After returning to room 2303 with the painting, Jenna asked Franka:
"Have Lumian contact Stiano? He should be very interested in what to do with this kind of painting."
The previous self-portraits of Rosanne's sketches cannot be deleted after being taken as photos, but this cliff bridge cannot be taken as photos.
Franka considered it for a few seconds, then said with a smile:
"This is one of the preliminary options, but it is not the first choice.
"We currently only know that Stiano is interested in occult photos that can be spread online and cannot be deleted. We are not sure whether he has the desire to study paintings that cannot be uploaded to the Internet. Moreover, he always owes a favor to someone.
Getting too much may not be a good thing, but it will always be paid back in the future. There is no such thing as a free lunch.
"This is similar to taking out a small loan. It's appropriate, appropriate, and you have to be prepared to repay it from the beginning."
Using the analogy of a small loan, Jenna immediately accepted Franka's argument.
"Then what do we do?" she asked.
Franca's smile turned brighter:
"When it gets dark and the morning rush hour is over, you can take this painting to Xingmeng Grocery Store."
"Huh?" Jiana couldn't keep up with Franka's thoughts.
Franka read a lot of books before traveling through time, and her mind was always open. She laughed in a low voice:
"When you arrive at the Xingmeng Grocery Store, ask the shopkeeper if he accepts items with occult elements and how much he will charge.
"If He was willing to buy it, the painting probably wouldn't be able to come back on its own."
Can it still be like this? Jian Na thought about it carefully and felt that it was feasible:
Based on the prerequisite that except for those who hold media items or have special connections, only true gods can enter the dream of Mr. Fool, and the way to contact the Major Arcana cards is to go to the Star Dream Grocery Store and send a letter to the "Night Goddess"
"The senior deacon of the church, the dark environment of Xingmeng Grocery Store itself, and other details, the Lumian team could probably guess the identity of the shopkeeper in reality, but they tacitly did not reveal it.
If the shop owner agrees to buy this strange painting, it means that he will definitely be able to control the corresponding abnormality and truly transfer the ownership to his hands.
Besides, isn’t it normal for a grocery store that specializes in occult elements to purchase items with occult elements?
Jian Na thought about it for a few seconds and said:
"What if the shop owner doesn't want to buy it?"
"Then ask him if you can put this painting in his store for consignment. We will pay the storage fee and the final share. This is equivalent to paying him to handle the exception." Franka said with a smile, "If this is still the case,
If you don't agree, go to Stiano through Lumian. If Stiano doesn't answer, you can find an opportunity to throw this painting to the police station during the day, and remember to hide your identity."
Speaking of this, Franka's expression suddenly became serious:
"My spiritual intuition and mystical experience tell me that your process of handling this painting will not go smoothly and there will be danger. If the danger is great, you should voluntarily exit the dream. There will be two more chances after that. There is no need.
Now risk your life."
"Yeah." Jian Na nodded solemnly.
After that, she and Franka entered that strange space again and found that Roxanne was once again guarding the translucent barrier and was in quite good condition.
Franka revealed her identity as a colleague and chatted with Luo Shan. Through her, she learned more about Zhou Mingrui's situation and which employees in various departments of the Intis Group were worthy of attention.
The result of the conversation made Franka and Janna very satisfied. They felt that saving Roxanne was not only a choice of feelings and stance, but also a very correct decision on the way to completing the mission.
The information obtained from Roxanne's mouth could only be collected slowly by Franka and Lumian, which may take a month or two.
"How to convince Zhou Mingrui that he is the savior of the future? I need your help." Franka said to Roxanne with a shy smile, "We can't tell him the truth directly. He definitely won't.
I will believe it.”
"I definitely won't believe it. No normal person will believe it. They will only think it's a prank or a scam." Luo Shan nodded and added in a low voice, "I don't completely believe it now..."
Franka pretended not to hear Roxanne's murmur and changed the subject.
After waiting until daybreak and voluntarily leaving that strange space, Franka stood up and took out the clothes she was going to wear today from the closet, with a heavy look on her face.
Before Jian Na could speak, she took the initiative and said:
"There is a high chance that you will encounter danger or abnormality today, so you'd better dress more easily to move around."
Jian Na nodded slightly and did not refuse.
Franka quickly washed up, took off her pajamas, changed her clothes slowly, and muttered:
“I became a ‘witch’, and after I got used to it, when I walked on the street, I would sometimes feel proud and happy at the attention of others. I felt that I was really attractive. This may be a manifestation of the narcissism of the ‘witch’.
"But what you are willing to do is different from what others force you to do, and you are not used to it, and you will definitely not like it. Just like before, when I was studying, the school always required you to wear school uniforms on Mondays, and every class would have something like that
Some rebellious teenagers are not happy and would rather accept punishment..."
Franka was talking nonsense, as if she wanted to distract her attention and reduce her sense of shame.
She bent her back, clumsily put on the most conservative color stockings, stepped her feet into brand new high heels with very short heels, then stood up, and used the full-length mirror mounted on the wardrobe to sort out her women's shirts and fasteners.
Light gray skirt that reaches the knee.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Franka curled her lips and felt quite complicated.
Jian Na kept looking and said nothing.
After Franka put on makeup that made her look uglier, she tied up her long hair, put on her glasses, picked up her high-quality imitation handbag, and walked toward the door smoothly.
Before going out, she turned around and smiled at Jian Na:
"Thank you for not saying, 'You look beautiful in what you wear,' or 'You are really suitable for wearing this.' However, you seemed to be a little surprised just now. Well, this makes me feel better."
"Yes." Jenna responded with an affirmative smile.
Franka waved her hand and walked out of the room.
She is really a person who is good at self-regulating her emotions and also very optimistic... Jian Na sighed with emotion, looked away, and waited patiently for the morning rush hour to pass.
When it was almost nine o'clock, she hugged the painting, left Building 5, and came to the lobby of the community.
She chose to take a taxi online to go to Xingmeng Grocery Store instead of taking the subway and then changing to the bus. She was afraid that the abnormality in the painting would affect more people. By then, the hidden danger might not affect her on a large scale.
The commotion has brought about more serious problems.
After a while, Jenna walked out of the lobby and came to the roadside, where she saw a white car waiting for her.
After opening the car door with one hand, she glanced at the driver's seat and determined that the driver did not wear a monocle or have any other obvious features. He was someone she did not recognize and had not touched any spiritual intuition.
Jian Na sat in the back row, put the painting on her lap, and hugged it in front of her.
After verifying the last number on the mobile phone, the driver started the vehicle.
Jian Na was highly focused and vigilantly prepared for possible accidents.
Suddenly, she felt that her breathing became difficult, but there was nothing abnormal around her.
It was like another person had been pushed into the sea, and the feeling of drowning was transmitted through the occult connection.
Jenna did not hesitate, took out a mirror, pulled out two hairs, tried to stick them to the surface of the mirror, and burned them with the black flames of the "Witch".
She was performing a black magic related to "mirror double" and wanted to actively transfer that occult connection to the mirror.
At this moment, Jian Na had a hallucination before her eyes. She saw gently swaying turquoise water waves, and saw her hands waving uncontrollably, as if she was trying to struggle to paddle out of the water.
However, there was a force pulling her between her legs, trying to drag her to the bottom of the sea.
Almost at the same time, a pale, swollen hand stretched out from nowhere and covered her mouth.
"Well, well, well...
"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu..."
Jenna had an obvious drowning reaction, and her nose, respiratory tract and lungs became extremely uncomfortable.
She wanted to use a substitute, but she couldn't sense the mirrors. She and them seemed to be separated in different worlds, and even the mystical connection was severed.
Suddenly, streams of quiet black flames flowed out of Jian Na's eyes, nostrils, mouth, ears and other places. These black flames burned her body from the inside out, burning all invisible things that tried to influence her.
Outside the black flames, frost condensed out, sealing Jenna into a thick ball of ice and snow.
On the surface of the ball, countless invisible spider silks retracted and wound up layer by layer, forming a huge "cocoon".
Jenna finally no longer felt the pain of drowning, but she still couldn't sense her body and substitute.
The next second, she found herself walking on a bridge.
On the opposite side of the bridge is a steep cliff and the black forest on the far side of the cliff.
"Have I entered that painting?" Jenna tried to turn around, return to the starting point of the bridge, and escape from the world of the painting from the entrance, but she was unable to control her body and watched "her" continue along the bridge.
At this time, two people came out of the black forest.
That one is Roxanne with a sinister face, and the other is Jenna herself.
Jenna herself with a charming smile!
Snap!
The bridge suddenly broke, and Jenna fell into a dark abyss where the bottom could not be seen.
Huge fear and despair invaded Jenna's mind, and her consciousness quickly blurred, making it difficult to save herself.
She seemed to be able to see herself falling into bloody pieces.
Before her consciousness completely fell into darkness, before the unimaginable pain came, she mustered up the last bit of wakefulness and took the initiative to leave the dream.
But it's no use.
It's no use!
It’s no use…Jiana’s eyes suddenly solidified.
She did not give up, she was still trying to save herself. She gritted her teeth and tried hard to regain control of her body in order to use the "Witch's" Feather Fall Technique.
At this moment, a ray of sunlight shone into the dark abyss and illuminated the high cliffs.
All the scenes in front of Jian Na were instantly shattered and torn apart in the bright sunshine.
She opened her eyes suddenly and found that she was still sitting in the car, holding the painting in her arms.
"Already arrived." The driver turned half of his body, reminding Jian Na.
Arriving so soon? Jenna felt as if she had been walking in a sweltering environment for a whole morning, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.
She looked out the window in a daze and saw Xingmeng Grocery Store.
Jenna instinctively pushed the door open and got out of the car, wanting to rush into the store to avoid other anomalies that might follow.
"Remember to give her a good review!" the driver shouted at her back.
Jian Na subconsciously turned her body sideways and looked back at the driver.
The driver smiled, took out a crystal monocle from somewhere, and put it on his right eye.