Real Dolls, I Use Dolls To Create Perfect Accidents

Raindrops flowed down Bai Ye's pale cheeks.

Seeing Han Ziwen singing with his chest open on the stage, Bai Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.

It's such a time, puppeteer, why don't you make a move?

I thought to myself.

In fact, Bai Ye could vaguely guess what the puppeteer was thinking.

In my opinion, catching prisoners is a game, a game that no one can get involved in.

Then the puppeteer should be the same.

From the puppeteer's point of view, killing may be a grand performance.

Every crime is like a work of art, making it impossible to catch any evidence.

How could such an opponent let go of today's moment.

"Let Han Ziwen die accidentally in the eyes of tens of thousands of viewers, this is your puppeteer's idea!"

Roaring in his heart, Bai Ye felt his hands trembling with excitement.

I want to see for myself, how does the puppeteer plan to complete a perfect curtain call?

Lightning flashed across the sky, and the rain became heavier and heavier, gradually becoming a rainstorm.

And Han Ziwen's song also reached a climax amidst the special drumbeat formed by the rain.

The black shadow fell back onto the support silently, and the silk thread in the hands of the weaver had already been wrapped around the highest point of the tall concert stage.

It was a slender lightning rod.

It is also a device for preventing lightning strikes for the entire 17 concert stage.

In such a large-scale performance, the show party will think of all unexpected situations, including extreme weather conditions such as thunderstorms.

Click!

As a thunderbolt fell, this bolt of lightning seemed to be echoing Han Ziwen's climax singing.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Han Ziwen's voice stopped abruptly.

In an instant, the electric current came to the umbrella in Han Ziwen's hand along with the weaver's silk thread.

The powerful electric current directly penetrated Han Ziwen's body.

At this moment, like a judgment of divine punishment, lightning illuminates the night sky!

In Nuo Da's venue, there was an instant silence.

People looked at Han Ziwen who fell to the ground in shock.

A smell of burnt meat came from the stage.

The cheers turned into screams of terror in an instant!

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ye smiled.

Ouyang Jing and Zhou Yan beside them were both stunned by this scene.

It seemed to react to something.

The two turned their heads almost at the same time, looking at Zhou Ye in the middle.

I saw that Zhou Ye also had a surprised expression on his face, and the previous smile had long since disappeared.

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Hao Jianhong, who was looking at Han Ziwen from behind the stage, was also stunned.

Looking at Han Ziwen's body lying on the concert stage.

An indescribable chill came to my heart.

"This... is dead?"

Thinking back to what the police said to me, it was a warning to Han Ziwen.

Hao Jianhong also roared in his heart.

"This is impossible, this is impossible! This is just an accident, it cannot be done by the puppeteer!"

But it is different from Hao Jianhong.

Bai Ye, who was also in the background, stared at the top of the concert stage.

At the moment when the lightning flashed across the night sky, I saw it, and I saw everything clearly!

That half-human, half-spider monster is the puppet on top of Zhou Ye's studio!

Think back to that phone call from before.

Bai Ye also laughed out loud.

This is a happy smile, and even the tears flowed down mixed with the rain.

"So, I should have thought, Zhou Ye, you can control your puppet! No wonder I couldn't catch traces of your actions, no wonder the thermal imaging camera in Sun Long's room didn't capture any traces of other living people ! No wonder Sun Yixian died in the hospital for no reason!"

There seemed to be a ding sound in his head, and Bai Ye understood everything.

He turned his head and left the venue.

This time, he won by himself!

On the other side, the scene has become a mess.

Seeing their idol being struck by lightning, some crazy fans rushed forward, crying.

Seeing that the scene was out of control for a while, the security personnel present also hurriedly maintained order.

The doctors and nurses rushed up, trying to rescue Ziwen.

But what everyone didn't expect was that a bolt of lightning struck again, hitting the body of Han Ziwen who had fallen to the ground in the stands.

Two consecutive bolts of lightning stunned the medical staff who were about to go on stage.

You must know that the probability of being struck by lightning is only one in 1.8 million.

But the probability of being hit consecutively... I'm afraid there is no need to count it.

It can only be said, what kind of mistake did Han Ziwen make to be struck twice by the heavens?

Seeing the motionless Han Ziwen in the stands, two bolts of lightning wiped out all the thoughts of those who wanted to rush up.

Who knows if there will be a third bolt of lightning?

In the midst of the chaos, Zhou Ye also proposed to withdraw first.

Such a chaotic scene is even worse if there is a stampede accident.

Regarding this, Ouyang Jing and Zhou Yan also signaled Zhou Ye and Li Xia to withdraw first.

"Brother, please send Xiaoli home first, okay? Sister Jing and I have to deal with the matter here.

After seeing Zhou Ye nodding, Zhou Yan also had a headache.

Glancing at Ouyang Jing beside him, Zhou Yan knew that Ouyang Jing had more headaches than himself in this situation.

The higher authorities wanted to protect Han Ziwen's safety, and the police did the same.

But now this situation is a natural disaster, how to prevent it?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan cursed secretly.

Jin Hengshi was really unlucky this time, and now Han Ziwen is dead.

Even if it wasn't killed by the puppeteer, those fans would probably blame their police station for the crime.

But who would have thought that Han Ziwen would die in this way? Was struck to death by lightning? There was no one else.

Rainstorms come and go quickly.

As the rain in the sky gradually became smaller, the thunder gradually disappeared into the night sky.

Seeing that there was no thunder, the doctors dared to go forward to check on Han Ziwen's condition.

As everyone thought, Han Ziwen had no vital signs.

Seeing Han Ziwen's protruding eyes, the doctors couldn't help feeling chills.

To be honest, one counts as one at the scene, and I have never seen such an outrageous way of death.

The security personnel at the scene and the police outside also quickly commanded the crowd and evacuated the crowd.

Seeing Ouyang 260 Jing come down from the stands, the three criminal policemen in charge of Han Ziwen's safety also greeted Ouyang Jing.

"Miss Jing."

"How's the situation?"

"Oh, it's too bad. The doctor said that he died on the spot, and there was no way to save him."

Hearing this, Ouyang Jing couldn't help being silent.

Now, Ouyang Jing didn't think about anything else, only one thing.

That is.

Was this accident caused by the puppeteer?

If so, that's terrible too.

On the other side, outside the concert, Zhou Ye also took a taxi to send Li Xia back to the entrance of the community.

Apologize to Li Xia.

"Sorry, Oguri, I scared you this time."

"No, Brother Zhou, this is not your responsibility."

To be honest, Li Xia was really taken aback by that scene just now.

But now it has recovered.

Nodding, Zhou Ye didn't say much, and after saying goodbye, he took a taxi and asked the taxi to take him home.

But just when Zhou Ye opened the back door of the doll shop to go back to the courtyard.

I saw a figure sitting quietly on a chair in the courtyard.

Seeing this figure, Zhou Ye couldn't help being stunned.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou Ye, oh no, maybe we should get to know each other again, maybe I should call you by another name, do you think so? Puppeteer?"

In the dim courtyard, under the illumination of night light.

Bai Ye's eyes were as gloomy and terrifying as the pupils of a snake.

Let's stop here today, friends who are waiting, go to bed early, I can't stand it anymore, good night.