After staying in the room not long, Xia Meng said that he would go to see the painting. The mission was nearing completion, and there might be new clues on it.

"Aren't you going to have a look together?" Xia Meng looked at a few people with playful eyes, seemingly suggesting that I am not afraid that I will swallow clues alone?

Jiang Cheng didn't bother to care about her, he didn't respond to seeing the doctor, and the fat man who was already in a depressed mood didn't speak.

"Miss Chen, let me go with you." Chen Qiang stood up.

Xia Meng glanced at him more, nodded and said, "Okay."

After the two left, the fat man turned his head and asked Jiang Cheng, "Doctor, what you said to clean up the housekeeper Zhou... is it true?"

"According to the clues currently available, it should be." Jiang Cheng replied.

The fat man nodded, then let out a long sigh, raised his head, looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "Doctor, don't worry about me. You should go and see the painting. This task is almost over. What clues should appear on the painting? , I am worried about Xia Meng and the others..."

"Don't worry." Jiang Cheng said, "In the end, they have to deal with Zhou Guanjia and the group. Without the help of the two of us, they can't do it."

After talking about this, Jiang Cheng obviously paused, his gaze scanned the fat man a few times, and then he moved away without a trace.

The fat man hadn't noticed this, he was thinking about begging for justice for the little beggar, and the face of the **** man with a stick.

"Doctor." The fat man spoke suddenly, and then he seemed to have thought of something. He first looked at the door and the position of the window, then lowered his voice and asked, "You Qi was killed by An Xuan, wasn't it?"

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng nodded. He got up and poured a glass of water for the fat man. He passed it over and said, "I have seen the wound on You Qi. He was tortured to death. There are spattering blood spots under An Xuan's earlobe. , When he killed You Qi, he should have worn another dress outside the costume, and washed his face afterwards."

"But the time is too late, so there are still some omissions. He didn't notice the blood spots under the ears..." The fat man took the teacup and followed Jiang Cheng's thoughts.

Unexpectedly, the doctor shook his head.

The fat man looked at him in surprise.

"It's right that I don't care anymore." Jiang Cheng said, "He no longer cares whether we can see that he killed Yu Qi, and he only needs to die. As long as it is not too ugly, no one will pierce him. After all, that will only cause trouble for myself."

After thinking for a while, the expression in the fat man's eyes suddenly changed. He looked up at Jiang Cheng, his mouth was interrupted by the latter as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You want to say that according to the rules, the dead You Qi will turn into a ghost, and come back to find him for revenge, right?" Jiang Cheng asked calmly.

Fatty swallowed. In the previous dungeon, Fatty had also seen similar scenes, and the ghosts of the dead teammates left him a very deep impression.

Their desire for revenge and murder is even stronger than the original ghost in the copy.

It is the existence of this mechanism in the nightmare that guarantees that under normal circumstances, the intensity of direct confrontation between players in the task will not exceed the critical value.

"And tonight, not only Yu Qi will come to him for revenge, but so will the female ghost." Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man and said, "When he killed Yu Qi, he might not only wear it outside the costume to avoid blood splashing on the costume. A piece of clothing, maybe... he just took off the costume at all."

He took a deep breath, "But no matter what it is, he triggered the taboo in the mission, so tonight he has to face not only Yu Qi, but also female ghosts."

"He was stared at by two ghosts!" With a rolling throat, the fat man felt that this man was crazy just thinking about it. He stared at Jiang Cheng and asked: "Then he is dead tonight?"

"So in any case, he will end the mission tonight." Jiang Cheng glanced at the almost completely dark sky outside the window, poured himself a cup of tea, held it with his right hand, and gently sipped his mouth and said, "We're waiting. Just fine."

"For him, the sky won't be bright again." After a long while, Jiang Cheng said suddenly.

There were footsteps outside the door, and because there was a small gap left, as soon as Xia Meng walked to the door, the Fatty and Jiang Cheng both closed their mouths tacitly.

"I suggest you go take a look." Xia Meng said to Jiang Cheng when he came in.

Chen Qiang also came in after him, "Mr. Hao." He paused, his eyes were strange and said, "On the drawing..."

He glanced at the fat man, but didn't say the next sentence.

Jiang Cheng immediately stood up. He arranged for Xia Meng to stay with the fat man, and then took Chen Qiang to see the painting. Chen Qiang did not refuse.

But the fat man always felt that Chen Qiang, and even Xia Meng in the room, looked vaguely strange in his eyes.

And when he asked to go with the doctor, the doctor directly rejected him, took Chen Qiang and left.

"What's wrong with that painting?" The fat man thought about it, the more something went wrong, turning his head to ask Xia Meng.

"It's nothing." Xia Meng looked away and replied indifferently: "You can ask yourself when they come back."

It was dark all these days, and the ominous premonition in Fatty's heart became stronger, just when he couldn't help but go to the doctor.

The door opened, and Jiang Cheng walked back with Chen Qiangqiang.

"Why have you been there for so long?" The fat man asked concerned.

As Jiang Cheng walked to the table and sat down, he replied, "There are more clues in the painting, and we checked them one by one."

"What did you find?"

"It's almost the same as we previously speculated." Jiang Cheng said calmly: "The mission should be over tonight."

"Really?"

"Ok."

There was light in the fat man's eyes, and the light appeared with the light, and the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time. The doctor said that he would finally have a break with Zhou Guanjia and his party.

Chen Qiang glanced at the fat man, and then his gaze stayed on Jiang Cheng's profile for a moment.

He didn't understand what the man who claimed to be Hao Shuai was thinking about.

On that painting... Obviously there is a fat man~lightnovelpub.net~ and what’s even more terrifying is that the fat man on the painting has a green face, and he knows that he is not a living person. Through the painting, I can feel the gloomy feeling.

When he went with Xia Meng for the first time, he even thought that Fatty had been killed by a ghost, and the one in the room...was a ghost!

Just like before pretending to be a teacher Liao Zhi.

Not only the fat man, there is also a man dressed as a maid, who is probably in the age of cardamom, and looks very cute.

The maid stood beside the fat man, leaning her upper body towards him, holding a plate in her hand, and on it was something covered by a red hijab.

Looking at the action, it looks like...I want to put this thing into his hands.

The things under the hijab were rounder and not small in size, probably about the size of a basketball. Chen Qiang took a deep breath. He felt that he had guessed what was inside.

It is a human head.