Chapter 799 Foreseeing Death


    There were not many people in the exhibition hall, and not many people were free to look at the paintings at this time, so most of the people present were players, and there were as many as ten people around Jiang Jiang.


    "Miss Jiang Jiang, your paintings are really great. Although I am not a player, I can still see tolerance and peace in your paintings." A middle-aged man with a big belly held her hand and refused to let go, " Those who say your paintings have no connotation have no connotation. Your paintings are obviously full of compassion, and you are simply a living god!"


    ?The players next to him couldn''t stand what he said, and someone stepped forward to signal him to let go.


    The middle-aged man reluctantly let go and pulled a young man next to him, "This is my son. He has just become a player and is your fan. You have to sign the painting for him later!"


    ??The young man looked at Jiang Jiang with excitement. Jiang Jiang nodded with a slight smile, said "Excuse me" and went to talk to others.


    The neglected middle-aged man''s face was a little ugly, but he quickly adjusted it. He put his arm around his son''s shoulders and walked aside: "We will buy her four or five paintings later. She will definitely have more respect for developing the paintings than you." Say a few words.”


    As he was talking, his son was bumped into by someone. The middle-aged man said angrily: "You are blind in such a spacious place!"


    ?It was a pity that the other party ignored him. Although the older woman was well-dressed, she was not in a good state of mind. She ignored the crowd and walked straight towards Jiang Jiang.


    A player had already discovered her abnormality, and two people had already come to stop her. The woman did not force her way in, but said with tears: "My son is dead, and he was with you before he died..."


    ?Jiang Jiang stepped forward and said with a sad face: "If you need any help, please ask."


    "I just want to ask you, why did you want to kill him!" The woman''s eyes were red. "He liked your paintings, admired you, liked you, and was willing to risk his life to protect you. Why did you want to kill him?!"


    “Your son was killed by another player, how can you blame Jiang Jiang?” a player scolded her.


    “She was the one who killed her!” The woman took out the photos from the document bag in her arms, “These were all drawn by her, and the people in the paintings were all players who were following her, and every one of them died tragically!”


    The photos dumped on the ground were from Jiang Jiang''s studio. Part of the layout of the studio was exposed in the corners. Except for the corpse with no human face visible, the other faces all appeared on the memorial website established by fans.


    The woman held two photos, one was a photographed painting and the other was a photo of the death scene, and asked hoarsely: "This photo was uploaded before my son died! You knew he was going to die before he died!" It''s you! It''s you who cursed him! You''re a monster!"


    The voice of despair echoed in the exhibition hall. Everyone gathered around and naturally saw the photos on the ground. So many paintings that looked like death photos were shocking, and everyone present lost their voices for a while.


    ?However, someone soon recognized his dead companion from the painting. Jiang Jiang’s painting was partly dated, and the time of the painting was indeed before the death of the person in the painting!


    “These photos have been altered, and there’s no way to prove that these paintings were painted by Jiang Jiang.” Someone questioned, “… after all, it’s just a painting, how can a painting kill people?”


    "If she is a player, the painting can also kill people." Xu Huo added with a smile while standing behind the people.


    Jiang Jiang, who had been expressionless, raised his head and looked in his direction, and then looked at the woman with pity, "It wasn''t me or my painting that killed your son."


    "I just foresaw his death." She said calmly.


    "Look, she is indeed a player!" The woman was obviously mentally disturbed, and she was delighted to seek recognition from others. "She is a player! She is killing people with paintings!" Jiang Jiang shook his head, and then said to the players around him. : "Can you please send her to rest?"


    The player did not move, but asked: "You also predicted Brother Song Xu''s death, why did you go out that day?"


    ??The most important reason why players voluntarily gathered around her was the painting, but now that their self-perceived "spiritual salvation" is in jeopardy, reason and indifference have returned to the body.


    ??Jiang Jiang answered this question, "Because no matter what I do, the content of the prediction will not change."


    "You can tell us." Another player noticed some people coming outside the venue, "Did you predict that we would die here today?"


    "No." Jiang Jiang smiled, "I came here because I will die here."


    Like the other players present, Xu Huo frowned.


    But the next second, no one had time to think deeply about this sentence, because there was a violent explosion upstairs, and the ceiling of the entire exhibition hall fell. Several players in black fell with the collapse, holding hands that clearly did not belong to Area 009. The hot weapons blasted the people on the field indiscriminately!


    They didn''t come for Jiang Jiang. They were targeting several players who also fell from the building. While running and dodging, one of them emerged from the smoke, it was Chi Nan!


    ??Xu Huo lifted up a large piece of the floor and happened to face her. The other person was obviously happier than him. Even while he was busy, he didn''t forget to say hello: "What a coincidence!"


    What a coincidence.


    ? Xu Huo turned back to look at Jiang Jiang. When the building collapsed, she held up the floor and rescued the woman who had lost her son. She handed her over to the player who was rescuing next to her, and then looked at Xu Huo.


    In the middle of the exhibition hall, Chi Nan and a group of unknown players teamed up to deal with the players in black. Players who participated in the maintenance of Area 009, some were rescuing ordinary people who were trapped downstairs, and some were scattered back to Jiang Jiang.


    ??Jiang Jiang and Xu Huo looked at each other. The moment the former raised his pen, the latter had already crossed the short distance between them. When the Octagon Gallery expanded, the awakening doll also fell to the ground!


    Although Xu Huo was already very fast, he still couldn''t bring Jiang Jiang into the dungeon before the gallery opened. Only two players who came to help were caught off guard and were sucked in. He and Jiang Jiang still stood there. in her gallery.


    The noise was stripped away in a second, and eight deep galleries stretched in different directions. From the intersection center, the field of view was slightly deformed, as if more than half of the galleries could be seen at a glance, but each gallery was seriously distorted, unlike A real place.


    ??Jiang Jiang stood on the intersection circle and sighed: "Why don''t you leave?"


    “I didn’t get what I wanted.” Xu Huo said.


    "I have already answered your question." Jiang Jiang said helplessly: "I don''t know the doctor you mentioned, and Shang Shuming is not a doctor, he is just a sponsor."


    “Then let’s change the question,” Xu Huo looked slightly solemn: “Who is providing psychological counseling to you and Peng Ya?”