Time seemed to be very long. In the silent space, only the newly purchased wall clock in the living room moved tirelessly and made a ticking sound.

"If I'm not wrong, you copied other people's work or imitated comics and stories." Chen Jun was so unexpected that Jiang Rong was slightly shocked.

"What did you say?" Jiang Rong asked in surprise.

"You don't understand?" Chen Jun looked directly into her eyes and said, "I don't believe in evil. These two cases are by no means supernatural phenomena. Instead, they were carefully planned by someone and used a cover-up to cover up the killing methods to achieve the purpose of killing."

"So what? Does it matter to me?"

Chen Jun continued to stare at the opponent with an aggressive, sharp gaze, like a sharp sword: "Yes, you are an accomplice. The murderer used you to draw the murder procedure in comics, so as to produce a terrifying expected effect.

To satisfy the hidden murderer’s purpose of venting his hatred.”

Chen Jun's words obviously angered Jiang Rong. Her face darkened, she stood up from the sofa, pointed her finger in the direction of the door, and said angrily: "Please get out, I am not from your Chen family, nor you."

My dear sister, you can make wild guesses as you like, but you cannot slander my personality and dignity."

"Why, are you scared and guilty?" Chen Jun continued to ask without concealment. "Don't forget, I am your brother...and your adoptive father who loves you, my father Chen Zhiqing, do you want to reject us all?

Outside the door?" He really wanted to tell her that she had a biological father. And she was the one who caused her biological father to become a veritable vegetative state.

But can she bear this? Chen Jun finally gave up the idea of ​​telling her his true identity. Speechless, he stared coldly at the trembling Jiang Rong with no intention of leaving.

Scared! Indeed, she was scared. Every time she woke up from a nightmare, she could no longer contain the fear in her heart. Loneliness, fear, and helplessness tortured her all the time.

A drop of clear tears slid silently on her smooth and flawless face. She was very beautiful, but very inferior. Faced with Chen Jun's unreasonable inference, there seemed to be nothing else to say except anger.

Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she looked directly at the other person and said word for word: "There is no murderer, no plagiarism. The comic was told to me by a friend, and I brewed it according to the ideas she gave me..."

When he first heard what he said, Chen Jun was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that Jiang Rong would be fooled by his random bluff and reveal the hidden secret.

"Your friend?"

"Um."

"Is he a boy or a girl? Where is he?"

"It's in a very far away place. I don't remember the exact location of that place, I just remember a rough idea." As she was thinking, Jiang Rong suddenly covered her head and squatted down...

Chen Jun said in surprise: "What's wrong?" He quickly helped her sit on the sofa, and quickly poured a glass of water for her. "Drink some water."

"It's... I have a headache..." Jiang Rong covered her head, seemingly unable to hold on, and buried her head deeply in her knees. She cried out in pain.

"No, I have to go to the hospital." Chen Jun ignored her, supported her and ran towards the door.

Jiang Rong stubbornly straightened up and stepped back, "I won't go..."

Chen Jun didn't allow her to say anything. He threw his arms around her waist and ran out of the room, forcing her into the bed of the motorcycle. Then with extremely fast movements, he closed the door, locked the door, got on the motorcycle, and

Don’t forget to remind me: “Sit tight and hold on, I’ll take you to the doctor right away.”

The motorcycle spit out smoke and drove Jiang Rong straight to the hospital. Along the way, Chen Jun turned on the siren, forcing the vehicles blocking the front to give way.

Jiang Rong covered her head, curled up, and let Chen Jun rush to the hospital like a wind.

When you go to the hospital, you don't get diagnosis and treatment right away. You have to go through a series of admission procedures. For example, you register, go to the doctor for consultation, and then do a blood test and wait for the results. Go to the doctor with the results, queue up for follow-up visits, and then

It's your turn to get medicine.

Get the medicine and wait in line again...

All this time was wasted running around. Are you in a hurry? Chen Jun was so anxious that his lips were blistered and his legs were weak. It wasn't his turn to get the medicine yet.

Jiang Rong was temporarily placed on a chair by him, and he didn't have time to see how her headache was going.

This is the result of him not revealing his identity. Besides, it is impossible to meet a doctor who knows him every time. Also, this hospital is not the same hospital where his grandfather received emergency treatment last time.

No one here knew him, so he did not receive special care. When he got the medicine, he looked at the time carefully and found that it had been almost two hours since he came to the hospital. In other words, he had been waiting here for half an hour for the medicine. Jiang Rong

What is the concept of leaving it aside for half an hour?

He hurriedly took the medicine and went to where Jiang Rong was sitting. He was dumbfounded.

The chair was empty. Not to mention Jiang Rong, there was no other patient.

In the hospital, there were many people coming and going. Chen Jun fainted and didn't know where to look for her.

Thinking about whether she would go to the bathroom, he hurried to the bathroom door and waited... Oh my, the wait lasted another half an hour. Until a chubby aunt came out, and he took the initiative to step forward and ask: "Auntie, is there anyone else inside?

?”

The aunt gave him a strange look, shook her head and said, "No more." She quickly left.

Jiang Rong did not go far.

When Chen Jun went to get the medicine, she had a splitting headache and felt like something was about to happen. Although she had a headache, her mind was very clear. She remembered that she had drawn a new cartoon manuscript last night.

It's strange to say that in the midst of ignorance, the urge to paint comes from an inexplicable moment. Inspiration also bursts out at that moment, and my hands don't obey me, as if I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I keep painting.

Until it's all done...

Because Chen Jun had warned herself before that she could not continue to draw comics. Just now in the room, she did not dare to tell the fact that she could not help but draw a comic manuscript again last night.

Last night's comic story told a very strange story, which took place in a funeral parlor.

A worker who burned corpses in a funeral home was picking up a charred corpse. He discovered that the corpse, which was already dead and 100% charred, was moving on its own without any human intervention...

An extraordinary sense of intuition transmits information in the brain. Jiang Rong immediately sensed that a horrific incident was about to happen in the funeral parlor. In order to stop this strange incident from happening, she had to go there
Chapter completed!