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- Enter the lounge that the middle-aged woman said.
Roth was immediately attracted by the three oil paintings on the wall.
The first picture
It is a train running on the rails, surrounded by green mountains and forests.
In these mountains and forests, there are many shadows with blood-red eyes.
The second pair
It is a starry sky at night, full of stars, but when Rott looks at it, he always feels that there is something hidden inside.
"Look at the third painting!"
Just when Rott was seriously looking at the second painting, trying to find out what was hidden in this painting.
On the side, Youman looked like he had seen a ghost, and shouted in horror.
When Rott heard the words, he immediately set his sights on the third painting.
When the line of sight is focused and the things on the third painting are clearly seen.
His pupils just shrank.
Because the scene in the third painting is exactly the picture of the unknown man smashing the mirror in the toilet.
"how so."
Roth compared the scene in the painting with the situation in the toilet in reality one by one.
Then I was a little shocked to find that the two match in detail.
The author of this painting seems to be copying while standing in the toilet.
"Is there a shadow here?"
Seeing that everyone was looking at the third painting, Lina also turned her eyes sideways.
Then he raised his arm and pointed to a position on the painting with some trembling.
This is the lower left corner of the painting, where there is an irregular circular shadow.
Appears to be the reflection of a head.
"Is this the murderer's?"
After Lina's reminder, Youman also saw the shadow.
He leaned in front of the painting and observed it carefully for a while, but he didn't see any tricks, so he raised his right hand and touched the painting.
"do not move."
However, this move was stopped by Mrs. Irene who came here first.
Youman looked at Irene dissatisfied.
However, what he saw was the terrified expression on the other party's face.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing this, Rot found something was wrong, so he quickly asked.
After Irene swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, she said: "The painting the painting is moving."
"What kind of movement?" Youman glanced at Irene suspiciously, thinking that the old woman was talking nonsense.
After saying such a sentence, he subconsciously looked at the oil painting beside him.
Then his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Nono more!"
Because of his extreme fright, he was directly frightened to the ground.
But even if he fell to the ground, he didn't dare to stop for a moment.
Almost rolled behind Rott for his protection.
This scene happened so suddenly that Rott was stunned for a second before reacting.
He quickly looked at the oil painting, and then saw that the lower left corner, where there should have been a shadow of a head, was now empty.
The painting really moved.
Seeing this, he immediately looked sideways at the other two paintings.
Fortunately, the scenery in other paintings remains the same without any change.
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Turning back, he looked at the painting in front of him for a few seconds, then looked at Irene: "What did you look like when you saw it before?"
"Before, that shadow was on top of the man's corpse." Irene's lips kept trembling, but beyond the experience of others, she still let her explain clearly.
Hearing that Irene said that he saw the complete shadow, Rott immediately asked: "Can you see the characteristics of the shadow? Or is it male or female?"
"This" A thoughtful look appeared on Irene's face, and then she replied: "It should be a man, and judging by his figure, he looks very similar to that dead man."
"Is it the shape of a normal person?"
After getting the information he wanted, Rotor looked at the oil painting again.
He took out his glove and put his right glove on.
Because of work reasons, I always carry some with me anytime, anywhere.
Seeing Roth walking towards the oil painting, Lina, who grabbed his arm, quickly let go of his hand and stepped aside.
Rotor didn't pay attention to this at all.
With his gloved right hand, he fumbled for a while on the painting in front of him.
The touch is the same as ordinary oil painting, it is composed of countless small dots.?
Seeing that nothing unusual happened, Rot retracted his palm.
Looking at his fingers, he saw that some wax oil had been stained on his fingers.
All this shows that this is just an ordinary oil painting, and what happened just now
Rotor suddenly raised his head and looked overhead.
However, there is nothing.
"Isn't it a projection?"
He retracted his gaze and looked at the oil painting again.
Then I discovered a detail that I hadn't noticed before.
When he checked the toilet before, he saw that there was a window in the toilet.
Although this window is not big, it only plays a role of ventilation, but it also allows some light from the outside to enter the toilet.
However, this small window is completely invisible in this painting.
Did you forget to draw?
This reason is hard for Rott to believe.
So something covered the window when the deceased was killed.
Or was it at night?
Thinking of this, Rott glanced at a few people from the corner of his eye, and did not tell the information, but said: "These paintings are a bit weird."
"Everyone, pay more attention, and notify me immediately if you find anything unusual."
Having said that, he took off the gloves on his hands, put them in his arms and continued: "Let's continue to search."
After finishing speaking, he didn't look at the reactions of several people, but pushed a room first and entered.
The room is a small single room.
There is only a single bed, and a wooden board glued to the wall as a table.
And there are six such rooms in this carriage.
Because the room is not big and there are no sundries, the six rooms were quickly inspected by Roter.
No harvest.
Seeing this, Root set his sights on the next carriage.
"Is the front of the car in front?"
Seeing the sign on the wall, Rot frowned, and reached out to push open the iron door in front of him.
However, the front door of this car is not like the previous car, which can be opened at will.
"It looks like it's locked."
After Rott tried a few times, he said to the others.
Seeing this, Youman kicked the door directly.
It seems that they want to forcefully break it open.
However, with little success.
With this kick of his, he couldn't even make the iron door tremble.
"Damn it!" Youman cursed in a low voice.
Directly gave up the idea of ??breaking in, and began to slap vigorously with the palm of his hand: "The one inside, I know you are inside, come out for Laozi."
"Don't play dead!"
"You are paralyzed"
Seeing that he had shouted for so long without any response, Youman cursed angrily.
Roth did not stop Youman's behavior.
Instead, he listened carefully, trying to hear some movement from the space behind the door.
However, it was very quiet inside, and there was no sound at all.
"Is there no one? Then how does this train work?"
Luo Te said to himself, seeing Youman didn't seem to want to give up yet.
Directly opened the mouth and interrupted: "Even if there are people inside, it will never be opened under such circumstances."
"Now let's go back and exchange information."
"See if they find anything."
"Later, let's figure out a way together to see if we can open this door." </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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