Chapter 290 Painting, Three People, Green

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Yi Lin and Xing Fei left the TV station as quickly as possible.

Perhaps only he himself can understand the true meaning of that sentence "forget it".

when leaving.

Xing Fei pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, still unwilling.

"That's it for us?"

"if not?"

"'Green' let them kill like this!"

Yi Lin smiled slightly: "Don't forget this main mission."

"Um?"

"The main task is to kill Green, but it doesn't mean that you must kill Green yourself. In other words, this can be regarded as a team task. No matter who kills Green, everyone can complete the task at the same time. It is nothing more than a task. The ratings are different."

"What I want is this task evaluation!" Xing Fei was heartbroken and regretful.

Oh drink?

This kid is quite ambitious, isn't he?

Yi Lin looked at Xing Fei high for a moment.

He had already noticed that when Xing Fei came up, he had a pair of pure white gloves on his hands.

Although on the way, Xing Fei had quietly hidden the gloves.

That weird glove is probably related to Xing Fei's ability.

Moreover, Yi Lin also noticed that there was a strange mark on the ground at the entrance of the TV station. The texture of the ground gives people a very unharmonious feeling, which is incompatible with the normal ground.

Although he said it, Xing Fei didn't hesitate in his actions, and the two returned to the door of Judy's hotel.

After counting the time, Yi Lin said: "If that 'Green' is really the goal of the mission, then we should be notified that the mission is completed by now."

Xing Fei nodded. In fact, he also thought of this, and said, "Indeed. So, that 'Green' is not the Green we are looking for."

"The real main mission can't be that simple. In the entire TV station, the people they killed didn't have the slightest resistance. Even on the surface, no one in this small town had the slightest resistance. Don't you think, as a test, the overall combat effectiveness of this town is too weak?"

Xing Fei was taken aback.

What Erin said made sense.

And it shouldn't go unnoticed.

suddenly.

Xing Fei remembered the experience of last night, the experience that scared him so much that he couldn't sleep all night, his brows frowned, and the mirrors of his glasses flicked and lit up, very wise.

"Could it be... night!"

"Oh, that's right. If you guessed correctly, night is the time of real danger."

Erin came to a conclusion.

Xing Fei lowered his head and muttered: "That is to say, the real goal of the main mission...Green, only appears at night? What the hell is this setting?"

"However..." Yi Lin's voice changed: "It may not necessarily be safe during the day."

Xing Fei slowly made a question mark.

Yi Lin smiled: "That woman has the ability to assassinate, pay attention to the shadows around her."

In an instant, Xing Fei was so frightened that a chill ran down his spine, and he breathed a cold air: "Assassination?"

While talking, Xing Fei subconsciously looked at the shadow behind him, stared at it for a while, saw that the shadow was not twisting around strangely, and then whispered: "Isn't it? Didn't we not provoke them?"

"Oh, who knows?"

After the two returned to Judy's hotel, Judy extended a warm welcome to Yi Lin and invited her into the room.

Yi Lin politely expressed that she was exhausted and in poor condition, and needed to rest.

Judy understood in seconds, men are always tired. So Judy implicitly expressed regret.

At this moment, Yi Lin remembered the painting that was torn in two... "Starry Sky".

So he asked Judy: "Does your son like painting very much?"

Judy pouted.

I feel that this man, mentioning his son at such a time, is a bit of a disgrace.

But Judy still nodded: "I like it, but I don't know what he is painting all day, it's weird,

I don't like making friends either. By the way, how do you know? "

"Guess. Hehe."

After speaking, Yi Lin went upstairs.

After not sleeping all night, and having been busy for a while during the day, Yi Lin was also a little sleepy, so she called Bai Xiaoyi out, kept a watch in the room, and took a nap on the bed with her eyes closed.

Although his attribute values ​​are much higher than ordinary humans, he is still human after all, and human beings cannot avoid eating and sleeping.

When the situation is not clear, for the sake of safety, it is safer to let Bai Xiaoyi watch.

After squinting for a while, Yi Lin woke up in a daze. Seeing that her psionic energy had been consumed a lot, she put away Bai Xiaoyi and silently recovered her psionic energy.

In a trance, he remembered that he seemed to have a dream when he was sleeping. But after waking up, Yi Lin couldn't remember anything.

Yi Lin felt refreshed.

When I went downstairs, I happened to see Judy all dressed up, ready to go out.

Yi Lin was taken aback, and couldn't help asking: "Judy, are you going out?"

Zhu Di gave Yi Lin a blank look. I hate it, but it's not because of you that people can't get up or down.

But she naturally wouldn't say what was in her heart, so she said casually: "Go to the neighbor's house to visit."

From the eyes of the townspeople, everyone is a neighbor. Anyway, the town is small and there is nothing wrong with it.

"What about the hotel?"

"Oh, anyway, there are no other guests besides you. By the way, I heard that something happened on the TV station, so don't run around. It would be bad if you treat him as someone suspicious."

Andy remembered this incident and kindly reminded him.

"clear."

Yi Lin agreed.

They are suspicious characters.

After Judy left.

Yi Lin was free, so she rummaged around behind the counter to see if she could find any clues.

At this moment, Yi Lin raised her head again and looked at the lucky totem named "Green" hanging on the wall.

After thinking about it, Yi Lin took out the blood jasmine and poked it hard on the totem while there was no one around.

pop.

broken.

There is an extra hole in the totem.

But nothing else special happened.

"No surprises."

In fact, to be honest, Yi Lin hoped that something would happen after this knife.

After all, the beginning of this dungeon is a bit dull.

It was so plain that Yi Lin was not used to it.

Yi Lin nodded and put away the knife with her normal expression.

beep beep——

at this time.

There was a piercing sound of horns outside.

"Oh, here we come."

A child with brown curly hair walked into the hotel with a schoolbag on his back.

The little boy took a closer look and found a strange man with an unfriendly face standing where Judy usually was. He was taken aback for a moment, and then asked timidly, "Where's Zhu, where is Judy?"

"Your mother said she went to a neighbor's house."

"oh."

Allen nodded, running out to play at this time is indeed Judy's style.

Thinking of this, Allen walked into the room on the first floor by himself, sat down on the dining table silently, took out an unpainted picture and a box of crayons from his schoolbag, and started to draw seriously .

rustle——

It's quiet all around.

In the entire hotel, there seemed to be only the sound of Alan's immature hands holding the crayon tightly and scratching hard on the paper.

In fact, Xing Fei's snoring sounded from time to time upstairs, but Yi Lin chose to ignore it.

rustle——

Allen is still drawing.

To be honest.

Allen really has no talent for drawing.

Yi Lin stood silently behind Allen, without saying a word.

After looking at it for a long time and racking his brains, he could barely see that there should be three people drawn by Alan with a brush.

A woman, a child, a man.

The proportions are a little off.

The head is so big and protruding, normally speaking, it is difficult to associate it with a "person" at a glance.

It might be more appropriate to describe it as a big-headed monster.

No wonder Judy says her son's drawings are "weird".

This comment is very pertinent and does not contain moisture.

Allen carefully finished drawing the big-headed monster, thought for a while, and drew two exaggerated and distorted smiling faces on the faces of the woman and the child.

knock off.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his "work" with satisfaction.

He even wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with his hands covered with various colors of crayons, as if doing so would make him feel harder and harder.

"Judy hasn't come back yet."

Allen talked to himself.

He turned around and found a person standing behind him at some point, his hair stood on end in fright, and he let out a scream. But soon, Allen spread his hands vigorously, posing in the posture of a hen guarding a chick, and guarded the painting he had drawn with great difficulty behind his back, as if protecting his own child.

"You, you, when did you come?"

"It's been a long time." Yi Lin smiled, trying to make herself look more kind: "The painting is not bad."

"Really?" Allen's eyes lit up: "Judy always said that I can't draw well."

"That's her lack of vision."

"Hmm..." Allen nodded subconsciously, and then became vigilant again, looked at Yi Lin, shook his head and said, "Don't say that about Judy, Judy is not a bad person."

Oh, good boy.

Yi Lin touched Alan's curly brown hair.

Allen originally wanted to dodge subconsciously, but for some reason, when he wanted to dodge, that hand had already rubbed up. Allen didn't notice the other party's malice, and couldn't avoid it, so he had no choice but to accept the other party's actions.

But this uncle said that I draw well?

Thinking about it this way, Allen was not so entangled.

My drawing is really good?

Thinking about it again, this strange uncle who looked a little scary was not so scary anymore.

Seeing that the vigilance in the child's eyes had faded a bit, Yi Lin was very satisfied with her communication skills, so she asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Alan."

"Alan, what you drew is a family of three?"

As soon as he talked about his paintings, Allen became energetic. He didn't seem to care about the fact that the strange Shushu in front of him was a stranger.

He pointed vigorously at the flat painting on the table, pointed at the woman in a skirt with red lips, and said, "This is Judy."

Soon he pointed to the short child in the middle: "This is Allen."

When he pointed his finger at the adult who didn't draw his face, he hesitated for a moment and didn't speak.

Yi Lin was silent for a moment, although she felt that she was a bit cruel, but for the sake of information, she still asked: "Is he your father?"

Allen pursed his thin lips tightly, and twisted the corner of the table with his fingers... He didn't twist.

After a while.

Allen whispered, "He's Green."

Yi Lin's pupils suddenly shrank.

at the same time.

Somewhere in Greentown.

A residential house.

It was a mess inside.

A man lay in a pool of blood, his body crushed into a sickly state.

inside the house.

Fifty-six and seventy-three, a man and a woman, were smoking silently on the sofa next to the corpse.

Beside him, the strong Bashi was lying on a woman with scars all over his body. Like an engine, the piston roared and spiraled up to the sky.

clap clap clap -

The woman's cry became weaker and weaker, and suddenly she screamed, completely silent.

"Ah, why is it broken? This bone can't stand the toss, right?"

in the corner.

A girl in a white dress, from beginning to end, witnessed the scene where her father was smashed to the ground with a hammer and her mother was beaten to death, her eyes were bloodshot and frightened.

suddenly.

She exhausted all her strength, struggled to get up from the corner, and fled from the house suddenly.

Bashi looked at the back of the girl running away, and didn't care. He laughed and got up from the twisted corpse under him: "Ah, I ran away."

With a sullen face, Fifty-Six firmly pressed the cigarette butt on the wet and sticky "meat pie" on the ground, and extinguished it vigorously.

"Eighty-one, to tell you the truth, I've always disliked your taste."

Qishisan raised his hand with a cold expression: "I agree."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you guys don't understand. The more experience you have with this thing, the better. The beauty of a young woman, who knows who uses it. Younger...you still look confused when you slap her ass. It's a pity that as the strength attribute gets better The higher the level, the less people can withstand the toss.”

"Oh, by the way, Seventy-Three, you are a woman, you really don't understand. Heh, I'm going to take a shower, and after I'm done, we'll discuss how to complete the main task."

After finishing speaking, Bashi grinned, showing a hearty smile, while humming an unknown song, he walked towards the bathroom.

Hearing this, the corners of Seventy-San's mouth curled up slightly.