Players Please Get In the Car

  Chapter 799 Foresaw Death

   There are not many people in the exhibition hall, and not many people have time to look at the paintings at this time, so most of the people present are players, and there are as many as ten people around Jiang Jiang.

"Miss Jiang Jiang, your paintings are really great. Although I am not a player, I can still see tolerance and peace in your paintings." A middle-aged man with a big belly held her hand and refused to let go, " Those who say that your words have no connotation have no connotation, your paintings are obviously full of compassion, you are simply a living god!"

   The players next to him couldn't listen to what he said, and someone stepped forward to signal him to let go.

  After the middle-aged man let go reluctantly, he pulled a young man next to him, "This is my son, who just became a player and is your fan. You want to sign the painting for him later!"

  The young man looked at Jiang Jiang excitedly, Jiang Jiang nodded with a slight smile, said "excuse me" and went to talk to others.

The neglected middle-aged man's face was a bit ugly, but he quickly adjusted, he walked aside with his son's shoulders in his arms: "Let's buy her four or five paintings later, and she will definitely do more with you to save face." Say a few words."

   While talking, his son was bumped into by someone. The middle-aged man said angrily, "You are blind in such a spacious place!"

  It's a pity that the other party ignored him. Although the older woman was well dressed, she was not in a good state of mind. She ignored the crowd and walked straight towards Jiang Jiang.

  A player has noticed her abnormality long ago, and two people have come to stop her. The woman didn't force her way, but said with tears: "My son is dead, and he was with you before he died..."

  Jiang Jiang stepped forward and said with a sad face: "If you need help with anything, please ask."

   "I just want to ask you, why did you kill him!" The woman's eyes were red, "He likes your paintings, admires you, likes you, and is willing to risk his life to protect you, why did you kill him?!"

   "Your son was killed by other players, how can Jiang Jiang be blamed?" Some players scolded her.

   "She was the one who killed her!" The woman poured out the photos in the file bag in her arms, "These are all drawn by her, and all the people in the paintings are players who followed her, and everyone died tragically!"

   Those photos dumped on the ground are exactly from Jiang Jiang's studio, and part of the studio's layout is exposed in the corners. Except for the corpse with no face visible, other faces have appeared on the mourning website set up by fans.

The woman held two photos, one was a painting and the other was a photo of the death scene, and asked hoarsely: "This photo was uploaded before my son died! You knew he would die before he died! It was you! You cursed him! You are a monster! Your paintings are killing people!"

  Desperate voices echoed in the exhibition hall, everyone gathered around, and naturally saw the photos on the ground, so many pictures that looked like death photos were shocking, and everyone present lost their voices for a while.

  However, soon someone recognized the dead companion from the painting. Jiang Jiang's painting part has a date, and the time of the painting is indeed before the death of the person in the painting!

   "These photos have been changed, and there is no way to prove that these paintings are drawn by Jiang Jiang." Some people questioned, "...after all, it is just a painting. How can a painting kill people?"

   "If she is a player, Hua can also kill people." Xu Huo added with a smile standing behind the person.

   Jiang Jiang, who had been expressionless all this time, looked up in his direction, and then looked at the woman pityingly, "It wasn't me, or my painting killed your son."

   "I just foresaw his death." She said calmly.

   "Look, she really is a player!" The woman is obviously mentally disturbed, Xinxi wants to get the approval of others, "She is a player! She is killing people with paintings!"

  Jiang Jiang shook his head, and then said to the players around him: "Can I trouble you to send her to rest?"

  The player didn't move, but asked: "You also foresaw Brother Song Xu's death, why did you go out that day?"

  The most important reason why the players voluntarily gather around her is painting, but now that their self-conceived "spiritual salvation" is in jeopardy, reason and indifference have returned to the body.

  Jiang Jiang answered this question, "Because no matter what I do, the content of the prediction will not change."

   "You can tell us." Another player noticed some people outside the venue, "Did you also predict that we would die here today?"

   "No." Jiang Jiang smiled, "I came here because I will die here."

  Like the players present, Xu Huo frowned.

But in the next second, everyone had no time to think about this sentence, because a violent explosion occurred upstairs, and the ceiling of the entire exhibition hall fell down. Several players in black fell with the collapsed objects, holding a The hot weapons bombarded the people in the field indiscriminately!

  They didn't come here for Jiang Jiang, they were targeting several players who also fell from upstairs. While running and dodging, one of them showed his face from the smoke, it was Chi Nan!

  Xu Huo lifted a large piece of the floor, and just happened to meet her. The other party was obviously happier than him, and he didn't forget to say hello when he was busy: "What a coincidence!"

   Coincidentally.

  Xu Huo looked back at Jiang Jiang. When the building collapsed, she supported the floor and rescued the woman who lost her child. She handed her over to the player who was rescued next to her, and then looked at Xu Huo.

  In the middle of the exhibition hall, Chi Nan and a group of players with unknown faces teamed up to deal with the players in black. Some of the players involved in the maintenance of Area 009 were rescuing the ordinary people who were crushed downstairs, and some returned to Jiang Jiang scatteredly.

   While Jiang Jiang and Xu Huo looked at each other, the moment the former raised his pen, the latter had already crossed a short distance between them. When the octagonal gallery opened, the awakened doll also fell to the ground!

Although Xu Huo's speed was already very fast, he still couldn't bring Jiang Jiang into the dungeon before the gallery opened. Only two players who came to help were sucked in by surprise. He and Jiang Jiang still stood in her gallery.

The noise is stripped away in a second, and the eight deep galleries stretch out in different directions. From the perspective of the intersection center, the field of vision has a subtle deformation, as if more than half of the galleries can be included in the eyes at a glance, but each gallery is severely distorted, unlike A real venue.

  Jiang Jiang stood on the intersection circle, sighed and said, "Why don't you go?"

   "I didn't get what I wanted." Xu Huo said.

   "I have already answered your question." Jiang Jiang said helplessly: "I don't know the doctor you mentioned, and Shang Shuming is not a doctor, he is just a sponsor."

   "Then let's change the question," Xu Huo said with a solemn expression, "Who is giving psychological counseling to you and Peng Ya?"

  (end of this chapter)