To the rich and powerful ancestors

After Ji Yanxi returned from the dinner, she couldn't sleep after washing up, so she simply opened the novel and read the scary graffiti she read before.

Except for the description at the beginning of this book, which is a bit eye-catching, the rest of it is fine, giving Ji Yanxi the feeling that he is also an expert.

He read the latest chapter with a single brain, and he really felt a little immersive. He sympathized with the person who has been bullied on campus, but he didn't agree with this person's approach. Killing people is not the way to solve the problem.

After finishing the novel, it was past one o'clock at night, Ji Yanxi fell asleep quickly, and went to Qian Wanguan's place the next day.

Before Qian Wanguan said that he had taken on two cases, but it was a bit strange, and he wanted to ask him for help, so he followed Xie Xiao to the home of one of the deceased.

Before checking, Xie Xiao explained to him one by one what he thought was strange before.

"The soul body is not there. I failed to attract the soul several times. Moreover, the cause of death is unknown and cannot be explained by science."

It was like falling asleep and then disappearing. It was too sudden, and the family couldn't accept it at all, so they asked Qian Wanguan's firm with a better reputation for help.

Death is like a lamp being extinguished, the soul and body go to reincarnation, and the next life starts again.

But if the soul body is missing, then things will be troublesome, and the dead may never be able to rest in peace.

Ji Yanxi and Xie Xiao knocked on the door of one of the deceased, and it was his mother who opened the door. The sudden early death of the son made the mother haggard a lot, and her eyes were blue and black.

Xie Xiao had been here before, and now he brought another person. Although he was a little puzzled as to why the Taoist priests were smaller than the other, he still respected them and brought them into his son's bedroom.

The deceased was named Chen Ming. He was 20 years old this year. He was a sophomore studying fine arts. He usually liked sports and was in good health.

Chen Ming's bedroom is quite large, and the layout is quite individual. The graffiti on the wall should be drawn by him himself, and it is thick and colorful, showing his personality.

Ji Yanxi glanced at his desktop, there were several drawing books, because his accident happened suddenly, Chen Ming's family didn't touch the furnishings in the house, and wanted to keep them in mind, so the drawing books were still as they were originally. The location is there, a little messy.

He flipped through them at random, they were all Chen Ming's usual creations, and he painted real people quite like them, very vivid.

Ji Yanxi flipped through the pages one by one, until she stopped when she turned to a page of portraits.

"What's wrong?" Xie Xiao asked him seeing that his expression was wrong.

Ji Yanxi tried to cover the lower half of the portrait's face with his palm, and asked him, "Do you think his painted eyes look good?"

Xie Xiao took a closer look, and backed away with a "huh".

"Why is this man a little scary?"

Chen Ming is very good at drawing, and his eyes are even more expressive. The person in the painting, he is lazily lying on a chair, playing with a lighter, with a smile on his face, it seems that he is really just a model.

But there is a difference.

Because this person's eyes are too strange and too fierce.

From the point of view of appearance, this person is a bit extreme and fierce.

"Auntie, do you know this person?" Ji Yanxi showed the drawing book to Chen Ming's mother. Chen Ming's mother looked at it carefully, but shook her head.

"This should be the model he usually goes out to draw, right?" Chen Ming's mother is a housewife. Although she confessed to an art student, she doesn't understand his art at all. She just feels that he usually scribbles there Doodle.

Coming out of Chen Ming's house, Ji Yanxi also took out the drawing book, and went to the next house with Xie Xiao.

This is a girl about the same age as Chen Ming, named Lin Xiaoru, who studies music.

The furnishings of Lin Xiaoru's home are relatively simple, advocating minimalism. After Lin Xiaoru left, the home seemed much deserted.

"By the way, where did Lin Xiaoru go to junior high school?" Ji Yanxi suddenly asked Lin Xiaoru's mother, and Lin's mother replied, "Huiyang Middle School."

Chen Ming is from Nanyang Middle School.

And the distance between these two schools is not far, is it related to the school?

Ji Yanxi didn't dare to make a conclusion yet, so she went around Lin Xiaoru's room and took out a sheet of music.

It is not very feasible to cast spells now, so we must first use the clues we have found to find the person who is most likely to kill them.

Ji Yanxi found the piano store and gave the score to the boss to have a look. It was a very common score, but there seemed to be a few things wrong when it popped up. He marked all the wrong places one by one and gave it back to Ji Yanxi .

Ji Yanxi looked at the music score and found that this matter seemed a little familiar.

Isn't that...

Is there a plot in "Graffiti Horror"?

Since he only finished reading this book two days ago, he has a deep understanding of the plot.

An art student who keeps drawing, and a music student who will die if he makes a mistake, isn't this the same as the revenge of the protagonist in "Graffiti Horror"?

This book was written by No.1, so it is very immersive. Now it seems that the author is writing himself.

Ji Yanxi turned on the phone, compared the plot in the novel, and found that his purpose from the beginning was very clear. He wanted to complete a graffiti. At first he thought the graffiti was an art graffiti.

Looking back now, this is probably a graffiti puzzle made with human souls and bodies, right?

terrible……

Must stop him.

It's just that although everything is guessed now, there is no evidence. It is impossible for the police to arrest people. Evidence must be found.

But the person in Chen Minghua can be investigated, but there is a more troublesome thing, the police don't believe his inferences, so he had to ask Brother Liu for help.

The scope of this matter is not wide, so there is no need for the Ministry of State Security to take action, but it is still possible to do Ji Yanxi a favor.

The stern man in the painting is called Wang Jie, who likes to play with lighters in his hands, and has a habit of smirking on his face. When they found him, he didn't panic at all, and admitted: "I know Chen Ming, but he You just gave me 200 yuan to be a model, you can’t blame me for being a model just because he is dead now?”

"Of course I don't blame you as a model, but you need to reveal the whereabouts of Xiao Xinyu." When Ji Yanxi said Xiao Xinyu's name, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then he reacted and smiled: "I Where do you know Xiao Xinyu?"

"Don't lie, Nanyang Middle School, your good classmate Xiao Xinyu."

The murderer was really too bold. He serialized his personal experience on the Internet, but he accidentally bumped into it and saw it.

Right from the beginning, he thought that Wang Jie was the author of the ghost story, because in the story, the protagonist forced an art student to keep drawing with a brush, unable to stop.

In reality, Wang Jie is the one who forces Chen Ming to keep painting.

However, he still found a different answer in the comment area.

There is an id named Playing with Fire who will comment on his book, the author has never replied, but when he wrote about how to torture art students, he commented a word "um", but the author replied "Thank you ".

What is this to thank him for?I'm afraid it was thanks to him for helping to kill.

Wang Jie couldn't stop laughing when he heard this.

"So, what evidence do you have that I did it, and what evidence do you have that proves that Xiao Xinyu did it? We didn't do anything."

They are just summoning spirits, so how should the law judge them?

Can it still be said that the soul and body are lost?

Simply shameless!

Ji Yanxi's teeth itch in anger, this feeling of knowing who the murderer is but not being able to catch him is really maddening.

At night, the book was updated with a new chapter.

His graffiti is also smudged with blood.

In the new chapter, there is no specific description of how to kill, nor who will be killed, just like a roll call with readers, foretelling who will be killed next?

Ji Yanxi's heart tensed up, and he read the novel again, and found that art students and music students, he talked most about bystanders.

The bystanders of Nanyang Middle School, should they be Xiao Xinyu's classmates?

Or the one who learned to paint together?

The atmosphere was too wide, and he suddenly felt unable to start.

Ji Yanxi glanced at Ying Shao's portrait, and suddenly had an idea.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the breeze is blowing, dissipating the summer heat.

Ji Yanxi gathered everyone who could be together.

"Xiaoxi, what the hell are you up to?" Qi Songming had already yawned several times, and seeing Ji Yanxi's embarrassing and energetic look, he was puzzled.

"Wait."

Wait for him to show up.

The clouds in the sky covered the past, the moon was covered by the clouds, and there was a feeling that a storm was about to come.

The first one to come is a coward.When he found that something was wrong, he quickly floated back to report the news.

Use ghosts as his eyeliner so he doesn't have to be restricted.

Each ghost corresponds to a person, and as soon as the coward returns, Ji Yanxi asks Qi Songming to take someone there to arrest him.

Then, the other ghosts came back and asked other people to go with them, and they called the police when they saw something wrong.

This night, the entire imperial capital was busy, and the siren sounded all night.

The last Xiao Xinyu was captured by Ji Yanxi with someone. He was holding a pen, dipped in bright red blood, and painted on the wall.

As for the wall he was facing, the fragments of the soul body formed a bright color.

Seeing Ji Yanxi and the police coming over, he kept his paintbrush and finished the last few strokes slowly, before putting down the paintbrush in his hand with satisfaction.

He is holding the paintbrush in his left hand, because he is facing him sideways, so his right hand is not seen.

Now that he turned around, they saw that he only had two fingers on his right hand.

"Ji Yanxi, right? I didn't expect you to come here very quickly." It seemed that he had known that he would come here, so he didn't feel nervous at all, and he didn't feel that he had done such a vicious thing.

With a calm demeanor, he slowly cleaned up his "paint", glanced at his work with satisfaction, and sat down in front of the computer again.

Ji Yanxi never interrupted him, watching him use his clumsy fingers to write a chapter of the novel on the keyboard, which was the final chapter about blood paint.

He laughed at himself: "I'm not very satisfied with this chapter."

"You have no chance to modify it."

"Yeah, but I'm quite satisfied." Xiao Xinyu looked down at the screen, and finally lingered for a while before getting up and walking in front of them: "Take me away."

It was so easy to catch him, but two lives were still sacrificed.

"By the way, he asked me to tell you that the game has already begun."

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Ying Shao who was forgotten in the painting: I want to come out and play games

Scratch time: Approved