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Chapter 7 Chapter 6 Weird Smells

fierce picture 周浩晖 5449Words 2018-03-16
Luo Fei learned indirectly from Zhou Ping what Zhang Bin saw at the time of the incident, and the important role played by the "murderous painting" in this incident became more and more prominent.However, Luo Fei at this time is still optimistic about the basic judgment of the case. He believes that as long as Zhou Ping and others arrive at the scene, the two deaths will soon be revealed.In this palm-sized place, there are only more than 20 people, what secrets can they hide? Of course, how exciting it would be if he could find out the truth before Zhou Ping went up the mountain!This possibility is not impossible. After all, on the mountain, there is another person who has seen the "murderous painting" with his own eyes - Hu Junkai.

At this time, he has not realized that the situation is deteriorating to an uncontrollable state of terror... Just after Luo Fei finished talking with Zhou Ping, he saw Shun He running over in a hurry. The panicked expression on his face told Luo Fei: Something terrible must have happened again. "You...you go and have a look..." The little monk couldn't speak very clearly. "What are you panicking about?" Shun said with a straight face, "What's wrong? Talk slowly." "That guest...he, he's bleeding." Shun He said nonchalantly. bleed?Luo Fei felt a "thump" in his heart. Could it be that Hu Junkai was not only sick, but also injured?It is not too late to see what happened immediately.He pointed to the hut behind him, and told Shunping: "You are in charge here, protect the site, and no one can enter casually." Then he waved to Shunhe, "You and I go to the guest room to have a look."

"Director Luo, let me go too. If there is any situation, I can call the abbot." Shunde volunteered. Luo Fei gave an "um" to show his agreement, then turned and walked to the front yard. Shunping let out a "goo" in his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words back.He watched Luo Fei and the three of them leave, with a look of annoyance flashing in his eyes—since Luo Fei appeared, his authority in the temple seemed to have dropped all of a sudden, and he was definitely not willing to be a soft man who let others control the situation. Role.

Luo Fei's pace was so fast that the two young monks almost had to trot to keep up with him. "Where is the bleeding?" Luo Fei asked Shun He as he walked. "Many places...eyes...mouth...and...and nails..." I don't know if it was because of fear or because he was walking too fast, Shun He couldn't breathe when he spoke. "What? Bleeding eyes?" Luo Fei stopped, turned around and stared at Shun He, he wondered if the little monk was wrong.Shunde on the side also showed an incredible expression. Shun He nodded: "You...you can find out after you go and have a look."

Facts proved that Shunhe was right. When Luo Fei came to the guest room where Hu Junkai was placed, a terrifying scene appeared in front of his eyes. The patient lying on the bed had already woken up at this moment, and when he realized that someone had entered the room, he turned his head with difficulty.As if he had been severely beaten, his two eye sockets were swollen high, the eyeballs were bloodshot and completely turned red, and there was a thin stream of blood seeping from the corners of the eyes. Although he was suffering terrible torture, Hu Junkai's eyes remained clear. He looked Luo Fei up and down, as if guessing the other party's identity.

"I'm the director of the Nanmingshan Police Station." Luo Fei walked to the bed, and Shunde immediately moved a chair over. He was timid and kept looking sideways during the process, not daring to look at Hu Junkai's face. Luo Fei sat down on the chair, Hu Junkai's face was less than half a meter away from him.Apart from the eye sockets, corresponding redness and swelling appeared in other parts of this face, and blood was oozing from the corners of the mouth and nostrils. Even Luo Fei, facing such a face, could not help showing strange eyes. Hu Junkai seemed to realize something, he raised his right hand, and wiped the corner of his eye with his index finger, blood stained his fingertips.

"I'm... bleeding..." he said weakly, the fear and despair in his tone made people shudder. As Sun Hwa said, his nails were bleeding too. Luo Fei's heart sank suddenly, and he realized what this bleeding meant: it was a symptom of broken capillaries all over the body, and if the patient was not treated in time, the patient would die within a short time. "Quickly, go outside and bring in some snow and wipe his body!" Luo Fei anxiously instructed the two young monks. Ice compresses can slow down the speed of internal bleeding, and this may be the only emergency measure that can work under the current situation. .

"No...no need, you...can't save me..." Hu Junkai grabbed Luo Fei's hand to stop him.Although his life was on the verge of dying, his grasp was still very powerful, and there must be some kind of strong emotion in his heart supporting him. Two young monks stopped by the door, looking at Luo Fei hesitantly, not knowing who to listen to. "Are you...the policeman?" Hu Junkai looked at Luo Fei with bloodshot eyes, "Don't you hurry up...ask me...ask me something? I...I'm about to die..." Although he didn't want to accept it, Luo Fei knew that what Hu Junkai said was true. On this barren mountain where there was no medical emergency, such a fatal disease appeared, and the patient's death had already entered the countdown.The so-called ice compress is only a symbolic function.Facing Hu Junkai, an important client in this case, it is really meaningful to hurry up and ask him a few key questions now.Of course, from a humane point of view, it is a cold-blooded approach to give up any kind of rescue for patients.However, Luo Fei is a policeman. For him, finding out the truth and returning justice to the victims is always the first priority. He made his own choice.

"There's no need to look for Xue, just call your abbot Kongjing." Luo Fei waved at the two young monks, and they ran away in a hurry as if eager to leave this place. "You are going to...let me...let me die..." When Hu Junkai mentioned his own death, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if it was a relief for him. "What's going on with you, why do you have such symptoms? Have you been bitten by a poisonous snake?" In Luo Fei's memory, the venom of certain poisonous snakes can cause the capillaries of the bitten person to rupture, so he wondered whether Hu Junkai was Was attacked like this on the way down the mountain last night.

But Hu Junkai denied Luo Fei's conjecture, he shook his head, his chest heaved, as if he couldn't suppress the hidden emotion. "I opened it...the sealed devil...I released it...it...it is finally going to destroy me..." Hu Junkai said excitedly. "what?" "It was me... I opened it with my own hands... I couldn't hide it, I couldn't hide it..." The strong emotions even made Hu Junkai shed tears, and the tears were mixed with blood, making his face even more horrible terror. "You mean the 'murderous painting'?" Hu Junkai nodded weakly, he took a deep breath, and seemed to be trying to control his emotions.

"Then what is painted on it?" This is the question Luo Fei is eager to know. There was a brief silence in the room.Hu Junkai was panting, with a hesitant expression on his face, as if this question was difficult to answer. At this time, Shunde hurried back to the house with Kong Jing.Hu Junkai was interrupted by the sound of them entering the room, he turned his head and his eyes stopped on Shunde. "Headless ghost..." He blinked vigorously at Shunde a few times, suddenly spit out these three words faintly, and smiled strangely at the same time. Shunde was so frightened by his behavior that his legs trembled, and he couldn't stand still, and fell to the door.Seeing Hu Junkai's terrifying face, Kong Jing felt a little distraught for a moment. "What did you say?" Only Luo Fei's mind was always clear, "Are you talking about the contents of the painting?" There was another silence, and then Hu Junkai said in despair: "I can't see it." Luo Fei was taken aback by his thoughtless words, then he realized something, stretched out his hand and swiped back and forth in front of Hu Junkai's eyes twice. Hu Junkai didn't respond, his pupils were already dilated, and he was blind.No wonder he blinked like that at Shunde just now, which means that his vision has started to blur since then. Luo Fei knew that this was a harbinger of death for Hu Junkai, and soon his consciousness would also be blurred, but he hadn't gotten any useful clues from him yet. Luo Fei decided not to dwell on one issue, so he changed the subject: "How did Chen Jian fall off the cliff?" "I... didn't see it, I... I don't know either." Hu Junkai opened his already lifeless eyes wide in a daze, and answered Luo Fei's question with the last sliver of clear thinking. Hu Junkai's answer matched the situation described by Zhang Bin, but Luo Fei was somewhat disappointed with such an answer. "What were you doing outside the house?" "Look... draw." "Is it that 'bad picture'?" "yes." "Where is this painting now?" "Together with Chen Jian... fell off the cliff." Hu Junkai's voice became weaker and weaker. Fall off a cliff?Luo Fei couldn't help frowning, things always seemed to show the worst results in front of him. "What is the content of the painting?" Luo Fei was unwilling to get nothing, he was still making the last effort. However, Hu Junkai could no longer answer, and he passed out. "Director Luo, what should we do?" Seeing this scene, Kong Jing muttered sadly, "If another one dies..." "What's wrong here?" Junpei yelled and came in from the door, interrupting Kong Jing's conversation.Seeing Hu Junkai's appearance, he was stunned for a while, and then said, "Everyone is like this, why are you still staying on the mountain? Hurry up and take him to the hospital." Kong Jing shook his head: "With such heavy snow, it is difficult for normal people to go down the mountain. It is impossible to bring such a patient." "Then you can't let people die in the temple." Shunping's words obviously meant to shirk responsibility, Luo Fei frowned dissatisfiedly, and said, "Why are you here too? Who will watch the scene over there?" "I arranged for someone to watch." Shunping's tone did not show weakness, "Something happened here, I have to come and deal with it." Luo Fei felt the provocative meaning in Shunping's words, he looked at the other party with a sullen face and sharp eyes. Shunping and Luo Fei looked at each other, but the words in their mouths found a way for both of them: "Don't worry. I ordered no one to go in, so no one will go in." Under the current situation, Luo Fei didn't want to cause any complications. He nodded and changed the subject: "Did Hu Junkai go down the mountain with you to rescue yesterday? He got separated later?" "I also want to ask this. We left the temple gate together, and he disappeared after a short walk. When did he come back? How did people become like this?" "He really didn't go very far." Shunde confirmed Shunping's statement, "He came back after three o'clock in the morning. When I saw him, he was resting on the mountain road not far from the gate of the temple, saying He fell behind as soon as he set out, and then lost his way, and it took him a long time to find it. At that time, he looked exhausted. I helped him to the temple, and soon he started to have a fever. How did he become like this... I don't know, but Shun He has been taking care of him." Under the eyes of everyone, Shun He seemed a little nervous, and said hesitatingly: "I too... I don't know what's going on. I just saw... his face is getting redder and swollen, I thought It was a fever, and then... actually bleeding from my eyes, I was terrified, and ran out quickly..." After listening to everyone's narration, Luo Fei pondered for a moment, then took out the walkie-talkie and started calling Zhou Ping. "Luo Suo, I'm Zhou Ping, please speak." There was a loud sound of wind and snow on the walkie-talkie. "When will the backup arrive?" "I can't get on for the time being, we have already started to go back." "what?" "The wind was strong and the snow was too deep for people to go up the mountain." "Hu Junkai is critically ill now, and the situation on the mountain is very complicated." Luo Fei's tone became a little anxious, "No matter what method is used, backup must come up immediately!" After a moment of silence, Zhou Ping's helpless voice came from the intercom: "Luo Suo, unless we can transfer to a helicopter, there is no possibility of going up the mountain before the snow stops." Having said that, Luo Fei knew very well that Zhou Ping must have tried his best.He regained his composure: "Okay, I see, keep in touch at any time." Luo Fei turned off the walkie-talkie, and the expectations in the eyes of those present all turned into disappointment.They understand that no one will come to their aid, at least for a while.At the same time, if the people below the mountain cannot come up, it means that the people on the mountain cannot go down either.In fact, everyone was trapped in such a lonely temple by the heavy snow, and here, various strange events were happening. If they knew that what had happened was just a prelude, their faces would be even more ugly. Everyone was silent, losing the possibility of assistance, they could only helplessly wait for Hu Junkai on the hospital bed to die step by step. Half an hour later, this suffocating wait finally came to fruition: Hu Junkai stopped breathing.At this time, his face was already swollen out of shape, and blood was oozing from all seven orifices. Luo Fei was really annoyed. As a policeman, a life just disappeared in front of him. Not only was he helpless, he even couldn't figure out the cause of death. Luo Fei detected the pulse and breath of the deceased with his hands, his face was so close to the deceased, and the focused expression showed that he was absolutely unwilling to face such a failure reconciled. Suddenly, the corners of Luo Fei's eyebrows twitched slightly, he seemed to have discovered something, and then he made a very strange move. He put his nose close to the body of the dead man and sniffed vigorously. All the people present were stunned, and a nameless fear rose from their hearts. Kong Jing stammered: "Luo... Director Luo, you are..." Luo Fei didn't answer, he closed his eyes to sharpen his sense of smell.A faint smell was invading his nostrils, and it was pounding his thoughts strongly like a mystery.The smell was like some kind of strange medicinal material, and also like low-grade tobacco, which was exactly the same as the smell he smelled on Kong Wang's corpse not long ago. The hut was frozen in a terrifying atmosphere, and there was a brief silence.Kong Jing looked at Luo Fei uneasily, Junping frowned in confusion, and the two young monks shrank subconsciously towards the door. Although they were afraid, their eyes seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, unable to leave. Finally, Luo Fei left the body of the deceased. He opened his eyes and looked at Kong Jing, then waved his hand: "Come and smell it too." "What?" Kong Jing looked embarrassed, unable to accept this ridiculous request. "Come here and smell it, and tell me if you know what it smells like." Luo Fei's tone was still calm, but it gave off a feeling of being irresistible.Kong Jing hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward bravely, and smelled Hu Junkai's body just like Luo Fei did just now.The strange smell immediately invaded his brain along the nasal cavity, and found the corresponding memory. Kong Jing straightened up like an electric shock, her heart was beating violently, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. "What's the matter? Have you smelled this smell before?" Luo Fei's spirit was lifted by Kong Jing's strong reaction. Kong Jing nodded a little out of his wits. "Then what kind of smell is this?" At this time, not only Luo Fei was impatient, but the other three people present also heard some clues from the conversation between the two, waiting curiously and nervously for Kong Jing's answer. Kong Jing took a deep breath, seemed to have regained his composure, wiped his forehead with his hands, and said, "I don't know what the smell is. More than 20 years ago, Master rescued Kong Wang into the temple. Taking care of him in that hut. At that time, every time I walked into the hut, I could smell it.” Luo Fei let out an "oh" in surprise, he didn't expect Kong Jing to mention something so far away. "I won't remember wrongly, it's this smell." Kong Jing looked at Luo Fei with a firm tone, "I was so impressed by the situation in the hut at that time, as soon as I smelled this smell, I felt like I was back in the In that terrible memory. So, my feeling is definitely not wrong..." After a short pause, Kong Jing pointed at Hu Junkai's body: "Besides, Kong Wang at that time was also like this guest, his eyes were blood red and bloodshot." Kong Jing's words caused a flash of light in Luo Fei's eyes, but then the light came back. He narrowed his eyes, stroked his chin with his hands, and fell into deep thought. "Did you say all this before Kong Wang painted the 'evil picture'?" It seems that intuition made Luo Fei connect his thoughts with that "evil picture" again. "Yes. As I said before, Kong Wang seemed to be a different person after painting that painting. Later, in the hut, that smell never appeared again." So far, all the incidents and mysteries are closely related to the "murderous painting" created by Kong Wang more than 20 years ago. Only by pulling out the clues at that time can all the answers be revealed. "Where is the shaving document of Kong Wang when he became a monk? Did you find it just now?" Luo Fei once again shifted the focus of investigation to Kong Wang. "I found it, I found it." As soon as Luo Fei said, Kong Jing seemed to suddenly remember, and quickly took out a square piece of paper from the wide pocket of the monk's robe and handed it over. This piece of paper is Kong Wang’s graduation document, which records some simple information about Kong Wang: Kong Wang, formerly known as Wu Jianfei, was ordained on May 4, 1972.Date of birth is November 9, 1934. Luo Fei took out the walkie-talkie again and started calling Zhou Ping.
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