Wearing armor as a passerby, I practice like crazy and kill them all Serialized Fantasy Roma

"Who the owes that... I'll lose it!" Director

Yu Qing was stuffing the stomach of the female corpse with internal organs under a bridge hole, the original ten cartoons had been gathered, and the police reported the news through various channels, and expectedly, this matter ended here.

The cartoonist was still waiting for the law to be punished in the detention center, and suddenly, a new cartoon appeared on the Internet.

In the same style, it is still a murder scene of female homicide.

It's really endless.

Given Yu Qing's experience, the police asked him to continue to set up fake murder scenes, and Su He and Officer Hou came to the detention center.

Wang Bin, male, 29 years old, major in fine arts, after being forcibly expelled from school, relied on painting on the Internet to make a living.

His paintings, dark, desperate, and evil, are full of abuse underneath except for a small group of fans.

Officer Hou put the eleventh cartoon in front of Wang Bin and said, "This is what you painted..."

Wang Bin glanced at it, under his heavy glasses, he showed a hint of pride, and said coldly: "Officer, I'm just a painter, why do you embarrass me?"

"You have an accomplice, who is he? How many such paintings do you have? Don't you know that someone outside has died because of the painting you painted?" Officer Hou stared at Wang Bin deadly, five women died tragically because of his paintings, but he still had an indifferent expression.

Wang Bin gently lifted his glasses and grinned: "Officer, in this world, some people are destined to live in dark corners, secretly living like mice, they can't find the way they came, and they don't know where to go, I'm just helping them..."

Wang Bin suddenly became very excited and roared loudly.

Then he slammed into the wall.

"Bang!" Wang Bin hit his head covered in blood, and the prison guards rushed over and grabbed him.

On the stretcher, Wang Bin was still very excited, struggling hard, and when he passed in front of Su He, Su He suddenly said: "Since you want to die so much, why didn't you die last time?"

Wang Bin quieted down, stared at Su He, licked the blood on his lips, and then closed his eyes, and a tear fell.

Walking out of the detention center, Officer Hou couldn't help but ask: "Su He, what did you mean by what you said just now? Why did Wang Bin cry when you said that?"

Su He explained while walking to the car: "Wang Bin's arms are full of tattoos, but he can't hide the scars left by suicide, he wants to die but he doesn't die, what happened?"

Officer Hou nodded, and then said: "You haven't said why he cried?"

How do I know, it's not the sand that gets into my eyes anyway..."

Su He walked into the main driver's seat but was caught by Officer Hou, and scolded: "I don't have a driver's license, you are still addicted to driving... Where are you going now?"

Su He honestly sat on the passenger seat and said, "Wang Bin's home!" Expert

identification, the eleventh cartoon and the first ten cartoons are from the same person, Wang Bin is locked up in the detention center, who took it out?

In a dilapidated residential building, Wang Bin's house was originally a utility room, but now there is nothing inside, only graffiti on the walls.

"I told you everything, the things were emptied by us, and they were all put in the police station, and the wall was not demolished..."

Officer Hou followed Su He into the house where Wang Bin lived before, looked at the dark style paintings all over the wall, and said: "The house is rented, in less than a year, the paintings on the wall, there are also photos in the police station, Su He, you want to find clues from here, I advise you not to waste your efforts... If you have this time, you might as well go and find out where the eleventh comic came from..."

Su He took out his mobile phone, found eleven comics, compared them with the graffiti on the wall, and suddenly, he smiled.

"The comics, not drawn by Wang Bin... Look here, the color should be a little brighter, it should have been painted recently, pay attention to the edge, Wang Bin has committed suicide, cut his wrists, causing him to hold the pen unsteadily, the painting drawn, there are great fluctuations at the edge, because it does not affect the appearance, it is easy to be ignored..."

"What we caught is just an imposter cartoonist..."

Officer Hou compared the cartoon with the graffiti on the wall, turned his head and asked:" According to your reasoning, there are other cartoonists, but Kunyang is so big, there are too many people who can draw, where do we start?"

"Also, if the cartoon was not drawn by Wang Bin, why didn't he just say it and take the charge on him?"

Before, it was because Wang Bin's style was too special, and people in the industry could see it at a glance.

Nowadays, some people imitate Wang Bin's style of painting, and trying to find this imitator is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Wang Bin gave us a hint, do you remember what he said: What you see is the truth? Sunshine represents justice, and the night must be evil?" Su He did not continue to sell Guan Zi, and added: "Put Wang Bin's words, in reverse, it will be close to the answer."

Officer Hou was puzzled: "What I see is not the truth? The sun represents evil, and the night represents justice?"

Su He smiled and said: "Wang Bin's first sentence, is what you see the truth? He said this to tell us that we have not yet found the truth, as for what the truth is, it is not the truth we have now. If

my previous assumption is true, the cartoons are made by other people, the dark night here should refer to Wang Bin himself, the cartoons were not drawn by him, the police misunderstood him, he used this way to express his inner dissatisfaction..."

"The night is not necessarily evil, and the sunshine does not necessarily represent justice... If Wang Bin hiding in the utility room represents the night, then this sunshine may be hanging in front of our eyes..."

"Wang Bin does not hesitate to go to prison, but also guards this sunshine!"

"Who is the sunshine?" asked Officer Hou.

Su He was stunned for a moment, looked at Officer Hou, and replied, "How do I know that investigating social relations is your policeman's business."

Officer Hou smiled awkwardly, he subconsciously regarded Su He as a criminal policeman, and then he realized that Su He was just a delivery man who could act.

If you can find a real manga artist, it's all over.

Officer Hou returned to the police station and looked at Wang Bin's file, his parents were dead, his relatives no longer interacted, he had never been to work, and he relied on online painting to receive orders to make a living.

Judging from Wang Bin's social relations, these people do not have the talent for painting, eleven cartoons, regardless of the conception and layout, are very ingenious, and they also have to imitate Wang Bin's style to achieve the effect of fake and real, this person's painting level is extremely high!

Su He stared at the file, the education column, high school, but before Officer Hou spoke, Wang Bin went to college, but was forcibly expelled from the school halfway.

Su He raised his head and looked at Officer Hou and said, "Next stop, Kunyang Academy of Fine Arts!"