Soul Painter

The SUN CLUB where Ms. J·K works is composed of a group of world-renowned artists.

They have great influence in the field of art, and are comparable to some multinational companies in terms of money.

But when it comes to combat effectiveness and destructiveness, as well as organizational capabilities in assassination, blasting, fighting, etc., they are far behind gravediggers, and they are not in the same dimension at all.

From various news channels, the members of the SUN CLUB were shocked when they learned of the gravedigger's attempt, especially the fact that the real Ana Armas was stunned, and the gravedigger's agent killer got in with the Egyptian team. But they can't do much. The danger of the gravediggers is second to none in the dark side of the world, and there are only a few large mysterious organizations that can fight against them.

The artists of SUN CLUB searched for a limited number of names such as STK, Nine Angels, and the Brotherhood of Wipers. In the end, all they could get was STK's clear attitude of "keep careful attention", and several other organizations did not even reply.

Because the initial goals of the establishment of the above-mentioned organizations are to fight against the great existence, and to oppose the SUN CLUB, which worships the great existence.

In the end, the itinerary that Ms. JK arranged for Gao Fan could only be based on avoidance as much as possible.

In order to avoid being tracked by the gravediggers, Gao Fan traveled around the world in the next two days. The means of transportation ranged from private jets to yachts, and he even rode camels in the desert for several hours. To the densely woven rivers of the Amazon virgin forest.

Eventually, a helicopter took Gavan to Provence.

...

Provence.

City of knights.

The hometown of lavender.

It's October, and July, when lavender is the most fragrant, has passed.

But the air still smells of lavender, thyme and pine.

The small white steeple church is among a sea of ​​purple flowers, and Gao Fan fell in love with it as soon as he saw it.

This manor with an area of ​​more than 100 acres is the property of SUN CLUB. The funds for its purchase come from an offshore fund that has gone through countless disguises. An artist who is proficient in financial knowledge in SUN CLUB guarantees that no one can get money from the source. Tracked down to this unnamed manor.

Gao Fan completed the elk cat here, in this church-like building.

Gao Fan was very satisfied with this arrangement.

Of course, whether it is possible to avoid the eyes of gravediggers, Gao Fan thinks... well, it is not so safe. The assassination organization with the "Great Yisi Shell" is the most terrifying killer in the world. They have truly achieved "pervasiveness". .

"You have all the supplies you can imagine here, and there is a dedicated service team at your disposal." Ms. J.K said, "When do you think His portrait will be completed?"

At this moment, Gao Fan was standing in this small church.

The church is not big.

The interior is a hundred steps away from the front, back, left, and right sides. The walls are about five meters high and are snow-white, waiting for painting. Gothic-style stained glass disperses the sunlight and falls on the ground to become a dazzling array of gemstones. Gao Fan looks at the ground He was a little absent-minded until Ms. JK asked again, and he replied: "I have to think about it."

Ms. JK stopped urging Gao Fan, left the manor, and handed over the task of taking care of Gao Fan to an old housekeeper who was proficient in Chinese.

Gao Fan placed a chair at the door of the church.

Looking at the sea of ​​purple lavender flowers fluctuating in the October breeze, I was in a daze.

first day.

the next day.

third day.

Gao Fan was in a daze at the entrance of the church during the day, and returned to rest in a French-style manor not far away at night. He never refused food, whether it was French foie gras, snails, beef, cheese pot, baguettes, or oysters. I can eat it.

When the butler reminded him whether he wanted to change to oriental food, he only muttered "dark food" to the sweet dumplings stuffed with cheese, and then ate it.

On the first weekend of such a day, Ms. JK finally couldn't bear it any longer. She had a conversation with Gao Fan through a video connection. If she didn't come here by plane, there would be a risk of exposing the location of the manor to the gravediggers. She had already rushed over to press the manuscript in person.

"I'm very confused." Facing Ms. JK's urging, Gao Fan said in confusion: "Am I Gao Fan or Monet? I will start working when I figure this out. Ms. JK, Do not worry."

Ms. J.K thinks the answer to this question is obvious. She thinks that Gao Fan may be a little crazy, but so far, SUN CLUB has no better choice and can only pin their hopes on Gao Fan.

starry night.

Gao Fan called Xin Wei.

In order to prevent being traced, Gao Fan's mobile phone and mobile phone number have been changed, so to Xin Weiwei, this is a completely unfamiliar phone number, but the moment she picked up the phone, she called out: "Gao Fan?"

"It's me." Gao Fan said, "How are you doing?"

"How can you still care about me~" Xin Wei's tone was strangely relieved, she should be a little angry, since this guy disappeared for more than a month, and a quarter of the first semester of senior year has passed, Xin Wei hasn't seen Gao Fan on campus yet.

But Xin Wei also knew that to be remembered by Gao Fan is already an honor that only a few people, or even only one person among the 7 billion people on earth can get at this moment.

"Where are you?" Xin Wei was walking on Tianmei's campus with a washbasket in her arms. She had just taken a shower, and her long wet hair reflected the evening breeze, making her feel a bit cool.

"In a sea of ​​flowers, a sea of ​​lavender flowers, purple." Gao Fan lay in the sea of ​​purple lavender flowers, letting the moonlight shine over his body.

Gao Fan's late at night, Xin Weilai said, it was only nightfall, and there was a seven-hour time difference between the two of them.

"That must be beautiful." Xin Wei said, but she was keenly aware that Gao Fan must be in some kind of predicament to think of her, so she said, "Little friend, do you have any great doubts?"

"Yes, I was thinking, I am Monet, or Gao Fan." Gao Fan said, "I have mastered a Monet painting technique, which is very ingenious, even miraculous, but it conflicts with my technique. , my technique is to distort the five senses of the viewer. What you think you see is actually heard or even touched. However, Monet uses overlapping micro-details to make the viewer mistakenly believe that they are in a different world. Within the time and space of time...the two cannot be merged, but I don't want to give up either of them."

When Gao Fan chose to call Xin Wei, he realized that, just like STK's operator was his only coordinate in the dark world, in his heart, in the real world, Xin Wei was his only coordinate. When he is confused, these coordinates will be like a lighthouse on the night sea, illuminating the direction for him.

"Then don't give up." Xin Wei said, "Although I don't know such advanced painting knowledge, it feels like I'm listening to a myth, but there is always a way to integrate. My dad said that desire comes from lack of , whatever a person is showing is often what is lacking the most..."

While talking, Xin Wei couldn't hear the voice over there.

She was so suspicious that she listened closer, and she heard the sound of the evening wind blowing the sea of ​​flowers, it was thin and soft, it sounded like the moon over there must be very gentle, Xin Wei raised her head to look at the moon above her head, this guy was chatting The sky actually fell asleep, did I mean a lullaby?

Chapter two