"There comes a time, it's going to be yours!"

A terrifying voice came from the phone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info terrifying voice, even across the phone, still made Pan Juncheng and the two feel a chill. And this voice, Pan Juncheng actually felt a little familiar, but in the end he could only think that it was just his own illusion.

However, one thing is for sure, it was definitely not Xiao Chu's voice. At this time, the hearts of the two people in the hotel were like ice, and they were cold to the limit.

"Could it be... Xiao Chu is also dead? ”

Looking at the mobile phone in his hand in a daze, Pan Juncheng's heart had already unconsciously feared to the limit. However, even if no one answers the answer to this question, Pan Juncheng can still guess it.

"Although I would love to dismiss the idea that Xiao Chu is dead!"

This is Sun Haiyang's voice. Although they didn't get Xiao Chu's death speed, they had no doubt now.

Honk!

Soon, the phone was hung up, but for them, it didn't matter at all. What matters is where they go from here.

Pan Juncheng looked frightened, stared blankly at the wall, and said, "Now, are there only the two of us left?"

As if in response to Pan Juncheng's words, the surrounding air became a little depressed at this moment. Night... It was still that night, but in the dark, it seemed to be a little different. In that horrible black. He seems to have seen his own fate, and he is also unable to escape death,

Sun Haiyang looked at the current Pan Juncheng, he suppressed the fear in his heart and said.

"Don't be so discouraged, at least we're alive now."

Pan Juncheng's eyes stared at the surroundings lonely, and said, "But that's just more time to be afraid."

"Perhaps! But are you willing to die like this? ”

Pan Juncheng just subconsciously shook his head.

"Then we have to fight until the last moment. Even if it's... In the end, he still died. But at least then we won't regret it. ”

Pan Juncheng fell silent, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't know if Sun Haiyang had any good ideas. Shaking his head, Pan Juncheng said in a somewhat weak voice.

"Maybe it's as you say, but what are we going to do?"

Hearing Pan Juncheng's question, Sun Haiyang turned his head and said.

"By the way, judging by the common denominator of the people who have died up to now, it is clear that they are all from your family. Who do you remember visiting your house in the past few days? ”

Hearing this, Pan Juncheng could only shrug his shoulders helplessly and said, "Haven't I been with you all the time?" How do I know who I have in my home? ”

"Yes!"

After being reminded by Pan Juncheng, Sun Haiyang also realized this. He touched his head and continued, "What about the period between Pan Yuefang's ceremony and when we started our investigation?"

Listening to Sun Haiyang's words, Pan Juncheng fell silent for a moment, he lowered his head and said, "I want to think about it..."

After a moment, he slowly spoke, "I remember there were six people in those days. Except for my father, who has died, the factory worker, and Aunt Wang, there are only four people. ”

"Then you can find these four people!"

"Hmm!"

Pan Juncheng nodded slightly.

"However, what's the use of asking these questions, even we ourselves are already unable to protect ourselves, just like Xiao Chu tonight, even if we know who among them is the next to die, we still can't save them."

Sun Haiyang shook his head and chose to ignore Pan Juncheng's question. He pulled out a cigarette again, lit it... Pumped up.

"Perhaps, we don't have to save them, remember Zhou Shi's death?"

Pan Juncheng just nodded subconsciously. For the first classmate who disappeared weirdly and was better with Pan Juncheng, how could Pan Juncheng forget?

"To this day, we still don't know why Zhou Shi replaced Liang Yu and became the first to die. We can only guess that maybe it was because Zhou Shi went to your house again and again on that day. ”

"Don't you think it's..."

As if he saw Pan Juncheng's words, Sun Haiyang nodded and said, "That's right, maybe all the clues are in your home!"

We don't know why the ghost changed his target at that time, but we can guess that at that time, maybe it was because he was about to attack Liang Yu that Zhou Shi found something in your house that was very unfavorable to him. That's why he changed his goal temporarily! ”

With some timidity, Pan Juncheng asked tentatively, "What do you mean..."

"We can, at the next moment when we anticipate his move, but we have to be quick, before he reacts and changes his target to attack us!"

This is simply the move of a madman, but at this time, Pan Juncheng can't find a reason to refute it. It's all death, so why not seize the opportunity, then maybe there will be some unexpected gains?

Suddenly, Pan Juncheng's eyes twisted out a ruthless color, he looked at Sun Haiyang with a look of being open-minded, and he said with a big grin: "Regardless of TMD, it's a big deal to liberate the sheep in advance, I'll do it with you!" So what I'm going to do now is..."

"Sleep, predict the next dead! Then wait for him to make a move! ”

Although he didn't know what Sun Haiyang asked him to do this, he subconsciously chose to accept it. Then, Pan Juncheng began to lie on the bed and fell asleep. But this time, Sun Haiyang didn't plan to guard, after all, he was already very sleepy.

.........

The next day, the two woke up one after another, and after washing up a little, Pan Juncheng said to Sun Haiyang: "The deceased this time is named Zhang Dacai, and he is an uncle in his thirties. The temper is a little hot.

Maybe because Zhang Dacai is a little poor, Zhang Dacai's personality is a little greedy. ”

However, Sun Haiyang was not at all interested in Pan Juncheng's basic information about Zhang Dacai. After listening to Pan Juncheng's words, Sun Haiyang directly asked the most critical question: "Then you should also know the specific place and method of Zhang Dacai's death."

"Hmm!"

Pan Juncheng nodded and said, "Zhang Dacai died in his own home, as for the way, it seems that he was stoned to death by some blunt object!"

Sun Haiyang nodded, indicating that he understood. Then, he raised his head again and asked, "You should also know about Zhang Dacai's home!"

"Of course, and it's a long time away from my home. Still, what does this do, you ask? ”

"What else can we do, of course, to make it easier for us to spy on Zhang Dacai. Although we don't know the specific time of Zhang Dacai's death, it doesn't mean that we can't check it ourselves! ”

At this time, after listening to Sun Haiyang's words, Pan Juncheng also reacted. He couldn't help but frown and said, "What do you mean..."

"We'll go to your house after the ghost goes to find Zhang Dacai. I don't know if it's useful to do this, but it's better than doing nothing. And...

At the time of Zhou Shi's death, the deceased you dreamed of was Liang Yu, but until the end, Liang Yu was not abnormal at all! I think, Zhou Shi replaced Liang Yu, so if the ghost has already shot at Liang Yu, will Zhou Shi be able to come back to life? ”

"That's why you let me sleep to predict the next dead?"

"Hmm!"

Sun Haiyang nodded: "However, before that, we still have to prepare something."

Pan Juncheng understands this very well, because if they don't do that, what can they do to spy on Zhang Dacai?

Afterwards, the two got together, went to have a meal, and went shopping together.

.........

And at this time, what about Zhang Dacai in their words...

In a dilapidated old street, an uncle in his thirties looked at everything around him. The uncle had short hair, which was less than a centimeter long and couldn't even cover the scalp on his head, making him look like a bald head.

The bald head cracked his mouth, and his whole body exuded a smell of "two", which was almost the cigar in his mouth. Probes the brain, bald Zhang Dacai came to the front of a small shop, stared at the boss inside, and said.

"Boss, don't you really remember the Aunt Wang who bought breakfast next to you?"

Inside, the boss nodded with a smile and said, "What is Brother Guang talking about, am I still lying to you?"

"But it's not scientific, you used to talk a lot. Basically, every time I pass by this in the morning, I can see you two frowning there. ”

This made the boss a little anxious, and he whispered there: "Hey, I'm very open, my wife is still inside, don't spread rumors here."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Dacai turned around very familiarly and walked towards the outside of the street.

In fact, he has asked this question for I don't know how much, and he has asked many people, but no one remembers Aunt Wang.

"The collective played a joke on me?"

But who has the power to gather so many people to participate?

He remembered that morning a few days ago, he had come to this street as usual. Originally, because he was hungry, he remembered that Aunt Wang had mixed some drinks here.

But when he came to the place where Aunt Wang set up her stall, he found that it was just an open space. Zhang Dacai was still very clear about Aunt Wang's hard-working character, so he quickly denied that Aunt Wang was sick. Even if you get sick, it's a terrible illness.

Out of curiosity, he asked about the people around him, but the answers given by everyone made Zhang Dacai feel creepy. Because everyone said: They don't know Aunt Wang!

It's as if Aunt Wang not only disappeared from here, but even disappeared cleanly in everyone's memory!