Chapter 1840

Cloud painting did not answer the question of Song Ci.

There was silence in the car.

Qin Mo also looked at Xiangyun painting.

Song Ci, a little surprised, stopped the car and looked back at the cloud painting.

Several people are waiting for cloud painting to open.

After a moment, the cloud painting finally began to speak, "follow the route I said..."

Song Ci three people are very surprised.

Sometimes, it's not very sensitive for her to remember the route when she is lost.

In the past, she only talked about the destination, and Song Ci found out how to get there.

But today, she has to take the initiative to guide the way, not to mention where the destination is

Song Ci even worried about whether she would point the wrong way.

The car drove more and more deviated from the original route, later, simply out of S City, all the way south.

Is this going to n city?

But now look at the time, it is more than 11 o'clock in the evening. It will take at least two hours to get to n city. It will be midnight when we arrive.

"Do you really want to go? It's so late. Can't we go tomorrow? " Song Ci asked.

Yun Hua shook his head. "Go now."

Song sighed and started the car.

Not long after leaving, Yunhua received a call from Ji Changqing asking where she was coming from.

Yun Hua confessed, but did not dare to tell the truth. He made up a reason to fool the past, and Ji Changqing didn't ask much.

After that, cloud painting didn't talk much all the way.

The car drove all the way to n city. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

Cloud painting shows the way, not into the city, but to the east of n city

Along the way, I passed through many villa areas, not only villa areas, but also factory areas. Finally, I went to a remote place where there were no street lights

"Wait till daylight." Song Ci said, "sleep for two or three hours, no matter what you do, it's not bad for this moment."

Cloud painting was silent for a long time, and finally agreed.

Song Ci wanted to find a hotel, but Yunhua refused to let him. Several people made do in the car. Song Ci, Qin Mo and Qin Yan were on duty in turn. Yun Hua was lying on the back seat with his eyes closed, but he couldn't sleep at all.

The light was dim.

Song Ci drove a few people to find a small town, had breakfast in the town, and then drove along the route designated by cloud painting.

The scenery during the day and at night is totally different.

It's dark at night. It's remote and frightening. During the day, the scenery is very beautiful.

The car went all the way.

When several people finally stood at the gate of Dongshan sanatorium in n city, Song Ci and Qin Yan were surprised that they had not taken the wrong path all the time, and the final destination was here?

Qin Mo, however, has completely widened his eyes.

Here

as like as two peas in 3D model.

cloud painting as like as two peas of a model that has been spent several hours, looks like the real N City Dongshan sanatorium.

What's going on?

Is it true that cloud painting has been here?

No, no, no, I can't remember clearly if I've been here alone, and it's impossible to put the models together without thinking. Only people who are very familiar with it can we put together the models here.

But

Even very familiar people, it is difficult to spell out the model here without thinking. The reason is very simple. Even if the building in your daily residential area is made into a model of fragmented parts, without any label and nothing, it is almost impossible for you to put the model together independently and completely, let alone be as skilled as cloud painting.

When cloud paintings put together that model, it was like It's like every detail of the building is deeply engraved in her mind. She doesn't have to think about it. She can know where the pieces belong

Qin Mo didn't understand. When did she get familiar with it?

She hasn't even been here!

Qin Mo's questions are destined to be unanswered.

It's seven thirty in the morning.

Yunhua stood at the gate of Dongshan sanatorium in n city, with calm eyes and no expression on his face.

Slowly she reached out and pushed open the door of the sanatorium.

The gate of the sanatorium is similar to the carved gate of an ordinary villa. It is not locked, but it is merged together. Even the bolt is not put on. When you push it by hand, the wheel at the foot of the gate opens towards both sides with two gates.

Song Ci left a heart, let Qin Yan stay at the door, the car also stopped at the door. It's strange that there is no guard in such a large sanatorium, and the gate is also open. It's strange that we can't be careless.

Even according to the idea of Song Ci, cloud painting should not be allowed to enter at this moment. But obviously, it's impossible not to let cloud painting go. If she can wait until this morning, her patience may have reached the limit.Together with Qin Mo, he followed cloud painting inward.

Song Ci is not too much feeling, Qin Mo is more and more scared.

3D as like as two peas as like as two peas in the model, all of them are exactly the same as the model. No, it should be said that the model's opening mode is almost completely reduced according to the real scale, and every detail is the same.

Now no longer aware of the problem, Qin Mo is blind to her IQ.

Ordinary 3D model toys are made from the models of buildings familiar to the public. Who will make such models in such a mental hospital?

Obviously, this model is specially made for cloud painting.

People who make and send models must know that cloud paintings can easily spell out models, but How does the other party know?

How can others know something that is totally groundless and shows no sign?

Qin Mo was puzzled.

Office building.

Cloud painting step by step.

The rooms on the first floor are mainly medical rooms. There are few people at the moment. It's understandable that it's only 7:30. The work in this sanatorium is not tense. It's normal to go to work at more than 8:00 and 9:00.

However, the people in charge of nursing and canteen must go to work.

The cloud painting went up to the second floor.

Room by room.

In the innermost room on the second floor, there is a woman sitting in front of the computer with her back to the window. A form is displayed on the computer, which should be working.

"Do you want to ask..." Qin Mo spoke in a low voice.

Yunhua did not say anything, but went on to the next room.

On the third floor, in the administrative office, there are two people. One is sleeping on a chair. On the table is a breakfast of soybean milk and fried dough sticks. The other is also sitting in front of the computer, as if processing documents.

On the fourth floor, one is the dean's office. The door is closed. There is no window on the corridor side, so you can't see the situation inside. The other is the reception room for family members. The location near the corridor is a large window. You can see clearly that there is no one in it. It is also true that in such an early morning, no family members will come.

"To the dean?" Song Ci asked in a low voice.

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