Seeing that Fan Yu's aunt was so cooperative, Chen Ge took the initiative to step forward and pick up the painting on the ground.

There was a black house drawn on the white paper. The house was crowded with red figures. In the place where all the red figures were unwilling to approach, there was an extremely eye-catching black figure.

"Is this what you said about me being in the painting? How do you prove it?" Chen Ge would not believe the other party just based on a painting.

"The people in Fan Yu's paintings have always been red. This is the first time I've seen a black man appear. I thought about it for a long time before I was sure that the black man was you, because in the past month, you are the only outsider who has entered my house." Fan Yu's aunt stood in the corner of the toilet, and the raindrops on her body slid to the ground, making a dripping sound.

"That's all? What do these little red men mean? What's the difference between the little black men and the little red men?"

Fan Yu's aunt stood in the darkness and looked at Chen Ge silently. Just when Chen Ge thought that she would not tell the truth, she suddenly spoke: "The red man represents a ghost. This is the first time I have seen a black man. It may represent a person."

"ghost?"

"I know you don't believe it, but some things are hard to explain." Fan Yu's aunt said calmly, as if she had thought of this a long time ago: "Before Fan Yu's parents got into trouble, I knew that Fan Yu could see things that ordinary people couldn't see. His parents also knew this, but they didn't believe in ghosts or anything like that."

"Fan Yu's parents don't believe it, why do you believe it?" Chen Ge's curiosity was aroused.

"At first, no one knew Fan Yu had this ability until my husband and two children died in a car accident. That was the darkest time in my life. Whenever I saw their photos, I would break down and cry. Every time this happened, Fan Yu would come running to find me with his painting. There were two red figures painted in a black house. He said the two red figures were my brother and sister."

There was a rare warmth in Fan Yu's aunt's eyes: "I didn't believe it at first, thinking that Fan Yu was trying to cheer me up, but as Fan Yu drew more and more pictures, I wavered. I found Fan Yu and asked him what his brother and sister were doing now. He described it in great detail, including some of my children's unique habits, which only I, as a mother, know."

"So you believe that Fan Yu can see ghosts?"

"Yes, maybe I also subjectively hope that all this is true. Sometimes I even think that my child is attached to Fan Yu."

"Even if this is true, a painting alone can't prove anything. Does that mean everyone painted by Fan Yu will die?" Chen Ge still hadn't let down his guard.

"You can look at the other side of this painting."

At the suggestion of Aunt Fan Yu, Chen Ge turned the painting over. There was a dry well drawn on the white paper. There were several brightly colored red figures crawling out of the well. A black figure was standing by the well. What was interesting was that the position of the black figure on the back of the paper was exactly the same as the position where the black figure on the front of the paper was standing.

"It is said that there is a well in this school where many people have died. The ghosts in the well are about to escape, and you are standing at the mouth of the well. You have been targeted by them. If you stay here any longer, something bad will happen." Aunt Fan Yu said this sincerely, as if she was really thinking about Chen Ge.

Touching the drawing paper, Chen Ge stared at the painting carefully for a long time, frowned slightly, and compared the little people on the front and back of the drawing paper. He had the answer in his mind.

"It seems that I misunderstood you." Chen Ge casually stuffed Fan Yu's painting into his pocket, with no intention of returning it. "It just so happens that I am also about to leave, and we can keep each other company on the road. This place is too creepy."

"Yes." Fan Yu's aunt nodded and walked towards Chen Ge.

Chen Ge seemed to have completely believed Fan Yu's aunt. He turned and left, exposing his defenseless back to Fan Yu's aunt's sight.

The two people had their own thoughts, one in front and one behind.

Chen Ge walked very slowly, holding the tool hammer tightly in his hand. Behind him, Fan Yu's aunt seemed to be afraid of being alone, and gradually quickened her pace. If someone could see Chen Ge's expression at this time, they would find that Chen Ge, who was walking in front, had eyes that were frighteningly calm.

The distance between the two people was getting closer and closer. When Fan Yu's aunt was about to surpass Chen Ge, the thin and dark woman showed an expression completely different from before. The veins on her face were bulging, and the hand hidden under the raincoat suddenly stretched out, holding something and stabbing Chen Ge!

"I knew there was something wrong with you." Chen Ge's reaction was faster than hers, and his attack was more ruthless than hers. He swung the tool hammer at her and kicked her right after.

“Bang!”

Fan Yu's aunt bumped into the back wall of the toilet, and the things in her hands fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Chen Ge walked over and only then could he see clearly that the sound was coming from a boning knife. This knife was not big, and was used to cut tendons and cartilage during slaughter. It was very sharp.

With her hair disheveled, Fan Yu's aunt climbed up from the ground like a demon, but Chen Ge did not give her the chance to attack him and "helped" her lie down on the ground.

"When I was at your house, I felt that there was something wrong with you, but I could never prove it. Now I finally see your true face."

The power disparity was huge. Fan Yu's aunt tried several times but failed to stand up. She looked at Chen Ge with hatred: "How did you find out?"

"I never believed you from the beginning. And this painting, the painting on the back is forged by you. Do you think it's easy to imitate a child's painting? Don't look at me like that. You are the one who made the mistake. If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself." Chen Ge picked up the boning knife and looked at the cold blade: "You killed Fan Yu's parents, right? No matter what your motive is, if you kill your own relatives, what's the difference between you and an animal?"

"I never thought of killing anyone! You don't even know what happened that day!" Fan Yu's aunt had a ferocious look on her face, as if she was thinking of some bad memories.

"I don't know what happened, but I know you must be one of the murderers." Chen Ge was thinking about how to make the other party temporarily lose the ability to move.

"The murderer was Fan Yu's father!"

"Put all the blame on a dead person? Do you think you can clear yourself this way?" Chen Ge relaxed a little after he confirmed that Aunt Fan Yu did not have any other murder weapons.

"It's true." Fan Yu's aunt lay on the ground and finally spoke out the memory hidden in her heart: "My brother has a special fetish. In this toilet, he drove a girl crazy. Later, I heard that the girl committed suicide. After this incident, my brother became even more abnormal. He was suspicious and always said that someone wanted to kill him. My sister-in-law couldn't stand it anymore and decided to divorce him, but my brother refused to agree. My sister-in-law had no choice but to threaten my brother, saying that if he didn't divorce, she would make all his fetishes and crimes public."

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