Soul Painter

　　 After Fang Jianbin’s suicide, as an eyewitness, Gao Fan was invited to the police station to assist in the investigation.

　　 heard the news that Gao Fan had entered the police station again.

　　 Director almost exploded on the spot.

　　 What is it? Is this punching the card at each police station?

　　After playing the card in Tianshi, go to Pengcheng to play again?

　　 But waiting for the director to rush to the police station, he found that this time was different from the past.

　　 He was politely asked to take a rest, and from a distance he could see that Gao Fan was in a meeting with a few apparently high-ranking police officers.

　　...

　　 A deputy chief of the police station personally received Gao Fan and apologized again and again.

　　 "Boy, the comrades in the bureau didn't know that you were an investigator, so they invited you back to assist in the investigation. It's really a layman to guide the insider. You made a big mistake and didn't delay your investigation, right?"

　　 Deputy Director said a series of ‘investigations’, as if talking about tongue twisters, but Gao Fan knew what he meant.

Just now Fang saw Bin jumped off the building. As a witness, Gao Fan was brought to the police station, and Fang saw Bin’s face behind his head, which naturally attracted the attention of the police. After judging it as a “pollution incident”, he followed the established procedures as if The last time I dealt with the cannibalistic painting of Tianshi Art Museum, I switched to STK.

　　According to the process, STK will assign an investigator to handle the matter.

　　 Looking at the information at STK, what a coincidence, there happened to be a newly recruited investigator ‘painter’ in Pengcheng, in this area.

So the information was matched. The police took a look, hey, this'painter' was in our police station. He was brought back from the scene by his own people. They should have started investigating the matter. Their actions would not be Did you delay the investigation of the'pollution incident'?

　　 So there is this apology.

　　At the same time, the deputy director also said: "Little comrade, you just need to take out your credentials at that time, and we will definitely help you work."

　　 Gao Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, how can I have a certificate, I rejected it!

　　 Even STK’s investigator was appointed to throw it into the trash can!

　　 But now is not the time to argue about this.

　　 He couldn't tell the police.

　　 have to follow STK theory.

　　 So barely perfunctory, Gao Fan hurriedly left the police station.

　　 Before leaving, the deputy director stuffed him a bunch of information.

"This is the information of the deceased we investigated. One month ago, the deceased’s whereabouts were suspicious. He was an art student. He went out to sketch and arrived in a very remote village. The village was called'Bengka'. Well, in the local dialect, it was' 'Dashu' means." The deputy director said.

　　 collapsed card.

The word 　　 attracted Gao Fan’s attention, because Fang murmured a sentence on the face behind his head before Bin’s death, ending with the word ‘Bengka’.

　　 It's a bit interesting~ Gao Fan's nerves are a little excited.

　　 Although I have experienced the fear of the abyss, the attraction of those mysteries to Gao Fan has actually increased a bit.

　　 Gao Fan took the information in the hands of the deputy director. He, who has a higher SAN value, also exaggerated the deputy director's words quite sensibly: "Uncle policeman, you are very efficient. You have investigated the information so quickly."

"Pollution incidents have always been the focus of attention in various bureaus. Every pollution incident will pose a great threat to the lives of the people. If there are only one or two deaths, it's okay, but you know that young man, pollution will spread. , This time the deceased’s weird and terrifying is shocking. If it spreads to a large area...it’s a pity that we can’t handle such a thing, and a young man like you will have to take on the danger.”

　　 Deputy Director stretched out his hands and shook Gao Fan's hand vigorously. He is an old detective, and the calluses on his hands are reassuringly rough.

　　 "Be careful! If there is anything we can help, we must say!"

　　 Gao Fan was warmed by the hands of the deputy director.

　　...

　　 Police Station.

　　The forensic doctor is trying to dissect Fang Jianbin's body.

　　 The cause of death is very clear, that is, falling to death. The part to be dissected by the forensic doctor is the mask behind Fang Jianbin's head.

　　 It should be a mask, but it has a clear biological activity, similar to wood, but it has a physical connection with the dead, like a plant deposited in the seed of flesh and blood.

　　The forensic doctor carefully cut the link between the mask and Fang Jianbin's head.

　　 found that it seemed to be a kind of rhizome, which penetrated deeply into the back of Fang Jianbin's head.

It is well known that human skulls are extremely hard, which is the last protective measure set by humans for their brains during the evolutionary process. Although plants have strong vitality, they are not from the seams, but directly from the bones. They are still A situation that this forensic doctor could not imagine.

　　 "Be careful." The deputy director exhorted.

　　Since it is a pollution incident, of course, the forensic doctor will not be allowed to deal with it on his own.

　　 The forensic doctor nodded, cutting the rhizomes one by one, there were hundreds of them, densely inserted into the skull of the deceased.

　　 This seems to be a... CPU?

　　The forensic doctor felt that the structure of the mask in contact with the human skull was particularly like a CPU inserted into the base of a motherboard.

　　 These granulation-like pink rhizomes make people feel a bit disgusting. Fortunately, forensic medicine is so knowledgeable, all kinds of giants are ignored, let alone this kind of small case.

　　 He carefully cut off all the rhizomes and successfully took off the dark wood-colored mask.

　　 Now, he is holding the mask, feeling like he's done.

　　The deputy chief took over the mask with gloves. It seemed to be an ordinary wooden mask, with all facial features, and there seemed to be nothing too weird.

　　 "You have also been to that village. I remember bringing back a mask, which is the same as yours, right?" the deputy director asked the forensic doctor.

　　 "Yeah. It's the same. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" The forensic doctor nodded and repeated, "It's the same as the one in my house."

　　 "This is terrible." The deputy director frowned. He felt that the mask was evil yesterday, but it was also a murder case. The reason why he rushed to transfer it to STK was because the mask looked so familiar. It was ‘Bengka’.

　　 is a small piece of art that only circulates within the scope of Pengcheng. Anyone who has been to that place will bring one back.

　　 If all of these masks have problems, then the problem is really big.

　　 "You first hand the one in your house to the police station, and then try to take back all the masks... No, you can't make an announcement yet, so as not to cause panic among the citizens, wait until the young man investigator's result is said." The deputy director said.

Ok. The forensic doctor nodded silently.

　　 At this moment, his expression is slightly strange.

　　...

　　 finished this work, it was late at night.

　　 When the forensic doctor came home, his wife and daughter had already fallen asleep.

　　 He took out a black mask from the storage cabinet in his study.

　　 This mask is not much different from the mask dissected from Fang Jianbin's corpse. They are all in the same style, rough and primitive, made of dark wood, but the appearance of this mask is very similar to that of forensic medicine.

The forensic doctor was holding this mask, sitting in his chair, looking at the city lights gradually extinguishing outside the window, and distant singing from a mysterious existence rang in his ears, his expression gradually full of enthusiasm, muttering'Bengka', He suddenly covered his face with a mask, and then jumped down from the opened window!

boom!

　　The forensic doctor fell to the concrete floor, staining a blood totem.

　　 And the mask on his face began to sing that primitive and mysterious ballad to the world:

　　 "...Ahhhh~treasurer~Kaluhey~Bengka~"