Runan also discovered this when he opened the image on the computer screen.

"It seems... it's very likely Chen Ang is dead," he sighed that he was still one step late. Then, he paid attention to a teenager in the photo and said to Ajing: "It's not wrong, it's him. This morning I had a premonition that the next person who would die would be this teenager. Runli just sent me a text message, indicating that someone would die tomorrow, and... it was two people!"

A Jing just said no, then continued to look at the boy and said, "It's Tong Moyan... that boy with vision eyes..."

"Do you know him?"

"I have collected so many supernatural information, how could I not even know such a famous person? Listen... Alas, did you read the e-book I gave you yesterday?" A Jing looked a little headache and continued to explain in detail: "Tong Moyan is a mutant supernatural abilities. In fact, some ghost eyes are caused by the original primary pupil eye mutation. However, his pupil eyes are not a new type of ghost eyes produced after the mutation, but the ability to freely manipulate the pupil color. For this reason, there are no people around him who are like ordinary supernatural physiques, and people are constantly dying."

When Runan heard this, she asked excitedly: "Can...can you achieve this ability? Eliminate the side effects of ghost eyes that will reduce disasters? Is it really OK?"

"It's just that this type of mutation will appear. Your constitution does not allow this to be done. However, I'm studying drugs that can achieve this effect. I've been studying it for about two years."

Runan couldn't help but wonder how many drugs did Ajing study? And each drug is so powerful that even the potion that can harm the ghost body was made. Unfortunately, Ajing's financial resources were not enough to buy a private factory. Otherwise, mass production of this potion would become the biggest weapon.

"Then...when will such a drug be made?" Runan now has to explain that he is wearing a pair of contact lenses every time he meets someone, and he dare not speak more than three words to anyone, because he is afraid that the other party will die due to frequent contact with others. Fortunately, Runli is a supernatural person and does not need to worry about being affected by disasters, otherwise he may have to break off his sibling relationship with her.

When Ajing heard him say this, she opened a document on the computer, which had more than 200 pages in total. Each page had a large number of dense chemical equations, as well as a large number of theoretical basis and actual supernatural case reports. Runnan was dizzy and waved his hand and said, "You can tell the conclusion directly. I can't understand the process. I admit that I can't compare to you in science."

"This is not science... this is supernatural science, it is just combined with chemistry... No, it is not pure chemistry, because some of the basis is contrary to the laws of chemistry..."

Ajing started her complicated theories again. Runan remembered Wen Zimei that Ajing's wisdom was improved by gaining supernatural abilities. Why didn't he feel that his IQ had changed a lot?

"Well, in short, the preparation of this potion lacks an important formula. So I have an idea," A Jing looked at the photo and showed a fanatical smile. "If I can get the mutated pupils to directly analyze the ingredients, maybe my medicine can be successfully made!"

Crazy... Runan believes that supernatural abilities are simply making people crazy!

He had asked A Jing before why she did not have a natural supernatural constitution, but could also gain supernatural abilities. A Jing told her that this was because of her long-term contact with her father. But Runan always felt that there was a huge loophole in this statement.

If a person with physical constitution lives or comes into contact with a supernatural constitution with ghost eyes for a long time, he may die strangely. A Jing's father caused his parents, relatives and friends to die one by one, and even his wife suffered misfortune and died. Then, why would A Jing, who has physical constitution, be fine? Instead, he also gained supernatural abilities?

After all, Ajing and his partnership is based on common interests. Although they have been together for a while and have trusted both parties, Runanan feels that Ajing has always concealed something from him.

If Ajing had physical constitution, she shouldn't have lived until now. Then a question arises.

Is she really not a congenital supernatural constitution?

Runan believes that this is very questionable. So far, she said that she is not a congenital supernatural constitution, but she is just her. Although she does not have purple pupils, it is also possible that she has a potential constitution like him. Could she still be worried about Runan? So let Runan relax her vigilance? Or is it the so-called strategy of "deceiving the enemy, you must first deceive your companions"?

When she met Wen Zimei before, she did not object to Runli's claim to be physical constitution, but the psychic master would not have thought of this loophole, right? According to Ajing's statement, her father seemed to know Wen Zimei. So, could it be Ajing's father's instructions to hide the fact that Ajing actually has a supernatural constitution? The more Runan thought about it, the more likely it was.

However, he did not ask A Jing about this loophole. After all, the two parties are currently in a cooperative relationship, and trust is the basis. Although there are questions, he still has limited understanding of supernatural matters, so as long as A Jing doesn't want to say it, he doesn't plan to force it. Maybe she has her own difficulties.

"Then I'll go back first, A Jing, I'll come over if there is any news." Runnan looked at it and it was almost noon, so he got up and said goodbye. A Jing nodded and said, "Okay, I still have something to do, so I won't send it."

After Runanan left the room, she started operating the computer again.

"You can come out, just sprinkle three drops of the release liquid of Zimei, Chameleon liquid."

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman appeared on the wall next to him. She smiled and looked at A Jing with a calm face and said, "But it's so bad that I'm holding it down. No matter what, I hope I can have a pleasant working experience this time."

Ajing held his chin with his hand, looked at the photo, and said, "Ah, there are only so many things that Runanan can know for the time being. The ghost eye exists to devour the soul. If the ghost eye is activated, he will be closer to the ghost day by day. Because it is the early stage, the 'signs' are not obvious. After all, it is still necessary to continue to observe him... The physical constitution is very inconvenient, but there is no way to conduct drug experiments."

"But is this OK? Do you know it's dangerous when you use your own body to experiment, right?"

"Danger?"

She sneered, and suddenly grabbed Wen Zimei's neck, her eyes suddenly became extremely cruel, and she shouted: "You don't know anything at all! The despair I have seen in the past three years! In order to survive, I can do anything, but the blood hereditary to me by my mother makes me need to take into account human nature while calculating coldly! I have been willing to give up everything long ago. Even if I die, I will never die on the date of my own death!"

"You...you let go...I..."

At this time, A Jing's eyes suddenly returned to calm, she let go of her hand, and became normal again, and quickly apologized to Wen Zimei: "Yes, I'm sorry, just now... I seemed to have been invaded by something..."

"Is it the side effect of that medicine? You shouldn't continue to take that medicine, right?" Wen Zimei didn't mind at all, and even cared about Ajing's body very much, and said to her: "Listen... Ajing, your father is my savior, and I must repay you well. In fact, your father will not agree with your approach. You are gambling with your own body..."

"I said... I must not be merciless by fate. Those things determine my death..." A Jing knelt on the ground with her knees, leaning her head against the wall, and said, "Give me that medicine, I don't have much strength now... Today is the date for taking medicine again... Without that medicine, I can't maintain my supernatural abilities..."

"Can your body... really support it? I'm worried that side effects will hurt the body more and more. After all, your physique is physical..."

"It's okay... I know very well that it is impossible to break this terrifying fate with ordinary methods. Only by trying to gamble with my own life and fate can I create a way to survive." When she said this, her body began to spasm and twitch, and cold sweat continued to seep out.

"And... if you don't have that medicine, do you know the consequences? I have no way back!"

Wen Zimei knew that A Jing's words were also true, so she had to agree to her.

Because she knew very well that if she didn't have that potion, with the remaining supernatural abilities in Ajing's body, she would probably not be able to resist... resisting that thing invading her body...

In the Dawn Hall, no one has noticed something wrong with Shen Ang. Everyone is still staying in the room and doing their own things. Tong Moyan continues to complete his puzzle. During this period, he continues to open his vision eyes. To be honest, he is also afraid that one day he will become a real ghost.

The ghost attached to him was a man who hanged himself because of a broken heart. He seemed to have been dead for about 30 years. Every time he used the ghost eyes, he would feel that these eyes did not belong to him, but another person was using these eyes to look at everything in front of him.

Especially in front of the mirror, this feeling is particularly profound, as if someone is staring at him, and the emotions contained in the eyes reflected in the mirror do not belong to him at all. He is very worried that one day in the future, his body will be completely occupied by ghosts.

The reason I play puzzles is to concentrate and exercise my mental strength to prevent that day from coming.

At present, he has pieced this puzzle into the part close to his chin. Frankly speaking, the progress is too slow. At this moment, he is continuing to search for a suitable board and suddenly notices something. The part he has pieced up at the moment looks...it seems to be very similar to a person's neck being cut off.

He himself also felt that this idea was too strange and immediately wanted to drive this idea out of his mind. However... he found that the more he looked, the more he looked, the more he looked, the more he looked, the neck was cut off. The edge of the board seemed to be like a section, and it seemed that bleeding would be spurted at any time.

This feeling became more and more real, and even he could not understand why he could not take away this idea. Even later, he felt severely nauseated and ran into the bathroom to vomit. As soon as his mind recalled the puzzle, he could not stop vomiting. He almost vomited out all yesterday's supper and today's breakfast. His stomach was empty, and he continued to retching.

Then, like a possessive, he ran out of the toilet and continued to do the puzzle. He could only dispel the strange feeling by completing the head on his neck. But he still worked very slowly, and after a long time, his lips were spelled out. He knew that if he didn't finish the whole head, the disgusting feeling would not disappear.

Finally, after several hours of focused puzzle tasks, the entire face has basically been completed, and only the last piece is left, the eyes of the face in the puzzle can be put together, and the entire puzzle can be completed.

However, he found that the last piece of the puzzle had disappeared.

What's going on? Didn't you bring it to the house? The puzzle now looks like it's missing an eye, and it's really uncomfortable to look at it.

At this time, he felt the other eye of the face in the puzzle, and seemed to stare at him tightly, as if he wanted him to finish the other eye immediately.

"This... I can't blame me..." Mo Yan was so anxious that he almost cried. He couldn't understand why he was so eager to put it together.

However, the eye still turned its gaze to him, as if it was unwilling to let him go.

"Don't... don't look at me! Don't look at me!" He raised his hand and wanted to knock over the puzzle, but he didn't know why, but he couldn't do it.

"Where did the last puzzle... go? Where did you go?" He searched through the entire room, but couldn't find the puzzle. Finally, he even ran to someone else's room, knocked on the door and asked, "Have you seen my puzzle?"

When he finally arrived at Shunxuan's door, as soon as Shunxuan opened the door, Mo Yan stared at him fiercely and shouted: "Is it you? Are you hiding my puzzle?"

Shunxuan didn't understand what was going on, and asked in confusion: "Jigsaw puzzle? I've never been to your room, Mo Yan."

"You are lying! You are lying!" Mo Yan had completely lost his mind, as if he had been brought to the body by some devil. He actually punched Shunxuan. If Shunxuan had not been avoided quickly, this punch would have been so hard that he would have vomited blood.

"Are you crazy? Mo Yan? How could I know where your puzzle is?" Shunxuan felt that Mo Yan was abnormal at this time. He was a little out of place in the past, but he had never been so violent, and even hit someone. Mo Yan looked at him with a disgusting look, and rushed into his room to find the puzzle.

"Where? Where is that puzzle!" He had only the eyes on the puzzle in his mind at this moment, and he turned Shunxuan's room into a mess. Soon after, several people who heard the movement quickly grabbed Mo Yan. Yue Jie was the most surprised. She asked him in a gentle tone: "Well, Mo Yan, what happened? Your puzzle is gone?"

At this time, Mo Yan's expression could be described as crazy. Even the look of trying to kill people was just like this.

"Give it back to me! Return my puzzle to me!"
Chapter completed!