These two wax figures, a man and a woman, look expensive in their costumes, giving people the feeling that they are a successful couple.

They are facing the wall, as if admiring the paintings on the wall.

When he went upstairs earlier, Li Futu had also seen these two wax figures, but he didn't pay much attention to them at that time.

But just now, the afterglow swept inadvertently, and he clearly saw that the eyes of the male wax figure were slightly deflected.

It's hard to do it.

Just a delusion?

Li Futu's eyes narrowed, turned and stepped onto the steps, and walked back to the two wax figures.

No matter how lifelike it is, on the surface, you can see that it is all made of wax oil.

The production of wax figures must go through three procedures: carving the model, pouring the film, and demoulding. The carved model is made of clay, and after the plaster is molded, the prepared wax figure is poured into the pre-coated model with oil, and the mold is opened to become a wax figure.

It sounds simple, but it's a tedious job to do.

According to what Yao Chenxi just said, this wax museum was built by the owner for her wife, which means that it has only been built for more than half a year.

Li Futu's eyes were fixed on the eyes of the wax figure.

"What are you looking at?"

Yao Chenxi stood there, puzzled.

After observing for a while, even Li Futu's face couldn't help but change.

Immediately, he reached out and pinched the wax figure's arm.

The top layer of wax skin is pinched off.

What was revealed in front of Li Futu's eyes turned out to be vague flesh and blood.

Scarlet glares.

Shocking.

Li Futu slowly withdrew his hand and looked into the eyes of the wax figure.

This time, when I was close to Chi Chi, I could clearly see that the eyes of this wax figure, which was supposed to be a dead thing, turned again.

Although he couldn't make expressions or speak, a desperate despair could be seen in his eyes.

Inside this wax figure.

It's a living person!

Seeing that Li Futu had been silent and behaving strangely, Yao Chenxi finally couldn't help but walk towards him.

Li Futu didn't want her to see such a brutal scene, worried that she would have a shadow in the future, so he took the lead in walking down again.

"What's wrong?"

Yao Chenxi asked again.

Li Futu looked at a wax figure on the first floor.

Although he only examined one.

But if nothing else.

I'm afraid that these wax figures in this wax museum can be fake.

They were all made of living people.

How mad is this?

"I think I should know where your missing friend is. ”

He said quietly.

Yao Chenxi was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

"You know where it is? The police have been investigating for so long and have no clue, how do you know? When you are Sherlock Holmes? I'm afraid Holmes is not so good. ”

Li Futu glanced at her, expressionless.

Yao Chenxi found that he didn't seem to be joking.

The smile slowly retracted, and Yao Chenxi asked, "...... So where is she?"

"She's upstairs. ”

Li Futu's words, although they were just a few simple words, made Yao Chenxi's back instantly chill.

"Upstairs, what are you kidding!"

Her eyes dilated, her pupils trembled violently, and she couldn't believe it.

Li Futu didn't mean to joke, and said quietly: "She is indeed upstairs, on the third floor, and you should have seen it just now." ”

Yao Chenxi's pupils contracted suddenly, and at this moment, she only felt creepy all over her body.

As the youngest associate professor at the University of Tokyo, her IQ is definitely far beyond ordinary people, and she has probably guessed what Li Futu is referring to, but how dare she believe such a terrifying thing.

"You...... What do you mean?"

She asked, her eyes twinkling.

Li Futu met her gaze.

"As you should have guessed, the wax figure we just saw on the third floor is the friend you have been missing for half a year. ”

"And. ”

Li Futu looked around.

"I'm afraid the wax figures in this wax museum are all made by living people. ”

Yao Chenxi's face turned pale, and his eyes trembled with horror.

Even a man will be frightened when he hears this kind of thing, let alone a woman.

These wax figures...... All are alive......

She immediately leaned towards Li Futu and grabbed Li Futu's arm tightly uncontrollably.

It is indeed much simpler to make wax figures from living people, eliminating the steps of plaster casts, and pouring wax oil directly on living people.

But just think about it, a living person is tied to an iron bed with his limbs, and then he is constantly doused with hot wax oil, and the scalded body is incomplete, and finally solidifies into this immobile wax figure.

This kind of picture is simply chilling.

Even if it's just imagination, it seems that you can hear the desperate and painful wails and screams.

"Why are you—...... So?"

Yao Chenxi felt that his back was cold and swishing, and there was an irrepressible trilling in his tone, and he couldn't care so much anymore, holding Li Futu's arm tightly, like a koala sticking to Li Futu's body.

At times like these, women will always need men to rely on.

She thought this wax museum was very weird, but now she thinks it's like hell.

"When I went downstairs, I saw the wax figure on the stairs move its eyes, and I walked over to find that the wax oil was not covered with plaster, but bleeding flesh. ”

"The male wax figure must have only been completed for a long time, so it's not dead yet. ”

Li Futu didn't expect that just 'making an appointment' with Yao Chenxi would encounter such a tragic thing.

How far can the viciousness of human nature go?

Yao Chenxi was very angry at his behavior of sending Jiang Cai'e into the Red Mansion, but compared to the owner of this wax museum, his methods of dealing with Jiang Cai'e were simply not worth mentioning.

Many of these people, perhaps like the man on the staircase, did not die immediately, but survived for a while.

But the last time they lived on earth was probably through purgatory-like pain and despair.

Death is far from the cruelest end in the world.

"He's a madman......"

Yao Chenxi muttered, remembering that he had talked and laughed with the other party before, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

I just smiled and led myself in, where is it still a person?

How many people died after being tortured in this wax museum?

"I'm going to call the police. ”

After Yao Chenxi came back to his senses, he immediately took out his mobile phone from his bag.

But at this moment, a voice sounded from behind them.

"You two, you were a little busy just now, sorry, the hospitality was not good, do you need water?"

Yao Chenxi's body stiffened suddenly.

(End of chapter)