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Chapter 464 Horror Murder Comics ([-])
Have you ever heard that comics kill people?

It sounds unbelievable, but in the supernatural plane, everything is possible.

In City A, this rumor was unofficially verified.

Comics do kill.

Gu Wei, a well-known online cartoonist, quickly became famous because of a horror comic "Killer Comic", and became the chief cartoonist in China.

His rapid rise to fame is not only due to his superb drawing skills, ingenious composition, and reversal of the plot, but also because this work has an absolutely eye-catching gimmick—comic killing!
As soon as "Killer Comics" came out, it immediately caused a sensation all over the world.

This cartoon was first promoted on the Internet. Gu Wei's habit is to review and revise it repeatedly for a few days after the drawing is finished, and then publish it on the Internet at zero o'clock.

And that night, the news media and the Yaoyaoling department were always extremely busy.

Because, a bizarre murder happened in the city.

And this murder case is just a reprint of the freshly released sketch of "Murder Manga".

There are various rumors circulating in the city.

According to legend, there is a terrible ghost living in the murder comics.

Whenever the night is quiet, she will come out to kill.

Legend has it that Gu Wei, a cartoonist, possesses a magic brush that can endow works with souls.

Legend has it that Gu Wei has the ability to predict the future and can dream about the misfortune that is about to happen.

According to legend, in order to hype himself, Gu Wei deliberately killed people according to the method in the works, interpreting the comics as real murders one by one, so as to promote his fame.

Each of them is talked about by people, and people happily talk about those wild guesses, as if they have seen it with their own eyes. , these rumors seem to have become the truth that everyone believes.

However, what is the truth?

Nobody cares.

Everyone is busy persuading others to agree with their point of view, or adding embellishments, or spreading rumors. The power of public opinion is like a huge tent, covering all the facts in an instant, and this tent has become the truth in the eyes of everyone.

The power of public opinion is much stronger than you think.

Three become tigers.

She Qiaowei is a product of public opinion.

To be precise, she is a ghost body produced by the spirit of speech.

Speech spirit refers to the power of language, similar to the ability to be controlled by a "curse" and become a slave.

In other words, She Qiaowei is this servant.

When the soul is controlled by Gu Wei's intense murder comics, She Qiaowei begins her journey of massacre.

Of course, a big villain like her who regards life as worthless will definitely be killed by the true, kind and beautiful heroine.

She Qiaowei was born in a muddleheaded way, and died in a muddleheaded way.

From the beginning to the end, she has never lived for herself for a day, or even a moment.

In the eyes of later generations, She Qiaowei is the symbol of "a murderous maniac without evil".

"Hey, she can't decide whether to live or die. It's really sad that she has to leave a bad name and be poked in the back after she dies."

Holding an umbrella, Qiao Wei took small steps and walked along the edge of the highway intersection step by step.

Behind her, Comrade Yaoyaoling, who was holding the cordon, was clearing the scene, and countless reporters with microphones and cameras were interviewing and filming.

The rain gradually became louder, and the rain became raindrops.

The splashed water droplets formed a mist, which quickly blurred the light blue dress that disappeared at the intersection.

She appeared so suddenly and disappeared so quickly, no one noticed her coming except the dark sky.

……

ten days later.

The eighteenth floor of Jiangbin Community.

The sketch displayed on the computer screen is finally finished.

The handsome boy's fingers still kept the posture of pinching the paintbrush and hovering over the hand-painted board, looking at the person on the drawing for a long time, with a dazed expression.

I always feel that something is missing.

what is it then?

For more than ten days, drawing sketches almost without sleep exhausted him physically and mentally. When the inspiration from the pen tip passed away, what was waiting for him was a brain that was churned into a mess and couldn't work at all, struggling in a state of sleepiness and extreme excitement.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk—"

A few noises came from the half-floor windows that were not closed, which instantly awakened the young man who was lost in the drawing.

He slowly put down the paintbrush, stood up, stretched his stiff fingers from long-term painting, pinched his sore neck from long-term sitting, walked to the bathroom, and lifted the toilet cover.

The spiritual food no longer existed, so he felt the physical hunger. He grabbed a bucket of instant noodles from the kitchen and threw it into the pot to cook. thing.

in the end……

What is missing?

It is obviously the same as the "Jogi Picture" in the museum.

After thinking for a long time, he still didn't get an answer. He took out the boiled instant noodles and stuffed a few mouthfuls indiscriminately. His stomach convulsed due to long-term irregular eating, and the familiar pain made him lose his appetite.

"Bang bang bang bang—"

The movement from next door seemed to be even bigger.

He pressed his stomach with one hand, propped his hand on the table with the other, thought for a while, put on a coat casually, grabbed his wallet and keys and went out.

People in room 1802 next door came in and out, and the kind fat woman stood by the door directing, "Master, slow down, all the clothes are valuables!"

Hearing the sound of 1801's door opening, the fat woman turned her head and smiled at him, "Gu Wei, did you disturb your drawing?"

Gu Wei had no expression on his face, and lowered his head slightly as a nod.

Seeing his reaction, the fat woman acted as happy as being hit by a pie in the sky. Noticing that he was looking at the movers, she explained: "Auntie Fat is about to move. The house was sold to a pair of brothers and sisters. You have noticed that people are quite easy to get along with. By the way, Gu Wei, it seems that you haven't been out for a long time, right? Fat Auntie still has some food here, I'll bring you some..."

Before she finished speaking, Gu Wei plunged into the elevator.

The smile on the fat aunt's face froze.

After a while, he put down the packing box in his hand.

"These art people, their tempers are getting weirder..."

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened.

Gu Wei stepped out of the elevator with long legs and almost ran into a girl who was rushing in.

A pleasant fragrance wafts into the nose.

When Gu Wei lost his mind for a while, the girl had already stabilized her figure by holding on to the elevator frame, stepped aside, lowered her head, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

She is not tall, from Gu Wei's perspective, only her long and drooping eyelashes and her straight nose can be seen.

A strange sense of familiarity arises spontaneously.

Gu Wei stuck in place, standing still.

The girl seemed to be puzzled why he didn't get out of the elevator, she raised her head, and a delicate face like a pearl came into Gu Wei's eyes.

Gu Wei suddenly suffocated his breath.

this face...

He had dreamed of it more than once.

and……

And he just drew it.

(End of this chapter)