Rapid gasps echoed in the hallway.

It was dark and unclear, and she didn't know where to go, just scurrying around like a headless fly.

All she knew was that she had been running for a long time.

It's just that no matter what, she can't turn out of this hellish place.

Outside the door was a door, and when I pushed it open, there was an empty room covered with dust.

Qiao Qianwen gasped, holding her stomach and slowly stopped.

I really can't run.

She touched the wall and sat down slowly, breathing calmly.

People are a lot calmer, but their minds are not as clear as usual, and they can't sort out their thoughts normally in a chaotic way.

Could it be that she has been pregnant for three years? But at such a time?

Qiao Qianwen staggered to her feet.

She had to get out of here, and if she was caught, she tightened her hand on her stomach.

At this moment, her surroundings were darker than ever, and she didn't know if she was in a room or a hallway after she had just pushed open the door.

According to the pattern she had just walked all the way, there must have been a door on every wall of this house. All she had to do was touch the wall to find the door.

Even if there was a closed room behind the door, she wouldn't stop there.

Maybe behind the door is outside the house?

She reached out and touched the wall, moving slowly to one side.

Suddenly, there was a "snap".

Qiao Qianwen was stunned, and her heart suddenly shook violently.

All of a sudden, the surroundings lit up, and with that snap, the lights illuminated everything around them.

What is this place

She froze in place, looking at everything in front of her, and she finally saw where she was.

In front of her was a small room, and where she was standing was the only space in the whole room. Spreading from her feet were mountains of clothes.

Mountains of women's clothes.

The tip of her nose suddenly touched the scent of a woman's perfume. In fact, she had already faintly smelled it in the darkness just now, but now because of the light, the smell was even stronger.

Women's clothes, women's shoes, and women's dressing table, could this be Gu Yinyin's dressing room?

Perhaps, some clues can be found here.

Qiao Qianwen took a step, stepped over the clothes randomly stacked on the ground to the dresser, and reached out to turn on the mirror lamp on the dresser.

Just as messy the room is, so is the mess on the dresser.

Bottles and cans were crooked, seven or eight lipsticks were open, and the paintings were red everywhere, and the table was full of white powder.

It's a table full of psychotic temperament.

And when her eyes focused on the wall above the dresser, she was completely stunned.

Dozens of photographs are scattered on the walls, and the content of the photos is personal portraits with various styles of background.

Every photo can be described as stunning, especially the woman in the photo, the beauty is breathtaking.

And what stunned her was the woman in the photo.

Even with thick makeup, Qiao Qianwen could still recognize him.

He, not her.

That man's unique facial features, she will never forget for the rest of her life. He is unique in that he dresses himself as a woman, and no one will not believe him.

This monster is both male and female

Qiao Qianwen suddenly felt the stomach acid surge, and the uncomfortable burning sensation spread to her throat and eyes.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem"

She covered her mouth to suppress the discomfort, she hadn't eaten anything normal in days, and if she threw up again, she would faint and not be able to get out of the room.

"Joe, Qian, Auntie!"

The man's roar shook the house clearly.

Qiao Qian's face froze.

No, she was heartbroken, turned to open the door and fled.

His voice seemed to be some distance away from her.

The time to escape was getting tighter, he knew everything about the house, and she had to find the exit before he did.

Returning to the dark corridor from the bright light, Qiao Qian's eyes were dim, and he was confused in the corridor for a while.

"Qiao Qianwen, you can't escape, don't let me find you!"

The man's voice was like the claws of hell, dragging her legs tightly, slowing her steps like lead.

"Whew"

She can't, she can't, she can't.

"Qiao Qianwen! Where do you think you can escape, come back to me! ”

The man's voice sounded again, and Qiao Qian's spine felt cold, and she noticed that his voice seemed to be not far behind her.

Damn it!

Her legs suddenly went limp, and she fell forward, reflexively protecting her stomach while her arms hit the floor.

She had just fallen and thrown her into a room.

Suddenly brightened in front of her, Qiao Qianwen frowned, and slowly got up from the ground with her blue arm that had been hit.

She finally saw the bright sky outside the window.

The large room was littered with easels of white cloth, and her feet were littered with shattered sculptural heads.

Here, it seems to be a studio.

She lifted her steps and took a step forward, but suddenly she was dizzy from exhaustion, and it was easy to stabilize her body, but she still hit the easel on one side.

The easel fell to the ground, and the white cloth covering the painting fell to the ground.

The painting was completely unfolded before her eyes.

This, this painting

She could no longer take her eyes off the painting, as if she had been frozen in place.

Mourning Christ?

Familiar blood, familiar pictures, she will never admit mistakes.

Famous painting murder case, mad painter, everything in the past was projected in her mind at a very fast speed.

The murderer who quietly followed her for years, killed her friends, and pushed her on the path of forensics, the demon who killed her wherever she went

She would never admit her mistake.

Qiao Qianwen slowly leaned down and shook her hand to remove the photograph that had been pressed to the upper left corner of the canvas with a thumbtack.

In the high-resolution photo, the tragic scene of the murder pierced her eyes and slashed her heart.

She froze and forced herself to pluck up her courage to walk to the easels and pull down all the coverings.

As the white cloth on the last shelf fell, her heart suddenly stopped beating at that moment.

The portrait painted on it was none other than her.

Qiao Qian's eyes sank, and she could clearly hear the footsteps coming from behind her.

"How about my paintings, do you like them?"

The man's men's menacing laughter came from behind him.

"You're a madman painter."

She struggled to turn to face him.

"If you're referring to the creators of these works, yes, it's down there."

He proudly hated her,

"It's just that I personally don't like the title of mad painter."

"You, why do you keep following me?"

She looked at him quietly.

"After so many years, why?"

These two sentences were thrown out of my heart like a thousand pounds.

"Because, I'm willing." He pulled out a smirk, "You're the chosen one of God." ”

In the natural light that came in from the window of this studio, Qiao Qianwen could see his face clearly.

His seemingly perfect face was painted with heavy makeup, his so-called white skin exposed many unconcealable wrinkles, and a pair of heavy dark circles under those eyes, which made him more and more pale and terrifying.

At this moment, she finally understood why the whole house was dark and dark, and the only light was also a beam of light that could modify skin imperfections in the dark.

Because he simply can't accept his aging.

Come to think of it, he must be a man who is nearly forty years old, right?

And it's a perverted middle-aged man who overrelies on the beautification of the dark effect to soothe his psyche.

"What I like the most is the expression on the faces of those animals, growing up with hope, knowing that they can't escape their fate of being eaten."

He smiled and bent his eyes, but his voice was faintly instructive.

When everything was exposed in front of her, the strength in her body was only enough to support her to stand there, and she couldn't move a single step, she could only watch him slowly circle behind her, wrapping around her body from behind, and the pair of slender fingers slowly covering her lower abdomen.

"I told you, you can't escape."

"Be obedient, otherwise, you and the child in your belly will die ugly."

Qin Family Manor.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere is almost frozen.

The two people sitting on the opposite side of the sofa were drinking tea lightly.

"No matter what, thank you, Mr. Xing, for personally returning the cause."

Qin Muyuan put down the teacup first, breaking the silence.

"Qin Muyuan, you should know that since I personally sent her here, I won't leave empty-handed." Xing Yi followed and put down the cup, raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, "This deal, both you and me." ”

"What Mr. Xing wants, as long as it is taken by me Qin, he will do his best."

Qin Muyuan lowered his eyes and beckoned to the butler beside him.

"Whatever Mr. Xing wants, you can write it down for me one by one."

"Yes"

The butler nodded, pulling out the small notes in his pocket.

"This little book, won't it be too stingy, I asked for something, but there are a little too much." Xing Yi looked at his small notebook and emphasized in a cold voice.

"This" The housekeeper hesitantly stopped his pen and looked at Qin Muyuan.

"Change Mr. Xing to a big book, just mention it, there is nothing in this world that I Qin can't do." Qin Muyuan waved his hand and motioned for the housekeeper to continue.

Xing Yi glanced at the two of them lightly, and then slowly spoke.

"First, in addition to the right to enter and exit the Qin family's manor at will, I also have the right to use a part of your manpower at will."

This first one is difficult to accept.

The butler's pen hesitated, and he didn't write for a long time.

"Why don't you write?" Xing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

The housekeeper looked at Qin Muyuan, but saw that he nodded indifferently.

"Write to him."

"Second," I only heard him say coldly, "I want you to help me find Qiao Qian's wife free of charge." ”

"Write."

"Third."

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