Chapter 1839

Yunhua came to the hospital bed.

Standing, staring straight at the empty hospital bed.

The hospital bed is an iron bed, the paint on it has peeled off, and many places are rusty. The blue sheet on the bed is nothing from a distance, but if you look at it closely, there are stains all over it.

The quilts rolled up and put on the bed were also filthy, but because of the blue background, it was not clear that the pieces were dirty.

Yunhua stood in front of the hospital bed for a long time.

Qin Mo is guarding the door, while Song Ci looks at the room carefully.

Nothing unusual

So, what is cloud painting looking at?

I'm afraid no one knows but herself.

A few minutes later, as Song Ci became more and more nervous, Yun Hua finally turned around and walked out of the door of 318.

Qin Mo wants to ask what, but look at the face of cloud painting, she resolutely shut up, or do not ask anything.

Then, Qin Mo yuan thought that cloud painting was going to go downstairs, but unexpectedly, she walked to room 319 next to her.

This time, the state of cloud painting is even worse than before.

Her whole body, up and down, exuded a chilling anger, a breath that could not be suppressed at all.

Qin Mo even felt a little cold.

She has always known that cloud painting is not as soft as it looks on the surface, but when she is really in full swing, Qin Mo still can't stand it

This kind of cloud painting is too cold to be close to.

It can even produce a feeling of fear.

Yunhua has been standing in front of ward 319 for a longer time

Qin Mo couldn't help but take a look through the window of 319 ward door.

"EH."

Qin Mo was a little surprised.

Song Ci Lian asked, "what's the matter?"

Qin Mo pointed to the window on the door of room 319 and said, "there are people in it. I thought there was no one on the third floor. However, it seems that it is not a patient... "

Without waiting for Qin Mo to finish, Song Ci immediately stepped forward to see it.

Looking inside from the small window on the door, you can't see people, because in the middle of the room, there is a thin curtain which blocks the prying eyes of outsiders. However, the shadow of people inside the curtain is reflected from the curtain. People can't see, but the shadow can be seen clearly.

The image reflected from the curtain is a man with his hands open as if he were learning to fly a bird

Which psychopath is this?

It's no surprise. All the people in this room are insane. Some imitate mushrooms, some imitate plants, and some imitate birds. This one may be imitating birds.

Qin Mo and Song Ci didn't think much about it. At this time, cloud painting reached out and wanted to push the door.

Song Ci immediately responded, blocking the cloud painting, "there are people in it."

Yunhua takes a look at Song Ci.

This one eye, cool through.

Song Ci was even a look at the heart suddenly one, breathing some stagnation.

"Really going in?" He asked with some difficulty.

Yunhua didn't answer, didn't even nod or shake his head, just firmly reached out to push the door.

"I'll do it!" Song Ci said quickly.

Then, he gently opened the door of 319's ward

Mental patients are very unstable. You don't know when they are quiet or when they suddenly become angry.

Of course, the safest way is not to act rashly.

But now, cloud painting has come in.

Song Ci gives Qin Mo a look, Qin Mo nods cautiously.

The next second, song Jifei quickly pulled the curtain.

He meant to open the curtain, but he didn't expect it was not fixed well. He pulled it so suddenly that it fell down.

Qin Mo took the cloud painting back a few steps at the first time to avoid being covered by the curtain, and Song Ci's reaction was very fast. When the curtain fell, he reached for a roll and rolled it up directly.

Although in the process of rolling, it was inevitable that the curtain covered the head and lost sight, but this situation lasted for a very short time. Soon, Song Ci rolled up the curtain and showed his head.

He stood in the face of cloud painting and Qin Mo, with his back to the people inside.

So when he rolled away the curtain that covered his vision, what he saw for the first time was not the man behind him who had been hiding behind the curtain to learn how to fly. What he saw first was cloud painting and Qin Mo's face.

The face of cloud painting is as gloomy as before, and the feeling of storm is coming.

What really makes Song Ci's heart beat is Qin Mo's expression.

Qin Mo's eyes suddenly widened, a face full of shock, shocked to her can not maintain their emotions!These ideas are slow to say, but actually very fast.

Song Ci is lifting the curtain to see the expression on Qin Mo's face, and then he turns his head to look at the man behind him who is learning to fly a bird. The whole process may be less than 2 seconds!

In the moment of turning around, Song Ci was also confused.

This is

What is this?

It's not accurate to say that. It's really a person, but

Song Ci can't even describe the picture that his eyes see. It's so My wife is so bloody and strange!

This man, kneeling on his knees with his arms outstretched, has a very thin silk thread hanging from the ceiling at his wrist, so that his arms can be opened like the wings of a bird.

Because the silk thread that hung his arms by his wrists was too thin, they could not see the silk thread when they were just across the curtain. They could only see his arms open, as if he were learning to fly a bird.

Previously, they didn't even realize that this man was a dead man. They thought that he had taken the initiative to open his arms and imitate the bird

But that's nothing.

Further down,

"on the ground It's What is it? " Qin Mo felt his stomach churning and almost vomiting.

Song Ci's face is very wonderful.

There are three words on the ground: for you, Hua!

Song Ci only felt the whole body tight.

Any man will feel chilly when he sees this scene

Who is so abnormal? It's not enough to kill and skin, but also to turn people into eunuchs

This picture is too powerful and too painful.

Although Song Ci was not afraid, he felt sick.

How could the murderer have such a bad taste? It's really

But what worried him even more was the message left by the killer with the unspeakable part of the dead: for you, Hua!

What does that mean?

For you, painting?

Finally, although Hua is Pinyin, Song Ci will never think much about it. It must be said that it is a painting of cloud painting.

Is this painting for clouds?

But Why?

It doesn't make sense.

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