Chapter 196

I stood where I was, not looking back immediately, but quickly finishing my clothes.

I don't know if other people will have this feeling suddenly. Once I had a sudden chill, but I never took it seriously. But since I came into contact with Wen chuyang, I know that this inexplicable shivering is actually because there are things around you, and then because of your sensitive constitution, I feel the chill on him.

After finishing my clothes, I slowly turned my head, hoping that it would not be a monster face. Although I'm used to it, it doesn't mean that I can accept that horrible thing.

Fortunately, when I turned around, I saw a young girl.

And this face, I am really familiar with, because of a painting, it is deeply engraved in my mind.

"It's you." I looked at her as like as two peas in the picture, even the red lips of the flame.

The girl stood, no, floating, not far away from me, staring at me, but she didn't mean to speak.

When I looked at her, I suddenly remembered something.

I remember the first time I came to Baishou studio, Baishou handed me a sheet, I jokingly put it on my head, but in the photo taken by Baishou, there was a vague ghost in it.

I turned back to look for the photo, took it to compare carefully, but heard the girl suddenly said to me: "that's not me."

I looked at the picture and it wasn't her.

"What can I do for you?" I put down the picture and asked calmly.

"I just wanted to tell you not to dig any deeper." The girl looked at me coldly, with no expression on her face.

"I don't know what you mean." I looked at the girl, "was killed, do not want to be able to avenge the snow?"

"It was an accident." The girl looked at me, the expression is still cold, "I love him, even if I die, I still love him. He is more important than anything in my heart. So I don't want you to go any further. I'm fine now. I can see him every day, and he can also look at my portrait and remember our original beauty. "

The girl said, the original cold expression with a trace of temperature and smile, that kind of eyes is only in love with the little girl will look up and like.

It seems that she really likes her teacher until she dies.

"Did you let song Daqi see you?" I asked.

"Yes." The girl replied very simply, "he was not qualified to use the studio, but the studio has been empty, and he took the initiative to apply, and was allowed to paint in it."

"But he seems to be very dissatisfied with his inspiration. He always paints and tears. In the end, he smashed things. That's why he found the secret in the wall and my pile of bones. "

"I suddenly thought that if he could paint me on the painting, my soul would be attached to the painting. Would I have a chance to see my teacher?"

"So I let him see me. The fool thought he was inspired by a pile of bones."

"But I was also surprised that the painting won the first prize. As a result, he thought he was very good at this aspect of creation. In this year's competition, he wanted to continue the previous style, but he couldn't draw it. So he caught those women and killed a student. That's pathetic. "

The girl said and sneered twice, which was the end of my question and explanation.

"The man who bought that painting is your teacher." I looked at her and asked.

"So I'm fine now! Very satisfied! Don't ruin my happiness That girl said, immediately used the threatening eyes and tone to me, and suddenly came forward, floated to my front, said darkly: "mind your own business, life can live longer."

I looked at this crazy ghost in front of me and sighed in my heart.

I just stare at her and don't speak, don't promise her, don't promise her.

At this time, the door was knocked from the outside.

"Millard, have you changed it?" White head some anxious ground asks a way.

"All right." He turned to the door and said, when the white head pushed the door, the ghost disappeared.

"Why do you spend so much time." White head recites to come in, see my face is not very good, then ask, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing. Damn it." I said, raised my hand, looked at the ghost on the photo, and thought, who is this!

"Which ghost?" White head nervously looked around, "are you ok?"

"Well, it's OK. She just came to warn me not to meddle So I told Bai Shou what she had just said to me.

White head listen to a Leng a Leng of, finally unexpectedly gave me a thumbs up, excitedly said: "Mirena, a famous detective also!"

what the hell! I think his excitement after listening is a bit wrong!

"Well, are we still in charge of this?" The white head asked me.

"How?" I amusingly looked at him and asked, "we have no material evidence and no human evidence. Can we say that the ghost admitted it?"

"Then it doesn't matter?" Bai Shou said with disappointment.

"We don't care. We don't have the ability to manage. Let's leave these things to the police uncle, and trust their ability to handle cases. What we can think of, they will also think that the teacher will be found out sooner or later. " I face white head, said with a smile.

"So it is." Bai Shou nodded with approval, "let's concentrate on painting in the future."

"If you don't take the first place this time, you're sorry for all the dangers we've been in." I laughed and put the ghost photo on the table. "Let's go. It's getting dark. I have to go back to my bedroom."

I think it's better to go along with some things. So I don't have to worry too much about who the ghost in this picture is, why she appears here, and whether it's the same female ghost who wants to strangle me in the back garden.

"I'll treat you to dinner." Out of the studio door, white head said.

"Yes I happily agreed, "I have been working so hard this afternoon, you have to treat me to a big meal!"

"No problem!" Bai Shou agreed with a smile.

When I went back to my bedroom after dinner, Fang Fang was typing in her notebook. I was shocked by the speed of typing.

"Fang Fang, you started to write novels, too?" I asked curiously.