Chapter 27: wrong killing rules

Chapter 27 The wrong law of killing

"Since the rules of killing monsters have been determined, there is no need to use the Doom Sketchpad."

Flynn suggested to Ivy.

Although no one has died from using the Doom Pad so far, it is best not to use the Doom Pad.

"Well, there is no need to use it anymore."

Ivy nodded, something like the doom drawing board is naturally not used if it is not used.

The two walked out of the house. Outside, more than a dozen police officers in charge of vigilance were already looking terrified, and Jumana had already told them that they might have been targeted by monsters.

Seeing Fei Lin and Ivy coming out, more than a dozen people gathered around, looking hopeful.

They know that the only people who can protect them now are Fei Lin and Ivy.

"How many people in total have had close contact with a dead body?"

Ivy asked.

"There are more than 20 people in total."

Jumana did a mental calculation and replied.

"Let people take away the corpses inside. All those who have had close contact with the corpses of yesterday and today will be gathered in this house tonight."

Ivy made an order.

"Want to stay in this house tonight?"

Hearing that he was going to stay in this house tonight, many people looked embarrassed.

This is a house where people died. Staying in such a house for the night, even the police officers who think they are more daring, can't help but feel a little infiltrating.

"It's okay not to stay overnight. Who of you has a house nearby, preferably one big enough to accommodate more than 20 people?"

Seeing the taboos of these people, Fehling asked.

"Me, my place is nearby and it's big enough."

A middle-aged male police officer raised his hand and said.

"Then everyone will spend the night with you tonight, and let your family temporarily stay at a relative's house or rent a hotel outside."

Flynn said.

"Okay, okay."

The middle-aged male police officer quickly agreed.

At night, more than twenty people gathered in the living room of a house.

Some of them sat on the sofa, some on chairs, and some on the ground.

Too many people and not enough chairs for them.

These people are those who have been in contact with the bodies of yesterday or today. Most of them are police officers, and there are also a few ordinary people.

In another room next to the living room, Fei Lin and Ivy sat in the room, always paying attention to the situation in the living room.

Beside them is the doom board covered with cloth.

"I wonder if it will come?"

Felin thought to himself.

The more than twenty people who had been in contact with the corpse were all gathered together, but any normal person would have noticed the abnormality among them.

If the monster has high intelligence, it must be able to detect abnormality and guess it is a trap, so it will not appear.

It’s not that they didn’t take this into consideration, it’s just that there are only two of them, and it’s impossible to protect these people separately.

As for dispatching manpower to the Security Bureau, it is not realistic. It is impossible to dispatch so many manpower for such a mission.

Now I just hope that the monster's intelligence is not too high, I can't see that this is a trap.

Time passed a little bit, and the monster had not yet appeared, and everyone was getting more and more tormented.

Feelin looked at Ivy, who was not wearing a skirt but trousers to show her slender legs for convenience, and asked after a moment of hesitation.

"Do you think monsters have other rules for killing?"

"Other rules of killing?"

Ivy raised her head to look at Fei Lin, her cold face showed a thoughtful look, and asked.

"What's your opinion?"

"Nick Demps is a person who has been in close contact with a corpse, but he is also the first person to discover and touch a corpse. The monster is staring at their family. Could it be related to this?"

"It's me, open the door."

Ivy's voice sounded outside the house.

"It's Miss Ivy, it's Miss Ivy and they're back."

A false alarm, Zhumana came to the door and opened it.

Outside the door, Ivy and several people walked in.

In addition to the short and thin man before, there are also two old people and a young woman, who should be the family of the short and thin man.

"No?"

Felin put away the mysterious gun, followed Ivy into the inner room, looked at Ivy and asked.

"Well, I checked the entire residence, and there really isn't, just in case, I brought someone here."

Ivy frowned slightly.

"It seems that my previous guess was wrong."

Felin's brows were also slightly wrinkled.

The guess is wrong, the target of the monster is still those who have touched the corpse, is that really true?

His eyes fell on the doom drawing board next to him, he hesitated for a moment and said.

"I still don't think it's right. I'm going to use the doom palette to search."

"It's best not to use this kind of thing, do you want to wait for a while?"

Ivy knew the danger of this kind of thing, and didn't really want to use the doom drawing board, so she said.

"I'm not going to wait any longer. Anyway, the worst people who have used it so far are only serious injuries."

Fehling shook his head, reached out and picked up the doom board, and lifted the cloth covering it.

Take a piece of white paper and clip it to the doom board.

Then, he picked up a piece of clothing from the side and brought it close to the doom board.

This dress was taken from the dead Nick Demps, and it must have caught the breath of that monster.

唰—

As the clothes get closer to the Doom Artboard, the white paper above the Doom Artboard changes.

A large number of oil paint colors appeared out of thin air on the white paper, mixed with each other, as if someone scribbled all these paints on it.

The change has only just begun.

The paint on the white paper seemed to be alive and moved on the white paper.

With the movement, the original random graffiti gradually took shape, and objects such as tables and chairs appeared.

Finally, an interior oil painting appeared on the white paper.

There are dining tables, chairs, gas lamps on the ceiling, etc.

And under the table, there was a sleeping dog with white fur.

"Are the monsters here?"

Fehling looked at the oil painting. There was no monster in the oil painting, but the monster was probably in the place where the oil painting was drawn at this time.

"It should have something to do with someone outside."

Ivy leaned forward to watch, because she was too close, and the scent of shampoo wafted from her long blue hair.

"Take it outside and ask."

Feeling was about to pick up the oil painting, took it outside, and asked aloud.

"Which of you has an impression of this place?"

Hearing Fei Lin's question, more than 20 people in the living room outside immediately came together and looked at the oil painting in Fei Lin's hands.

"I don't know."

"I don't know either."

A lot of people shook their heads and stepped aside to make room for others to watch.

"This, this is my house!"

Suddenly, a young policewoman in a police uniform panicked.

The picture painted in the oil painting is a picture of her restaurant.

(end of this chapter)