Soul Painter

July 22.

　　 The heavy rain still keeps going.

　　 In the past ten years, torrential rains for more than ten consecutive days have rarely occurred.

　　 See the ghost weather! The citizens would look at the heavy rain outside the window and curse.

　　 This morning, when the city government staff opened the door of the city government at 8:30 on time, they were taken aback by the scene in front of them:

　　 He saw many Bstn people standing in the heavy rain holding umbrellas, standing silently at the gate of the city government. There were so many dozens or hundreds of people.

In the pouring rain, these silent people with black umbrellas in their hands gave the staff a feeling of a "mafia rally", but there is no very influential gang organization among the Irish in Bstn, so...what is this? What's going on?

　　 "You...what's going on?" The staff asked suspiciously, holding on to the door.

　　 The citizen closest to the entrance of the city hall was a lady. When she was asked this question, she also showed a confused expression. It seemed that the question was inexplicable. She said, "Come on to be a model for Mr. Painter."

　　 The staff asked a few more people, and the answers were the same. They all came to model the painter to complete the painting together.

　　 oh~ oh oh. The staff suddenly felt that the creation of "Bostonian" was already a major event for Bstn. Many people were worried about whether the painter could continue their work in the heavy rain. However, the current level of support from these citizens...makes people wonder.

In the first two days, there were obviously less than 200 people a day, and even as the heavy rain continued, the number of people decreased. The mayor was also worried about whether the painting could be completed on schedule. As a result, it was only early in the morning. The number of people who came to wait exceeded... …Well, got a hundred people, right?

The staff looked at the people standing in line in front of the city hall in silence. They were very orderly, and new citizens continued to gather in the line. If there is a camera at this moment, take the city hall as the center and zoom out to a high place. , You will see that from the whole city of Bstn, there are constantly citizens holding umbrellas, walking out of the house, taking their own means of transportation to the city hall, and then lining up in the queue.

It is like a small stream merging into the sea. Even the torrential rain cannot stop this inexplicable gathering, so that at nine o'clock, when the painter officially started working, the number of people in line outside the city government has exceeded 300. People, and is still in the process of increasing.

Anna was at the window, facing the raindrops bouncing on the glass, looking at the long snake-shaped crowd outside the window. The shock in her heart was beyond words. She suddenly turned her head and looked at Gao Fan, who had already unfolded her easel. , I am sorting out my own drawing paper, which consumes a lot of drawing paper, so I prepare a whole pile every day, and today’s consumption may be especially great.

　　 Noting Anna's gaze, Gao Fan looked at the crowd outside again. He pursed his lips. It was a slightly apologetic expression, as if to say, I didn't know it would become like this.

　　 But... why did it become like this?

Although Anna went through the process of painting "Bostonman" with magical paint in his hand last night, Anna also saw that Gao Fan seemed to be casting spells and chanting, as if to instill some words and words into the painting. But she just thinks that it is a meaningless act of complaining that Gao Fan was born when he saw that his creation was delayed by the weather.

　　 But at this moment, that behavior actually has an effect? These citizens were summoned by Gao Fan through his paintbrush...well, the summons came?

Today, hundreds or even more citizens of Bstn came to the city hall under heavy rain. You must know that today is a working day. Under the dual influence of weather and work, her estimate of the amount of work completed today should be At around 00, it is a record low.

　　 The number of people in line in front of you has far exceeded 00, which is four times higher!

　　 What magic did Gao Fan use on Bstn? !

　　 Looking towards Gao Fan, a deep trembling arose in Anna's heart. This is the awe and timidity that a mortal person instinctively shows when facing incomprehensible things.

　　 However, when Gao Fan asked her to go to work soon, she still cleared up her mood and started working.

　　 "This is the most profound meaning of the Demon School." Gao Fan whispered to Anna.

　　 "...This is not a skill, but a magical enlightenment." Anna replied.

　　 "That's it." Gao Fan said, "What we are creating is a miracle."

　　At this time, the first citizen holding an umbrella had already arrived in front of the two of them. When the lady sat down, her expression was very formal. Anna even read the pious taste from her micro expression.

　　……

Bstn, with heavy rain as the background, is filled with a strange landscape of'reflecting the sky'. The leaves and flowers of clover and rhododendron are scattered in the rain, making this foreign coastal city and Shanghai present the same cold drifting away. Bai Liusu likes such a rainy day. She brewed a pot of red robe in the hotel at noon, so that the heat in the tea cup and the chill from the rain outside the window complement each other, making her very pleasant.

This is a rare vacation for STK's B-level investigator Bai Liusu. Her base is in Shanghai. However, after solving a pollution incident some time ago, the mystery in Shanghai has become unstable, and Bai Liusu does not want to go to the island for recuperation. , I chose Bstn as a holiday destination~www.readwn.com~ The operator expressed cautious not optimistic about her choice, because another trainee investigator was also in Bstn.

"We just don’t have to touch it, don’t worry, I won’t leave the house~" The white tassel, who was already a house, languidly assured the operator that she is really house, and her house does not require material guarantees. Yes, as long as a pot of tea, she can spend an entire afternoon.

Now, Bai Liusu, who was making tea, noticed the crowds of umbrellas outside the window. These Bstn citizens were walking neatly with the same expression. In Bai Liusu’s eyes, the mystery gathered in them seemed to be Signs of a pollution incident.

　　 "I'm here on vacation." Bai Liusu said to herself, but she still took some photos with her mobile phone and submitted them to the operator from STK's internal network.

　　 ‘Suspected Class D pollution incident’, she marked.

　　 Class D refers to events that can pollute large-scale populations but do not cause any serious impact, or events that do not cause large-scale pollution but are enough to cause death.

STK judges pollution incidents with two indicators. One is the scale and the other is the fatality rate. When both of them reach a certain value, it is grade. The grade is already very serious. As for grades B and A, it is even more terrible, which often means Face the incarnation and even the ontology of great existence.

　　 Of course, any pollution incident is a test for investigators, and it is not an exception for A-level investigators to be contaminated or even sacrificed in a D-level incident.

　　 In short, after Bai Liu Soda had done his duty, he lazily rolled over, no longer faced the signs of the suspected pollution incident outside the window, and continued to drink her red robe.