Mu Ran closed the door, leaned against the door, and patted his chest like a survivor: "I was scared to death"
886 jumped out with some doubts: [Host, why are you so afraid of that Ji Jun? ¡¿
Mu Ran gritted his teeth: "Can you not be afraid of a future perverted murderer?"
886 thought of the description of Ji Jun's murder in the original plot.
There is no description of Ji Jun's origin and life experience in the plot, only the identity of a painter.
Perhaps it was because Ji Jun was a painter, so the people he killed were always nailed to a huge photo frame, and then the body of the deceased was placed in a portrait.
Then draw a background around him to create the illusion of painting.
886 still remembers the death of Lu Zhao, the singer whose stage name is Yan Jin, who the host traveled through in the original plot.
Yan Jin looks very flirtatious, her every move is full of unreasonable charm, but her pair of peach blossom eyes are full of coolness.
That's why his fans call him a gorgeous red rose, which looks charming on the outside, but actually has thorns everywhere.
And Ji Jun killed Yan Jin, and made a portrait of him with roses as the theme.
Yan Jin, who was dressed in red, looked a little pale, but her lips were as red as ever.
With his eyes closed, he was less irritating, and full of obedient gentleness.
He was lying among a large field of red roses, like a Sleeping Beauty who had fallen asleep peacefully.
However, he was fixed in a huge picture frame on the wall, but his white wrist was cut open.
The red blood rolled down the canvas covered with roses, dyeing the roses more vividly.
The blood splashed on the ground, splashing a little bit of red plums, which made people wonder if there would be red roses blooming underneath.
886 shook his body, and said softly: [Yes, it's quite scary]
Although the painting looks really good-looking, but - it is really scary!
Portraits of dead people are scary no matter how you think about them.
Mu Ran experienced a frantic chase when he first arrived, and dealing with such a person, the nerves in his mind have been tense.
It's also a good thing that every household in this community is soundproofed, otherwise he would not be willing to speak out and complain to 886 directly.
Mu Ran took a quick shower, then fell on the bed and went to sleep.
Early the next morning, Mu Ran was woken up by 886.
After he washed up reluctantly, he received a call from his manager, Sister Li.
"Yan Jin, are you awake?" Sister Li is a 30-year-old intellectual woman who cares a lot about artists and has a slight control over her appearance.
Mu Ran took a glass of boiled water, smiled lowly, and walked to the balcony: "Sister Li, if I don't wake up, can I answer your call?"
Sister Li couldn't help but move her ears when she heard Mu Ran's teasing laughter.
This person is really a natural singer, even she almost couldn't control it. Thinking of the smiling and joking face on the other side of the phone, Sister Li couldn't help laughing: "Just you boy, can you stay up late last night?"
Mu Ran salivated, because it was on, and he couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue, and replied: "Okay, Sister Li, I know I was wrong, and I will never stay up late in the future. Sister Li, you call me, you must Is something wrong?"
There are many green potted plants placed on the balcony next door, Mu Ran glanced at the scenery not far away with no interest.
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