In the hotel room, the six of us thought about it for a long time, but we couldn't come up with a good solution.
after all……
what to do?
"I propose..."
At this moment, the third fat man suddenly raised his hand and said to us: "There is nothing we can do. Why don't we try desperately? Maybe the oil painting can be destroyed directly? If that is the case, why are we so worried now?
Are you just kidding me?"
"No, this won't work!" Lin Qianyi first objected: "The triggering condition for the curse is to take the oil painting out of the villa. This is just our speculation now, not a confirmed fact. What if the oil painting is destroyed?
If the curse is triggered, then we must directly face the attack of the curse!"
"How about this...I'll burn that oil painting!"
Luo Lin didn't know where she got the courage, and she suddenly suggested to us: "Mr. Zhang, you have already helped me a lot. You can find out for me that the curse of the villa is related to the oil painting. This is enough. I am not qualified to let you know again."
You are risking your lives for me and my family."
After saying that, Rowling walked towards the door. It seemed that she really wanted to destroy the oil painting alone.
"Arlene, no! Absolutely not!" Upon seeing this, I almost yelled, stood up and grabbed her, "Arlene, you'd better go home now, we will deal with the curse.
And..." I glanced at Lin Qianyi secretly, and then whispered: "I don't want you to get hurt..."
"...Sijiu, thank you." Rowling was silent for a moment before saying, "But I can no longer stay out of this matter. I knew there was a curse in our family, but I didn't remind Aunt Maria. Now she
He is already dead, and I am partly responsible for this. I am not saying that I am not afraid of curses, because I know that I am scared to death now, but it is my responsibility and I will never escape."
After saying this, Luo Lin shook off my hand and walked straight out of the door.
"I……"
Seeing this, I was just about to tell others that I couldn't just let Luo Lin go alone, when someone patted my shoulder.
I turned around and saw Lin Qianyi smiling at me and saying, "Sijiu, let's go together too."
"Sister Lin..."
"Si Jiu, you don't need to say anything." Zhang Mo also stood up from the bed and said to me: "Of course we can't watch Miss Luo Lin take risks alone, so no matter what, it seems that we can only go together now
Destroying the oil painting is the only way to go."
"Thank you."
After thanking them for Luo Lin, I opened the door and chased after Luo Lin...
Half an hour later, a group of six of us arrived near the Rowling family's villa, preparing to destroy the oil painting that might be related to the curse.
We waited for most of the day on the hillside where we originally monitored Luo Lin's house. It wasn't until the sun went down that after the police officers who were collecting evidence and investigating the scene had withdrawn and left, the group of people sneaked to the vicinity of the villa.
As the scene of the murder, this place has been cordoned off by the police. Warning cordons have been pulled outside the villa, and the entrance to the villa has a police seal. But the strange thing is that there are no police guards here, and I don't know if they are Taiwanese police.
Too unprofessional, or they have already determined that this incident is the same unsolved case as the cases that have occurred in the previous decades, so they gave up the plan to protect the scene early.
Regardless of the reason, this is undoubtedly a good thing for us.
However, after seeing the cordon set up by the police, Rowling, who had previously vowed to destroy the oil painting, hesitated.
"Everyone, this is a crime scene now. Is it appropriate for us to go in like this?"
"Miss Luo, you have already lied to the police, do you still need to worry about this?" Zhang Mo smiled, took out a dagger, and separated the seal posted by the police on the door. The group of people immediately acted like thieves.
He sneaked in sneakily.
After closing the door, we walked in the dark to the stairwell where the Filipino maid Maria was killed. Although it had been a whole day, there was still a strong smell of blood in the hall.
Zhang Mo first asked us to close all the curtains in the main hall on the first floor, and then carefully turned on the lights in the room.
As soon as the light came on, a trail of blood was clearly visible on the floor leading to the stairs.
"Aunt Maria...was killed here." Rowling couldn't help but sigh.
"Arlene, there's no need to blame yourself anymore." After I comforted her, I put on my gloves and stepped over the blood stains and went up the stairs.
At the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor, the oil painting was hanging quietly on the wall just as it was when we first discovered the Filipino maid.
I took a closer look at the oil painting. This time, the Japanese painter in the oil painting had turned his head again, and it became the way it looked when we first saw it, that is, the face was facing me.
I stood on tiptoe, carefully took the oil painting off the wall, and then placed it in the main hall.
A group of people immediately gathered in front of the oil painting, admiring it.
The third fat man pointed at the Japanese painter and asked me: "Sijiu, was he the person you saw moving in the oil painting?"
Luo Lin and I nodded at the same time, and the latter also said: "That's him. Sijiu and I both saw him turn his head towards us at that time, and kept staring at us both."
"Is that so...Zhenzhen Zhang, what is the origin of this painting? Have you investigated it?"
"Of course." Zhang Mo took out a piece of paper from his pocket and then read to us: "According to the auction information received by the gallery, the artist of this oil painting was a former Japanese expatriate, Shunji Ito, who was a member of the Japanese occupation during the Japanese occupation.
A well-known realist painter in Taiwan. In addition to being a painter, Shunji Ito was also a military reporter for a Japanese newspaper at the time. He was responsible for drawing propaganda posters for the Japanese military to beautify the imperial army. Therefore, he was also commended by the Japanese military.
It is said that the land on which he built this villa was given to him by the Japanese army as a reward to Ito."
"Okay." I interrupted Zhang Mo and said, "Zhang Mo, we don't have time to introduce it to the third fat man. Let's start destroying this painting quickly. If you have anything to prepare, just do it as soon as possible!"
"Okay, but let me declare in advance that my Taoism has limited effect on curses. I will not be able to guarantee your safety by then."
As he spoke, Zhang Mo took out a pile of yellow papers with runes written on them from his arms. According to what he said, these yellow papers have a strong restraint on ghosts and evil spirits. He asked us to place the yellow papers in the entire main hall.
After sticking it all over, he took out a bag of sulfur and a bag of cinnabar from his arms, and used these things to draw a big circle around the oil painting, saying that this was a formation to suppress evil spirits.
After it is destroyed, if something crawls out from there, it will be temporarily suppressed by this formation. Whether we can subdue it or not is not yet discussed, but at least it can buy us some time to escape.
After finishing everything, Zhang Mo clapped his hands in fear, and finally raised his head to glance at Mr. Z and Luo Lin, and said to them: "You two, are you here to watch for a while? Or should you go out and hide for a while?"
"Of course..."
Just as Luo Lin was about to answer, she was interrupted by me: "Mr. Z, please take Arlene out for shelter first."
"Four-nine!"
Hearing this, Luo Lin immediately looked at me angrily, but I did not give in this time and said to her: "Arlene, what we are going to do in a while is a narrow escape. If something unexpected happens,
None of us can take care of you."
"But I can take care of myself!" Rowling insisted with a pout.
"That's what I say, but as long as you are here, it is impossible for us to take care of you without distraction. Arlene, if you really want us all to be safe, please go out for a while."
Mr. Z listened to my words and agreed: "Arlene, Mr. Lin is right, we will only drag them down here, so let's go."
Seeing that Mr. Z said the same thing, Rowling finally stopped insisting. After she pursed her lips and told us to be careful, she and Mr. Z left the villa and waited for news about us outside the villa.
After hearing the sound of the villa door closing again, Zhang Mo took a deep breath and then said to us: "Okay, let's get started now."