Mortal Prison Chapter 287: The pinnacle of life

www.lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapters of Mortal Hell!

Jinling, the ancient capital, was a prosperous place in the Six Dynasties with outstanding people.

The target of this mission, Jiang Yue, is here. In a place with beautiful scenery and pleasant environment on the lower reaches of the Jinling River, there is a large-scale manor. This is the home of this internationally renowned painter.

It was nearly noon when we arrived here.

What is more interesting is that the security guards in front of the door are all women. Their appearance is not amazing, but the calluses on their hands are extremely thick, and most of the calluses are covered on their fingers, which shows that these are two masters. I am afraid that one of them will defeat three or five. Being a big man is not a problem.

After announcing our intention, the two expressionless security guards were obviously very enthusiastic. One of them, a woman with a ponytail, was named Pang Feiyan. She said that she would be responsible for everything we did here, and informed us that Jiang Mr. Yue is currently at home, and has already made arrangements to take us to see him as soon as we arrive.

After entering the manor, as we walked forward, I finally asked Pang Feiyan: "What's weird in this manor? Our mission information only mentioned it briefly, but didn't go into details."

"This..."

Pang Feiyan was agitated and said with a troubled face: "Let Mr. Jiang tell you this. He won't let the people below us talk nonsense. If we talk too much, we will lose our jobs."

"As for what? Is this a dictatorship?"

Ji Zi frowned and said in a deep voice: "I think you have a tough style. You should have been in the army before. Why are you so afraid of such a boss?"

Pang Feiyan sighed, but finally kept silent and refused to say more.

I pushed Jizi and told him not to say more. He was obviously not a rich man and didn’t know that firewood, rice, oil and salt were expensive. In this era where rich people are the boss, the pride of a warrior is really nothing. How many tough guys from the ranks have shed blood and died without frowning, but in the end they have become a mess in front of life, and can only humiliate themselves with tears to protect others and earn a living.

But to be honest, I really don't like the target person's style.

After a while, we came to a Western-style villa, where Jiang Yue lived. In front of the villa was a huge swimming pool, sparkling in the sun, and full of women's laughter and play. All you can see are gorgeous women wearing scantily clad clothes and exquisite makeup.

"My dear."

The soldier's eyes widened: "This is the peak of life..."

"You better not read too much."

Pang Feiyan lowered her head and reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Jiang is a very domineering person. He has never liked the opposite **** in his own territory. Whether it is his studio or the place where he lives, all the people of the opposite **** are there. Waiting, these women who often come in and out of here are basically forbidden by him, and looking at them more may make him unhappy."

"Yes, you are really a rich man."

The soldier shook his head, too lazy to say anything more.

Pang Feiyan led us directly into the villa.

"Go away!!"

At this time, a man's hysterical roar came from upstairs: "I said, you'd better not come near me when I'm creating, get out of here!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a "smashing" sound, and a young woman with a delicate appearance and dressed like a maid hurriedly ran downstairs while wiping her tears, the look on her face There are very obvious five finger marks.

The maid must have a very close relationship with Pang Feiyan. Seeing that the woman seemed to have been beaten, Pang Feiyan's face turned dark, she pulled the woman and asked softly: "Is Mr. Jiang angry again?"

The maid nodded slightly, and then whispered: "You'd better wait for him to calm down and go up later to avoid getting into trouble."

After saying this, she hesitated and then said: "He was in a particularly bad mood today. In the morning, Ms. Li, whom he has always liked, came here. She is the little Internet celebrity. It is said that she has her eye on some kind of bag, Jiang The husband hit me without saying a word. Think about how angry he is today, right?"

She covered her face and said with a wry smile: "I am taking it lightly. It is said that Ms. Li was beaten for more than ten minutes, and she was almost beaten into a pig's head..."

She glanced at us and left in a hurry.

Pang Feiyan's face was a little stiff, and she turned to us and said: "You three... how about... we should wait and go up?"

I asked: "Has Jiang Yue always been like this?"

"He used to be very nice."

Pang Feiyan hesitated for a moment, and finally explained: "But he may have encountered a creative bottleneck recently. He has not created good works for a while, and he is very irritable, so that's why he is like this."

"Just wait here, let's go up."

I waved my hand and said with a smile: "You are his employee, you can accommodate his emotions, but we don't have time to accommodate him, and we don't want to waste any time with him."

After that, Dabing and I went up to the second floor. Pang Feiyan hesitated for a moment and finally followed.

In the study room on the second floor, I met this internationally renowned painter.

This is a young man who is perhaps less than 1.5 meters tall, but has a somewhat feminine appearance. He is sitting on a chair, pulling his hair in pain. The ground is littered with discarded canvases and brushes.

"Who are you?"

When Jiang Yue saw us coming in uninvited, he was obviously furious again. His voice was suppressed and he asked directly: "Why did you come in without my permission?"

"Dawn!"

I didn’t want to quarrel with this kind of person, so I only said two words and walked in uninvited. I sat down on the sofa opposite the desk and said lightly: "If you want to live, come over and explain the situation. I don’t have the time." Delayed here."

I am telling the truth. I am not interested in this painter, and I am quite fed up with his style. I don’t have time to fight with him. To protect this kind of person, I might as well go to meditate to improve my strength.

Jiang Yue's eyes lit up at first, but after hearing what I said next, his brows jumped wildly, and there was obvious anger on his face, but he restrained himself very well, and waved his hand to Pang Feiyan who was standing at the door. The other party went out and closed the door, then stood up and walked over to sit down.

"What strange thing happened to you?"

I got straight to the point and said directly: "In other words, do you have any suspicions? How did the two dead bodyguards die?"

"There is absolutely no suspicion whatsoever."

Jiang Yue shook his head and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he spoke slowly and talked about his experience: "I think I may have been hit by an evil spirit. I didn't see the thing specifically. It was more like...a black hand!"

A black hand!

This is Jiang Yue's description of that kind of thing, and he has almost died at the hands of this black man twice.

A month ago, he attended an awards show and encountered this black hand for the first time on his way home. At that time, he was very tired and was taking a nap with his eyes closed. As a result, the car door opened without warning. In his sleep, he was pushed hard and pushed out. If his driver hadn't been experienced enough to brake suddenly and slow down the car the moment the door opened, he would have died.

Jiang Yue opened his shirt, and there were still scratches on his shoulders that had not yet completely healed.

The second time was about a week ago. Someone suddenly grabbed his throat while he was sleeping, almost suffocating him. His eyes widened, but there was nothing in front of him. The situation was very much like a ghost in folklore. , when he was about to die, he touched the alarm clock on the bedside table and swung it forward fiercely. He didn't feel anything hit, but the force that strangled his throat did disappear. Only then did he finally resolve all kinds of disasters and save himself. Life.

As for the two dead bodyguards, it is even more strange.

One of the bodyguards drowned in the swimming pool in front of the villa. The water in the pool was only a meter deep at most, but it drowned a female special forces soldier who had retired from the Marine Corps of a certain country. No matter how you look at the scene, it looks like you accidentally slipped and drowned, and there are no traces of murder! !

As for the second bodyguard, his death was even more bizarre. He was hanged on the mother-son bed at home!

How high is the mother-child bed? Most people must know this by heart, and the bodyguard is also a woman, a female soldier who has retired from the army. She is much taller and taller than the average man. According to Jiang Yue's description, the height of this bodyguard is I'm afraid he was over 1.85 meters tall and very strong, but he was hanged on the bed of mother and child. It was extremely weird!

The police suspected that this was murder, not suicide, because the bodyguard was taller than the mother-child bed. How could she hang herself on the bed? The height was not high enough for her feet to lift off the ground. It was not so much hanging as It's better to strangle him, and this bodyguard has a cheerful and optimistic personality, and he is definitely not the kind of person who can't get around.

Unfortunately, there were no signs of invasion at the scene. The bodyguard didn’t even show signs of resistance before his death. It didn’t look like murder. After all, he was a veteran with combat experience. It was impossible for him to be violently assaulted. Waiting for death like a sheep!

"This series of things is too weird. As you know, I am a public figure. In order to avoid any rumors, I can only prohibit people below from spreading such things and deal with it in a low-key manner!"

Jiang Yue sighed and said: "I'll leave this matter to you. I hope you can capture the thing behind the scenes alive and bring it to me when the time comes."

"Capture alive?"

I looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to make such a request.

"Yes, captured alive?"

Jiang Yue is smiling, but the smile is hypocritical no matter how you look at it: "I am very interested in these things. These mysterious and unknown things can stimulate my creative desire. I also want to know what is harming people behind the scenes. Please be sure to capture him alive."

I shook my head and said bluntly: "We probably already know the situation you mentioned. We have initially concluded that you probably encountered something weird and unpredictable. However, it is basically impossible to capture him alive. This kind of thing is extremely ferocious and can attack at every turn. It is unrealistic to kill people and capture them alive, and we will not let these things enter the eyes of ordinary people."

"I said, we must capture him alive!"

Jiang Yue suddenly became furious, like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He suddenly stood up and shouted: "I am your employer, you must listen to me."

My face turned pale and I whispered: "It seems that you don't know what dawn is..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers suddenly took action!

……