Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

After Okiya Subaru followed Dr. Ali's house, he also stood behind Chi Feichi and watched as Chi Feichi finished retouching the maroon mark and the four corners of the canvas.

At the end, he finally understood where the 'mirror' Chi Feichi was talking about was.

The painting itself is a mirror broken in the middle.

The maroon trace that splits the painting obliquely is a crack in the mirror surface, and those blended pictures, after the cracks in the mirror surface and the light spots of light refraction are added, look like spaces in the mirror. twisted and intertwined, and cut by their respective sharp or hazy edges.

Conan witnessed the final changes in the painting, and he can probably imagine how surprised people would be when Chi Feichi turned those color blocks into various things before. I couldn't help but sigh, "It's amazing. Looking at it from a distance, the broken mirror surface looks more realistic, and the things on it become more obvious..."

Koshimizu Nanatsuki, Dr. Ari, Okiya Subaru, and Haibara Ai also stepped back, looking at the painting from a distance.

If you look at this painting too closely, you will see messy brush strokes, messy color blocks and lines, which makes people feel that their eyes will be stabbed blind.

But as long as you look at this painting at a normal viewing distance, you can clearly see the pictures in different spaces, and you can also see that it is a broken mirror.

When you look at it from a distance, the messy details of this painting become blurred, and the mirror surface looks more realistic, making people feel that there are more spaces hidden behind those spaces.

And those spaces are all distorted and blurred. When the idea of ​​"more hidden behind" appears, the fresh curiosity brought to people is far less than that of grotesque horror.

Seen close up, far away, partially, and overall, this painting is very weird and weird, and the feeling of various factors being kneaded together is also very attractive for people to savor carefully.

Okiya Subaru looked at it, and lowered his eyes to look at Conan beside him.

The glasses boy said that Mr. Chi's level of painting realistic paintings is not bad, but he did not say that Mr. Chi's paintings of other styles are also so good.

He didn't draw a rough draft in advance, so he just drew a pass, and finished such a mysterious and weird painting in one day. Even saying "great" is not enough to evaluate Mr. Chi's performance, he thinks that one sentence should be added——'not Human talent'.

That's not like something humans can do.

"I've been looking at this painting for a long time, and it really makes people feel a little uncomfortable," Hui Yuanai looked at the picture that seemed to be distorted, truncated and overlapping. The more he looked at it, the more awkward he felt, but his eyes could not help but stick to In the painting, pay attention to a painful figure in the sea of ​​fire, "The people who fell into the sea of ​​fire are very real, as if they are really struggling with life, and because they are separated by the mirror, people can't see them clearly...Falling into the sea of ​​fire Does it have any special significance?"

Chi Feichi also retreated to the side of a group of people to look at the painting, and replied truthfully, "No, in the morning I thought of red flower clusters, and as I was painting, I changed it to painting the sun, and when I painted again in the afternoon, I thought it was okay Changed it to a sea of ​​fire, and when I was painting, I thought of the dancing villain again."

Dr. A Li was dumbfounded, "Is it the 'dancing villain' in "Sherlock Holmes"?"

"It doesn't look like it's dancing, does it?" Hui Yuanai looked at the figure on the painting.

"When I painted it, my idea became a villain who was roasted by fire again," Chi Feichi added, seeing Koshimizu Nanatsuki and Conan staring directly at the figure in the painting, "Of course, there is no Hidden code."

Koshimizu Nanatsuki and Conan's thoughts were seen through, and they silently looked away.

There is no secret code in the villain, so there is no need to think about it...

"That is to say, Mr. Chi didn't think about what he wanted to paint before he finished the work, and his ideas changed at any time during the painting process?" Okiya Subaru asked curiously.

Chi Feichi nodded, "I can't help it, my thoughts keep changing, and it's hard for me to control it."

Okiya Subaru: "?"

I can't understand Mr. Chi's painting state.

This is probably "there is only a thin line between a genius and a madman".

"I'm going to call Dr. Fukuyama."

Chi Fei saw that it was past ten o'clock in the evening. He greeted the others, and took out his mobile phone to go to the sofa to make a call.

But as soon as Chi Feichi arrived at the sofa, everyone else followed.

Yueshui Nanatsuki sat on the sofa when Chi Feichi took his seat, and skillfully picked up Hui Yuanai in front of him, and put the little loli on his lap to hug her well.

After Chi Feichi sat down, Conan quickly took the seat on the other side of Chi Feichi.

Dr. Ali and Okiya Subaru naturally arrived behind the sofa and stood behind Chi Feichi.

After Chi Feichi sat down, he turned his head and looked around. He was speechless, but he didn't say anything. He used his mobile phone to call Fukuyama Zhiming.

There are people on the left, right, and behind who are ready to listen to his call, so why not stand alone in the space in front of him? This will completely surround him.

"Beep...beep..."

The phone rang twice, and was answered quickly, and Fukuyama Zhiming's energetic voice came out.

"Mr. Chi, good morning!"

"It's ten thirty in the evening in Japan, it's getting late."

Chi—used to raise the bar—Feichi.

"Hahaha..." Fukuyama Zhiming laughed heartily a few times, "I'm sorry, I thought of you just now, I didn't expect to receive your call just now, I'm so happy, I forgot that it's already night in Japan..."

Chi Feichi: "..."

They haven't seen each other for a while, Fukuyama Zhiming still thinks of him in the morning?

Fukuyama Zhiming asked again, "By the way, why did you think of calling me?"

"I've encountered a little problem recently," Chi Feichi said, "It's a mental problem."

"Ah...then wait a moment," Fukuyama Zhiming's rustling voice came from the other side, and soon there was the sound of pulling the drawer, "When I came to the United States, I also brought a photocopy of your hospitalization records... ..."

Chi Feichi: "..."

This miss makes people think carefully and frighten ×2.

"Interview record book... Okay, I found it," Fukuyama Zhiming heard the sound of flipping through the book, and said with a smile at the same time, "It seems that we haven't talked like this for a long time, and this booklet is also It's been a long time since I wrote..."

Chi Feichi was expressionless.

Thank you doctor, but he doesn't miss it.

"Of course, I'll be happy if I don't have to record anymore," Fukuyama Zhiming seemed to be recording, "Today is... By the way, what day is today?"

Chi Feichi had an ominous premonition in his heart, and his expression remained emotionless, "...July 12."

Fukuyama Zhiming immediately asked, "Then what about tomorrow?"

Chi Feichi: "..."

(｀□′)╯┴┴

Sure enough, it came!

He wanted to give him a diagnosis of "broken thinking" at most, but Dr. Fukuyama prepared him for a blow as soon as he came, and wanted to add a "time perception disorder" to him?

He has to reflect on himself, he shouldn't underestimate Dr. Fukuyama.

Not only is the Great Demon King not so easy to be calculated by him, even the impact of the crime of laziness is not a problem.

At this moment, he felt blood rushing to his brain, and those messy and sudden thoughts were completely blown away, making his brain extremely clear in an instant.

"Can you tell me, please?" Fukuyama Zhiming asked, "What day is tomorrow?"

Of course, Chi Feichi couldn't say 'inconvenient', otherwise he wouldn't know what record Fukuyama Zhiming would leave in the notebook. Fortunately, Feichi reported the answer loudly while lying under his clothes, and then said, "July 22nd .”

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

Fukuyama Zhiming was writing notes, "You hesitated just now, I thought you didn't know, you didn't look at the calendar, did you..."

Chi Feichi knew that the answer was correct and that the test had been passed, so he cherished words like gold and said, "No."

Yesterday August 1st, today July 12th, and tomorrow July 22nd, with this outrageous time jumping pattern, is it useful for him to look at the calendar? Can you say right after seeing it?

He wouldn't say the above words, otherwise he would expose the fact that he still couldn't figure out the 'date issue'.

"It doesn't matter if you look at the calendar. If you still have time perception barriers, even if you look at the calendar, you may not be able to tell the date of tomorrow...Okay, let's start officially," Fukuyama Zhiming said that it was just an appetizer. He asked with a gentle smile, "What do you want to talk to me about? Do you feel uncomfortable or feel wrong recently?"

"The attention is easily distracted, and the thinking will be disturbed by the surrounding things." Chi Feichi was mentally prepared for the diagnosis of a thinking disorder, and he also had some bad ideas. "In addition, no matter what environment you are in, the brain There are always ideas or images that seem to have no connection with the surrounding things."

Seeing that Chi Feichi was willing to explain the problem to the doctor, Hui Yuanai and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still not at ease. They pretended to be relaxed and relaxed, but in fact they all tensed up and listened.

"Unconnected thoughts or pictures..." Fukuyama Zhiming asked, "For example, when you are sitting at home eating, you will suddenly think of a flower you saw in childhood, but before that, you didn't notice the connection with ' "Childhood" and "flower" things, those pictures and ideas appear abruptly, seem to appear illogical, and even you find it inexplicable...that's probably how it is, right?"

Okiya Subaru, Conan: "..."

As expected of a doctor, he suddenly knew what Chi Feichi was talking about.

"Yes..." Chi Feichi reflected on his own state, "It's not like images or ideas that don't appear all the time."

"It's just that some inexplicable thoughts will pop up suddenly and interfere with your thinking, right?" Fukuyama Zhiming said, "If your brain is occupied by those thoughts and pictures, you won't be able to chat with me like this, there will be many The answer is not the case.”

"Yes." Chi Feichi confirmed again.

"Do you mind if I do a test for you?" Fukuyama Zhiming asked again.

Chi Feichi agreed, "I don't mind."

On the other end of the phone, Fukuyama Zhiming's voice restrained his smile, and he spoke slowly and clearly, "I will ask you some very common questions now. There are no standard answers to these questions, and they are also very simple questions. You don't have to worry about answering the wrong ones. Answer in the shortest possible time, can you understand what I mean?"

"Understood." Chi Feichi replied.

"We've done this kind of test before, so I won't repeat it," Fukuyama Zhiming didn't hesitate, "The first question, who are you?"

"Chi Feichi."

Chi Feichi found that when he was thinking, his mind got stuck because he needed to clear up a messy idea that popped up suddenly, and he suddenly realized that his problem was not serious.

However, this time the hesitation was very short, and it was within the time-consuming range for normal people to answer such questions. Fukuyama Zhiming did not waste time on this question.

"Where are you now?"