This paragraph about Lu Yan is similar to what is written in the suicide note, which is not so detailed, but only summarized in a few short sentences.

"It turns out that Lu Yan's death was not an accident." Li Yifan stared at Duan Qirui in the video, not knowing whether to say that he was cold-blooded or perverted, since he could watch the woman he liked being covered by fire in front of him, but he couldn't save him when he saw death, what kind of person could do it.

Li Yifan couldn't help but think of the dream he had on the Internet yesterday, and after hearing Duan Qirui tell Lu Yan about it, he more truly realized the hatred and resentment of the owner of those hands, and the curse of the indifferent man in the video in front of him, not only killed her, but also permanently sealed her hand in the plaster.

If they hadn't broken the plaster, how would they have known about such an experience?

"Keep watching." After Jiang Dong finished speaking, Han Shuo pressed the space, and the video continued to play.

"I begged Lu Yan's parents for three days, but they didn't agree to me, I was already making sculptures for the deceased, which was almost a little famous, until Tan Yu also came to persuade Lu Yan's parents, and they agreed to my request.

I found a professional to help me deal with those hands, and then to the sculpture, which took almost half a year. Every time I see those hands, I think of the day when Lu Yan was surrounded by fire, and my heart is full of guilt.

I always dream of her eyes full of curses, staring at me deadly, but since those hands were sent to Tan Yu, this feeling has disappeared, maybe she finally achieved her wish to be with Tan Yu.

Li Yifan picked up the photo frame on the table, there was a photo inside, the photo was two people, one was a boy with beautiful eyebrows and a heroic face and a sweet-looking girl with long braids, it seemed that it should be Duan Qirui and Lu Yan in their teens.

The video continued, Duan Qirui changed his clothes, obviously not the same time as the last recording, he was still sitting here, looking at the camera, still looking like the original fairy wind bones.

"Yesterday that person came again, I still refused his request, the pain of cancer made me not want to do those things anymore, I knew that even if they didn't look for me, they could find someone else......" There was a large snowflake spot in this paragraph, the picture became unclear, and the sound could not be heard much.

"What's going on?" Jiang Dong asked Han Shuo, who had been operating the computer.

"I don't know, I'll take a look." Han Shuo pressed the keyboard a few times, fast-forwarded the previously spent footage, and the video could be watched again.

"When I started making sculptures of the deceased, there were always strange people looking for me, and their requirements were different, but for the sake of livelihood, I never asked about the origin of the ashes brought by these people, what they were used for, I didn't ask.

Until one day, the man in black came to me again, he had been here many times before, and each time he would give me different things for me to try to add to the sculpture, some of which did have an extraordinary effect on the presentation of the sculpture, and I would buy some from him later.

One day, he walked in wearing a wide windbreaker, pulled it open, I was surprised to see that the man was curled up in his arms a poor girl, she looked only eleven or twelve years old, he pointed to the girl, asked me to make a sculpture of the girl, I was surprised, the girl was clearly a living person.

I immediately rejected him, I even wondered if the girl was kidnapped by this man, I gave the girl a look, who thought that the girl smiled at me, and I began to squeeze my eyes, and when the man left, I quickly pulled the girl and asked her if she was kidnapped.

Who knew that you still laughed and called me stupid, and I realized that she was not scared and trembling and showing pity, but she looked at me with a look of anticipation in her eyes, 'When will I be made into a sculpture?' The girl asked me with a grin.

I carefully explained to her that only death can be made into a sculpture, and what happens to death, but the girl is not afraid at all, and she is still saying that it is fun, she wants to be made into a sculpture.

Hehe, there is really everyone in this world, I originally thought that this girl had some problems in her brain, maybe she was more stupid, who would have thought that I would ask her anything again, she would know, the multiplication table said slippery, and even the teacher table can be recited.

The man stayed with me late that day and left, and he offered me a very high price to make the little girl into a sculpture, and I refused, I had already done something wrong once, and I didn't want to have it again.

Unexpectedly, the man gave me a note when he left, and when he walked away, I opened it and found that the note was the recipe for the ingredients he gave me every time.

When I saw the formula, I instantly felt that the sculptures around me were extremely hideous...... Unlike the first time when the ashes of a dead man were used to make a sculpture, these materials clearly stated the extraction method and environment, and recorded in detail that if they were not taken out at this time, they would not get the desired texture......" Duan Qirui said, and there was a long pause.

"Boss, what did you say would be recorded on that note, isn't it just to make plaster sculptures, what strange things can be used, and it's not people in the past who painted, and the materials are either gems or plants." Han Shuo pouted.

"In the past, there were many pigments that were made with a very disgusting and curious method, and some people were poisoned or killed during the production process, and the purple used by the earliest Egyptians was made of bone snail purple, but the production method can be said to be very disgusting, so we don't judge how the material that person gave Duan Qirui was made." Li Yifan continued to stare at Duan Qirui on the computer screen.

“…… Later, for a long time, I refused all the materials offered by the man, until one day, he came to me again, this time he came alone, we were chatting in the room, he listened to me talk about the creative process, from time to time to give me some advice, I found that he knew how to do it, or rather, he didn't know sculpture, but chemistry.

It wasn't until the afternoon that he began to tell me how to make a sculpture of a living person, the fun of a living sculpture, maybe the content of the conversation was gradual to this, this time he said this, I was not disgusted, but also gave my own opinion.

It wasn't until I somehow accepted his imagination that I saw the little girl again, she was still smiling, looking at me expectantly, until she was lying on the sculpture with a bath towel, and I still didn't see a trace of fear on her face.

I tried to persuade her again, but she still laughed, and in the midst of living life and in-depth study of sculpture, I chose the latter, but I always expected her to give up, so that I would not move on to the next step...... I must have had a bad brain at that time......" Duan Qirui said here, and looked into the corner again.