in the name of evil

Chapter 13 Burning Paintings
This weird scene reminded Jiang Li of the scenes in the tomb robber notes he had read.

The protagonist group and his party are trapped in a cave. There are many monsters in the rock, and they are gradually approaching them. Compared with the sudden appearance of ghosts, this kind of horror that is slowly approaching but helpless is undoubtedly more exciting.

Jiang Li took two steps back, staring at the oil painting warily.

"Think about what Poker Bottle would do."

From the impression Pokerfase seems to be fighting with these monsters?

"That's okay, I'm a policeman, and we must enforce the law in a civilized manner."

Jiang Li just stood quietly in front of the oil painting, paying attention to every move of the woman in the painting.

Although Jiang Li was flustered, he actually thought about how to convince the woman that there are no ghosts in this world when she comes out.

However, 10 minutes passed without incident.

A little embarrassing.

Jiang Li relaxed a little, thinking about the reason.

"If this woman is the woman in the dream mentioned in the diary, I seem to have realized it."

Jiang Li rubbed his chin, feeling as if he had discovered Huadian.

"In their dreams, the women were motionless, either standing at the door or sitting by the bed, but kept approaching them.

If every time I see her, it is equivalent to a dream, then although she is approaching me, she will not move when I observe her. "

Schrödinger's oil painting?

Jiang Li chuckled lightly.

"Then I understand, as long as I stare at you, there is nothing you can do."

Thinking of this, he simply sat on the floor and stared straight at the woman in the oil painting.

It's two o'clock in the morning, as long as you sit until dawn, the trial mission should be complete
No, the requirement of the mission is to find the secret in the villa and destroy him.

The secret of the villa is naturally the oil painting of Schrödinger in front of him, but how to eliminate this woman?

Use fire!

Jiang Li suddenly remembered what the painter told the diary writer, that setting it on fire seemed to be the end of it all.

But in the wilderness, where to find fire?
Jiang Li lit a cigarette and sighed.

What should I do, I seem to have forgotten my lighter at home, the woman will move out every time she leaves the oil painting, and I don't know how many times she will leave the oil painting.

Not to mention whether you can find something to start the fire around the villa, maybe when you find the fire and come back, you will just meet her face to face.

He took a puff of cigarette with a sad face.

"Ok?"

Jiang Li was stunned: "I threw the lighter at home, how did the cigarette light up?"

The next moment, he took out another lighter from his bag, which was the tool he had just used to light cigarettes.

"Fuck! Qin Shihuang! Dad!"

He remembered that this lighter belonged to Qin Zheng, who was smoking cigarettes with Qin Zheng in the park, and conveniently stuffed the other party's lighter into his bag.

Jiang Li held a lighter in his hand, and stood up, looking at the oil painting with a lewd smile.

"Little lady, the high officials are here to love you well."

This tone and wording were learned from a mensao ghost wearing glasses in a mental hospital, and Jiang Li became more and more diligent in the process of chasing the female ghost. The dawn of victory made Jiang Li recall those turbulent years. blurted out.

As long as this painting is burned, poverty can be lifted out of poverty and a well-off society can be achieved through the House of Cleaners.

The richest man in Jiangcheng started by burning paintings!
And just when Jiang Li lit the lighter and approached the oil painting, a sudden change occurred.

Perhaps feeling threatened, the woman in the oil painting moved her limbs at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually approaching the surface of the oil painting.

Jiang Li's complexion changed, and he secretly called Gan Linniang, quickened his movements, and rushed directly to the side of the oil painting, trying to ignite it.

However, the weak flame of the lighter burned for a few seconds, and the oil painting was not lit, but the edges of the oil painting were slightly blackened.

All the fear stems from the lack of firepower, and Jiang Li is in a situation of insufficient firepower at this moment.

On one side is a crumbling flame, and on the other side is a woman walking stiffly that almost touches the surface of the oil painting.

Jiang Li was a little nervous. He wasn't sure if the female ghost who could possess him could handle it by himself. The worst plan was that he couldn't run away, and he had no chance with the cleaner's house, and no chance of getting rich overnight.

"Let's do something!"

Jiang Li roared at the lighter.

Just when the woman was about to stretch her hand out of the oil painting, finally.

The lighter went out.

Jiang Li was taken aback, picked up the lighter and shook it twice.

Da da.

It won't light, and the lighter is out of gas.

"Fuck! Qin Shihuang! Rebel!"

And the figure of the woman in the oil painting is also re-fixed.

She leans forward, hands outstretched, as if eager to leave the painting.

The lighter is out of gas, and the woman is in her current state. If she leaves once, she will definitely come out of the painting.

The way to burn paintings is not going to work.

Jiang Li frowned, he would feel a little bit hard to get off.

Although the woman failed to come out after all, her current state was more like a time bomb, which might explode at any time.

But Jiang Li also got a piece of information that was not in the diary.

—Women lift Schrödinger's coffin when paintings are threatened.

"It's troublesome." Jiang Li sat back in the seat just now, looking at the oil painting and worrying.

The only way he can think of now is to wait for dawn, pull the oil painting out to bask in the sun, and see if it will be like in the novel, when the ghost shines on the sun, it will be wiped out.

After thinking about it, Jiang Li approached the oil painting and tried to take it off the wall.

Wait until the sun is out before picking the painting, maybe the woman feels threatened in the process of taking it to the window and will lift the coffin of Mr. Schrödinger again.

Holding the bottom of the oil painting and gently lifting it, the oil painting was taken off.

Jiang Li put the painting not far from the east window to prevent the woman from cheating on the corpse during the slow rising of the sun.

Wait until the sun is fully up before kicking, making the woman unable to react.

After finishing all this, Jiang Li prepared to wait quietly for the dawn.

The long night was long, and Jiang Li felt a little lonely.

So he took out his diary again and began to deliberate over and over again, trying to find new clues from it.

In fact, there are still many unreasonable things in the diary. I was attracted by the weirdest part before and didn't delve into it.

Now Jiang Licai put these questions in front of him again, among which the most confusing thing for Jiang Li was the painter's attitude.

In the beginning, the painter asked the diary writer to burn down the house.

But then only let him move.

He also said he had a good daughter.

"After the painter made the man burn down the house, the man dreamed about the girl twice.

The first time the girl took away the woman sitting next to the man's bed, and the second time the girl asked the man to move.

And the painter also changed his mouth after a man dreamed of a girl for the first time.

Although it was not written in the diary, the man should have told the artist about these two dreams.

The painter learned something from it, so he made a judgment that there is no need to burn the house.

In other words, when a man dreams of a girl, the woman's danger level is reduced. "

Jiang Li closed the diary and murmured:
"Isn't the girl missing, why does it appear in a man's dream with a woman?
You have a good daughter, which means that the girl has done something good for the man.

Is it just to pull the woman away?

What role did the girl play in this story, and what did she do? "

boom--

What is the sound of something breaking again!

Jiang Li suddenly looked in the direction of the sound, this time on the second floor.

He hesitated for a while, dragged the oil painting on the ground, and took them up to the second floor.

(End of this chapter)