Draw the horrific truth and make the chef gasp.

It took him a while to get his voice back.

"This...doing art makes you crazy?"

The second young master smiled strangely, and the color of his pupils looked very dark.

"Who knows. Did it help your research?"

For some reason, the chef felt that his neck was particularly itchy, as if a thin line was rubbing against his neck.

He couldn't see the dark lights, so he could only reach out and scratch.

The itchiness came from the depths of the soul.

Instead, it fuels the chef's imagination.

A sick painter, painting the same beautiful boy.

And also working on beauty serums.

Beauty serum.

In the professor's own words, from the moment it was born, it was not oriented to benefit mankind.

The chef remembered being shocked when he saw the professor's interview while watching the report.

How can there be such, such, such a person who completely ignores human nature.

The things his colleagues investigated later were also in line with his views.

The beauty serum is promoted to the world as a "cosmetic repair solution".

Of course, the truth is frightening.

If you want to have perfect skin, you only need to put the selected boy into the beauty serum, then you can completely peel off the other party's skin, and then exchange it with yourself.

When the dark truth was revealed, it caused public outrage.

What's even more terrifying is that the professor committed to adopting children earlier, and now, I am afraid...

The chef hammered himself, piecing together the confusing truth.

"Hey, I think... the reason why the professor poured the beauty serum was because he wanted to change his skin? He wanted to pursue a perfect face?"

The second young master is persuasive.

"The reason why people think they are not perfect is because they see perfection. Don't you think, 19 children, is too much?"

The professor adopted 19, killed 18, and the last escaped.

·

off-screen.

A frightening thought leaped through Wang Xingzhi's mind.

——Since they are all happy to torture-kill 18, why not take the last one too.

——Has the professor's body really been found?

——Is the body found really belonged to the professor?

Or.

The professor is the 19, and his lifetime invention was successful? ! !

The person who was rescued was not the abused child, but the professor himself! ! !

Wang Xingzhi frowned.

He tried his best to identify the "beautiful woman in the painting" from the blurred picture, but from the beginning to the end, the face of the "beautiful woman in the painting" seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.

The face of the "beautiful woman in the painting" is just like in the world.

destroyed.

·

As stupid as a chef, he finally reacted.

"You...do you know something?"

The second young master raised his eyebrows, his expression moved.

"Boom--"

The light whip and thunder and lightning roared with the downpour, and the rose leaves outside the entire castle were watered with water, and the walls of the castle were smashed.

The chef looked at the person in front of him.

The second young master sat on the coffin and tapped his fingers lightly.

"know a little."

Chef: "What?"

The second young master said, "I know the common cause of death for those 18 teenagers."

The chef swallowed, and his neck became itchy again, and there was still a little pain in the itching.

The castle is surrounded by bushes and rose vines. When the weather is hot, there are many flies.

The chef thought it was a mosquito bite on his neck, so he scratched it twice and pinched a cross.

When I pinched my hand, I didn't feel much pain, but it was very irritating.

The second young master said, "...they fell in love with people they shouldn't love, and they saw people they shouldn't. If you see them, you will fall in love with them too."

The chef thought to himself, what a beautiful person to be able to pull so many people to like it together.

But then he realized it.

"...You mean, it's because they and the professor fell in love with the same person? That's why they brought this disaster?"

a bolt from the blue.

But so.

The chef was speechless.

"Hey hey??? Then the person they like...is that a fairy? Why haven't I heard of it at all?"

The second young master laughed as if mocking himself.

"Of course you haven't heard of it. Because he died before the nineteen boys came."

"...Then they like a ghost?" The chef teased casually, but he didn't expect the expression of the person in front of him to change. He seemed to be very upset, and even his voice became extremely gloomy.

"That's something that can't be helped. The timelines are not at the same time. Even if you like it, there's nothing you can do about it."

The more the chef thought about it, the more strange it became.

"You mean, the professor adopted them, and because they all fell in love with that person, the professor decided to make them into beauty serums?"

Second Young Master: "No, from the very beginning, he planned to use people to make beauty serum, but he didn't expect that under such circumstances, someone would **** him from him. So he started early. Using these The skin of a teenager is made into drawing paper and draws on it.”

The dark wind swept in, and the chef's heart was icy cold.

He realized he knew too much.

It's really too much.

The sound of "dong dong dong" chopping meat sounded again in my mind.

"Dong dong dong."

The sound came from far to near, as if something was approaching.

The chef's saliva secreted frantically and kept swallowing.

The second young master said more and more.

"He thought he could punish me like this? Sealing my skin and ashes in the painting would seal me forever? How naive! It's a pity that he was allowed to run away in the end!"

"He thought he could revive him with something like beauty serum? That's stupid!"

"It's extremely hateful, it's extremely hateful, when I go out, I will definitely..."

At this time, the barrage was all shocked.

[The werewolf exploded! 】

[The resentful ghost in the painting originally came from here. 】

[Fuck hastily, analyze it. That is to say, for many years, the professor once liked a person, but that person died due to various reasons, that is, the beauty in the painting. 】

[In order to save his sweetheart, the professor began to study "beauty liquid". At the same time, in order to develop "beauty serum" (perhaps it was not originally called this name, but was renamed after being requisitioned by the society), the professor adopted 19 children one after another. 】

[And as these children grew up... they all fell in love with the "beauty in the painting". 】

[In the building, why did everyone fall in love with the "beauty in the painting"? 】

[Solution: Do you remember the paintings you saw in the world before? There is no face on the picture, and from the details of the painting, the professor selected according to the "beauty in the painting", even if it is said that these children are very likely to have once served as the stand-in for the "beauty in the painting". 】

[Since it is a stand-in, then these children may learn to imitate the "beauty in the painting" when they are very young. And then in the process of contact, fell in love with him! 】

【Oh my god! **** cp! ! I really want to know how beautiful the "beauty in the painting" is, and why are so many people falling in love with him? 】

[Woooooo, Qian Jin asks for a glimpse of the beauty in the painting! 】

The barrage continues to analyze.

[Because these stand-ins fell in love with the master, the professor killed them all in a fit of rage! 】

[After the child abuse incident, the police also investigated the truth behind the "beauty serum". So he planned to arrest him, and then the professor used the skin of the 19th child to escape successfully! 】

【So perverted! ! 】

[It now seems that the "resentful ghost in the painting" is very likely to be the second young master, and he used his identity to brainwash the owner's family and hypnotize him through the painting. 】

The truth is gradually revealed.

The chef pieced together the incomplete truth from the words of the second young master.

He took a step back: "Why...why are you telling me this?"

The second young master raised his eyebrows: "Isn't that what you want to know? Why, are you afraid? My friend?"

Chef: "...Who, who is your friend! I'm leaving!!!"

The second young master laughed lightly.

"Can you go?"

The chef pushed open the door, shook the flashlight, and ran in the castle.

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

The chopping sound grew louder and louder.

The chef was cold and sweaty, and his neck was getting more and more itchy.

He scratched his neck, and it felt as though a layer of skin had come off.

But he didn't dare to think, he just wanted to leave the castle.

The chef vaguely felt that he had forgotten something.

Vaguely, he seemed to think that the castle was a little weird, and he seemed to think that the "beauty serum" seemed to be revived.

"Dong dong dong." The sound of chopping meat was getting closer.

The chef hurried down the corridor and fell on his mother. He rolled down the corridor and crashed into a room.

The door opened with a bang.

The chef looked inside.

The eldest young master held a knife in his hand, and there were several large pieces of rotten meat on the table.

The flesh was covered with maggots, as if it had been dead for a long time.

The eldest young master threw the food in front of the hostess and smiled.

He kicked a head away with his foot, and his skull rolled over.

Exactly eye to eye with the chef.

That's the chef's own head.

The author has something to say: sorry to inform you.

Your wife, she is in the small theater.

It's not very comfortable today, the small theater is closed.

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