Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 434 Jiangkou
Eguchi Kaoru was stunned for a moment and did not react: "Huh?"

"Where did you hear that sentence?"

The man repeated it again.

Eguchi Kaoru looked up and found that his father's face was full of caution and paranoia.

She opened her mouth, but didn't say anything yet.

The man slapped the table and shouted loudly: 'Me! ask! you! If so, can’t you hear it! answer me! Eguchi Kaoru. '

Eguchi Kaoru's mother was silent beside her, looking like she was turning a blind eye.

Eguchi Kaoru was silent for a moment, and immediately told the man the origin of this sentence: "This was found on the body of the deceased in the school. I heard it by chance."

"Damn it."

The man grabbed his hair and pulled hard.

Eguchi Kaoru looked at his father. He seemed to have transformed from a successful man in a suit to a beast.

"Father? Father!"

Eguchi Kaoru shouted.

But the man didn't react at all. He kicked the chair away in a paranoid manner.

Pacing back and forth, muttering to himself: 'That painting must be that painting. '

That painting?
Eguchi Kaoru was a little confused as to what he meant.

However, she knew that this painting must be related to the recent serial killings.

However, she had no idea what the painting was.

At this time, the man suddenly looked at Eguchi Kaoru.

He rushed over like a wild beast and grabbed Eguchi Kaoru's shoulder.

"It hurts! It hurts!" Eguchi Kaoru yelled.

The man's palm seemed to be scratching bruises on Eguchi Kaoru's shoulders: "Hey, Kaoru. You must remember the words in that painting, you have seen it, right. Can you still remember it?" You can definitely remember it!”

Eguchi Kaoru shouted: "What kind of painting is it? I don't know it at all!"

"Impossible!" The man stared at Eguchi Kaoru, his empty eyes reflecting the girl's painful face: "Think about it, Kaoru. Think about it quickly, the code characters hidden in the portrait, these things are not Did you crack it?"

Eguchi Kaoru pushed the man away and backed away in panic.

The man fell to the ground, clutching his head as if in pain.

"I'm done eating."

Eguchi Kaoru left such words and quickly ran to his room.

She quickly twisted the buckle and unscrewed all the safety chains.

Then he slowly collapsed on the ground leaning against the door: "What on earth is it?" What painting? '

She muttered to herself, thinking hard.

However, I couldn't think of anything.

He stood up tiredly and threw himself on the bed.

She felt so exhausted that she didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

He was groggy, and his head was as heavy as a tattered clod mixed with water.

Soggy and muddy.

Eguchi Kaoru didn't know when he fell asleep.

She saw a little light emerging from the darkness, and in the distance of the light, a woman in a red dress stood there.

The woman just turned her face sideways, and her long hair covered most of it.

It was obvious that only a little bit of the lower jaw was exposed, but Eguchi Kaoru really felt that he saw a breathtaking beauty in that woman.

After people see it, they are reluctant to forget it.

She wanted to open her eyes wide and remember that woman's appearance firmly in her mind.

But his eyes were as heavy as lead pendants hanging on his eyelids.

Even if I try my best, I can't open it. Eguchi Kaorumo ran forward in a daze, stretching his arms vigorously, trying to grab the woman's clothes.

But the distance between women seems to be getting further and further away, as if they can never be touched.

All the nerves in his body seemed to have been nailed to death one by one, and he was completely unable to control his body.

She stared at the woman with all her strength and saw the pattern on the woman's skirt.

On the skirt, there is a faint and wonderful pattern.

"That's a word, that's what the dead said."

"What exactly is the pattern?"

Eguchi Kaoru couldn't understand, she wanted to remember.

But he suddenly shouted, trying to get the woman to stay.

I opened my eyes with all my strength, and what I saw was the sunny weather outside the window.

The crow stood on the branch and chirped, tilting his head and looking at her.

"So, is it already morning?"

Eguchi Kaoru murmured to herself, remembering what happened in her dream.

Xia Tingfei's imprint played a role in her memory, and she immediately took the phone and called Xia Tingfei.

"I found the source of that sentence."

"Oh?" Xia Tingfei raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect progress to be made so quickly.

"Yes -" Kaoru Eguchi was about to say it, but his mind suddenly went blank.

It turns out that I can't remember the memories in my dream.

"What?" Xia Tingfei urged.

"Painting!" After thinking for a long time, Eguchi Kaoru finally found this word from his memory: "Woman in a red dress!"

After saying this, Kaoru Eguchi couldn't remember what he had experienced in the dream.

Even the memory of last night was vaguely vague.

I just remember she had a fight with her father.

And Xia Tingfei over there had already hung up the phone.

After Eguchi Kaoru arranged her clothes, she waited until she finished washing.

She was ready to leave home with her schoolbag on her back.

"Xun? Don't you want to take a car?" her mother asked.

Kaoru Eguchi shook his head: 'Today, I'd better walk to school. Mother. '

As she said this, she left here under the woman's gaze.

Xia Tingfei also finished washing up and sent a text message to Sakuma Kiyome.

——The words left behind by the deceased are related to the portrait. It's the portrait of the woman in the red dress, and the source is Eguchi Kaoru. Doesn't your Sheriff's Department have any records of this kind of thing?

After Sakuma Seimea received this text message, she frowned deeply.

After searching quickly in the archives of the Sheriff's Bureau, she asked the administrator: 'Where are all the records of the portraits?' '

"Ah, you have already taken most of it." The old administrator said slowly, "Only a small part is still here."

With his hands behind his back, he walked to a corner and found a large cardboard box.

Sakuma Seimei couldn't wait to move the box to her office and found various files about the portraits.

Sure enough, as the administrator said, everything inside is of no value.

Such messy things as the paint composition of the portrait, the source of the canvas, even the frame, when it was formed, and even the artistic conception expressed in the painting. Finally, how much experience can be recorded by the buyer.

It can be said that it is of no use.

"That's wrong." Sakuma Seimei flipped through the records and found a familiar surname in it - Eguchi.

(End of this chapter)