As soon as the call was connected, an excited voice came from the other side: "Miss Qiao, thanks to you, my dad woke up!"
It was Zhang Xiaoyue. Qiao Ruoxi's eyes lit up instantly: "Awake? How's the situation?"
"The doctor is doing an examination and should have the results soon!"
"Okay, I'll come later."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Ruoxi turned around and saw that Pei Yaozhou looked even more pitiful.
Because she will be joining the crew starting next week, the two of them had originally agreed to go out for a walk during the day and have dinner together in the evening.
Pei Yaozhou turned his face away: "It's okay, I'll just go to the company and kill some time. I don't have much appetite anyway."
Qiao Ruoxi almost laughed at Pei Yaozhou's expression. She took out her phone and called Zhang Xiaoyue back: "I won't come today. See you tomorrow."
In the reflection of the glass window, Pei Yaozhou couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
*
The next day, Qiao Ruoxi went to the exclusive VIP ward of Beijing Yuanzhou Private Hospital.
Zhang Xiaoyue was also very happy to see Qiao Ruoxi, but she was obviously not as excited as she was when she spoke on the phone yesterday.
"What's the situation?" Qiao Ruoxi asked.
Zhang Xiaoyue glanced at her father, who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, and smiled bitterly. "There's nothing serious wrong with his body. It's just that when he fell into the reservoir, he hit his head and lost his memory."
"Amnesia?" Qiao Ruoxi raised an eyebrow.
Just at this time, Zhang Xiaoyue's father woke up. He first looked around in a daze, and then, as if stimulated by something, began to pull his hair hard.
Zhang Xiaoyue immediately rushed over, took out a stack of white paper and a pencil from the drawer, and handed them to her father.
At this moment, something strange happened.
The moment Zhang Xiaoyue's father touched the pen, he became quiet and began to draw on the paper.
"Your father's condition shouldn't be just as simple as amnesia, right?" Qiao Ruoxi asked.
Zhang Xiaoyue nodded. "The doctor said there's also confusion caused by brain damage, which leads to a stress reaction. I've tried many methods, but the self-harming behavior can only be stopped when I get him to hold a pen and paper."
As Qiao Ruoxi listened, she watched Zhang Xiaoyue's father painting and gradually narrowed her eyes.
"Your father's paintings are quite good, with mountains and water, and they're very realistic."
Zhang Xiaoyue looked at her father with a distant gaze: "Actually, I was influenced by my father to study design."
"Although he used to race cars and later worked as a driver, he also loved painting when he had free time. My first painting teacher was my dad."
"Are there any other paintings?" Qiao Ruoxi asked.
"Yes!" Zhang Xiaoyue opened the drawer again and took out a dozen sheets of drawing paper. "This is what my dad drew yesterday."
Qiao Ruoxi flipped through the pages one by one, but when she got to the end she found that the content was repetitive.
"Why does your father keep drawing these things? Can you tell what he is drawing?"
After reading it, Zhang Xiaoyue shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.
Qiao Ruoxi went downstairs to buy colored pens and placed them next to Zhang Xiaoyue's father.
Originally, I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn’t expect that Zhang Xiaoyue’s father would actually pick up the colored pen and start painting.
Gradually, everything in the painting began to become clearer.
"Ding ding——" the text message ringtone of the mobile phone rang.
Qiao Ruoxi took a look and saw that it was another text message from that little girl Xue Han.
The text message read: [Master Qiao, are you more interested in taking me in as your disciple today than you were yesterday?]
At the end of the text message, there was an emoticon of a well-behaved little rabbit.
Qiao Ruoxi smiled and shook her head. It had been several days since the cruise ship incident, and this little girl still sent her text messages every day regardless of the weather.
The content of the message is nothing more than two things - being cute and asking for a disciple.
He really took Mrs. Pei's joke to heart and put it into action.
Now her phone's storage is full, half of it occupied by text messages and videos between her and Pei Yaozhou.
She had to admit that she was almost moved by the little girl's persistence.
Qiao Ruoxi's eyes turned, and she thought of something. She took a photo of the colorful painting that Zhang Xiaoyue's father had just drawn.
[I need your help with something.] Qiao Ruoxi sent a text message to Xue Han.
Xue Han replied immediately: [Master, you finally paid attention to me. Let alone help, I'm willing to go through fire and water for you!] Little Rabbit Effort.JPG
The corners of Qiao Ruoxi's lips twitched, and she sent the photo she had just taken with a message attached.
【From a psychological perspective, what can you see from these paintings? 】
After the picture was sent out, Xue Han never replied to the message again, but called directly.
"Master, are you okay now? Have you encountered any personal threats?" Xue Han asked anxiously.
Qiao Ruoxi frowned: "I'm fine, why are you asking?"
Xue Han swallowed hard and said, "There's something wrong with this painting. I mean, there's something wrong with the person who drew this painting!"
Qiao Ruoxi glanced at the man drawing on the hospital bed, left the ward, and went to the corridor: "He does have a problem. He suffered a head injury and lost his memory. Now he can't do anything else except drawing."
"Master, that's not what I meant!" Xue Han lowered his voice.
"Several of his paintings show serious violence. I can assure you from my professional experience that this man has definitely colluded with others to kill more than one person!"
Qiao Ruoxi frowned even more tightly: "Can you tell who the murderer was, or are there any other clues?"
"I can't tell. However, there are a few paintings with obvious landmarks. You can try to check. If you can pinpoint the location, I'll mark it and send it to you!"
Having said that, Xue Han hung up the phone and quickly sent a picture with three circles drawn on it.
The landmark buildings in the picture are: the TV tower, the billboard, and the road sign with a white swallow painted on it.
Qiao Ruoxi took photos of the three paintings separately and sent them to Zhuo Yanting.
Please check for me what these three places are and whether any strange things have ever happened there, such as murders.
Zhuo Yanting and Xue Han replied immediately: [No problem, God, you can trust me!]
Perhaps because he was tired from painting, when Qiao Ruoxi returned to the ward, Zhang Xiaoyue's father had already fallen asleep.
Qiao Ruoxi asked someone to send over a whole box of drawing paper and colored pens, and gave Zhang Xiaoyue a few instructions before leaving.
She was sitting in an online taxi when she received a call from Zhuo Yanting.
"Master, I have found out everything you asked me to find out. The three landmarks are in Xianglu County, Zhangcheng, and Shanma City."
Qiao Ruoxi was a little surprised: "These landmarks are not that rare, how could they be found so quickly?"
Zhuo Yanting chuckled, "Master, what a coincidence! The special investigation team recently took on an S-level case, and it just so happened that murders happened in the places you mentioned!"
"Master, you are my lucky star. Can we work together happily again?"
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