After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

What else is hidden in the dark corners of human nature seems to be glimpsed from this.

Jian Wuyu and Shi Yi looked at each other in blank dismay, seeing the solemnity and seriousness of reaching a consensus in each other's eyes.

"Six people have been reborn, and there are two more, and then my dear, my dearest little devil, I will find you, you have to wait for me."

"Six." Shi Yi's eyes sank for a moment, his face was tense, and he lowered his voice, "Why is it six?"

Jian Wuyu supported the back of the chair with one hand, even though the cold metal was embedded in her skin, she didn't notice a bluish white, she just leaned forward and stared at the screen with great concentration.

This is a replay of the live broadcast, but you can still see many viewers throwing flowers and giving rewards, countless vulgar words scrolling on the screen, and the color of the font is like blood.

"Come on, don't be cowardly! I'm waiting!"

"Sounds so sexy, Bitch, I'm going hard."

"Don't you dare to show your face? Stop pretending, he's actually a weird uncle hahahahaha."

"What if you don't die? You can't lie to us, do your parents know what you're doing, you little girl with big breasts and no brains?"

"Don't show it? If you don't show it, get out! You are not welcome here!"

The anchor seemed not to care about the insulting language from anonymous users. She was calm and still had a smile that seemed to be set in advance: "After 5.6 hours, if dear police officers can't find me, you know She will die."

"Did death find her, or did she find death? Stay tuned."

The next sentence made Jian Wuyu's eyes sink three points instantly, and the girl who smiled sweetly suddenly lowered her voice, as if she was saying a secret sign to someone, with a bit of the shyness of a little girl biting her ears. Mysterious and mind blowing.

"So, are you ready to die, dear?"

The page suddenly went black, and even the crimson poppies disappeared, and a notification popped up on the webpage, and they were forced to pop up—the playback ended.

The three of them didn't speak, but the silence didn't last long, and it was a time of race against time.

Shi Yi went straight to the point: "What do you think?"

"It seems that this was specially shown for us to see, don't you think? It's just provoking our police." He Gui took another deep breath and leaned back in the seat, "She did it on purpose, she Knowing we're going to find this live streaming site, sooner or later."

He swiped down the webpage and murmured: "This live broadcast room was just created today, did she even know when we will find this website? Tsk, it's terrible."

Shi Yi rubbed Ying Ting's brows: "Who says it's not."

He looked at Jian Wuyu: "Xiao Lin, what do you think?"

"First of all, time. She said 5.6 hours. This is a rare way of calculating time." Jian Wuyu stood up straight, looked at Shi Yi, and said calmly, "Five and a half hours, six hours, why choose 5.6 hours, because 5.6 is a special number."

"May [-]th is Baekhyun's birthday. She also mentioned the dearest little devil, her final goal. We can assume she is referring to Baekhyun."

"Secondly, it's very important. She just said that six people were reborn, but seven people died in total." Jian Wuyu's eyes were condensed and deep, "There is one person who didn't get 'rebirth', who?"

Shi Yi reacted in an instant, clapped his hands heavily, and frowned: "Miss Zhan, the extra person does not exist in the chat room, is not a target, and she has not been given a 'new life'."

Jian Wuyu didn't nod, she just stared at the computer screen thoughtfully, as if she wanted to see through the LCD and into the prisoner's eyes.

"The last point is the most important right now," she said. "She is giving people a signal that besides us, there is a 'dear'. She watches the live broadcast or replay, and after receiving the message, she is ready to face death."

Shi Yi's expression became more and more solemn, but He Gui was still a little unclear. Therefore, the young man who specialized in technology muttered: "Are you sure, what if you want to play with us—"

"No," Jian Wuyu stared at the black page with cold and sharp gray eyes, "She doesn't bother to play games with us."

Her voice is unquestionable: "Find Jiang Seulqi, immediately."

The time given by the host was 5.6 hours, and it was already two hours later when Jian Wuyu saw the live broadcast, which meant that they still had 3.6 hours to find Jiang Seulqi and stop everything from happening.

"Jiang Seulqi is the switch, Jiang Seulqi's death will cause Liu Zhude to commit suicide," Shi Yi started the car engine, and patiently explained to He Gui, who was still a little confused, "They are dead, the next one is Bian Bo Yin is finished, this is a series of connections."

He Gui scratched the back of his head: "So?"

"So Jiang Seqi doesn't die, and the next thing can't happen." When Shi Yi slammed the steering wheel, He Gui yelled and suddenly slammed into the car door. Jian Wuyu, who was closing her eyes to rest, suddenly opened her eyes and stretched out her hand to hold him Her shoulders, her hands are so strong and warm, but on the contrary, her eyes are such a deep cold gray, like a snowy winter night.

At this time, Shi Yi's insincere apology came from the driver's seat: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, is Xiao He okay?"

"Ah, I'm fine," He Gui suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he had lost his composure, he settled down, and stammered to Jian Wuyu with a blushing face, "Thank you, thank you."

Jian Wuyu let go of her hand early, she glanced at He Gui, and closed her eyes again: "No thanks."

He Gui coughed, as if he wanted to save some face, or ease the awkward atmosphere, he suddenly became a curious baby: "Well, is it possible to kill Bian Baekhyun directly, after all, Jiang Seulqi is now with us Under the protection of the police, it is difficult to—”

As soon as the words were finished, the car rushed forward suddenly, and He Gui was stuck tightly to the back of the seat due to inertia, unable to move. He could only hear the deep voice of his boss along with the whistling of the wind.

"This is a rule she made, and she will not break it."

In fact, the situation is very bad.

Jiang Seulqi evaporated from the world.

Recently, Jiang Seulqi has been resting at home due to her mental state, and her schedule is less. Now her agent cannot contact her, and there is no one in her home, and her family and friends do not know her whereabouts.

The police officers sent to protect Jiang Seulqi did not notice anything unusual, and the rope made of sheets twisted on the window sill indicated that she might have left in a way to avoid the sight of others, but she jumped down, where did she go?

Calling up the surveillance, I didn't find any images of Jiang Seulqi leaving the community, or too many people in the blurred images may or may not be her.

A public figure, a living person, so far, disappeared.

Jian Wuyu seldom regretted it. Since she fell into this reincarnation, she inevitably lost some emotions that humans usually have, and her expressions in this aspect gradually became flat as time passed.

But now she is standing in Jiang Seulqi's empty home, passively accepting this negative emotion.

Jiang Seulqi's house is very warmly furnished, in line with the general aesthetics of young women, but judging from the large brown-spotted bananas and slightly shriveled apples in the fruit plate, the owner has not taken care of them recently, and even this fruit may be It was brought by the broker.

Jian Wuyu searched inside and out by herself, watching the police officers shake their heads at her time and time again, and Shi Yi patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, but she never said a word.

The clock is running, and the mechanical sound declares that the time is passing by every minute and every second. It really makes Jane feel the cruelty of time for a long time.

She remembered that Jiang Seulqi said to her: "Remember, there is a website in my computer at home."

At that time, Jiang Seulqi met her gaze, her expression was very tense, her palms were even sweaty, and her explanation was not smooth: "I, I am useless, but I haven't had time to delete it, really."

Jian Wuyu stared at the sheets that were untied for Jiang Seulqi's escape, thinking, why he ignored it so easily, it was such a sloppy lie.

Obviously, Jiang Seulqi told her almost intoxicated, and gave her such a reminder: "Officer Lin, I don't want to commit suicide that much, but the death she said is so beautiful, so romantic, as if, as if death is the most beautiful thing in the world." It's about..."

Such a person will not completely give up the idea of ​​suicide.

Looking back, more and more details were clearly displayed in front of her eyes, so clear that she seemed to be mocking her incompetence and arrogance: as long as she is not blind, how can she not see it.

"Did death find her, or did she find death?"

The soft murmur of the smile still rings in my ears.

The hands in the cartoon clock on the white wall are moving dutifully, and the red second hand keeps turning, driving the minute hand and the hour hand.

At this time, there is 1 hour and 56 minutes left before the agreed time.

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Cha Zaizhi has hardly slept at night these past few days. First, his artist Bian Baekhyun was involved in a series of murders, and then he himself almost died because of these cases.

To make matters worse, yesterday, his younger brother, Che Che, was entrusted to take care of him after being picked up by his parents from the nursing home. The trouble is that his younger brother did not go to the nursing home because of physical illness. , is psychological.

His younger brother, Che Che, is gay, more precisely, bisexual.

The child was sent to a mental hospital forcibly because he came out with his parents. After some persuasion and explanations from Cha Zaizhi, his parents agreed to release his brother from the mental hospital and treat him in a nursing home. Relax, it's really nothing more than house arrest.

Both his parents are devout Christians, and how Christianity views homosexuality, from the fact that the parents sent their own son into the spirit