Ye Xingtong took her to the second floor.

There are a lot of rooms on the second floor, most of which are unlocked.

Mo Tiankai's room was also not locked.

Ye Xingtong searched for the room from room to room, and when she found the room opposite Mo Tiankai's room, she found that this room was locked.

He took out the folding knife and poked it in the lock hole a few times, and the door opened.

Ye Xingtong walked in and found that this was not Mo Tianqi's room, it was a study.

Rows of materials and books are neatly placed on the shelves that are placed against the walls.

In front of the bookshelf is a desk with several papers on the table.

Ye Xingtong flipped through those documents, which were the information documents of several projects developed by Huasheng.

Ye Xingtong rummaged through the drawers and cabinets under the desk again, but did not find anything important.

There are a lot of documents on the shelves, but most of them are placed in different categories, and you can see the general content from the labels.

It didn't work.

Ye Xingtong did not give up, looked around, and saw an oil painting hanging on the west wall.

Oil paintings are very ordinary, not famous.

She walked over and opened the painting, and saw a dark groove in the wall under it, in which a silver-white metal box was placed.

She picked up the metal box and heard Guan Jianing behind her suddenly say: "My mobile phone was left downstairs, I'll go get it, and call the police by the way." ”

Ye Xingtong snorted and began to study the metal box in his hand.

The metal box has two locks.

And it's all combination locks.

Ye Xingtong was helpless against the combination lock, so she could only choose to take the box away, and just after taking two steps with the box, she suddenly heard some slight movements downstairs.

She put away the folding knife, pinned it to her chest, and walked towards the door of the room with the box in hand.

As she passed by the glass table in the hospitality area, she casually glanced at it and saw a stack of photos on the table.

There are two middle-aged people, a teenager, and an old man in the photo. There is also a family photo below.

Next to the photo is a newspaper, on which a news item occupies half of the page: The murderer is mad, and all four members of the family died tragically!

After a cursory look at the content, it said that the daughter of the family disappeared not long ago, and after finding it, she was dead and dismembered by the murderer. The tragic death of their daughter made it difficult for the middle-aged couple to accept, not only continued to put pressure on the police to solve the case, but also tracked and investigated through various methods.

With a simple reasoning, it is easy to understand that perhaps this is a deliberate murder, killing people to kill people.

Ye Xingtong's heart chuckled, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

Guan Jianing said that she went downstairs to get her mobile phone, and she was concentrating on studying the metal box in her hand at that time, without thinking deeply.

Now when I calm down and think about it, I am extremely scary to think about it.

Just now, Guan Jianing stood here and accidentally saw this information, so she immediately thought of what Mo Tiankai said to her before......

So, Guan Jianing...... What did you do?

Who is the person who is making the noise downstairs?

Guan Jianing?

Mo Tiankai?

Mo Tianqi?

Ye Xingtong looked at it, and there was no one in the corridor.

She walked down the cloister.

Not far ahead is the staircase that goes down.

She walked forward quickly, keeping an eye on her surroundings.

Finally, I came to the staircase.

She glanced down, and there was no one in the hall.

Walked downstairs lightly, looked in the hall, and after making sure that Guan Jianing was not here, she quietly came to the basement again.

The basement door was wide open.

Ye Xingtong walked over and saw Guan Jianing lying in a pool of blood, the rope that hung Mo Tiankai upside down had been broken, and Mo Tiankai was nowhere to be found.

She ran over and helped Guan Jianing's head, Guan Jianing was still breathing, and she was as angry as a gossamer. After struggling to open her eyes, and after seeing that it was Ye Xingtong, a tear flowed from the corner of her eye, and she said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, run!"

After speaking, Guan Jianing closed his eyes, and his breathing stopped.

Ye Xingtong put her down, very sad in his heart, for her and for himself.

In a moment, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and stood up.

Just as I was about to leave here, there was movement outside the door again.

Click, click, footsteps came.

It was as if stepping on her heart made her heart thump.

She looked around and hid the metal box in her hand in an inconspicuous place.

As soon as he put the things away, Mo Tiankai, who was covered in blood, appeared outside the door.

He was holding a short knife in his hand, and blood was constantly dripping from the blade, and under the illumination of the light, the cold light and blood on the blade were intertwined, which was terrifying.

His expression was hideous, like a hellish ghost.

Tilting his head and moving his neck joints, he walked over to her with a short knife.

Ye Xingtong kept going backwards.

Suddenly, he swooped and pushed Ye Xingtong against the wall, and quickly slashed her arm with a knife.

At the moment of life and death, Ye Xingtong subconsciously pushed him hard and pushed him away.

And Mo Tiankai was not annoyed, but picked up the short knife and licked the blood of Ye Xingtong that had just been stained on the short knife with an intoxicated expression.

Ye Xingtong understood that he would not let her die happily, but wanted to torture her slowly and let her die in pain and despair.