There were only two players left in Jiang Jiang's villa. Without her, the two players also disappeared from the public area as if they were invisible. There was not a single living person in the huge villa, which made her a little uneasy at first.
Bian Yongyi gradually became bolder, and when he found that no one cared about him, he slowly started to move around the villa.
Apart from her paintings, the most valuable things in Jiang Jiang's villa are other people's paintings. These paintings were sent by others in order to please her or in exchange for benefits. They are hung on almost every wall of the villa, and the owner of the villa seems to have
I don't care much about these expensive paintings, even the kitchen is decorated with two small ones.
"You're so rich." Bian Yongyi clicked his tongue, touched the limited edition toy models placed on the cabinet, and then sneaked upstairs.
He didn't use a silencer, he just walked softly - he was afraid that others would not be able to explain it after they found out.
However, when he slowly walked upstairs, no bodyguard showed up, so he confidently and boldly opened the room on the second floor until he reached Jiang Jiang's studio.
The paintings in the studio were all covered with white cloth. Bian Yongyi thought it was a finished painting by Jiang Jiang, so he casually opened one of the paintings.
But he didn't expect that these were not the warm and healing paintings he saw online. The picture was dark in tone, which made people feel uncomfortable at first glance, and the content of the painting was definitely not healing: a man's body was separated on the painting paper.
The tattered body fell to the ground, surrounded by blood, and his head was being bitten by a strange beast, and blood was dripping to the ground... And behind the beast, there were a large number of hands and feet stretching into the air, and it seemed that it had
Forming a mountain of corpses.
Bian Yongyi only glanced at it and quickly covered it with cloth, muttering "Everyone has a dark side" before looking at the next picture.
This one is not as scary as the previous one. It just depicts the death of a person. He is half-leaning in front of an ornately decorated pillar, with his hands on his belly making the shape of a heart.
Bian Yongyi recognized the person in the painting immediately. Although he did not recognize this person and could not remember his face clearly, his posture was so special that no one would forget it after just one glance - this person was Jiang Jiang
The bodyguard died in an exhibition a month ago. He did this not to show his love to anyone, but to use his characteristics.
"I didn't expect the famous Jiang Jiang to have such a special hobby."
Next, he looked at several more paintings, all of which were scenes of someone's death. Halfway through, he even saw the person he had just seen today. It was none other than those people including Song Xu.
The bodyguard who left with Jiang Jiang and Xu Huo.
Their deaths were miserable, as if they had been torn apart by large beasts, and they all died in a gallery-like place.
"A painter's imagination..." Bian Yongyi continued to look back, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong, because there were scenes of the tragic death of two players who stayed in the villa.
He is also a player who has entered the dungeon, and he knows very well what it is like when a person dies. No super-large beasts have ever appeared in Area 009, but Jiang Jiang's paintings are too realistic, and it is difficult for people to accept that they are just the product of imagination.
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"Is there any problem?" Bian Yongyi felt uneasy, but he continued to look. He wanted to see if there was Xu Huo in the painting, but he didn't expect that Xu Huo didn't find it, and instead found his own!
Looking at the painting of death that he hung on the fence of a purple garden, he subconsciously lifted the painting out, but when he came back to his senses, he felt that the place in the painting looked familiar. He suddenly turned his head and looked out the window, only to find that the painting
The scene in it turned out to be the garden of this villa!
"This is impossible!" Bian Yongyi slammed the door and rushed out, running downstairs without hesitation: he would rather be caught and beaten or pushed into the toilet than take the risk of death and stay here.
In the villa!
However, when he walked through the garden, he couldn't help but look at the wormhole flowers. The purple and red flowers seemed to have magic power at this time, and every detail was magnified, attracting people's attention.
Bian Yongyi forced himself to turn his head, ran to the door of the villa, used the props to look outside, and quietly opened the door after half a minute.
However, as soon as his front foot went out, his back foot was caught by the short-haired young man. His foot slipped and he jumped forward several meters in a posture that was absolutely impossible for a normal person before falling to the ground.
Bian Yongyi subconsciously protected his head, but the grumpy young man did not approach him. Instead, he laughed ferociously and said, "I'm just going to try my new prop on you."
After saying that, Bian Yongyi automatically flew into the air. After flying for more than ten meters, he was caught up by the short-haired young man who also flew into the air. When he saw the opponent's fist, he immediately closed his eyes, but he did not expect that the opponent was deliberately trying to kill him this time.
, a long needle stuck out from the gap between the fist that hit him hard on the temple.
Bian Yongyi died without any suspense, and was kicked out by the short-haired young man. By chance, he landed on the fence bordered by the wormhole. The iron fence pierced his abdomen, and because of his short stature and heavy weight, Bian Yongyi died without any suspense.
It was so light that the fence failed to fall down, so he hung on the fence like this, with blood dripping along the iron fence and onto the ground - exactly like the painting depicting his death scene in the studio.
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Xu Huo turned around and looked at Jiang Jiang, "Do you remember Dr. Shang?"
Jiang Jiang lowered his eyes and smiled, "Do you know my past?"
"After all, you are so famous, it is not difficult to find this information." Xu Huo said: "When you were still in the orphanage, he provided psychological counseling for you."
Jiang Jiang shook his head, "I don't know Dr. Shang, but I do know someone named Shang, Shang Shuming. He was also very famous in the past, but he is dead."
"Really?" Xu Huo said: "I think he is not dead. At least he can still choose suitable children from the orphanage to cultivate. But it is hard to say whether he has been successfully cultivated. Another child who was adopted abroad with you
A boy and his adoptive parents are dead."
"What does this mean?" Jiang Jiang asked.
"The criterion for judging whether the training is successful is whether you can kill your parents and relatives." Xu Huo smiled, "Do you think you meet this criterion?"
Jiang Jiang looked at him strangely, "Whoever makes the claim will provide evidence. Why do you come to ask me instead?"
"Because I want to know one thing, is Dr. Shang really Shang Shuming?" Xu Huo stopped his smile and said seriously: "This is very important to me."
Jiang Jiang shook his head and said helplessly: "It's a pity that I can't help you. At least I don't remember Dr. Shang in my memory, and Mr. Shang who often came to the orphanage when I was a child has died long ago. Good people don't live long, like mine."
As adoptive parents, the only bad things they have ever done in their lives are to curse others in their hearts with guilt, and both of them died of illness."
"If Mr. Shang is still alive, he must not be a good person."