A blinding flash of light lit up in the darkness of the night.

The man below obviously didn't expect Gu Mian to come back with such a hand, and he was caught off guard.

The smug expression on his face was gone, and it turned into a sudden consternation.

After reacting, the man looked up angrily, but at this time there was no one by the window, and from this angle he could only see the chandelier on the ceiling.

"? What's this white thing? The fat man stared at the camera screen in Gu Mian's hand and marveled.

Gu Mian also looked at the camera in his hand carefully.

This photo shows the face of the man below being ugly, but this is not what a few people care about.

I saw a white shadow almost clinging to the man's back, as if he was about to get into the tent behind the man.

This white shadow is very fast, and it is almost a phantom on the camera.

It seemed to sense that Gu Mian was taking pictures, and twisted its head to point at the camera.

It was a face that everyone knew very well, with dark eyes, a miserable white face, and wrinkled skin, which had been behind the window of the building opposite, not long ago.

The fat man stared at the grimace on the photo and gasped: "This thing...... Are you approaching us? ”

"The blind can see it." Gu Mian replied.

It turned out to be on the opposite building, but now it's downstairs from them.

Chu Changge narrowed his eyes: "What I care about is that if its mission is to kill Gu Mian, then why don't you just do it, it has been watching us for many days, right?" ”

The fat man hesitated for a moment: "If I were a ghost, I would have been tasked with assassinating the doctor......"

Speaking of this, the fat man paused again: "Then I choose to commit suicide." ”

"The ghost below is different," Chu Changge said: "It came for Gu Mian from the beginning, and I guess it must be because it has other preparations if it doesn't do it now." ”

"Then why did it enter someone's tent......" muttered the fat man.

Immediately, the fat man knew why this killer who came to assassinate Gu Mian had entered someone's tent.

He got out of bed with a scream.

The shrill female screams rang out downstairs, and then the fat man heard other noises, including the shouting of men, the stumbling footsteps, and the crying of children.

These sounds were mixed together, giving the fat man a bit of a headache.

He actually wanted to sleep again, but listening to the louder and louder voices below, he felt that he might not be able to sleep this time.

At this time, Gu Mian had already come to the window.

This room is not anywhere else, but this window is big and looks bright.

Usually, the three of them get together and peep down, and they don't feel crowded.

The fat man walked quickly to Gu Mian's side: "Doctor, what's going on next?" ”

In fact, there is no need to ask, as soon as he walked over, he saw the situation below.

A team of men in military uniforms arrived at some point and surrounded a tent below.

That tent was the one where the middle-aged man lived, and Gu Mian photographed ghosts in this tent last night.

Several doctor-like men carried a shelf and lifted a disembowelmented corpse out of the tent.

Surrounded by people who looked a little panicked, women and children had already crowded to the outermost periphery, and some people screamed in horror when they saw the corpse, which was the culprit who woke up the fat man.

"?" The fat man stared at the corpse on the stretcher with a numb scalp.

Because they were looking down from above, they could see it very clearly, and they saw that the stomach on this corpse was cut open, and even the intestines were exposed, and even the internal organs could be seen.

That face Gu Mian recognized as the man who was stared back into the tent by him during the day yesterday.

There were five people living in the tent, but now one is still four.

The four men had been escorted away by the army, as if they were going to ask something.

Immediately after that, men in military uniforms began to maintain order in an attempt to calm people down.

The fat man scratched his head: "This thing is supposed to be here to assassinate the doctor, right?" Why is it dark and clumsy, killing the wrong person? ”

Gu Mian looked at him: "You look like you wish I was killed by a killer." ”

Fatty: "......"

Chu Changge stared downstairs: "The event starts at seven o'clock tonight, I think there will be some mistakes between us." ”

I have to say that Chu Changge's premonition is really accurate.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, four hours before the start of the activity, someone knocked on the door of Gu Mian's room.

It's a team of people in police uniforms.

In the past few days, Gu Mian has only seen the army, and at first glance he is still a little uncomfortable with the police.

The police didn't ink either, and when they saw someone open the door, they started questioning directly.

"Although this is a special period, we still have to do the work of maintaining order." The young police officer at the head spoke.

The fat man politely invited the person into the living room.

But because the sofa in the living room is too small, there are not so many people seated at all, and the fat man is a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the police comrades didn't mind, and said that it didn't matter if they were standing.

"You know that there was a dead man downstairs this morning, right?" The policeman at the head looked at them.

Gu Mian nodded: "I watched him being carried out." ”

At this point, he paused again, and then compared the length: "The intestines are about to fall out, so long." ”

The fat man's expression stiffened when he saw the questioning policeman.

Then the policeman spoke: "The other people in that tent have been taken away by us, and according to their confessions, you seem to have a conflict with them?" ”

"How can there be?" The fat man said, "I don't even fucking know what the group of people down there are called." ”

The policeman in charge nodded, and instead of rebutting, he moved on to ask the next question.

Probably because the current social situation is different from before, these policemen only asked some questions and left, and did not intend to invite them to sit in the bureau.

The fat man was a little surprised by this: "Is the police investigation so watery now?" ”

"Or do you really want to go to the bureau and sit down?" Gu Mian looked at him.

Chu Changge spoke: "There are too many people here, and there is a lot of friction, if you really want to manage it, you can't manage it at all, especially this kind of case where even the murderer is not clear, and now the police don't have so much spare time to investigate the case." ”