Supernatural: Deadly Wish

[He glimpsed the pattern of death But it became the next in the pattern In Jiangcheng No. 2 Middle School, the sound of reading on the three-foot podium was loud, and the figures of young people hurried in the nine-wind cloister. No one noticed that someone on this campus was filling out a countdown table with their lives. Three months, seven lives. Every death is like a precise sacrifice. The surveillance is complete, the motive is sufficient, there is no murder weapon, and there are no traces. It won't kill you, but it will make you watch everyone die. And there's nothing you can do - because if you speak, you're next. Late at night seven days later, Chen Ge's cell phone screen suddenly lit up. A text message that I had never seen before popped up: [When wishes become a reminder, when forgetfulness becomes the only relief] Do you dare to make a wish?