The accident happened, and it was within Jiang Qian's expectation.
Just as he turned around, Xiaoyang who was following him suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Qian raised his arrow and looked around. The paintings and graffiti all over the room seemed to come alive. Strange abstract living bodies came out of the paintings and walls, squeezing towards him staggeringly.
"Well, a bunch of paint doesn't scare me."
He simply closed his eyes to avoid the bias caused by the two-dimensional perspective, and relied on the high-dimensional perspective of spiritual vision to launch an offensive and defensive battle with the sky full of oil paint in a limited space.
The arrows were fired in succession, tearing apart famous paintings, and the strange power transformed by a few lumps of ink disappeared in an instant.
The whole space regains tranquility.
【Side mission update!】
[Team up to explore Duke Hyland’s collection room, mission progress: 10%]
In my mind, the copy prompt suddenly came to mind.
It's only 10%... Jiang Qian opened his eyes and saw Xiaoyang kneeling on the ground, eyes blank, so he walked over and slapped him on the forehead!
"Wake up."
Xiaoyang was so excited that she opened her eyes!
Her horrifying eyes focused on Jiang Qian for a moment before she gradually regained her composure. Then she immediately leaned down, put her hands on the ground and gasped: "Just now, just now I..."
She accidentally caught a glimpse of a strange human face stepping on her feet. The expression on the face was distorted, as if she had stepped on it and it hurt!
Then, the face opened its mouth wide and took her legs in...
"Speak slowly."
Jiang Qian walked away from Xiaoyang, avoiding the embarrassment of being asked for lucky money.
While listening to the girl stumblingly explaining what she had experienced, he went to the scroll that he had pierced with an arrow, retrieved the arrow, and at the same time gathered the 15 paintings together.
"Doesn't it sound like your feet were kissed by oil paint? There's nothing terrible about it."
"Hey...is this the point?"
Xiaoyang sat on the ground with a blushing face, and was about to protest when she saw Jiang Qian pile a pile of damaged scrolls in front of her.
Suddenly he was confused: "What are you doing?"
"These are the things that scared you just now, and there is a mystery behind them."
So the two of them turned over the scrolls, lay on the ground and pieced them together, switching and combining the 15 paintings like kindergarten children playing jigsaw puzzles, and finally pieced together a complete picture that fit perfectly.
【Side mission update!】
[Team up to explore Duke Hyland’s collection room, mission progress: 30%]
A beep sounded next to my ear again.
At the same time, the two discovered that every four "inner corners" of these 15 paintings can be combined to form a new pattern!
There are exactly 8 such patterns, and 4 of them are the trump card patterns of their camp: hammer, glasses, pills, and parasol.
"So that's it!"
Xiaoyang pointed to the other four pictures: pistol, mask, cloak, knife.
His eyes widened instantly: "It's a pistol! It was a pistol that killed the pill."
Jiang Qian smiled, but his question was more direct: "Who do you think the pistol is?"
"Is...the big brother of fitness?"
"Same feeling. Not to mention that he was full of prejudice against Plaid shirt from the beginning to the end. After the death of Plaid shirt, he was the most active in pointing the finger at me. And in desperation, he was the first to point out in a tacit manner that even though
It’s possible to kill someone without using your hands.”
"Stop telling the truth~"
"Let's think so for now."
Jiang Qian continued to look at the other three patterns: "The cook's trump card may be the 'mask', which seems to be the most likely to have the ability to disguise."
"Then...who will the "cloak" be?"
"It should be Wang Fugui," Jiang Qian recalled with a smile. "He had an argument with a healthy man before and asked him to find a piece of cloth to cover himself. Now think about it, is he hinting at him?
His trump card is "cloak"?"
"Yes, I remembered it too!" Xiaoyang was rarely excited, "And the function of the 'cloak' is similar to that of my 'umbrella', both of which have defensive or defensive effects, so he was only injured before, but not killed.
!"
Jiang Qian smiled and nodded.
There are still "hammer" and "knife" left.
"Actually, there is no suspense anymore. The socialite sister opposite you has been helping us speak. She should have understood our code words from the beginning. She also deliberately teased us with words, trying to put up a smoke bomb to confuse our position." "Hmm, that's why you helped the socialite sister out of trouble just now, right? We are teammates. She was the one who chose to attack Wang Fugui next to you in the last round."
"That's pretty much what it means."
His thoughts were quickly clarified, but Jiang Qian sighed softly.
This move especially aroused Xiaoyang's attention: "What's wrong with you, Brother Jiang Yang?"
"The situation is still not optimistic."
Jiang Qian said bluntly: "So far, we have lost "Pill", which seems to be a card with significant functions, but the opponent has only lost one "Mask", and the opponent's camp still has two cards with strong attacks.
Sex’s trump card..."
He looked at "Pistol" and "Knife" and thought: If both cards are attack cards, why did the pistol kill someone in the last round, but the knife did not play any role?
At least so far, he has not observed the role of the knife.
Is it due to attack conditions, or is the knife pressed?
Jiang Qian was paying attention to the pattern on the ground, and suddenly an idea came to him: "This 'knife' seems to be no ordinary knife..."
He stood up from the scroll: "Let's continue."
Xiaoyang couldn't keep up with Jiang Qian's thoughts for a moment, but she still got up and followed the opponent's pace step by step.
……
In the broken sword array, Doctor Dai and Tony Fugui stood guard with their backs facing away.
After the dust settled around them, the two of them stopped sweating and put away their weapons.
At this time, the color on Tony Fugui's face has returned, and the effect of a white bandage wrapped across his shoulders can be faintly seen under the shawl.
"What a ghost, this place..."
"Don't move, there seems to be something there." Dr. Dai became alert again.
The armor of a terracotta warrior standing in the corner of the house was cracked, revealing the pale human flesh.
The two of them approached cautiously, looked at each other, and Doctor Dai personally took off the ceramic masks of the warriors...
Tony Fugui immediately jumped: "Isn't this the cook?!"
"Sure enough, it's no wonder that one person can be squeezed into that group. It turns out that the real person is already dead." Doctor Dai sneered.
"Third party forces?"
"I guess so."
Both of their faces became solemn.
……
"Brother Jiang Yang, brother Jiang Yang, look at this!"
Jiang Qian and Xiaoyang searched along the painting exhibition hall, and passed the ancient book section and calligraphy counter.
The two of them were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in a large study room.
"What is it?" Jiang Qian took a closer look, "a gift list?"
Xiaoyang pointed out to Jiang Qian confidently: This gift list is for the Duke of Highland to celebrate his 70th birthday. A series of gifts have been registered, but only this gift has been circled and marked with a cross! You see, it is
Isn’t that weird?”
It's indeed a bit strange.
"Look further to see if there are any relevant records." Jiang Qian said as he started to look through the gift list at the back.
Xiaoyang also followed suit.
"Here," Jiang Qian circled the key information at a glance, "there is indeed a problem. This gift will appear several times in different gifts and purchase lists in the future. If it is not recorded repeatedly, then there will be a big problem."<
/p>
Thinking of this, a question came to both of their minds at the same time:
What the hell is this gift?
……
PS:
Correct typos and defects first!
Some minor changes were made to "Xiaoyang" in the previous chapter, and the details of the knife hidden behind her back were deleted. It was originally intended to show that she had to guard against the official people, but the plot was weird and not focused enough, so it was
Resolutely eliminate redundancy.
In addition, I would also like to briefly report the recommended situation to everyone: I did not get to the 5th round of Sanjiang, but it was transferred back to the 3rd round. I have 1-2 more weeks to accumulate and follow up, and 2-3 more weeks of free period. I will try my best again.
A handful, even if 300,000 words are on the shelves, I will try again, and I will have no regrets before I put it on the shelves.
