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Chapter 10 #9 Owl

Regarding Clement's statement that he compared himself to a spider, Reid only nodded, not surprised at all.

Reid is not familiar with Clement, so he can't quite understand what Clement said.But Dr. Reid is very smart, there is no doubt about it, and based on his experience, some experiences that Reid is still reluctant to recall have taught him a truth-maybe a genius is born to cause many misunderstandings, even if his IQ is as high as 187 , In terms of interpersonal communication, he is still stupid.

So after Reid encountered such an unexpected episode, he didn't think about the many best-selling language books he had read.

He slightly pursed his lower lip, seemed to be smiling, and then said to Clement the words that were most in line with his heart: "..."

Clement didn't hear clearly, because the moment Reid spoke, Clement heard another slightly louder voice: "Reid!"

A deliberately lowered volume came from the other side of the art wall. Clement and Reid turned their heads at the same time, and met three smiling faces.

Garcia, Morgan, and Elle came together, and Clement also saw Rossi behind them with a calm face.

Reid helped the messenger bag on his body. When Clement thought he was going to take two steps in that direction, Reid turned his face and said to him: "Clement, I mean your idea is really interesting, and the spider you drew It is really very vivid. You must know that although the arachnids are a very small family in the arachnids, accounting for only 0.25% of the total arachnids, they have played an important role in the history of the arachnids from ancient times to the present. It's amazing, and the wrasse spider can be said to be standing at the tip of the pyramid of spiders..."

Reid tightened his grip on the strap of the postman's bag, he was not very good at hiding himself, "I mean how beautiful they look."

Clement's eyes were wide open, but within a second, the corners of his mouth curled up.

I have to say that when Clement opened his eyes wide, showing clear black and white, and the beautiful eyes raised from the corners of his eyes, his eye-catching expression really resembled Wednesday.

Reid was suddenly a little shy, grabbed his bag and wanted to hurry to join Morgan and the others.

At this time, Clement raised his hand, and despite being baptized by paint all the year round, his still pretty tight fingers brushed Reid's shoulder lightly. They were about the same height, but Clement's gestures were much calmer than Reid, who was restrained by nature.

Reid: "What's wrong?"

Clement: "I'm just very happy, I just do what I want."

He stroked the hair on his forehead back, as if deliberately drawing people's attention to the spider pattern on the left side of his face, "It's always a pleasure to get along with Dr. Reid, and I'm very happy that you Its praise—and it's a compliment to me."

Reid blushed suddenly.

With a smile on Clement's lips, he naturally gave Reid a little help, allowing the somewhat sluggish babyboy to move forward along the strength of his hand until he was face to face with Morgan and the others.

The handsome chocolate guy looked suspicious, looked left and right, and looked at Reid even more at a loss.

Garcia and Elle were not in a hurry to rescue Reid either.Of course, they all love Dr. Reid, but in different ways. The little doctor is always too cute at such times.

Rossi walked over at a leisurely pace, greeted Reid, and introduced himself by the way.

Reid immediately came out of the shy state and became a Dr. Reid with a wealth of knowledge. He even took out a book by Rossi from the messenger bag. According to him, Rossi's new book was released, and he bought it on the way One.

Rossi signed an autograph for Reid, and then saw that Morgan and Garcia were interested in talking to Reid, probably joking or something, so he moved a few steps away from them to Clement.

Rossi: "You like him a lot?"

Clement: "Yes."

There is an art wall between the non-sale items and the large exhibition area, which is equivalent to separating a space with only three walls. Therefore, although some people come, in order to keep the environment pleasant, the audience spontaneously restrains and observes etiquette. Basically, the people here If the number is too high, someone will leave voluntarily, which will disturb other audiences.

Therefore, after several people from BAU went in, Rossi, who had seen the painting a long time ago, didn't intend to go in. To his surprise, Clement didn't move either.He glanced at Clement and asked, "Didn't you invite them?"

Clement: "Ah, with Dr. Reid here, I don't think they are short of commentators."

He lifted his chin slightly, and motioned Rossi to look at the other people here: "There are other audiences present, too many people will disturb their mood."

Rossi raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

Rossi: "I remember that you seldom draw portraits. The only ones that have been exposed so far are "Garamia" and "The Addams Family."

Clement: "But the five you've seen."

Rossi is very mature, and he didn't want to argue with the younger generation, so he just smiled calmly: "The Addams Family is a family portrait you painted, and it was exhibited in your solo exhibition last year, and the other three are "Decomposition", "Brothers and Sisters", "Sudden Tilt". The first painting is about your uncle and aunt, and the theme is their love..."

Rossi smiled meaningfully at him, "The implication is too strong, I still can't forget it."

Clement snorted lightly: "That's because you haven't seen them in person."

Clement changed his expression, the smile faded from his face, and turned into Gujing Wubo's indifference, but when he opened his mouth, that indifference seemed strange.

Clement said, "Oh, my beauty, I could die for her, I could kill for her!"

"Your enthusiasm last night really scared me."

"You burned yourself, you were impulsive and reckless!"

"My prodigal son, do it again!"

Clement's tone is very vivid and lifelike, even if Rossi has never met the Addams in person, she can be sure that Clement's acting is very similar.

Because if there is no prototype, Rossi really can't believe that the above words are all from Clement's mouth.

You know that impassioned aria and the singer's exclamation, Rossi has never seen similar elements in Clement.

Rossi: "...you're right, I'm the ignorant."

Clement tuned in, and his control was really good. Even though Rossi was amazed at hearing it, even though he was convinced by Clement's stunt, the BAUs in the exhibition area on the other side of the wall still didn't hear the wind.

Rossi: "Uh, let's go back to the previous topic. You have painted family portraits, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, and even your housekeeper who is over two meters tall."

Clement: "Huh?"

Rossi: "I wanted to ask you to draw a picture for me before, but you refused me on the grounds that you can't paint for people who don't have feelings."

Clement: "Are you accusing me? I think I'm pretty good at being a book fan." He weighed the sketchbook in his hand, pouted, "I've also drawn your characters, don't forget."

Rossi deliberately said: "I really forgot."

Clement raised his eyes and glanced at Reid who was diagonally opposite, but he was too lazy to cooperate with him anyway.

Rossi followed his gaze, lowered his tone slowly, and said in a very focused and gossiping voice: "I think you really want to draw that little doctor? A little genius with a super high IQ, BAU is now It's amazing."

Clement closed his mouth and snorted softly, not knowing whether to deny or admit it.

Rossi didn't ask any more questions.

Clement watched him put on a calm and successful smile, lit a cigar, and left his friends who were many years younger to look at his paintings.

Clement stood alone for a while, turning a few thoughts back and forth in his mind. Before he could implement them one by one, a young man walked up to him with a hesitant face.

Clement recognized him. He has always had a photographic memory, not to mention that the other party was one of the few people he invited to enter the exhibition "free of charge".

The young boy was the same as when he was at the door, and he didn't show much cheerful personality in the exhibition.

Clement didn't speak, just stared at him calmly.

The other party was looked at by Clement, and he was a little embarrassed and said: "Hello, are you Mr. Clement Addams, right? These paintings are all made by you..."

Clement nodded, "Is there a problem?"

The young man lowered his head, rubbed the toes of his two feet together, and said, "I would like to ask, Mr. Addams, why can you draw those pictures for the world to see? You don't think they are too much. ...is too scary to be affected by them?"

Clement: "No."

Clement: "In my eyes, they are the most beautiful scenery, why talk about fear?"

Clement's tone was okay, maybe he had seen the other party's painting, and the painting gave him a good first impression, and he didn't treat him with the indifference that he usually shows indifferent to strangers.

And when Clement sees Reid, his mood will always be a little better than usual, and he will be more patient. He will think that Reid is not far away, so he will not hesitate to give this young man who seems to be standing at a crossroads a little bit. advise.

Clement asked the other to look at the painting that was closest to them.

Clement exhibited two owls in this exhibition, one on the gallows is not for sale, and the other is this one: in the background of a magnificent ball, the owl that symbolizes darkness twists its neck and hoots.

Clement: "What do you think? Tell me."

The young man expressed his thoughts as sincerely as possible: "I'm worried that its head will be twisted off."

Clement asked him back: "Did you know? The owl's head can rotate about 270 degrees, and its field of vision is almost 360 degrees. Nothing around it can escape their eyes."

Clement said: "You suspect that its head will fall off, but in fact it will never be separated from its head. Just because you see bad luck does not mean that bad luck will happen. All these are just human beings' unfounded worries."

Young man: "What if I see death?"

Clement stared.

The young man stammered as if he had exhausted all his strength: "If I see death, I see an owl, I think someone in that house will find it, and they will hunt it with guns, and the owl will die in the end. On that tree."

He and Clement looked at each other with complicated eyes, full of longing and despair, "Is this also my unfounded worry?"

Clement: "Hmm..."

Clement was silent for more than ten seconds. He used this to tell the other party that he had thought about it seriously before he said the following words: "An owl is an owl, and he will not die. It not only lives in the world in the painting, but also The gifted 360-degree vision allows it to fly off the ground before it snaps."

"And you," Clement said admonishingly: "If you are always you, that is - don't be blinded by what you see, when you see it, you are still worrying about it. And once you are blinded by it, Deception, driven by it, you are not you anymore, and you are not afraid to worry about it."

Clement tapped his lower lip with his finger, and smiled deeply, "But I don't think you want to become anything else?"

The young man closed his mouth tightly, panting in his nasal cavity as thick as a stranded fish, and his eyes were also stained with bloodshot eyes.

But in the end, he still shook his head vigorously up and down.

The author has something to say:

> Today is Christmas, Merry Christmas wwww

In fact, I don’t feel anything, but it’s always good to have a reason to be happy 2333333

> Just finished writing now.

Then I’m afraid that you will be misled by the case notice I mentioned earlier, saying that the young man is not the murderer of the case or something. This chapter can be said to be the foreshadowing of the following chapters. The specifics are not spoilers, but the case notice... still hasn’t come out w

I don't have time to check this chapter, and I should correct my mistakes when I have time during the day.

See you on the 28th, I must work hard to save the manuscript qaq

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