Soul Painter

The remains of Wu Haoxue.

that egg.

Snatched away by an army of rats.

They carried the egg like a black river and rushed out of the apartment.

The scene was weird and disgusting.

And the densely packed rats appeared on the streets of Paris in the early morning in broad daylight, which shocked all the Parisians who saw this scene—there is a relatively famous landscape street in front of this apartment, even if it is not a peaceful time, people The traffic is also considerable, and now these pedestrians are screaming and jumping on their feet.

After the mice rushed to the streets, they scattered into the sewers of Paris, and the egg seemed to disappear with the mice, at this moment, bang! A foot wearing leather boots in the old style of the twentieth century stepped on the egg and crushed several mice holding the egg.

Squeak! These mice screamed angrily around the owner of this foot, but after all, under the sun, it was not a place where demons ran rampant, so they could only collapse in embarrassment and hide in the dark sewer.

Gao Fan and Lawrence chased out of the apartment, looking at the jumping and screaming citizens, the scattered rat army, and the man who was bending over to pick up the egg from the ground.

The man was dressed in a 19th-century gentleman's attire, with a tall hat, a red bow tie, a staff of civilization in his hand, and his deliberately curvy beard—a man would never have such a beard in this era, but In France in the 20th century, only the nobles had the financial means to grow such beards, because they were expensive to maintain.

"Detective Vidok!" Gao Fan pointed at this man and shouted.

Anna also looked shocked.

How could the characters in their paintings appear in reality!

"This seems to belong to you?" The detective picked up the 'egg', smiled and brought it to them, and then looked around, "This Paris is a bit weird..."

When Gao Fan took the egg from the big detective and was about to ask how he appeared here, he found that the big detective in front of him had disappeared. .

In the early morning, on the streets of Paris, phoenix orchids swayed in the morning light at the corner, and the breeze brought a slightly refreshing coolness. On the stone road in front of you, under the unlit street lamps, the big detective in the twentieth century costume just now seemed to be a The dream that was left in the middle of the night until the morning disappeared miraculously.

ah?

Gao Fan stared blankly at all this.

Looking back at Anna and Lawrence again.

Both nodded to him, meaning, we saw that too.

"It's okay, otherwise I would think I'm still dreaming..." Gao Fan murmured, the reason why he thought he might be in a dream was because he had already seen the butterfly dancing in front of his eyes.

This butterfly from Zhuang Zhou always appears at certain time points with specific meanings, or in Gao Fan's dreams.

"Just now that gentleman handed Wu Haoxue's remains to you and disappeared..." Lawrence repeated the scene just now, still feeling unbelievable.

And Gao Fan and Anna looked at each other, and they both realized that it was very likely that the painting they were creating was affecting and changing Paris.

And what will Paris look like in the end?

...

Paris in the 20th century.

François Jurgen Vidock returns to the smudged streets of Paris.

He opened his pocket watch and looked at the time on it.

15:34 in the afternoon.

Time didn't sneak by.

But in the few minutes just now, he seemed to be chasing those strange mice, and went to a wonderful city of Paris. The streets of that city were clean and fresh, the buildings were tall and brand new, and the passers-by were wearing simple and weird clothes. , bright and clean.

The Paris he was in now was dirty and full of grime.

"I seem to have arrived at a strange time," said Vidok to himself. "The time of my employer. What does that mean?"

Next, Vidok gave up thinking about all this, because there were not enough clues ahead, he couldn't deduce the truth of the matter. Now, he looked up at the old apartment in front of him. The kidnapped old man might be here.

He knocked on the door politely, but no one answered.

So Vidok first checked whether the pistol in his pocket was loaded.

Seeing no one around again, he took out a lockpicking tool from his suit pocket. Before becoming a gentleman, he had lived in a Paris prison for nearly ten years. There was a university for all illegals, and he could learn all crimes Skill, and he is so smart.

click.

The door is opened.

Before entering the apartment, Vidok opened his bag, took a bottle of kerosene from it and poured it on himself, making his expensive suit very greasy before entering the apartment.

After Vidok checked the first floor, it was empty, and he went up the stairs to the second floor.

In front of a bedroom, he took out his pistol and slowly opened the door.

Because there is only candlelight flickering in the crack of the door in this room.

Obviously, the kidnapper or the kidnapped, there is always one here.

And after pushing open the door.

He saw... a mouse.

A large number of rats spread on the floor of this room like a surging carpet.

They are crowded and surging, once the door is opened, they will crazily crawl out and rush towards Vidok.

In the middle of the room, the old man was tied to a chair.

Vidok first took out the photo, compared it with the old man's appearance, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Run away..." the old man said weakly.

Apparently the old man was worried that Victor would be attacked by rats.

"I used to snatch bread from the mice in the sewer, and I am not humble enough to say that they couldn't defeat me." Vidok waded through the river of mice and walked into the room. Although the mice also tried to climb up his legs, they were caught. Kerosene-soaked suit trousers and boots prevented this.

The rats climbed up and down, like waves lapping feebly over rocks.

Vidok took out a pocket knife and cut the rope that bound the old man.

"This is the first time I have seen a human being kidnapped by a mouse. Later, maybe you can have a cup of hot tea with me and share the cause of this bizarre encounter." Vidok helped the old man go out, but he found that The old man's unexpectedly vigorous appearance did not match his gray hair and aging face.

"The reason is probably the teacher's love for the apprentice..." The old man smiled wryly.

At this moment, suddenly there was candlelight in the apartment room.

It began to flutter violently.

The candlelight cast a huge shadow on the wall.

This shadow brings a terrible oppression.

Vidok and the old man turned their heads in surprise, and saw a...a big mouse.

This mouse is as big as a horse.

But it's actually made of hundreds of tiny mice.

That is, the rats in the entire room are now grouped together and become one bigger rat.

Vidok looked at this scene in surprise, and muttered in his mouth: "It would be great if the minced pork I bought could become like this..."

But it would be too bad if the rats became like this.

"Vidoc!" The mouse even spoke French, and it made a human voice, "I've got you!"