Chapter 1232 Speculation (Happy Zongzi Festival~)

After searching the clinic, Zhang Heng and Songjia returned to the street and stood guard in front of the performer who jumped off the building. Songjia watched helplessly as the performer died little by little. Her young eyes gradually lost their sparkle, but she could do nothing. Moreover, during this period The ambulance was also missing.

Songjia couldn't bear it, so she called the hospital twice more. Unexpectedly, both calls were busy. It wasn't until she made a third call that the call was answered, but she was told that an ambulance had been dispatched. Go out, there is no way to get here.

The hospital said that this was the ninth call for help received in just five minutes. The only ambulance was no longer enough, and there were still emergency calls coming in, without exception. It was suicide, and they may not receive so many calls for help in a month or two. Medical staff and rescue equipment are already insufficient.

The situation at the police station is similar. The police are also confused about the sudden emergence of multiple suicides. They are soliciting clues from citizens through radio. However, so far, they have not gained anything. Instead, the police officers are a little overwhelmed.

"He's going to die." Zhang Heng said suddenly.

And just as he finished speaking these words, the performer's heartbeat finally stopped completely, his pupils dilated, and the expression on his face was forever fixed at the last moment.

Songjia shuddered, but when she looked at Zhang Heng aside, she found that the latter had already flipped through the notebook she found on the performer's body.

Most of them are music scores, but it can also be heard from the other party's previous performances that he has obviously embarked on an extremely rugged artistic path and is destined to be difficult to gain worldly recognition. Zhang Heng also learned piano. In my eyes, this thing can't even be called music, because even a beginner who doesn't know any musical notation will sound better than this music score.

Because the latter was just a random patchwork of crazy noises, Zhang Heng glanced at the messy music scores and handed the notebook to Songjia beside him, asking her, "What else is written on it?"

Songjia took the notebook, but after reading only a few pages, her brows furrowed. Zhang Heng could see that she was very resistant to the things on it, but even so, she endured the strong discomfort and read the contents. , I even read some places several times.

"The most mentioned word here is 'glorious consummation', which is a bit like the Doomsday Judgment in the Bible, or the prophecy of the Mayans. The person who wrote this firmly believes that that day will definitely come, and then the world will be There is no distinction between good and evil, and there are no legal, moral and ethical constraints. Everyone is happy and free on the earth, killing each other and enjoying the joy brought by massacre and destruction." Songjia paused here, " In addition, it also contains some descriptions of the dreams he had had, but most of them are incomprehensible and the words do not convey the meaning."

"Yeah." Zhang Heng nodded and didn't say anything. He just handed over the invoice. "Where do you look at this invoice?"

"This is the shopping receipt from the supermarket. I know that supermarket, it is about three kilometers away from us." Songjia answered quickly this time.

"Is this place also near that supermarket?" Zhang Heng said as he waved the pen with the cap off in front of the girl's eyes. Songjia saw the patterns engraved on the pen tip and the small characters hidden in it. , surprised by Zhang Heng’s powerful observation ability.

"This is the abbreviation of Nuuk Art Museum," Songjia said after looking at it carefully. "It is also the only private museum on the island. It was built in 2005. It contains a lot of art, not only paintings but also various... Carving is very popular with tourists, but it’s only open on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and weekends. What’s wrong? Is there any problem?”

Although the performer who jumped off the building played the violin like a ghost, he was still an artist anyway. In Songjia's opinion, it was normal for him to visit art museums to find inspiration.

Zhang Heng was noncommittal, "Do you still remember the story Ole told me? It was a group of people who attacked Aleshia, not one person. They all came from a mysterious group, and since it is a group, there should be a gathering. place, and Alessia has a blood feud with these people. She must have been tracing their whereabouts over the years. Although her small group only has three people, I believe that the tribe behind them will not provide any help at all. But there has been no harvest, which shows that those people have hidden it very well over the years.”

"Do you think they will be hidden in an art museum?" Songjia's eyes widened.

"The art museum is a very smart choice, because this group of people seems to have some mental problems to some extent, but I don't know whether they become believers because they are mentally sensitive, or whether they become mentally sensitive because they become believers. In short, if it is a collective action, it will still be quite conspicuous, but if it is an art gathering, there will be no such problem. You said earlier that the art museum is private and was built in 2005?"

"That's right."

"Well, those Inuit people were attacked inexplicably, and some people died. I guess they won't just let it go. There should be people investigating later. This group of people must have sensed the danger, so they built this museum. After all, The construction time was just after the last earthquake and the red aurora. In addition, it is open three times a week, and the remaining time can be used for internal gatherings." Zhang Heng said lightly, "So after the doctor left his residence That’s the most likely place to go.”

Songjia also knew what Zhang Heng said. Even because she was an aborigine on the island, she knew more than Zhang Heng. But if Zhang Heng hadn't pointed it out, Songjia wouldn't have been able to connect these scattered seemingly unrelated things. Things are pieced together into a complete clue.

In fact, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Songjia would never have believed that someone could do something like this that only appeared in novels and TV series. Until this moment, she really believed in the identity of Detective Zhang Heng and the latter's arrival. Greenland's purpose.

However, after learning that Dr. Baker might have gone to the art museum, Songjia couldn't help but hesitate. The main reason was that there were only two of them here, and according to Zhang Heng, the museum was probably the gathering place of the mysterious small group. Not to mention how many enemies there are inside, the guards of the museum itself are probably enough to give them a headache.

Songjia wanted to call the police and let the police handle it, but the only thing they could do was Zhang Heng's guess.