Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

I opened my phone and looked through it, but I didn't know what I was thinking about.

"Brother, this comic is a bit weird. You'd better not read it. I always feel like it's addictive. It feels like my soul has been sucked away as soon as I read it."

"I think about it every day. If I don't watch it for a day, I'll be anxious. But if I watch it, I'll fall into nightmares again."

Su Chen reached out and took it, then sat down and looked through it. After a while, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and a sneer was heard.

"Haha, there is indeed a problem. Delete it immediately and don't look at it. If you can't control yourself, stick this talisman on your forehead to calm down."

Ding-ling-ling, the cell phone rang.

Su Chen glanced at the incoming call reminder and answered it.

[Hello, Officer Li, what do you want to talk to me about?]

[Hello, Master Su, something serious has happened. Our police station has received reports over the past two days that several of the deceased had read a comic book...]

Li Wenhao told everything in detail, and hearing the silence on the other end, he thought that he had not explained it clearly, so he opened his mouth and asked.

"Master Su, do you think this was man-made, or...something strange? We've discussed this and believe it might be something sinister."

Su Chen pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice.

[Well, this case has both. Our school has even started to see a large-scale outbreak. This matter needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be even more serious.]

"I'm going to your police station right now. Let's go find the painter. If he doesn't stop, it's useless to just find the deceased."

Li Wenhao was shocked and swallowed subconsciously.

He probed: "Master Su, you mean the artist behind the comics is the real murderer, but why would he kill people through comics? It doesn't benefit him in any way."

[We've investigated and found out that the person is K, who became famous a few years ago. He's not adapting a novel into a manga, but directly serializing it...]

It's strange that this kind of person is already famous and rich.

Su Chen carried his backpack and followed Wang Hao. This guy was a bit stupid, so it was safest to keep him under his watchful eye.

The two drove towards the police station and arrived soon.

Xing Fei and the others came forward and politely said, "Master Su, long time no see. Should we go find the painter now? We don't know where the address is. Can you figure it out?"

"Well, I know where she is. Just follow me. Don't alert her in plain clothes."

"Okay, thank you Master Su."

The group arrived at a remote suburb and looked at the yard not far away. Xing Fei and others watched vigilantly: "Master Su, the person is over there."

"Well, in the basement, go find them."

"them?"

Su Chen nodded without further explanation and walked quickly towards the yard. After entering the room, he observed carefully. Soon, the sound of a mechanism starting was heard and a door appeared in front of him.

The group went down the stairs and reached a door at the end with a combination lock on it. It could not be opened without the combination.

Gao Ming stepped forward and sprayed the fingerprint lock. After fiddling with it for a while, the lock finally opened with a click.

The door opened, Gao Ming walked in with a gun in hand, and made a gesture after making sure there was no danger.

Xu Ke was still drawing in the room, with dark circles under her eyes, obviously having stayed up all night drawing. If she was given one more day, she would have finished all three phases.

Hearing the door opening behind him, Xu Ke thought it was his father.

"Dad, why are you here again? I told you not to rush me. I'm already working really hard on my painting and I really can't finish it quickly."

Not hearing a response, Xu Ke realized something was wrong. He turned his head and saw the cold muzzle of a gun against his head. His pupils shrank and the paintbrush in his hand fell to the ground.

"who are you?"

"Police, you...are the artist of the survival game."

Xu Ke lowered his eyes and said nothing, which was seen as consent by others.

Xing Fei looked at the tragic scenes on the electronic screen and felt a chill in his heart. He said in a deep voice: "Why do you want to hurt people? Do you know how many people have died because of your paintings?"

"A few lives. Dad said only a few lives were needed. I didn't intentionally kill anyone. They died because they wanted to read the comics."

"Heh, why can your paintings kill people?"

Su Chen looked around and his eyes fell on the black statue. Hmm, it looks so familiar. What if he can't kill them all? His expression was a little cold.

He approached step by step and reached out to grab the statue. Before he could react, a wisp of black air penetrated directly into the comic and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Haha, you won't survive no matter where you hide."

Wang Hao looked at the comic and shouted in horror: "Su Chen, come here quickly and take a look. This comic is drawing automatically, and there are you and me in it."

"Damn, this is going to kill us, it's so unlucky."