murder of Jiang Lai. There is no record of Jiang Lai's cheating partner.
Although the case was a murder of love. But the police found no evidence of Jiang Lai's cheating. However, Gu Youde insisted that Jiang Lai had definitely cheated on him, so he chose to kill him.
Zheng Kai began to think deeply. Su Qing sat down next to Zheng Kai. Zheng Kai showed this kind of thinking expression, which meant that he didn't want anyone to interrupt his train of thought.
After a while, Zheng Kai opened his eyes: "Su Qing, I have a little thing to trouble you with." Su Qing nodded and signaled to Zheng Kai.
"I want you to check whether Qiu Jing and Jiang Lai had any connection in life, or did they know each other?" Qiu Jing?
Jiang Lai? Su Qing was stunned for a moment, then turned his attention to the computer screen, which showed the details of Gu Youde's murder of Jiang Lai.
The photo of Jiang Lai lying in a pool of blood is very clear. Investigate the relationship between two dead people? Qiu Jing and Jiang Lai are both dead.
Now, looking back to investigate, it seems that there is not much significance. But to be honest, this matter is really not troublesome.
Qiu Jing is not easy to investigate. But Jiang Lai was a network anchor back then. As an Internet celebrity, her actions and online information were open and transparent to the police station.
Although some information may be missing after so many years, it is not a problem.
"Okay, I'll check it out." Su Qing responded. Zheng Kai took a look at Su Qing's mental state and found that the red blood in Su Qing's eyes was very thick: "Pay attention to rest." Su Qing's appearance was very worrying, and his eyes were as red as a rabbit.
Su Qing yawned: "I was planning to sleep at the police station, but you suddenly called me and I stopped falling asleep." Hearing this, Zheng Kaixin felt a little guilty.
"Go to sleep, I'll stay with you, and I'll wake you up if anything happens." Su Qing hummed, huddled on the chair, tilted her head back slightly, and fell asleep quickly.
After a while, Zheng Kai carefully picked up Su Qing, placed her on a relatively spacious bench on the side, and covered her with her coat.
Su Qing would sleep soundly every time with Zheng Kai by his side. A night of silence. In order not to disturb Su Qing, Zheng Kai typed on the keyboard much softer.
When the darkness of the sky was dispersed by light, revealing the fish-white skyline, Zheng Kai thought of a way to deal with the painter.
Painters are powerful. Zheng Kai has been thinking, how can he fight against the painter? But I can't think of a way. The gap between him and the painter is like a kindergarten child facing an adult.
But after Zheng Kai thought about everything that happened last night, he suddenly realized that the painter also had weaknesses.
His weakness is his ancestral tablet. Once the ancestral tablets are damaged, the taboo power and hatred in the painter will also be affected.
This can be seen from the singer's ancestral tablet.
"If I could find the painter's ancestral tablet and destroy it, the painter would be seriously injured."
"The painter turned from a special object into a strange object, so his ancestral tablet is most likely a painting." The fog in Zheng Kai's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by incomparable clarity.
"And this painting is by Qiu Jing." In other words, the secrets about the painter are hidden in all the paintings Qiu Jing has created.
Then the crux of the problem is obvious. Find all the paintings Qiu Jing created back then! Not only to find a copy of the evil heart, but also to find the painting that gave birth to the artist's self-awareness.
Zheng Kai's time is very tight. He only has one day! At night, he needs to enter the world of strange things.
Frankly speaking, Zheng Kai was also one of the living people selected by the painter, but Zheng Kai was not on the list drawn by the police.
On the one hand, Zheng Kai himself has no mental problems and behaves normally. On the other hand, Zheng Kai no longer lives near the Zhiwang Technology Building, but still lives in the northwest old city.
But in fact, Zheng Kai actually had a mental problem, and it was a big problem. When he first met Wang Qiang in a small restaurant, Zheng Kai's mental state was already problematic, but this problem was suppressed after using the massage chair.
If it weren't for the massage chair, Zheng Kai might have been mentally exhausted by nightmares and wanted to commit suicide.
Of course, after using the massage chair, the difference is not very big. Zheng Kai still faces huge dangers every day and may die at any time.
Just when Zheng Kai was thinking wildly, Su Qing, who was sleeping on the sofa, started to move restlessly, as if he was drowning, showing a strong struggle.
Seeing this, Zheng Kai hurriedly came to Su Qing's side, shook Su Qing's body, raised his voice and shouted: "Su Qing! Su Qing!!" Su Qing did not wake up.
Sweat began to form on her forehead, and her face quickly turned pale, with no trace of blood visible. Soon, Su Qing's body began to twitch.
The teeth were gritted up and down, and the gums were exposed, looking a bit ferocious. Snapped! Zheng Kai's arm was suddenly held by Su Qing.
For a moment, Zheng Kai felt that his arm was about to be pinched off. Su Qing's strength was too great, and it was still an unconscious act in a dream.
Zheng Kai took a breath, his arm must have been pinched red, purple and black. Zheng Kai's eyes narrowed slightly.
"We can't delay any longer. We need to wake up Su Qing quickly!" Thinking of this, Zheng Kai looked around, picked up the ballpoint pen for writing from the side, and pointed the tip of the pen at the center of the ring finger of Su Qing's left hand.
The next second, Zheng Kai thrust hard. This finger has a blood vessel connected to the heart, and the pain when it is pricked is particularly intense.
"Huh~huh~cough cough cough." Su Qing suddenly opened her eyes and gasped for air. Her bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead, looking a little messy.
Because my breathing was too rapid, I suddenly choked my lungs and started coughing. At this moment, Su Qing's eyes were full of panic and helplessness.
Zheng Kai subconsciously stepped forward to hug Su Qing and patted Su Qing's back gently: "It's okay, it's okay." Hearing Zheng Kai's voice, Su Qing came back to her senses a little.
"Having a nightmare?"
"Yeah." Su Qing replied in a low voice. Zheng Kai's face also looked bad. He was worried that Su Qing's nightmare was related to the world of strange things.
A few seconds later, the low murmur sounded again. This time, Su Qing hugged Zheng Kai's waist: "I dreamed that you died.".
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