Soul Painter

The Paris security forces found Govind at noon the next day.

On the first day, I experienced a large outbreak of rodent infestation, and the security army also discovered the real origin of rodent infestation. The origin of those mice turned out to be other creatures. The army is equivalent to killing many compatriots with his own hands, which makes the morale of the security army extremely poor. . .

By noon the next day, the security force, composed of elite troops from various European countries, was showing signs of collapse. Fortunately, after this night, the rat plague in Paris had largely subsided. Batch of soldiers, one last patrol.

Then they found a lunatic.

Singing and dancing on the streets of Paris.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in Paris at this moment. Even the soldiers will collapse because of this terrible plague. What about those human beings who really experienced their relatives and friends turning into mice, being bitten to death by a rat monster is terrible, and they survived. Not really lucky either, some people are crazy.

The security forces wanted to capture him and send him to a mental hospital.

But something weird happened.

Everyone who tries to approach the madman immediately feels that someone is speaking to him. After the fact, the content of these words varies. Some are 'play with me', others are 'dance with me', and then these close Crazy people also began to sing and dance.

This strange phenomenon immediately attracted the attention of the commander of the Paris security forces. He wanted to notify stk, but was informed that the investigator of stk had arrived at the scene. Although the names of the investigators were confidential, according to the description of the witnesses, the commander It was quickly determined that it was 'Han Meimei'.

Han Meimei ignored the mysterious voice she would hear when approaching the lunatic. She walked to the middle of the suspicious crowd who were clumsily dancing like a group of old dancers, and said to the lunatic, "Painter, are you back?"

...

Govan is not good.

When discovered by Han Meimei.

His sanity value has obviously dropped to the point where he cannot communicate with others normally.

A pure lunatic.

What's more peculiar is that he is holding an orange-red box in his hand. There is a strange instrument panel on the box, and there are two pipes. It seems that it can input and output something. Its size and shape are all the same as those on the plane. The 'black box' is the same, so Han Meimei naturally called it 'black box'.

Gao Fan will never let go of this box.

Crazy people have something that they care about most, the black box is Gao Fan's inverse scale.

Han Meimei's attempt to take away the black box caused Gao Fan's violent reaction. At this time, what she heard in her ears was already 'Why don't you die! ’

As the incarnation of "operator", Han Meimei is resistant to mystery.

This resistance comes from differences in rank.

If the limit of ordinary human beings is 100, and the upper limit of human beings blessed by great beings is 999, then her upper limit is 999999, so she is as mysterious as a sea, and when she is attacked by a mystery, she is often like a stone falling into the sea. trace.

"Mr. Painter is very dangerous now. Don't approach him. I'm fine, but that doesn't mean you're fine..." Han Meimei told Lawrence and Anna in the apartment that the current Gaofan doesn't even know them, so it's very dangerous.

And the 'Angel of Time' Luc Villier has already left. Of course, even if this old man is here, Gao Fan probably doesn't know him with his current sanity, let alone revenge.

"Are you all right?" Both Lawrence and Anna looked at Han Meimei in surprise.

"It's alright..." Han Meimei suddenly felt something unusual, so she turned her head to look, but was hindered because she was stabbing a fruit knife in her neck with her right hand, and all of this was not in her memory. It doesn't exist, so who ordered her right hand?

boom.

Han Meimei, who lost her life, fell on the carpet.

The blood that jumped from her neck stained the entire Persian rug.

The Paris Housing Authority will definitely be in trouble for Lawrence.

But that wasn't something to worry about at the moment.

Lawrence and Anna looked at each other with shock in each other's eyes. Then Lawrence called the police and called an ambulance. Anna panicked and took a towel to block Han Meimei's wound, but it couldn't stop it. When the ambulance arrived, it was announced on the spot that Han Meimei had been lost. All vital signs.

stk's investigator representative just...dead?

The consternation of Lawrence and Anna has not yet been eased. Han Meimei's replacement has appeared in front of them. When the fiery red-haired Judy introduced herself to them, they were being held as suspects in the Paris police station - after all, a An investigator died in their home.

"It's okay, don't worry, we are all 'immortal'." Judy smiled.

Lawrence and Anna looked at the lady who looked exactly like Han Meimei except for the color of her hair, and fell into an unspeakable astonishment. A very paradoxical feeling spread in their hearts.

Judy smiled and explained everything to them.

Among the three incarnations of the operator, Han Meimei is intellectual and calm, Jessica is friendly and caring, and Judy is warm and lively.

Now, the three are standing in front of another prison cell in the Paris police station, looking at the painter holding the 'black box' behind the fence.

"The painter is crazy," Judy said. "His sanity is below average. The world is a mess of lines and sounds, so he doesn't understand what we're talking about. , and cannot communicate with us.”

This fact was also observed by Lawrence and Anna. Although they were heartbroken, they had already accepted it.

"I understand that, but how did Ms. Han Meimei die?" Lawrence asked.

"The box in the artist's hand~" Judy pointed to the black box, "It was made of it, we don't know what it is for now, unlike the Command Spell, it's probably a law."

"Lil?" Lawrence hadn't even heard the word.

"Mr. Agent doesn't have to understand it," Judy said. "It's just that we're afraid we're going to take the painter away. The island is more suitable for him now. We have professional medical means to help him regain his senses."

"That's great!" Lawrence was excited, he thought Gao Fan was helpless.

"Of course, don't hold out too much hope. There are still dozens of investigators in the deep treatment area of ​​the island who are completely unable to recover, and there are still too few medical means for human beings to restore reason..." Zhu Pu said, and suddenly saw The strange use of the painter in the prison room~www.readwn.com~ He began to try to bite the black box in his hand.

If medically judged, this is probably one of the characteristics of psychotic episodes.

However, when Gao Fan bit one of the two nozzles on the black box in his hand, he seemed to be sucking something precious and sweet, like the first breast milk when he was born, so that he sucked it attentively, and at the same time, A change was quietly taking place in him.

Judy observed the signs of Gao Fan's transition from chaos to order with the vision of an operator, and her eyes widened in surprise.

After a long time, Gao Fan finally ended this action. He looked at the three people outside the confinement room and complained: "Is there such a big 'suck' written on this black box that no one can see it? You want me to **** it."

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