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It was dinner time at this time. At this point, the Taiwanese police who were patrolling near the villa went back to eat early, so we entered the villa smoothly without encountering any obstacles.
Because I was embarrassed to be alone with Luo Lin, I finally asked the third fat man to accompany us into the villa.
We quickly walked into the main hall, and the oil painting was hanging on the wall at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor just as it was when we left last time. In the center of the main hall, the circle that Zhang Mo drew last time with sulfur and cinnabar is still there. Probably because they were afraid of the rumors that the villa was haunted, the police did not dare to approach the villa, so these things were already left in the villa. It has been several days and has not been discovered.
Although Zhang Mo has repeatedly claimed that the oil painting is no longer a problem, when the three of us saw the oil painting again, we couldn't help but feel a little palpitated. We all looked at the oil painting from a distance of several meters, and no one dared to Just go up and take the painting out of the frame.
After a while, I saw that none of them were making any moves. I thought it would be useless to waste time like this, so I bit the bullet and walked to the edge of the oil painting. Then I picked up a fruit knife that Zhang Mo had left nearby last time and cut the oil painting into pieces. Digging it out of the frame.
Before taking action, I hesitated for a moment, then stopped, picked up the talismans that Zhang Mo had left lying around to deal with the curse, and held them in my hand as amulets.
Having prepared all this, we started to pick up the paintings.
During this period, I was always on alert, fearing that a dark shadow would suddenly appear nearby, but fortunately, nothing happened in the room until I took off the entire painting.
After taking one last look at the creepy family portrait, I rolled up the oil painting, then stuffed it into Fatty San¡¯s hand, and said to him: ¡° Fatty San, put the painting in the car, I¡¯ll get some with Arlene. Just come out with a piece of clothing."
"Okay." The third fat man saw that no ghost appeared, and he became more courageous. When he saw Luo Lin had gone upstairs, he secretly winked at me and whispered: "Then I'll leave first. Oh, you two can stay here as long as you want, you can come out tomorrow morning, I won¡¯t mind.¡±
"What are you talking about?" I was so angry that I rolled my eyes at Fatty Three. I looked back at the stairs and found that Luo Lin had already gone up to the second floor. I thought she might not have heard what Fatty Three had just said, so I breathed a sigh of relief. .
I kicked San Fatty and said to him, "Go away," and then Fang went up the stairs amidst his laughter.
Rowling's parents' room is in the innermost bedroom on the second floor. When I went up, she had already pulled out a suitcase from the room and was stuffing clothes into it. When she saw me coming, she smiled at me. Said: "Sijiu, come and help me, you guys are more suitable for this strenuous job."
I said "hmm", rolled up my sleeves, and got ready to start working, but at this time, my cell phone rang.
I thought it was this guy, Fatty Three, who wanted to make fun of me, so I didn¡¯t really want to pick it up, but my phone kept ringing. When Luo Lin saw it, she asked me to answer the phone first.
"It's okay, it must have been beaten by that guy, San Fatty."
"You'd better answer it, what if he comes to you for something?"
"Aside from insulting me, what else can he do?" I curled my lips, but still listened to Luo Lin and took the phone out of my pocket.
But when I saw the incoming call on the phone screen, I was surprised because the call was actually from Zhang Mo.
It¡¯s strange, hasn¡¯t he already said everything that needs to be explained? Could it be that there was another accident in Japan?
I pressed the answer button, and then I heard Zhang Mo¡¯s anxious voice coming from the phone, as if he was going crazy.
"Forty-nine? Where are you now?"
"I'm at Luo Lin's villa? Didn't you ask me to pick up the oil painting? Luo Lin happened to come to pick up clothes for her parents, so we came in with her."
As soon as I said this, before I could hear what Zhang Mo had to say to me, I suddenly heard San Fatty¡¯s hoarse shouting.
The third fat man's voice seemed to come from outside the villa. On this deserted mountainside, the third fat man's voice seemed extremely harsh.
Please! Although we have just confirmed that the patrolling policemen have evacuated to eat, there is no guarantee that there will be no policemen coming back from dinner. If the three fat men are shouting so loudly outside, wouldn't it be easy for the policemen to discover us?
Although we have Luo Lin, the owner of the villa, the police are still classifying this villa as a crime.If she breaks into this place without permission, even she will probably be questioned by the police.
Thinking of this, I said wait a moment to Zhang Mo on the other end of the phone, and regardless of what he was yelling on the phone, as if he had something important to say to me, I came to the window.
Through the window, I saw the third fat man in the garden, waving his hands to me on the second floor, and still shouting: "Four-nine! It's gone, that thing is gone!"
"What's missing?" I yelled outside, but found that most of my voice was blocked by the glass, so I wanted to open the window, but the strange thing was that the window in this room seemed to be broken, regardless of me No matter how hard I try, I can't open it.
So, I could only shout outside as loudly as possible: "Three Fatties, what are you talking about? Louder!"
"Oil painting! The oil painting is missing!"
Oil painting?
My heart was shocked, and I turned back to look at Luo Lin and asked her, "Arlene, did you hear what that kid said?"
Luo Lin also came to the window at this time. It was obvious that she heard what she just said. She turned her head, stared at me and said, "Sijiu, Mr. Zhu seems to have said that the oil painting is missing?"
I looked out the window carefully again, and this time I noticed that the three fat men¡¯s hands were completely empty now. The oil painting I had just given to him had disappeared.
How is this going? Did this kid lose the oil painting?
I took a deep breath and thought that this guy San Pang was getting more and more unreliable. The last time he left me alone and went down the mountain to play, I didn¡¯t even settle the account. Now he has caused me such a big trouble again. .
Thinking of this, I was about to go out to find San Pang to ask for details, when I suddenly realized that the phone call with Zhang Mo had not ended yet.
As soon as I put the phone back to my ear, I heard Zhang Mo shouting from inside, and what he said almost made me drop my phone in fright.
"Hey, hey, hey! Sijiu, did you hear that? Don't take out the oil painting, there's something wrong with that oil painting! There's one more person in the painting! The curse of that oil painting may not be broken yet!"
Because the room was very quiet, Luo Lin could hear the voice on the phone clearly. I saw her expression getting worse and worse, and finally shouted at the phone in my hand: "You, youMr. Zhang What exactly do you mean? What does it mean to have one more person?"
Zhang Mo replied on the phone: "There should actually be only three people in the Ito family portrait! Ito Junji's real wife was a Japanese, and she died long before he went to Taiwan! After arriving in Taiwan, Ito Junji has been with him He has two children and has never married a Gaoshan woman!"
"What? Are you sure? Who is the woman in the painting?"
"I'm sure! We only found two tombstones in the cemetery of Ito Junji's family. One of them is that of Ito Junji and his two children, and the other is that of the Japanese wife. I have also confirmed it with the cemetery administrator. , when Shunji Ito was buried, there were indeed only three people."
"Then, the woman we saw may be the wife he later married in Taiwan? Maybe that woman did not return to Japan with Ito Shunji, so you can't find her tombstone in the cemetery!"
"I also hope so, so before we find out the truth of the matter, you go and don't take the oil painting out of the villa. If that woman is really not a family member of Ito Junji, then the ghost attached to the oil painting is not Ito Junji. It should be that woman!"
"That is to say, if we take the oil painting out of the villa now, will it still trigger a curse?" I said this in a daze, and then my heart suddenly picked up.
Just now, it seemed, it seemed Fatty Three shouted to me from below that the oil painting in his hand was missing Could it be that it was not Fatty Three who lost the painting, but that the curse had been activated?
Thinking of this, I immediately rushed out of the room and ran toward the stairs outside, with Rowling following closely behind me.
When we came to the corner of the stairs leading to the first floor and looked at the wall, I seemed to have fallen into an ice cave instantly, and my whole body was cold.
The oil painting that should have been taken away by the three fat men was actually hung on the wall again, and it was still perfectly embedded in the frame.
Not only that, but what made my whole body tremble was that the scene on the oil painting had changed again. On top of the oil painting, the Gaoshan woman who should have been standing to the left of Ito Shunji has disappeared! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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