Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

Question: What should you do if you want to send your best friend to a mental hospital?

Answer: He persuaded her with emotion and reason, saying that this was all for her own good. Now that the Grim Reaper was rampant outside, the two were at a loss, like ants on a hot pot. But as long as one of them stayed in a safe place, then the "Grim Reaper" would not attack the person wandering outside for the time being in order to ensure his order of death. Then Charlotte would strike with thunder, find and kill the Grim Reaper, and her sacrifice was necessary, and Charlotte would avenge her!

Question: What if she hits you on the head?

Answer: Sharing - The blow is on my head and the pain is on her brain. Good friends should share sadness, pain, despair, loss and depression together. This is the deep friendship between two people!

At ten o'clock in the morning, Gwen, with an unhappy look on her face, was dragged by Charlotte to the mental hospital in Meihu Town.

He prepared to book a single room for her and also wanted to see Kimberly again. Charlotte felt that his chance to find the "God of Death" was in Kimberly's body.

The Meihu Town Mental Sanatorium is built on the outskirts of Meihu Town, on a hill that even vehicles cannot access.

Not to mention dangerous items, all metal objects are not allowed to be brought in, including mobile phones, rings, earrings, jewelry, glasses, and even nails must be trimmed to eliminate any potential sources of danger.

This is what Claire wanted for her residence, and this is how she delayed death for a full year.

After passing through many checkpoints and opening one door after another, the two finally met Kimberly, Claire and the others again in the hall.

In the spacious hall, three people in simple clothes sat in three corners, their expressions somewhat nervous and worried.

The way the Grim Reaper strikes is always through carefully designed death scenes. Simply put, it is an unexpected yet reasonable accident. The "Grim Reaper" never reveals his whereabouts directly, as if he is avoiding something.

And this is the safe house that Claire carefully selected for herself.

There were no dangerous items in the lobby or inside the house, and even the walls were covered in soft packaging in lucky colors.

You might say disease, plague, poison, criminals, planes flying into mental hospitals.

But these cannot be regarded as the unexpected harvest of the "Death" plan. The planes falling from the sky are more likely to implicate others and destroy the death carefully designed by the Death.

And now the three groups of people are in the three killing cycles of the god of death.

Charlotte and Gwen were in one group, Kimberly and Thomas were in one group, and Claire from flight 180 was in a separate group.

"Charlotte~Do you have any good ideas?" The moment Kimberly saw Charlotte, she sat up and asked impatiently.

As a young person who has just entered college, if she had to stay in a place without any entertainment for the rest of her life, she probably wouldn't be able to last a week.

"Of course~" Charlotte said with a smile while holding Gwen's arm:

"My approach is to take the initiative."

"Take the initiative..." Sitting by the bulletproof glass window, Claire couldn't help but sneer. She completely sneered at Charlotte's naive idea and asked with a sneer:

"That's easy to say, but how did you take the initiative to attack, and who did you attack? The God of Death? Is a god that controls death really that easy to defeat?

I think it's safest to stay in a mental hospital. As long as I don't leave here, death will never be able to do anything to me."

Perhaps it was because she had been lonely for too long, or perhaps it was because she had not exercised enough, but Claire's face was sickly pale, her eyes were bloodshot, and she seemed to be eager to talk to a few people.

She raised her face, looked at Charlotte without blinking and said:

"No one can escape the arrangement of the god of death. Everything is part of the god of death's plan~"

"That's right~ So I just need to keep Gwen here, and the so-called Grim Reaper won't attack me for the time being~"

Charlotte ignored Gwen who was sulking with a cold face, put her arm around her shoulders and asked playfully.

Claire glanced at Gwen and nodded.

"Yes... That's exactly the truth."

"So~ Do you guys know where the Grim Reaper is hiding? I just want to have a chat with him~"

Charlotte turned her head and looked at Kimberly. In her memory, she was the protagonist of the whole story. If there was one person who knew where the god of death was, Kimberly was the most likely person.

Kimberly didn't know why Charlotte was looking at her. She was confused and shook her head quickly. Instead, Claire spoke:

"Although I don't know where the God of Death is, there is someone who may know. If you really want to end this, I can take you to find him..."

Thomas also spoke:

"I am also willing to help. After all, I am a police officer and can solve some sudden troubles."

At this time, the death crisis lies with Gwen, Kimberly and Claire.

Following Charlotte out of the mental hospital, Claire is undoubtedly the most dangerous one.

However, she really couldn't hold on any longer. Her companions died tragically in front of her, which made her heart gradually turn cold. She lingered in the empty room for a whole year, which made her mentally ill.

Sometimes living is more painful than death. When she saw Charlotte and others, she saw not an opportunity, but an invitation from the "God of Death". The "God of Death" did not want her to commit suicide and die in the hospital, but to add her to his death plan.

Gwen crossed her arms and said with a bitter face:

"Charlotte~ I don't think there's any need for me to stay here..."

"Gwen~" Charlotte smiled and patted her shoulder gently:

“That Grim Reaper is very rigorous. Looking at his methods and sequence, you can tell that this guy must have obsessive-compulsive disorder. You stay here to protect Kimberly, and I will go face him.

For the sake of his own death order, he would probably not be willing to kill me even if I slapped him in the face.

Of course, if he makes a move, I'll call you, and then there's no need for you to be here.

Your staying here not only ensures your own safety, but also Kimberly's safety, and indirectly Thomas's safety and my safety.

Claire is the least secure one."

Claire let out a breath and said:

"It's okay with me. After all... I don't want to live anymore. If I can really escape, I will be so happy~

Even if I die on the way, I have nothing to lose."

After comforting Gwen, Charlotte said goodbye gloomily, took back her cell phone, wrote down the phone number of the Meihu Town Mental Hospital, and strolled out of the hospital.

As soon as she left the hospital, Charlotte couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, put her hands on her hips, and laughed wildly towards the sky.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Put Gwen in a mental hospital, get it!

Gwen has also lived in a mental hospital.

Such a perfect opportunity is really hard to find...

The laughter startled the birds in the sky, and the people at the door cast strange looks at her. Gwen in the ward also looked around in confusion. For some reason, she felt like she had been tricked again.

After getting in the car driven by Thomas, except for Charlotte shaking her head and laughing more and more heartlessly, Claire and Thomas looked nervous, ready to face sudden danger at any time.

Fortunately, they encountered no danger along the way and arrived at an extremely remote crematorium.

This is a rock cave built at the foot of the mountain, dark and dry.

An old black iron gate, and a foul smell of sulfur in the air.

According to Klar's explanation, all the bodies in Lake Town need to be burned here.

If there is a person who has seen the god of death, then the incinerator here is the closest to the god of death.

Just as the three of them walked in, a door with an ominous red light wafted out of it, and a black man pushed a tragic yellow-haired corpse out of the white fog.

Like a devil stepping out of hell.

When he saw Claire, he was slightly startled, raised his thin black lips, and smiled meaningfully:

"Long time no see~Claire~"