The woman screamed sharply and stared at the wall opposite the iron bars in horror.

But Qin Zhibo turned around and looked, there was nothing on the brown-red brick wall.

But the woman still kept screaming.

"ah--"

"It moved!"

"leave me alone!"

She screamed and moved away from the iron bars, falling to the ground. Her wide eyes seemed to be staring at some kind of sinister existence that was constantly changing.

what happened?

Did you suddenly get nervous?

Qin Zhibo didn't understand its meaning.

But when Qin Zhibo wanted to confirm again and turned his head to the brick wall behind him, he saw something he had never seen before.

In the very center of the wall is a yellow spot.

The material of this spot is unknown, maybe it is some kind of light spot.

But it's covered in brick-red walls, more like some kind of real-life yellow paint.

It burst out in the darkness between the bricks, rushing in all directions on the plane of the wall.

It looks like some kind of living yellow river, but also like the Dark Mark that changes shape at any time.

Or more like some kind of indescribable yellow tentacle...

Qin Zhibo opened his eyes wide in disbelief and stared at this amazing change on the wall.

Just now, not only myself, but also Conan and Ayumi didn't notice these things on the wall.

Why do these things suddenly appear in such unexpected places?

It is completely different from the previous tangible objects such as paintings and statues.

The inspiration I came into contact with from those things can at least be traced and the source can be traced.

It was born entirely out of nothing...

In Qin Zhibo's eyes, these "yellows" soon extended to the entire wall.

Strips of "yellow paint" twitched and trembled on the flat surface of the wall like long yellow tentacles.

After a while, it started spinning clockwise.

These yellow tentacles use the yellow spot in the middle as the origin and gradually accelerate their rotation.

As the rotation speed increases, the original brick red color of the wall seems to be flashing, while the yellow tentacles gradually solidify.

Like a rapidly spinning fingertip spinner, the yellow tentacles formed several almost fixed routes, squirming irregularly on the wall like patterns.

At this moment, the boundary between reality and illusion becomes increasingly blurred, and time seems to stand still.

Qin Zhibo stared at everything with his eyes wide open.

From this accelerating yellow mark, Qin Zhibo felt a kind of evil and madness that was difficult to describe in words.

It was as if some extraordinary power contained in these yellow tentacles had transcended the plane of the wall and burrowed into his brain like maggots.

This is somewhat similar to the abstract Poseidon statue that Qin Zhibo paid homage to.

But it seems completely different...

During that visit to the shrine, the test I received basically came from the sound.

But this time there was no strange murmuring, just visually innumerable variations of yellow.

Yellow has invaded!

It invaded Qin Zhibo's vision!

Reason is severely tested at this moment.

Only a strong willpower can help those who witness this strange change get out of trouble.

Qin Zhibo's will began to decline rapidly at this time.

90,84,76,71,67...

The number is decreasing, corresponding to the increase in Qin Zhibo's heart rate.

70,84,99,110,125...

Qin Zhibo's body began to shrink.

However, even if he retreated, Qin Zhibo's body could not retreat flexibly.

He seemed to be stuck in some invisible mud, his body trapped and unable to extricate himself.

Until then, dark green branches were finally pulled out from the edge of Qin Zhibo's field of vision.

They gently covered Qin Zhibo's eyes like mother's hands.

As these dark green branches extend, the flickering, wriggling yellow tentacles gradually diminish in sight.

In the end, it was swallowed up like an extinguished candle.

...

"Brother?"

"Brother Qin?"

In the basement, Qin Zhibo tilted his perspective and saw Officer Mu Mu in the lower left corner.

Mu Mu looked at Qin Zhibo with a puzzled face.

Because just now Qin Zhibo's body was stiff and he was staring at the wall with a terrifying expression.

But there is obviously nothing on the wall...

"Brother Qin, are you okay?"

Facing Mu Mu's concern, Qin Zhibo shook his head, and then pointed his gaze at the wall in front of him.

The brick red color on the walls is as dark and gloomy as ever.

As for those eye-catching "yellow paints", it seems that they have never appeared.

But on the left side of Qin Zhibo's field of vision, a new prompt appeared.

[Congratulations on passing the will test, you have been blessed by a yellow mark of unknown origin]

[Get a new mission]

Just as Qin Zhibo was about to check the mission, a woman's crazy screams came from behind him.

"ah--"

"Do not touch me!"

"It's haunting me! I can't leave!"

Behind the bars of the cell, two policemen tried to lift up the long-haired woman who was huddled in the corner with her back to the wall, but the woman was very resistant.

When Conan brought her here just now, Memu already knew that the mother in the cell might have been locked up for too long and had a mental problem.

Normal verbal communication is useless when dealing with mentally ill people.

"Take her away by force."

"Send him to Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital for diagnosis first."

As for the man in black dress who was knocked down by Qin Zhibo, Conan's suggestion just now was to send him to a men's hospital for treatment first.

But Mu Mu, who was always used to being taught how to do things, saw the man in the black dress holding his lower body and looking in pain, so he actually sent him to the men's hospital.

However, even if he is sent to the hospital in time, he may inevitably become a "lonely soldier" or a "Santa Claus".

"By the way, Brother Qin, why do you appear here?"

"Conan said you seemed to have come in before they went on the haunted house adventure?"

"Did you already know that the suspect of the murder five years ago was hidden here?"

"Really...if you had relevant clues, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Mu Mu's questions were like a barrage of questions, which made Qin Zhibo, who was already having a headache, even more overwhelmed.

So Qin Zhibo simply explained that he was simply entrusted by his friend to come to see the house of his friend's friend's relative that had been idle for five years, nothing more.

that's the truth.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first?"

"Uh-oh..." Memu just nodded, and suddenly remembered something important, "Confession, brother, you still need to record the confession."

This time Qin Zhibo is a party to the incident again, so recording a confession is inevitable.
To be continued...