In the same hotel. 『』【No pop-up novel network baoliny】

Lusha led Liang Qiuqiu to the room booked by the president, and when the door opened, the curtains in the room were closed, and there was no ray of sunlight. The whole room was filled with a pungent smell, Liang Qiuqiu was hesitating, but Lusha behind her pushed lightly, and she staggered into the door.

Standing in front of the shoe closet, she cautiously surveyed the room.

In the same three-bedroom apartment, the décor in the living room is exactly the same, and when the door behind him closes, the house is completely plunged into darkness.

There was a faint noise ahead.

When Lusha entered the house, she complained, "Boss, why don't you turn on the lights?"

Only then did Liang Qiuqiu know that Lusha had brought her to see the president.

Anyway, after hearing this title, she exhaled softly in her heart, and all the nerves that had been tense were relaxed.

"Why do you have to close the curtains in broad daylight, you said on the phone that you found the traitor, let me come and deal with ......" Lusha suddenly silenced.

The room was quiet.

Lusa could still see the room because of her psychic surroundings—a man sitting on the couch in the living room, with the corpse of a woman in front of him, blood staining the white carpet red.

Lusha opened her mouth, and her face showed a touch of helplessness: "What, so you asked me to dispose of the corpse?"

Ay?

Liang Qiuqiu blinked, because the ghost pupil was not there, it was difficult to see what was in front of her with normal human eyesight, she groped for the wall, relying on her memory to find the switch of the light.

Syllable.

The light in the living room was turned on, and Liang Qiuqiu saw the woman lying on the white carpet at a glance, with a pool of blood under her body, and her pale face was no longer bloodless.

The man sat right in front of him, his right hand dripping blood.

The broken hair on his forehead blocked his expression, and Liang Qiuqiu couldn't see it, but the atmosphere of this room was ...... For a moment she didn't know what to do.

Lusha covered her nose in disgust, "Is that her?"

Dongfang Mo stared at the woman's beautiful face, and said lightly: "There are also fellow parties, but I haven't found out for the time being." ”

"Hey. ”

Lutha sighed softly as she stepped over to the carpet and cast a spell out of thin air with her fingers and stuck it on the woman's body.

After a few seconds, the woman's body slowly became transparent.

Until it disappears.

In the room, there was only a bloody smell left, but a corpse disappeared for no reason.

It's really convenient to deal with it this way.

Liang Qiuqiu stood quietly aside, she didn't know why Lusha brought her, and the president didn't speak, but who was that corpse? Was the president killed?...... Her gaze fell on the man's blood-stained right hand, and there was no one else in this room, it seemed that yes.

"Didn't this woman confess?"

"Well, his mouth is quite strict, and he refuses to say his comrades until he dies. Dongfang Mo raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him and smiled slightly: "But her comrades should also be on this island, and the rest of the matter will trouble you." ”

The woman squatted down and wiped the blood on the man's hand with a handkerchief, her eyebrows and eyes looked unusually soft in the light: "Even if you don't say it, I will pay attention...... I dare to collude with demons in private, if I am caught, I will not be spared!"

Dongfang Mo looked at her, with a gentle smile in his eyes: "If you find a clue, you must sue me as soon as possible, and don't be reckless when you are alone...... I'm afraid of this person, it's not something you can deal with. ”