"Master Yang, are these paintings a reflection of your inner world?" The art room on the third floor was rather dark, and an unfamiliar person might have thought they'd wandered into the wrong place. Furthermore, nearly all the paintings were abstract, with elements of horror. When Li York stepped into the room, his first reaction wasn't the artistic appeal of the place, but a sense of discomfort that permeated him from within.
Master Yang did not answer Li York's question immediately. He looked into the distance, as if he was waiting for something.
What is he waiting for?
The camera shifted away from the two of them and landed on a somewhat rough hand.
The hand held the pen and scribbled vigorously on the white paper. The first thing he drew was a stick figure holding a microphone.
Next to him, there is a stick figure drawing.
Then the drawing stickman suddenly stood up and chopped off the singing stickman's head.
This painting looks a bit creepy, but the camera did not give a close-up of the owner of the painting. Instead, it immediately returned to Li Yueke and Master Yang.
After the two of them exchanged witty remarks, they seemed to have seen through each other's secrets.
"We are actually the same kind of people," Master Yang sat down on a chair, his arms folded, his expression very calm. "I heard that you used to be a minor supporting role."
Li York stood next to a painting and nodded: "And then?"
"You didn't play a supporting role for long before you got the lead role. And the actor who was originally scheduled to play the lead died in a car accident. He also happened to be your friend."
Master Yang stopped talking at that point. When he saw the obvious panic on Li York's handsome and noble face, he slowly stood up.
Without waiting for Li York to speak, Master Yang suddenly rushed over.
He was very fast, and was not at all like the rumors said, that he was a socially anxious person with mobility problems.
Not long after, Master Yang came down from the third floor alone.
Everyone else in the hall looked at Master Yang, and the atmosphere became very subtle.
In the end, it was Jasmine who was the bravest and spoke up:
"Li, why isn't Li York here? Didn't he go upstairs with you, Master?"
Hongfu's face looked extremely ugly, she had already prepared herself mentally for the worst.
Master Yang, on the other hand, remained very calm. In comparison, they were the ones who seemed to be a little over the top.
"He did go upstairs." Master Yang stretched. "But he said he wanted to stay up there and look at the paintings and absorb some inspiration. I think he really wanted to, so I let him stay. You guys want to go upstairs and take a look, right?"
When Jasmine tried to stand up, Crocodile suddenly grabbed her hand. "Wait, what if we're wrong?"
Master Yang noticed their little movements, but he didn't care at all. After his eyes swept over these people one by one, Master Yang slowly walked towards the storage room.
"Let's follow him!" Mr. Jin waited until Master Yang walked away, then gave orders to the others.
It was obvious that these people obeyed Mr. Jin's words and followed him without hesitation.
On the other hand, the crocodile, who looked the most ordinary among them, kept telling them: "Don't panic. Make sure he's okay before you act. Otherwise, we might have wrongly blamed him."
After hearing what Crocodile said, Doris, who was closest to him, was stunned for a few seconds. She said in disbelief, "I never thought you were such a good person. I never thought there could be good people among the police.
The crocodile scratched his head awkwardly: "Maybe I'm too weak..."
The moment Mr. Jin pushed open the door of the storage room, he knew what the others had discovered.
He bent down, seemingly searching for something.
The door was ajar, and everyone outside held their breath, wanting to see what Master Yang was about to take out.
However, the moment Master Yang turned around, a speeding bullet flew out.
The target it hit was Jasmine who was standing in the front.
Then a tall and strong figure suddenly jumped out and blocked the bullet.
When Jasmine saw the crocodile lying at her feet, covered in blood, she finally screamed heart-wrenchingly.
Who would have thought that the police character, who was often portrayed as a villain or clown in her works, would actually take the initiative to block a bullet for her.
She knelt on the ground and held the crocodile's ordinary and even ugly face in her hands: "Why did you do this?"
The crocodile shook his head and he could not speak, but his lips seemed to be speaking, because he was a policeman.
Mr. Jin was much calmer. The moment Master Yang fired the gun, the man pounced on Master Yang and wrestled with him.
However, what surprised Mr. Jin was that this Mr. Jin, who looked a little weak, was actually quite skilled.
He turned around and said to the three women:
"Run!"
Even if Master Yang was knocked to the ground by Mr. Jin, he would still try to shoot. Who knows if he would hit them with one shot.
Moreover, these three people have little fighting ability, and staying here would be a burden.
Doris came back to her senses. She grabbed Jasmine and Hongfu's hands and shouted, "Let's run, let's get out of here!"
Hongfu gritted her teeth and simply carried Doris, whose injuries had not yet healed, on her back: "Let's go!"
Jasmine seemed reluctant to let go of the crocodile, but after realizing that the crocodile was completely dead, she left.
When the three of them ran to the gate, they found that the gate could not be opened.
The spare key that was originally placed at the door was also missing.
"It's that maid!" Doris reacted immediately. No wonder she disappeared.
"She must be the same kind as that fake Master Yang!" Jasmine frowned. The longer she stayed in this villa, the more uncomfortable she would feel.
If possible, she wished she had never been here.
At this time, Hong Fu looked up at the third floor and whispered, "Should we go to the third floor to see if Li York is still alive?"
"Don't even think about it." Doris said coldly, "Given Master Yang's ruthlessness, he must have killed Li York and would never do anything to leave any trouble behind."
At this time, the camera stopped at the faces of several survivors one by one:
Master Yang, his face covered in blood, Mr. Jin, panting, Hong Fu, worried, Jasmine, looking through her notes, Doris, lost in thought. There was also the maid walking out with a gun, and Ah Le, still sound asleep.
…
In court.
A blurred face was sitting in the defendant's seat and laughing:
"Another good man died, hahaha! I will kill them all!"
He suddenly slapped himself:
"The game isn't over yet! The werewolf has been exposed, and the good guys will have the last laugh!"
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