Chapter 410: What’s the Purpose
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Those pictures were from overseas, and only Fang Lan had seen them.
Since she could not take them away, she only picked the most important ones and took some photos.
The difference between the early paintings and the final works could be seen at a glance.
“At first, the strokes of these paintings were very immature. Later on, they gradually became more exquisite, but the words still looked like they were written by an immature child.”
Shen Hanyu answered Sang Qianqian slowly, “Only the last two paintings were done with a skillful and exquisite brush. Whether it was the painting itself or the words, there was no way to tell that it was done by a person with a mental problem.”
“Can I see the photo?”
Sang Qianqian asked, “It shouldn’t be n o’clock yet, so it’s not too late.”
Shen Hanyu knew that if he didn’t let her see it tonight, she might not be able to sleep. He got up and turned on the wall lamp, taking out his phone to pull out a photo.
Fang Lan had snuck into the house at night, avoiding the surveillance cameras and guards. Naturally, she had taken photos of the paintings in the dark.
The light wasn’t very clear, but he could still see the contents of the painting.
The first few paintings were probably taken from different stages of the album. It was obvious that the artist’s drawing ability and level were gradually improving.
However, the words under the painting could be considered childish, similar to the diary of a kindergarten or lower-grade primary school student.
One name was frequently mentioned in every drawing: “Brother Shao Jin.”
However, the last two paintings were very artistic. One of them was a painting of a white pigeon, and the other was a lonely figure of a little girl.
Beneath it was a line of small, elegant words. “When you were not around, even my favorite hobby of feeding pigeons became boring.”
The other one was a girl who was running among the flowers, her long hair fluttering in the wind. She looked pretty, and her facial features were very similar to Ruan Xiaodie’s.
In the drawing, the girl was looking back and smiling. In the direction she was looking at, there was an illusory figure of a youth.
Below it was a small sentence, “When you come back, I’ll give you a surprise. You would never know what this surprise is.
The colors of these two paintings were vibrant and beautiful. There was even a small butterfly drawn under the small characters, and the date was indicated.
And this date was the period after Shao Jin returned to the country last year.
Sang Qianqian looked at the two paintings carefully, her expression turning grave.
When she first met Ruan Xiaodie overseas, her aunt had just died of illness.
Ruan Xiaodie’s condition was not good at that time. She was like a frightened bird, and she could not communicate with others. She could almost be classified as a patient with a severe mental disability.
However, these two paintings, be it the composition or the text, were clearly no different from normal people.
At least, her IQ.wasn’t in a state of ‘intellectual disability’ when she painted these two paintings.
Sang Qianqian thought to herself and subconsciously flipped through the photos. What she saw was a pure black doodle.
She was stunned. The next second, Shen Hanyu snatched her phone away.
“Did you find that doodle in the picture album?”
Sang Qianqian calmed herself down. “I haven’t seen it clearly. Let me look at it again.”
“That drawing is too depressing.”
Shen Hanyu kept his phone. “It’s not suitable to look at it at night.”
“No matter how depressing it is, can it be as bad as the morgue in the hospital?”
Sang Qianqian smiled and said, “Have you forgotten that 1 spent a night in the morgue when I was studying abroad?”
Shen Hanyu still wouldn’t hand the phone over to her.
“I don’t want to. You’re going on a business trip tomorrow morning, so 1 want to see it now.”
She pounced on him and tried to snatch the phone away. Shen Hanyu was afraid of touching her wound, so he had no choice but to let her have her way.
The black scribbles reappeared in front of Sang Qianqian’s view.
The painting was filled with messy abstract lines as if the artist had drawn it randomly in a very angry mood. However, if one looked closely, one could vaguely make out that in the middle of the painting, there was a black tombstone.
Around the tombstone, there seemed to be lightning and swords that pierced through the human figures formed by lines. On the ground, there were broken faces and broken limbs…
Even though Sang Qianqian was mentally prepared, she still felt her hair stand on end and goosebumps all over her body.
When she was young, she also learned painting from a famous teacher. Although her painting skills could only be considered presentable, she still had the ability to appreciate it.
Most importantly, she was now a doctor and had a lot of knowledge in psychology.
This pure black drawing could almost be described as terrifying. It was a mixture of pain, longing, madness, cruelty, and even darkness.
From a psychological point of view, the artist would already be considered to have a high-risk personality from this drawing. It wouldn’t be surprising if they would end up murdering someone in the future. This was because the person’s almost paranoid and cruel revenge mentality could be traced in this doodle.
“Was this really painted by Xiaodie?”
Sang Qianqian mumbled, almost unable to connect the terrifying drawing in front of her with that innocent girl.
“There’s no signature or date under this drawing, so we still need to confirm if it’s hers. Based on the few photos in the album, it would be impossible to confirm if Ruan Xiaodie was the person behind all of them.”
Although Shen Hanyu said that, he was clearly just comforting Sang Qianqian.
In fact, even she could tell that although this doodle looked messy, the way the brush moved and the technique used was clearly from the same person.
Moreover, since this was Ruan Xiaodie’s album, no one else would be able to draw on it.
“In a few days, I’ll go to the Xie family to check on her.”
Sang Qianqian thought about it. “I have a way to test her.”
She was afraid that Shen Hanyu would not agree. “But don’t worry, we won’t alert her, and there won’t be any danger. It’s just a small test within the treatment.”
She only wanted to test Ruan Xiaodie’s handwriting and see if she knew how to draw.
“You can do it. However, if you really confirm anything…”
Shen Hanyu’s tone was unusually serious. “You’d better find a reason not to meet Ruan Xiaodie again.”
Sang Qianqian agreed immediately. “No problem.”
If she could really confirm something, then Ruan Xiaodie wouldn’t need treatment at all.
When the time came, she could find an excuse to say that the girl was in a good state of ‘recovery’ and that she did not need acupuncture treatment later on. She would only need to hand Ruan Xiaodie some medicine and could completely avoid meeting her again.
Shen Hanyu was pleased to see that she was happy. He pulled her into his arms and said, “Don’t think about these things now. Go to sleep.”
He was going to take a flight overseas the next morning. Sang Qianqian didn’t want to disturb his rest, so she nodded obediently.
The lights went out. In the darkness, she couldn’t fall asleep no matter what.
She suddenly thought of a question. If Ruan Xiaodie’s IQwas not a problem at all, then what was the purpose of pretending to be a child and following Xie Shi’an back to China?
Was it to take revenge for Shao Jin and Ruan Cheng?
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