Chapter 383 The village guards, five horses dismember the body
If his face changed drastically at this time and he ran away, it would be easier to deal with. A typical thief was guilty and most of the time it was the murderer. Just go up and catch him directly.
But at this moment, the other party not only did not run away, but instead came forward.
This was a bit strange. Bai Yue and Jian Yu looked at each other and saw doubts from each other's eyes.
The painter had already come up and looked quite happy. Sure enough, the symbolic mask could not cover anyone's face. He smiled with a very unexpected expression: "What a coincidence, how could he meet here."
Two?"
Jian Yu nodded: "It's a coincidence, why are you here?"
"I'm here to dream." said the painter.
Both of them remembered what the inn owner said, the reason why the painter in the ghost market was able to draw the dead vividly was because he spent the night here when he passed by Yu Village and had a dream of those strange and diverse forms of death.
They are all seen in dreams, as if they were real.
Bai Yue immediately became interested: "What dream are you going to have?"
The painter was a little embarrassed when he asked, and scratched his head: "After the girl bought a few paintings that day, I came back and thought about it, and felt that there were too few options to provide. If there were still girls like them in the future.
Isn’t a person with rich imagination also disappointed the guests?”
He is really dedicated. Bai Yue is more interested in this person, but he needs to see how far he can be.
The painter said again: "So I plan to stay here for a few more nights to see if I can have a few more dreams."
Jian Yu couldn't help but say, "Did you ever stayed here a few days ago?"
"Yes, yes." The painter nodded repeatedly: "I came back when the ghost market scattered that day. I slept here all night. I could not draw any of them, so I could draw them. I told you that this place is so evil.
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"You dare to come here so weird, aren't you afraid?"
"I was afraid at first, but didn't you know?" The painter sighed: "When I first came, I saw that although the village was deserted, it felt like it was devastated, and it was sad and deep, so I wanted to stay for a few days and feel it.
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This Bai Yue is understandable. Not to mention artists who are engaged in art, even Bai Yue will stop and watch when seeing unique places. It may not necessarily be beautiful in the public sense. It is fragmented, and dark and despair is another kind of beauty.
The painter suddenly lowered his voice: "Who knew that I had a nightmare that night. I dreamed that a person was hung to death. It was very real and very miserable. I woke up and almost was scared to death."
It is particularly interesting to tell ghost stories in this kind of place, and both of them listened seriously.
The painter continued: "When I woke up, I found that I had a nightmare, and my first reaction was to leave here. But when I went out, I saw a dark piece of grass, and I didn't know what was in the grass, and I didn't know what was inside it.
He dared to leave, so he had to go back, but he couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply drew down everything he saw in his dream."
Bai Yue listened while paying attention to the artist's expression. She felt that this person really didn't seem to be lying, and what he said seemed to be true.
Jian Yu said: "Then you stayed here, have a nightmare every night?"
The painter probably knew that he did this thing differently, and said with shame: "After I painted the paintings in my dreams, I looked at them again and again, and felt that I had never painted such a good painting in my life, so I was a little reluctant to leave.
Anyway, it’s dreaming, and there’s no danger, so I stayed for a few more days, but I didn’t dream every day.”
It can be seen that although there are not many brave people in this world, there are indeed many. Moreover, people cannot be judged by their appearance. Regardless of whether the painter is the murderer or not, at least he is really brave.
The painter said: "Later, I heard that there was a ghost market here, so I went there to try it. Not to mention that some people really like it. Even if I paint the same scene every time, I was a bit monotonous, so I came back to stay for a few days from time to time, but sometimes I could
Dreaming, sometimes I can’t dream.”
After the painter finished speaking, the scent of food came from the frame behind him. He smiled and said, "I plan to stay for a few more days this time. Could it be that the two of you are here for nightmare?"
The psychopath would run to such a place where birds do not lay eggs for nightmares. Jian Yu rolled his eyes at him in a big way.
Bai Yue said with great interest: "I came and went in a hurry that night. Actually, I have a question and I really want to know."
The artist is very enthusiastic about the big clients: "Please tell me, girl."
Bai Yue said: "Why don't you draw the face you see in your dreams? Wouldn't that be more realistic and natural?"
"Uh." The painter stammered for a moment and said, "The girl is an expert, so I won't talk nonsense. Actually, it's not that I don't want to draw, I really can't draw it."
"Why? Isn't that dream very real?"
The painter looked embarrassed: "Although it is real, I don't know why. When I wake up, I can't remember the specific facial features of the person in my dream. I'm also very strange. After thinking about it, I can't figure it out."
If the painter said all the fake, then he was too cunning and such a person would not shed tears without seeing the coffin.
If the painter said it was true, then there must be someone behind him, that person is the real murderer, who enjoys killing. Perhaps it is due to this distorted and perverted mentality, not only does he enjoy killing, but also the victim must be brought to life.
Record the pain.
Bai Yue has never met this kind of murderer. She has handled a rape and murder case. The murderer was also meticulous and cruel, and made various preparations. Although the suspicion fell on him in the end, there was no evidence.
Finally, when everyone was in despair, a fragment was found in the corner of his room. After several searches and comparisons, it was a fragment of a broken triangle.
The murderer has no photography hobby, no work and life needs in this area, and he doesn't even shoot a video on his mobile phone, nor does he post it on his Moments, so why does there be a tripod?
Team Xing followed the clues based on this idea and finally found a hidden mobile phone without a phone card. The phone completely recorded the murderer's murder process. The calm and arrogant murderer immediately knelt down.
Bai Yue said: "That's great. I think you've drawn it well, and I want to ask you to draw another picture of five horses and dismemberment. Let's see if you can dream tonight?"
She wanted to see if those dreams were real or fake. No matter how powerful the murderer was, he could actually get five horses in and get rid of the corpse in person?
The painter didn't even think about the way to die the five horses' corpse. When Bai Yue mentioned it, a little bit of disgrace appeared on his face, and then hesitated and nodded: "Okay, I'll give it a try."
I gave a lot of money before. This time the painter came to buy a lot of things, including food and drinks, and put a basket with painting tools.
Bai Yue was very enthusiastic and said to Jian Yu: "Let's help bring it over together. By the way, what do you call it? Where do you live in Yucun?"
"I'm in the next chapter, and the only name is Miao, and the only name is Miao," said the painter: "I live in the ancestral hall of Yu Village. The house is a bit sturdy, and I don't dare to live in other houses, and I always feel that it will collapse.