Yun Ling's stiff body slowly turned around......

I saw that Fu An no longer had the taste of an elegant gentleman at this time, but the whole person exuded a yin and evil taste, his eyes were full of heat and intoxication, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked extremely strange at this time......

"Welcome to my art of death!"

Fu An walked to the middle of the room, looked at the room of works, raised his head, opened his arms, as if enjoying the psychedelic pleasure brought to him by these palpitating paintings, and then smiled hideously,

"Look at their expressions before they died, terrified! Despair! Fair skin! Bright red blood! Isn't it beautiful...... My art is unparalleled! The Art of Death! ”

Yun Ling looked at Fu An, who was a little crazy, there was no doubt that the latter had lost his mind at this time, and the plum bottle in his pocket was vibrating violently, although Yun Ling was in this strange place, plus a crazy person, he was also a little frightened in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and blocked the mouth of the bottle with his thumb, signaling Chen Yuanyuan not to come out first, because what she was looking for at this time was evidence! Evidence that can prove Fu An's crime! Although what I see now is weird, it is far from enough evidence as evidence!

Yun Ling secretly took out his mobile phone to take a look, only to find that this room actually used materials to isolate the signal! This sucks! This means that the evidence he collects next cannot be sent to Shen Qianhua as soon as possible!

Yun Ling was anxious at this time!

That's right! You can also use the app that comes with your phone!

Then she quickly turned on her phone to record and put it in her pocket......

Fu An was still immersed in his own art at this time, and naturally he didn't notice Yun Ling's quick movements.

After Yun Ling did this, he looked at Fu An, who was a little crazy, and then said weakly:

"Teacher Fu, you are amazing! How could I have imagined the creation of such a theme, every painting seems to be able to reach the heart, and the hairs stand on end......"

Fu An continued to immerse himself in the world he had built, and for a long time, he slowly lowered his head, looked at Yun Ling with creepy eyes, and suddenly laughed, and then stretched out his hand to rub the pale face of a girl in a painting,

"Imagine? How can imaginary things be realistic! How can it be compared to my art! ”

"Huh? That ......"

Yun Ling pretended to be stupid and continued to say puzzled.

And obviously Fu An is not ready to hide anything, because in his opinion, Yun Ling is about to become a part of his art!

"Have you seen the faces on their faces when they died? Hahahahaha...... Horror, despair, facial distortions, and wailing, very beautiful, like a flower that knows its own withering, so beautiful, these are all sources of inspiration for me......"

Yun Ling was shocked, sure enough!

Following Chen Yuanyuan, in five years, Fu An chose so many innocent girls to fill his art of death!

Fu An walked to another painting, the girl in the picture was lying naked in the bathtub, a striking and hideous wound on her neck was still gushing blood, the blood ran along the white skin, drew a round arc on the chest, and then dripped into the bathtub, the water was dyed red, and there were bright rose petals floating on it, snow-white bathtub, snow-white wall, snow-white skin, bright red blood, bright red roses, the girl looked at Fu An outside the painting with a pair of frightened and desperate eyes......

"You know what? She used to be my student, and I still remember the cry of despair, the frightened eyes, very beautiful, beautiful......"

"And this one, I met a woman at the bar, I put her in a big transparent vat, cut her arteries, you see this color, it looks like a Bloody Mary, it must be delicious......"

Fu An raised his head and looked at another painting, on the picture, a lively bar, in the middle is a huge transparent wine vat, a scantily clad woman lying in it, both wrists, neck has obvious knife edges, the transparent wine vat wall is full of blood-red handprints, there is a faucet-like thing below, the wine dispenser next to it is filled with scarlet liquid, and the people around are all looking at the woman in the wine vat with a fanatical and excited face, and there is a goblet in her hand, which is also full of scarlet liquid......

Yun Ling's face gradually darkened,

"So you're filling your art with the lives of so many innocent girls?! Or satisfy your perverted desires! ”

Fu An was still smiling wickedly, rubbing his so-called death artwork,

"Don't you think it's beautiful?"

Yun Ling frowned and didn't speak again, Fu An's situation had reached the level of serious personality splitting, and what she said now was in vain.

At this time, Fu An's face suddenly softened, and he looked at the painting in the middle of the wall,

"You know what? That year I met a girl, like an angel given to me by God, we discussed together, created together, and later became my lover, the art of death was first proposed by her, and gradually I became obsessed with this feeling, and she told me to stop, saying that I was sick, I was not sick! Do you know how desperate I was when she chose to leave me later? People have joys and sorrows, birth, old age, sickness and death, but so what, she can only be mine! One day, we were sketching on the roof, and she was wearing red clothes, like the most beautiful art in the world, and that was when I decided to keep this beauty, so I pushed her off the roof, and then I had this work that made me famous! If you look at them all the same, this beauty should be dedicated to my art, and then it can be preserved forever! ”

Fu An regained that perverted fanaticism, smiled hideously, turned his head and slowly walked towards Yun Ling......

"You know what? Since I first saw you, I have liked you, I have met so many girls, there are so many works, but none of them have eyes like yours, like black gems, condensed with the light of the stars, must be a perfect work of art..."

Fu An said, took out a rope from behind him, with an evil smile, Yun Ling kept retreating, his thumb removed the mouth of the plum bottle he was holding tightly, and just when Fu An was about to grab her, he pulled a red sleeve......

Fu An was slightly stunned, slowly raised his head, just met Chen Yuanyuan's somewhat pale face, and sat on the ground at once.

His face turned pale in an instant, his eyes were glazed, and he sat on the ground and moved backwards while muttering:

"It can't be...... That's impossible...... You're dead...... He's dead...... It's all hallucinations...... Hallucinations ......"

Fu An, who was overly frightened, picked up a stool and threw it at Chen Yuanyuan while retreating, Chen Yuanyuan didn't move, and the stool passed directly through her body, but she almost hit Yun Ling behind her, but fortunately Yun Ling flashed quickly.

Yun Ling saw that Chen Yuanyuan made a move, and he didn't have anything to do, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and paused the recording......

The door was locked, there was no signal in the house, there was only one window in the house, and it was very high, Yun Ling could only stretch out his hand and make a gesture for help, just like Qianhua could see.

Shen Qianhua had been outside for two hours, walking back and forth anxiously, for fear that something would happen to Yun Ling, there was no news for more than two hours, and they all wanted to rush up, and they were afraid that Yun Ling's plan would be ruined, just when Qianhua was at a loss, he suddenly found that the small window tower on the second floor stretched out a hand, constantly gesturing, and there was an extremely familiar bracelet on his wrist!

It's Yun Ling!

Shen Qianhua hurriedly dialed the pre-stored phone,

"Villa No. 208, Jianxi District, Chengnan Road! Homicide! Please send someone quickly! ”

After a brief explanation, Shen Qianhua hurriedly ran in, the windows on the first floor were all guarded, and the doors were also very strong, and he was very anxious Shen Qianhua's body was about to fall apart and did not crash open......

Studio on the second floor.

At this time, Fu An was pinned against the wall by Chen Yuanyuan's neck, his eyes were white, and a fishy smell came from his pants, and he was so frightened that he was incontinent!

Yun Ling wrinkled his nose, although he was disgusted, Fu An couldn't die at this time, so he had to say:

"The police are already on their way here, Fu An's crime is extremely heinous, he must not escape the punishment of the law, in order to prevent this kind of thing from happening again, he should be handed over to the people for trial, if he dies here, he still can't make his crime public......"

Chen Yuanyuan's hand loosened slightly, although she didn't think about it so much, she just wanted to strangle the man in front of her to death, but she could take revenge, thanks to Yun Ling and Qianhua, if she killed him like this, then Yun Ling couldn't explain it clearly, so she had to hold back the anger in her heart.

After a long while, the siren sounded, and Shen Qianhua was about to go crazy, lifting a stone and slamming the door frantically, not even hearing the siren behind him......

Suddenly, Shen Qianhua's arm was screwed behind him as soon as he was in pain, and he was pressed against the wall, and the sudden attack made Shen Qianhua stunned for a moment before he shouted:

"Damn! Is there a mistake? It was me who called! What are you doing with me! People are in danger upstairs, go quickly! ”

And the people behind him didn't let go of him at all...... Shen Qianhua was instantly embarrassed, as if there were 10,000 divine beasts rushing past in his heart......

At this moment, a light voice with a hint of majesty sounded:

"Da Fei, you control him, and the rest of the people open the door to save people!"

After that, the woman fired a shot at the door lock, then kicked the door open, and rushed in with people, Shen Qianhua's face was still rubbing against the wall at this time, and his mouth was open enough to stuff a duck egg.

"I'm ...... Woman...... Superwoman ......"

Yun Ling searched for a long time in the house and didn't find the key, I don't know where Fu An hid it, the problem is that this door is still specially made two-way, that is, no matter inside or outside, it has to be opened with a key, and Fu An seems to be stupid by Chen Yuanyuan at this time, his eyes are dull, and he doesn't say anything no matter how he asks......

At this time, there was a sudden sound of impact at the door, and Yun Ling was surprised, police?! It's finally here!

Hurriedly took out the plum bottle in his hand and shouted at Chen Yuanyuan:

"Come in! Otherwise, you'll be in trouble if you're seen! ”

Chen Yuanyuan had no choice but to let go of her hand, turning into a cloud of smoke and burrowing into the bottle, at the same time......

Door!

Collapse with a bang!