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Yan Yudie was thrown aside by the judge, Yan Shuangfei could barely see her figure in the frame of the camera, guessed the strength of the judge, guessed that the fall might have hurt the internal organs, and couldn't help but secretly worried, But now she is more worried about Yan Shaoqiu. Death seems to be a foregone conclusion for Yan Shaoqiu. If he just dies inexplicably like this, it will be difficult to rest in peace. But if he knows the truth about his death, it will be very difficult for him I'm afraid the blow will be even heavier.

After a while, a few figures appeared, dressed as their own, and rescued Yan Yudie back. The judge didn't step forward to attack them, so they quickly disappeared from the camera.

The judge only delayed Yan Yudie for a short while when he threw Yan Yudie out, and Yan Shaoqiu had no way out if he wanted to retreat.He walked up to Yan Shaoqiu without haste and grabbed his collar.Yan Shaoqiu trembled and said nothing, but rarely had the courage to face up to the judge.

"You owe me a favor." The artist's voice sounded abruptly, wandering in the empty room.

"What do you want to do?" Yan Shuang Fei asked, "I have asked this question more than once."

"It's boring if you guess it." Sure enough, it's the artist's style of work.

Yan Shuangfei had to admit that the artist did help him in this matter.

The timed bomb in Yan Shaoqiu's hand will explode at any time. If his own people are by his side at that time, his life must be in vain, but the artist asked the judge to come to die, and Yan Shaoqiu's death will never be over. It was because he was wronged by love, but it gave people an image of him being righteous at a critical moment and dying with the judge.It not only eliminated a powerful opponent, but also covered up the real truth of death.

The two stalemate for a short while, only to see a sudden flash of fire in the camera, and then there is no signal displayed on the screen.

"Okay, I've finished reading what should be read." The artist said, "Now you can open the door, and I will wait for you in the next room."

Yan Shuang Fei followed his words and entered the next room.I just saw that this room is very delicately decorated. It is really incredible to have such a residence in this area.

"Wipe off your sweat." The artist sat behind the desk, raised his chin, and gestured for the towel beside Yan Shuang Fei. , at a glance, there is a rare refrigeration equipment here.

"You'll really enjoy it."

"Life is short, enjoy yourself in time." The artist said relaxedly, "Sit wherever you want."

"I still want to ask that question." Yan Shuang Fei went straight to the point, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"You are not interesting at all." The artist poured Yan Shuangfei a glass of wine, "I can tell you."

She sat there with her legs crossed, and said complacently, "Because I'm terminally ill and I'm about to die. I want to play before I die."

Yan Shuangfei: "..."

"Don't believe me?" The artist crossed his hands and looked at Yan Shuangfei's dumbfounded expression with raised eyebrows.

"No." Yan Shuang Fei categorically denied, "Then you mean that you are going to die, so you think the judge is useless to you, so let him die?"

"Without me, who will protect him?" The artist's tone became sad.

"Protection?" Yan Shuangfei repeated, "The strength of the judge is well known, who dares to provoke him?"

"I'm afraid he will be cheated after I die!" The artist said in a deep voice, seemingly a little annoyed, "How come Yingsha didn't tell you that the judge and I are twins? The judge's intelligence is only at the level of a child?"

"What... what!" Yan Shuangfei felt incredible.

"You haven't seen him unable to utter a word for a long time. If I hadn't protected him all these years, he would have died a long time ago!" the artist said angrily. , that's what he looks like, rather than letting him live while being teased by others, it's better to die cleanly."

"Then let him die, what is the difference with those who deceived him!"

"Yo. Unexpectedly, you still have the heart of the Virgin Mary." The artist did not expect Yan Shuang Fei to have such a reaction, and stared at Yan Shuang Fei with interest for a while before continuing: "Because he is willing to listen Mine. He is willing to follow me, since once I brought him home and left him, he ran straight in front of me and killed himself! I didn't force him to do anything, I just told him I was going to die, he understood He understood what I meant and wanted to die with me. I proposed to play a game before dying, and he happily agreed. Didn’t you also quickly walk out of the shadow of Yan Shaoqiu’s death?”

"Yan Shaoqiu is dead, and there is nothing I can do." Yan Shuang Fei cast his eyes on the ground, obviously not wanting to talk about this topic again.

After a while, Yan Shuangfei raised his head again, carefully looked at the artist's expression, and asked, "Then do you... have feelings for him?"

"We have a blood bond, what do you think?" the artist asked back, "Okay, I won't tell you more, I am very sick, but I don't want to be treated, especially chemotherapy will make me mentally ill, so what? , I took the poison and died soon, probably in such a short time.” She glanced at Yan Shuangfei, and continued in one breath, “I just want to ask you a question, would you like to die after I die?” , cremating my body and...um...my brother's body, if his remains can be found?"

"No problem." Yan Shuang Fei didn't think about it.

"It's refreshing." The artist said softly.

"Don't look at me like that." Yan Shuangfei thought the artist didn't believe it, "It's just a little effort."

But she was secretly cursing in her heart, after living for so long, she has never seen such a face-saving person, even caring about her own life, terminally ill, you actually didn't even do basic treatment in order not to damage your appearance, It is really hard for her to pretend to be okay in front of people.

The artist was silent for a while, and said lightly: "I have played games all my life, and I deserved to die." She raised her head and said with a smile: "As a thank you, I have opened the first door, and your friends will come to help you. Remember Hurry up, this will be the last hurdle." After speaking, she smiled and sat in front of Yan Shuang Fei, and then her head suddenly dropped.

Yan Shuang. Fei knew that if the artist died, he still wanted to play with her. This vote must be big. Yan Shuang. Fei didn't need to guess to know that this last level must be about Luo Qinghan's life and death.Yan Shuangfei expressed that it is hard to imagine how crazy a person who can even underestimate his own death must be towards others.

So Yan Shuangfei didn't have time to deal with the artist's body, so he ran to open the last door and broke in.