"Okay," Gu Yin's mind completely went to the photo. After listening to Qin Xiangyang's words, he didn't pester him as usual. He nodded obediently, "Then I will go back to the room to sleep first."
"Go to bed." Qin Xiangyang walked to the kitchen with the bowl, opened the garbage bag and started to tidy up.
When Qin Xiangyang was washing and cleaning, Gu Yin was not left behind either.
Taking advantage of the sound of the water faucet, he opened the drawer, took the pile of photos and hurried back to the room.
Lock the door.
Gu Yin looked like a mouse that had stolen his master's cheese. He pressed his back against the door panel and listened nervously to the sound.
After confirming that there was no sound of Qin Xiangyang preparing to enter the room from the kitchen and living room, he hurriedly sat down on the dressing table and laid all the photos flat on the table.
That day when he received a call for help from Duda, Gu Yin left in a hurry and failed to read the font on it carefully. Now he took a closer look and suddenly felt like he was reading a heavenly book. The key is that this heavenly book was read by ignorant people.
The people were torn apart and scattered in pieces.
There are words on the back of each photo, but the words are a bit too blurry and too black to be seen clearly.
Gu Yin didn't know why his uncle's writing was reflected in the photo. It might be accidental or intentional.
He wanted to express something to himself, but it was not convenient for outsiders to know, so he used this method to inform himself, but he did not expect that this book would be hidden by the old guy named Feng.
After touching a photo, Gu Yin chuckled with satisfaction. But it didn't matter, it was now back in her hands.
Gu Yin took out the camera from the drawer and took all the photos filled with lead pencils.
The camera in Gu Yin's hand may be one that many people have at home. It can be used to take instant photos. The price is affordable but the paper is very expensive. But the most exciting thing is his instant camera. Because it is easy to operate, Gu Yin can take pictures in less than half an hour.
I took pictures of all the reverse sides of the pile of photos.
There is a thick pile in the palm of my hand, which is all black with vague white characters.
A bed full of photos gave Gu Yin the illusion that he was about to complete a puzzle. And this was the most laborious puzzle. Each one looked similar, but had very subtle points of agreement...
Gu Yin took two photos and put them together back and forth like a puzzle. He didn't know whether it was a coincidence or luck, but the handwriting of the two pieces really coincidentally collided with each other!
That is the word "beautiful" divided into two parts.
Such an effect was so frightening that Gu Yin's hand holding these two pictures trembled stiffly. Are they really puzzles?! What was meant as a joke suddenly became a reality?
If that's the case, she'll have to put all the photos together!
Anxious to put the two photos together, Gu Yin began to look for the truncated fonts to piece together the strokes. The black photo on the bed began to make people feel excited after the two photos were bizarrely combined.
Gu Yin originally thought that it was one tiny clue after another. Although it would be cumbersome if each clue was a clue, at least it would still make people happy. But now, everything has become more convenient, and he can completely gather them together to form
A complete thing. As long as you put it all together, you can know what uncle wants to say.
After looking at the photos carefully, Gu Yin began to seriously deal with the broken puzzle in front of him while Qin Xiangyang was cleaning the room seriously. This puzzle lasted all afternoon.
It wasn't until the aroma of the hot pot base came through the crack in the door that Gu Yin realized that he was hungry.
At this time, two-thirds of the 'puzzle' in hand has been completed.