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0183: Wei Hua found Xiang Zeling(1/2)

Self -confidence is not equal to arrogance, so Kitahara Ryosuke took out the mobile phone and took out the [the door key of the seventh disease building].

Bronze door opens.

Kitahara first threw the Uchida River into the door, and then pushed the courier carton sent from the latter to the door. Finally, he himself.

"Fat Tiger, Protection!"

That's right, it's so confident.

If the big and weird security team can't suppress this painting, put it in it first, wait for Mei Huiko to return, or Yingzi advances to return to the 4th order.

As a result, the fat tiger who hurriedly ran away was aggressive.

Weird is what they like to eat, humans are not, nor sofa.

Kitahara Ryosuke:? (????) ??????

He brings a personal and a courier box today.

It is right to install a single sofa in the box, but there is a painting on the back of the sofa.

painting.

"Well, what about painting?"

Holding a beautiful knife in the hand, the courier box of the thick cardboard is instantly cracked.

Among them, it is a sky blue fabric sofa, but the back of the sofa is empty.

"Since weird paintings need to be delivered to the door, it is impossible to disappear. I still saw it hanging on it!" ... "

Knowing that this painting is weird, entering the seventh -disease building in Kitahara Konosuke only uses the power of [Eye of the Nightmare] to see some outlines.

But no matter how much, it should not disappear directly.

At this time, the huge and fat tiger came over and said, "Louchand, will you find this pile of powder?"

Following the direction of the fat tiger's fingers, it is below the sofa.

After the courier box is split, the sofa is directly exposed to the ground. At this moment, I do n’t know when there is an irregular white horizontal line on the floor tiles.

That's not a line, it is made of white powder.

Kitahara Ryosuke dipped a little, rubbed his fingers, and frowned: "Strange oil painting enters the seventh disease building building directly into powder?"

The ontology of the strange painting case is oil painting, the oil painting is broken, wouldn't it be the end of this case ...

How is it possible!

He brought a person from the outside, a sofa seat, and a strange oil painting that was suspected of being active for a while.

As a result, neither of the two, but the painting became a residue.

"Painting is fake."

"No, I sent me a copy of the strange oil painting, and the stuff has created a split!"

After getting off the dungeon, collecting today's attribute ball, Kitahara Ryoshima immediately took Uchida River to the special department.

In the middle of the episode, it is not necessary to say in carefully.

What is more amazing is that after the Uchida River woke up, I didn't know what happened recently.

He didn't know that his family was dead, and he didn't know where he had gone during the disappearance.

Strange oil paintings began to appear copy products. The news raised the danger level of the case a large level.

Patrier, look for the painter.

This link is the linkage of the Special Affairs Department and the Public Security Bureau. Let's not talk about the bodies of strange paintings. Those replicas cannot be spread.

The focus of Kitahara Ryosuke's work is to find a strange deity as soon as possible.

... ...

The hospital cafeteria officially ended at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Xiang Zezu is the last wave, so you don't need to think about something.

But think about eating at night with him, Xiangze Ling's heart is beautiful again.

After lunch, organize the meter instrument, and the Nurse Nurse Qiao Shengsheng stands behind the nurse platform.

The colleague said: "Hey Xiangze, I found that your spirit today is completely different from yesterday. I'm not talking nonsense, I'm just curious. Did you... meet a good thing?"

Xiangze Ling waved her hand and said no.

In her current situation, and at the age of 28, if she had an affair with a high school student, it would be really bad for Kitahara's reputation.

So I can't admit it even if I die.

"Hey, I'm not an old-fashioned person like the head nurse. If I need to cover up, I'll do it without any hesitation."

When Xiangze Ling said no, her colleagues laughed and said nothing.

Did she...act so obviously?

Not only is it obvious, the words "Mian Ruoruhua" are clearly written on his face, exactly the same as the previous "I am very timid".

"Will I cause trouble for Beiyuan..."

This is what she was thinking about.

In fact, Kitahara Ryosuke is not afraid of trouble, he is just afraid of a fire in the backyard, hahaha.

At this moment, a courier boy came to the nurse station, placed a one-meter-wide express box on the ground, and then asked: "Excuse me, who is Miss Xiangze?"

Xiangze Ling raised her hand and said, "Ah, I am."

Courier boy: "Hello, Miss Xiangze, here is a copy of your express delivery. Please sign for it."

The work of signing for the express delivery was very simple. After Xiangze Ling signed his name, the little brother turned around and went downstairs.

However... Xiangze hasn't been shopping online recently, and even if she buys things, she doesn't have the habit of setting the delivery address to the hospital.

Unless he bought it for her.

Xiangze Ling's face turned red. She was afraid that it was something embarrassing, so she told her colleagues, picked up the long and flat express box that was still a little heavy, and hid in the dressing room.

"He couldn't have been joking yesterday. He must be in the hospital today..."

It turns out that it is not, and the sender does not look like Kitahara Ryosuke.onb.oΓg

Inside the express box is an oil painting, which depicts a family of four, a young father, a mature and beautiful mother, and a cute baby boy and baby girl.

The strange aura spread quietly.

...

This afternoon, Kitahara Ryosuke was either walking in the streets or on the way.

He was at a loss for a solution, and he didn't know how many copies of the fake paintings there were now. He felt that if the pace of containment was not accelerated, the [Craft Painting Incident], which had been raised to level D in danger, would surely spread further.

"Just a few days after Yingzi left, Jiutian City was completely messed up by me. Wouldn't all the bullshit I boasted about be slapped right back on my own face?"

So Kitahara Ryosuke increased his power, sometimes acting alone, sometimes with Lao Nakamura from the security team.

In an urban area half the size, finding an oil painting is no easier than finding a needle in a haystack.

He thought for a while and simply joined the team targeting the "porters".

Currently, the number of missing people in the mystery painting case is: 11, 0 people have been confirmed dead, and 1 person (Uchida Taiga) has been found.

Kitahara Ryosuke saw the portraits of the remaining 10 people from all angles, even wearing glasses, hats and other decorations. With the full blessing of [Nightmare Eyes], he could basically see the true face of an entire block clearly just by walking along the way.

Two small questions.

"Why do you want to deal with me?"

Kitahara Ryosuke has never had any spatial contact with strange oil paintings.

Is it because Kitahara Ryosuke saw it in Mekawa's dream, so it planned to kill people and silence it?

"I didn't see a little bit about the strange paintings in the dream of Uchida River ... It was since the case of Muschuan leaked, and the strange paintings began to make up for my own shortcomings?"

Alas, this is also human.

After the endless coma, Shi Yu got up from the bed. Please,

He breathed a fresh air with a large mouth, trembling with his chest.

Confused, puzzled, all kinds of emotions rushed to your heart.

Where is this?

Later, Shi Yu observed subconsciously, and then became more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he succeeds in rescue, he should now be in the ward.

And your own body ... how could it not hurt at all.

With doubt, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept through the room, and finally his eyes stayed on a mirror on the bedside.
To be continued...
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