He's dead!

The man in front of me, intoxicated and smiling, died like that.

There were still dozens of people lying in the venue, except for those who were crying and taking pictures, the rest of them didn't move much, I'm afraid more than one died!

"Brother Li, what's wrong?" Wang Dong and the others also walked back and looked at me in surprise.

I didn't speak, and went to look at an audience member next to me, she wasn't dead, but she was unconscious, and her eyebrows were very dim, and I was afraid that my soul was lost.

"Eleven, what the hell is wrong?" Peng Xiaoqi saw that my face was solemn and a little anxious.

"Many people are unconscious, and some are dead, and Fei Xiran's singing voice is really soul-stirring." I got up and said, I haven't seen anything like this before, but it's a bit similar to the last Sanskrit life.

One is singing, the other is Sanskrit, and the effect is also different.

Sanskrit music directly makes people jump off the building, and the song unconsciously takes away people's souls, but the final result is to put people to death.

"Dead?" Wang Dong was taken aback, ran to see several people, and really found that some people were silent, and there were not a few who fainted.

", I'm afraid a lot of people are dying in this area." Wang Dong was a little hairy, and quickly hid back to me, not daring to check.

At this time, the security personnel of the organizer appeared, and they signaled the audience to leave the venue and clear the venue.

"Someone died!" Wang Dong immediately shouted, and the security captain immediately scolded: "Hurry up, what is the death, believe it or not, sue you for spreading rumors!" ”

Wang Dong wanted to explain, so I pulled him: "Let's go." ”

Wang Dong walked with me angrily, Peng Xiaoqi and Zhang Qiaoqiao hurriedly followed, and both of them were a little uneasy.

Walking to the exit, I looked back and found that the venue was already in chaos, and many security personnel had come to carry people, and that Fei Xiran actually appeared, covering his mouth to look at the dead audience, as if frightened.

Then she looked out in a panic, probably afraid that someone hadn't left yet.

And then they saw me again.

I looked at her from a distance, and her face changed slightly, and she quickly looked away.

I withdrew my gaze and left the scene with Wang Dong and the others.

Walking out of the cultural center, Wang Dong scolded and said: "Brother Li, it's really not a good thing for the organizers to hide the fact that the dead are dead!" ”

"I didn't expect someone to die, I thought it was a rumor before, and Fei Xiran's singing voice was too exaggerated!" Zhang Qiaoqiao opened her mouth, and when she got outside, she was not too afraid of the dead, and was shocked by Fei Xiran's singing.

Peng Xiaoqi thought for a while and looked at me: "Eleven, did you already know that people would die?" Is there something wrong with Fixiran's singing? ”

I nodded: "Fei Xiran's singing voice can dementor the soul, which is equivalent to ghost talk." If people hear too many nonsense, the three souls and seven spirits will be taken away, and they will die. ”

Several people were shocked, and Wang Dong guessed again: "Is Fei Xiran a ghost?" She deliberately held a concert to kill people? The organizers are in the same league with her? ”

It's not okay to be in the same stream, but the news of the dead person has a bad impact, and it may even lead to the cancellation of the tour, so the organizer can naturally hide it.

"I guess they will secretly have a private relationship with the family of the deceased, lose money, and will not make a fuss. However, if the audience faints, it can be vigorously promoted to attract more audiences. "I guessed that the organizer should not have cooperated with Fei Xiran to kill people, and the concealment was just for profit.

As for Fei Xiran, I think she's a bit eccentric, she probably knows that her singing can kill.

Talking, we went back to Peng Xiaoqi's villa, and the night was getting dark.

Zhang Qiaoqiao took out her mobile phone and began to check the news about the concert.

Soon she shouted: "Fei Xiran's concert, twenty-five people fainted, and it was on the hot search!" ”

"Brother Li guessed right, the organizer really used this to promote!" Wang Dong also took out his mobile phone to look at it and showed it to me.

I took a look, and on the hot search, it was the news that Fei Xiran's first concert fainted 25 people, as well as video interviews, interviewing several audiences who had fainted. Their faces were excited and happy, even crying, which was very infectious.

"Is there any news of the dead?" Peng Xiaoqi is more concerned about this.

Zhang Qiaoqiao looked for it again, and found it in a certain forum after half a ring: "There is gossip that there is a death at the concert, but it was concealed by the organizer." However, netizens don't care at all, and it is more attractive to say dead words. ”

It's the same thing, no one thinks they're going to die, but they're all curious about being able to sing a dead man's concert.

I guess if the organizers weren't afraid of being noticed from above, they would definitely take out the dead people to promote it.

"Eleven, I think it's a little scary. Fei Xiran will hold a concert in Tianjing next week, will more people die? Peng Xiaoqi frowned, worried.

She's kind.

It's hard to say, it depends on Fei Xiran's state, if she is in a bad state, a song may kill a group of people.

And it is possible that the more she sings, the more she will be dementored, and the more "ghost words" she says, the more lethality will be enhanced.

"Dingding!" At this time, the doorbell rang coldly, and we were talking about the dead, and we couldn't help but be startled.

Wang Dong jumped up in fright and scolded: "Damn, who rings the doorbell in the middle of the night!" ”

Peng Xiaoqi and Zhang Qiaoqiao were also panicked and didn't dare to open the door.

I'll open the door and palm the thunder in advance.

As soon as the door opened, there was a woman in a black coat standing outside, she was also wearing sunglasses, mysterious and weird, and it was really scary to look at.

Peng Xiaoqi and Zhang Qiaoqiao looked around, and they were so panicked that they pulled their hands together.

Wang Dong was bold and scolded: "Who are you? ”

The woman didn't speak, she looked at me.

I vaguely knew who she was, and I couldn't help but speak: "The queen of the song Fei Xiran visited late at night, aren't you afraid of the paparazzi following you?" ”

"Let's go inside." Fei Xiran's voice was deep, she was really afraid of being followed.

Wang Dong and the others were stunned and dumbfounded: "Fei Xiran? ”

"Excuse me." Fei Xiran walked in and closed the door himself.

We all looked at her, and she took off her black coat and sunglasses, revealing a mature and sensual face.

She is about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a superb figure, about one meter six or five, and her facial features are also one and the same, although she is not as good as Peng Xiaoqi, but the aura of the queen of the song is extraordinary, she is naturally the focus when she stands here, and Peng Xiaoqi is overwhelmed.

I had to take it, and I deserved to be the queen of songs.

"It's really Fixiran, my God, you...... I'm your fan......" Zhang Qiaoqiao is a brainless fan, his eyes are bright, but he is a little afraid, after all, he has only seen a dead person before.

Fei Xiran sighed tiredly, but his gaze was locked on me.

"This gentleman, I came to look for you, I saw you on the stage, and then someone died in the venue, and you kept looking at me." Fei Xiran said bluntly, his expression was indescribable.

I asked her to sit down: "You sent someone to follow us?" ”

"Well, I can't help it, I'm afraid that you will break the news, if it attracts public attention, we will be forced to suspend the tour, the loss will be huge, and my career may be ruined. No one will dare to invite me to a concert in the future. Fei Xiran was very atmospheric and said it directly.

A few of us glanced at each other, and Peng Xiaoqi asked, "Fei Xiran, do you know that you can sing the dead, and you have to tour?" ”

"At the end of last year, my concert was dead, and it was basically self-killing. They are all old fans, they have listened to many concerts, and the people who died this time, except for two who had heart disease, the remaining ten people died of taking a lot of sleeping pills, and I was actually very wronged. ”

"Twelve dead!" Wang Dong was shocked, and Peng Xiaoqi and Zhang Qiaoqiao also changed their faces.

Twelve people died in a concert, two had a bad heart, and ten took a lot of sleeping pills!

"These old fans regard my concert as a suicide mecca, and the main responsibility is not me, and I don't know why this happened." Fei Xiran hugged his head in pain.

"Really?" I sneered, "When you sing, everyone in the audience is crying numbly, like puppets, don't you think it's strange?" ”

Fei Xiran's body froze, and he couldn't help but purse his lips.

"You'd better be honest, what the hell is going on." I was cold.

Fei Xiran's body trembled a few times, and suddenly burst into tears: "I really didn't mean to...... I used to sing badly, I struggled for five years, and the year before last, with the popularity of "Night Sky", I got where I am today. The more I sing, the better I get, every day I feel like I'm improving, I enjoy the way everyone cries, although it's numb and weird, but everyone likes me and recognizes me......"

She was a little incoherent and looked very excited.

"Why do you get better at singing?" I stared at her and asked her the most critical questions.

She froze again, scratching her head and shouting, "I don't know! I don't know! ”

She went a little frantic and grabbed her black coat and left.

When I walked to the door, I regained a little calm, and looked back at me: "Sir, I don't want to see you breaking the news on the Internet, the organizer of the deceased will solve it, and we will provide corresponding compensation. ”

After she finished speaking, she left, and I sighed: "There are many people on the Internet who have broken the news, and I am not the only one who has seen the dead, but you came to me in person, I'm afraid it's because I wasn't soul-stirred by your singing, and you also want to solve the matter of your singing, right?" ”

Fei Xiran was stunned, didn't look back, just hissed: "Can you solve it?" ”

"You can try, but you have to tell all the truth, and when you solve it, the singing voice you have will disappear, it shouldn't belong to you, right?"

Fei Xiran's fingers gradually clenched, and finally shook his head: "What nonsense!" ”

She quickly left.

I sighed, she couldn't bear to do everything now.

The queen of music and songs, sought after by tens of thousands of people, money, fame and fortune, everything she can't let go.

At that next stop, more people will die!