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Chapter 365 Dark Sky (Part 3)
"Excuse me, has your mother always had this palm-shaped scar?"

Reiko Asakawa couldn't help asking.

"Scar?" The middle-aged woman came over, and couldn't help being taken aback when she saw the palm print on the throat of her mother's corpse.

"Absolutely not before! But... Maybe it's because I'm too old, so I have a skin disease," she said.

It's just a palm-shaped scar, which is a kind of skin disease. People die naturally, not homicide, so it doesn't make any sense to dwell on this scar.

Reiko Asakawa couldn't help but look at the palm print scar on the corpse's neck a few more times.

If the location of the scar will keep moving up, when the scar on my chest appears on my neck, does it mean that I will die?

Tong Yuliu, who was at the side, took a step forward and asked, "Excuse me, did Mrs. Gu Guan mention anything specifically before she was alive?"

"This... Actually, my mother has been a little delirious since a while ago." The middle-aged woman said: "But my mother loves her grandson, that is, my son, because my son was suddenly diagnosed with kidney problems. I was still matching for a while... At that time, my mother couldn't remember anything clearly, but she kept asking how my child was doing. She always said that she had already made an agreement with her, and that if the match was successful, she must be used. body to save the child, as if she knew she would be a match."

"And then?" Asakawa Reiko asked immediately.

"Kengo has been taking care of my son in the hospital." The middle-aged woman said, "Not long after my mother passed away, there was news from Jianwu that only the mother was successfully matched."

"Agreement..."

After the two borrowed the keys to the apartment, they bid farewell and left.

"It seems that Mrs. Guguan also expressed her wish to that mysterious woman," Reiko Asakawa said.

If sacrificing himself can make Yang Yi live a happy life, maybe sacrifice is not unacceptable.

"Probably an evil god." Kiryu Yiliu didn't think this kind of sacrifice was necessary: ​​"Just like Mrs. Guguan, even if the kidney matching is successful, it doesn't have to pay the price of life."

If you fulfill your wish, you will lose your life. This is not an exchange of equal value, but evil gods and demons killing their lives.

While chatting, they had already reached the door of 202 and unlocked the door.

The blood painting was still on the wooden wall, and when they put their eyes on the painting, both of them felt deep malice.

Now they all felt that time was running out. The scar from the palm print on Reiko Asakawa's body would move to her neck at some point, maybe two or three days, or maybe just one day.

"I just know a painter, maybe he can help me analyze this painting." Reiko Asakawa took out her mobile phone and took a photo.

She called immediately and got a reply that she can meet now.

Driving to a coffee shop, the painter is already sitting in the coffee shop and waiting.

"Hello, Mr. Maehara," Reiko Asakawa greeted the painter, "I'm sorry to trouble you here."

The painter shook his head: "It's okay, actually I just got out of my child's school, fortunately you contacted me today, maybe tomorrow I will move to the countryside."

Asakawa Reiko asked, "Keiichi-kun, what happened to him?"

It seems that the relationship between the two is very familiar.

"The problem of fighting between some children." The painter rubbed his forehead, and could see that the situation was not as simple as he said.

The painter looked at Tongyu Yiliu: "You are Kiryu-san, right?"

"Yes" Kiryu Yiyu looked at Reiko Asakawa suspiciously, did she introduce herself on purpose?

Reiko Asakawa shook her head.

"Haha" Painter Maehara said with a smile: "It was introduced by Kirisaki-san. When we were chatting before, he once mentioned that you are his disciple, and I have seen your photos."

"I see."

I didn't expect to be an acquaintance of an acquaintance.

Since none of the three were strangers, the topic started immediately.

"This is the painting." Reiko Asakawa opened the photo album, put the phone on the table, and gently pushed the artist forward.

"It's the dark sky!"

Almost instantly, Maehara recognized the origin of the painting in front of him.

"Dark Sky? It sounds like the name of a god."

"That's right, it is indeed a god." Painter Maehara nodded: "You must have heard of her sister, called Jixiangtian."

Jixiangtian, a god introduced to Japan from India, is also called Jixiangtiannu. It is generally regarded as the god of happiness and wealth.

"The dark sky is said to be the complete opposite of the auspicious sky. You can think of it as the God of Poverty, the God of Calamity."

"god……"

"So, Painter Maehara, how did you recognize the dark sky? Do you have any picture books?"

Because the blood painting is too abstract, even the image of the "woman" relies on associations.

"No, I haven't seen a dark sky at all." Maehara shook his head: "The reason why this painting is determined to be a dark sky is because the style of this painting reminds me of a person. Painting is the transmission of people's emotions. Not only happiness, but if there is despair and grief in the heart, then the painting will give people the same feeling, and this painting has such a strong personal style."

"Which painter is it?"

"Ugetsu Shoen, a female painter during World War II." Maehara replied: "She is a single mother and lives with her daughter. Died in that bombing."

"Yuyue Shuangyuan, who lost her daughter, started to paint, and her paintings have a strong personal color. I have seen her other paintings, and they all have a similar spiritual impact to this painting, but each painting is different. Not as strong as the feeling that this painting brings.”

Kiryu Yiliu and Asakawa Reiko understood that the strong mental impact mentioned by Maehara's painter is probably the malice that finger painting brings to people.

Painter Maehara continued: "It is said that at the last moment of her life, she painted a painting called Dark Sky. That painting carried her strong despair. I never thought I would see it here."

Painter Maehara smiled wryly.

"You don't seem to want to see this painting?" Reiko Asakawa asked.

"Yes." Painter Maehara nodded: "As I said just now, the painting will carry the author's strong intentions, like the legendary dark sky, which will definitely touch people's hearts, which is nothing to ordinary people Good thing."

Don't touch things that are unknown. I didn't expect Maehara to be unexpectedly principled. It's really surprising that such a person would be friends with that folklorist Mizuaki Mizuaki.

The door of the cafe opened, and a boy walked in.

"Dad, it's time to go."

"Sorry, I have to go." Painter Maehara smiled apologetically and got up to leave.

"Keiichi, I've already built a house in Hinamizawa, and now I'm moving there, it's probably possible to move in."

The father and son left the coffee shop, their voices getting smaller and smaller.

Asakawa Reiko turned to look at Kiryu Yuyu.

"If it's really a dark sky, I'm sure I can't do anything about it," Tongyu Yiliu said, "It's just a painter's work. Since it's going to kill you, let me know it."

Worried, Kiryu Ryu called Teshima Kotaro.

"Hello, boss?" Teshima's voice sounded sick.

"what happened to you?"

"It seems to be sick, and I feel very uncomfortable." Tejima replied.

Kiryu Yiliu said: "Look in the mirror immediately, how is the scar on your palm?"

"Oh"

Tejima got up slowly, and Kiryu Yuyu could hear him move and the sound of the quilt being lifted.

"Boss!"

This time the voice suddenly became much more energetic.

He said in horror: "The scar is already covering the collarbone, and it's almost reaching my neck!"

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(End of this chapter)