Li Mu just entered this "Fugui Hotel" for a while.

But the three people he saw had strange things about them.

A middle-aged female boss who kills fish with a kitchen knife in the middle of the night.

The little boy who was choked by the neck and dragged into the room.

In room 209 opposite, the young woman who angrily opened the door and wanted to leave, but after seeing him, she forced a smile back into the room and closed the door.

But now in the ten rooms, each room is occupied, and most of them Li Mu has not seen it, and he knows that it is too arbitrary to judge who is the murderer in this way.

Let's just say that he has some tendentious suspicions in his heart.

Crash!

With the twist of the key, the door to room 210 was opened.

Just as he was about to walk in, a slender and withered palm like a dried corpse rested on his right shoulder.

"Ahh

"Young man, I don't know how to turn on the TV in the house, can you turn it on for me?" A rickety old man, about sixty years old, wearing a black shirt and pants, and a pair of black cloth shoes under his feet, stared at Li Mu with a smile.

"Okay, okay, which room are you in?" Li Mu nodded.

The old man didn't speak, turned around and walked to room 208.

Li Mu was stunned for a moment, carried the wooden box, and followed the old man over.

Thinking that meeting all the people living in this hotel as soon as possible would only be good for him, and there would be no harm to him.

Because the mysterious cell phone has told him that there will be a murderer in this hotel tonight, and he will kill everyone in the entire hotel.

As for who is a murderer?

He still doesn't know.

Therefore, now all the people in the entire hotel are the object of Li Mu's suspicion.

The sooner he sees everyone, the sooner he will be able to judge who the murderer is through some clues.

As long as you can determine who the murderer is, you can take precautions in advance, or call the police to arrest someone.

Step into room 208.

Li Mu saw an old woman about sixty years old sitting on the bed, dressed almost like this old man, who should be the old man's wife.

The old woman sat at the head of the bed, her eyes fixed on the TV, and from time to time she grinned as if she was watching a funny TV program.

But Li Mu glanced at the TV and found that the screen was pitch black, and he didn't even turn on the power at all.

Looking at the old woman's legs again, she found that two hollow trousers hung down in front of the bed, and she had no feet at all.

This strange scene made his scalp tingle.

"Hehe, my wife was in a car accident a few years ago, which resulted in both legs being amputated and some of her brain being broken. The old man seemed to see Li Mu's surprise, so he explained with a smile.

Li Mu came back to his senses, plugged in the power plug of the TV, and turned on the TV smoothly.

When he walked out of room 208, he found a pair of lady's floral shoes at the door.

The old man is wearing cloth shoes on his feet, and the old woman's feet have been amputated, so who is wearing these flower cloth shoes?

Bang dang!

Before Li Mu could take a closer look, the old man quickly closed the door of 208.

With deep doubts.

Li Mu pushed open the door of the room where 210 lived by himself.

He had already opened the door just now, and when he went to turn on the TV for the old man next door to their 208, he didn't close it, and hid it.

Swish!

He had just pushed the door in, and before he could turn on the light, a dark shadow in the room pounced on him.

Without saying a word, picking up the wooden box in his hand is to smash it.

Boom!

Hit.

"Woo ......"

It's the barking of dogs.

It was a dirt dog that pounced on Li Mu, and after being hit in the head by him, he ran out of the house and went downstairs screaming.

Li Mu frowned, how could there be a dog in the room?

Was it in there before, or did he get in while he was going to turn on the old man's TV?

The lights in the room are also very old-fashioned incandescent lamps.

He walked in and locked the door, and the musty smell came to his nose, and the house must have not been inhabited for a long time.

The furnishings in the room are also very simple, a bed, a television, a small round table and coffee table, a kettle with electricity, and two glasses.

However, the objects were covered with dust, and the sheets and quilts were a little damp, and they didn't look like they could live in them at all.

Put the wooden box on the bed, check every corner of the room, and find nothing unusual, Li Mucai walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

I took out my phone and looked at it.

It was 11:53 p.m.

In seven minutes, the lobby and corridors of the hotel will lose power.

There are five missed calls on the phone.

Four were called to him by Zhang Xiaojuan, and one was called to him by Zhou Lingling.

Li Mu didn't call them back, he really wasn't in that mood at this time.

opened WeChat and saw that Zhang Xiaojuan also sent him a voice message at around eleven o'clock, click on it to play:

"Boss Li, are you playing with me today? I won't come to take over in the afternoon, I won't answer your call, I wanted to close the door of the bubble tea shop and go home, but I knew that there was a big order of 5,000 yuan, and I made it alone until now, I protested, I protested, I strongly protested!!"

Listening to Zhang Xiaojuan's roaring voice, Li Mu smiled, what a cute fat girl.

Boom!

Suddenly.

The wall on the right made a muffled sound, like the sound of a human head hitting it.

Room 210 where Li Mu lives is only separated by a wall from room 208 where the old man and his wife live.

Bang!

Three times in a row.

The sound is very clear and powerful, coming from 208.

He quickly stood up, walked to the wall, and eavesdropped.

"Why the hell aren't you dead?

"Lao Tzu said that this hotel can't be lived, you don't believe it!"

"It's okay now, we can't leave if we want to. ”

"It's all you who hurt me, then you should die first, anyway, everyone in this hotel will die tonight, don't even think about living!"

The old man's hideous roar came from next door, as if he was grabbing his wife's hair and desperately banging the old woman's head against the wall.

Suddenly.

After Li Mu heard the old man's scolding, 208 next door instantly quieted down, as if it was not as quiet as if there were no people living at all.

Li Mu frowned, and he was puzzled:

Just now, the old man specially asked me to help him turn on the TV, just to show his wife, which shows that he still loves his wife, but now why is he beating his wife again, and he can't wait for his wife to die?

Besides, why did the old man say that he couldn't leave now if he wanted to? Is there something that makes them afraid to leave this hotel? It seems that he still knows that everyone who lives in the hotel tonight will die, and he has long known about the existence of murderers?

Knock knock!

Then.

There was a knock on the door of Li Mu's room.