Meng looked at the pendant, her eyes slightly dull, and a hint of trance on her pretty face.
Her expression made Qin Nuo's expression change.
There really is hope.
He didn't make a sound to disturb her, just waited for her to come back to her senses.
After a moment, Meng's eyes regained some spirit, and Qin Nuo asked, "Did you remember anything?"
Meng nodded, but her tone was uncertain: "I remember some things, but... they are intermittent, like fragments."
"It's okay, tell me about it." Qin Nuo said.
Meng's little face was a little confused, and she said with some embarrassment: "I don't know how to explain it, but I think I can draw it."
"Draw it?" Qin Nuo had a strange expression on his face. Where could he find a drawing board and a paintbrush at this time?
"There is a studio on the fifth floor." Meng said.
"Let's go." Qin Nuo didn't hesitate. He could only get more clues from Meng now. He pulled her and left the hall.
The studio on the fifth floor is not a professional studio. Things are very messy, with oil pencils and drawing boards scattered all over the floor. Some of the drawing boards are painted with all kinds of strange things.
Obviously, this is just an entertainment room for patients.
Qin Nuo found a relatively clean drawing board, placed it on the easel, found a relatively neat row of paintbrushes, and said, "Paint."
Meng shook her head: "One drawing board is not enough, there are many things to draw."
Qin Nuo didn't waste any time and found several drawing boards in succession and arranged them together.
Meng then picked up a sketch pen from the colorful paintbrushes and walked towards the drawing board.
Then, Meng closed her eyes and used the sketch pen in her hand to describe on the drawing board the fragments of memory that had been restored in her mind because of the gem pendant.
A pair of nimble little hands moved quickly across the drawing board, like a printer, shocking the eyes. The sketch background of the first drawing board appeared in front of Qin Nuo within just a few minutes.
Meng didn't open his eyes, but continued to hold the sketch pen, which fell on the second drawing board.
In the first panel, a woman in a nun's uniform is pinned to the ground by a slovenly man, who is tearing her clothes with his hands.
The perverted smile on the man's face, the intense desire in his eyes, the helpless wailing of the woman, and her expression of panic are particularly vivid and even shocking.
It is clearly a static portrait, but it seems to be presented before your eyes, as if you are witnessing a tragic ** scene with your own eyes.
"This child is really proficient in everything, including music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
Qin Nuo murmured. The information revealed by the first drawing board was nothing new to him.
Because he had previously received this information from the cursed nun through Constantine's cigarettes.
Dirty woman, raped by dirty man...
The only surprise was that this woman was also a nun.
However, the nun in the drawing board and the cursed nun have two different faces, not the same person!
At this time, Meng had already finished drawing the second drawing board, and Qin Nuo's gaze naturally moved to it.
The woman was nailed to the cross, with fire burning underneath. Religious believers gathered together, holding the cross in their hands, bowing their heads, and chanting devoutly.
The woman was defiled, crucified, and burned alive by religious believers...
This was also the information I got from the spiritual communication.
Could this woman who was burned to death be the mastermind behind the incident?
If so, where is it now?
Qin Nuo muttered to himself while turning his attention to the third drawing board.
The image on the third panel is the same as that on the second panel, except that behind the burned nun, there is an additional shadow, the shadow of a child.
"The implication here is that the nun secretly gave birth to a child with a convict."
When Qin Nuo saw the third drawing board, he had a basic guess about the content that followed.
The fourth and fifth sketches basically show the religious believers discovering that the nun has a child. The child is subjected to humiliation and harm, and finally, like her mother, is burned alive again...
But when Qin Nuo looked at the remaining drawing board, his expression changed slightly, and then his face became more and more solemn.
When he was painting on the eighth board, Meng stopped, opened his eyes, looked around, turned to Qin Nuo and said, "Brother, this is all I can remember."
"The rest is very vague. I try hard to think, but the more I think, the more headache I get."
"It's okay, that's enough."
Qin Nuo touched her head, took out a puzzle piece, looked at the eyes in the puzzle, and had a guess in his mind.
Could it be like this?
Isn’t that a bit outrageous?
No, for a horror game, any outrageous and absurd plot is within the normal range.
"You seem to have the answer?" asked the Blood-Eyed Ghost.
"Yes, yes."
Qin Nuo put away the puzzle pieces: "But without accurate confirmation, it's just a guess after all."
"So, we still have to find all the pieces of the puzzle."
Qin Nuo took Meng's little hand, and the latter raised his little head and asked, "Where are we going now?"
"To peel off the veil of the final truth."
Qin Nuo smiled at her.
…
In the dark night of the mental hospital, a terrifying sound suddenly rang out.
Then, with a few muffled sounds, the terrifying sound stopped abruptly.
A door was opened and the smell of blood filled the air.
A horrible corpse fell to the ground. Lan Yan grabbed the door frame and came out weakly. There was a big cut on his chest, and blood was flowing, staining his shirt red.
"Damn, this wound is too severe. Will I be unable to hold on?"
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