This place...... Something familiar.

Wang Chuan struggled to get up, only to find that he was lying on a floor, and behind it was a single bed.

It was a bedroom, and when he looked up, he could see the door open, and a faint light came in through the window, allowing him to see the interior of the room.

A wooden bed with pale yellow striped sheets and a light pink quilt folded at the head of the bed.

Next to the bed is a plastic basket containing these men's clothes.

Next to the bedroom door is a desk with a desktop computer and several women's magazines next to it.

Just looking at the layout, it seemed familiar, but Wang Chuan couldn't remember where he had seen this room.

"What the hell is this place?"

He looked around and found no sign of the ghost.

The sky outside had begun to whiten, and the day was approaching.

After making sure that there was no danger around, Wang Chuan first walked quickly to the desk and flipped through the magazines, but found that they were all ordinary reading materials, nothing special.

He crouched down in front of the plastic basket and rummaged through the clothes in the basket, trying to find some clues.

I didn't expect to be found by him.

He reached out and took out the card in his trouser pocket and found that it was an ID card, and the name column said "Sun Zihao"

Wang Chuan realized why it looked a little familiar here.

"This is a staff dormitory? Is it Sun Zihao's dormitory? He stood up with his ID card in his hand and looked out of the bedroom door in surprise, only to see that the structure of the room was exactly the same as the staff dormitory where he lived.

Why didn't the demons kill him, and why did they bring him to this place?

He walked out of the bedroom door with two quick steps, and the toilet was on the left hand side of the door, at this time the toilet door was open, and a mirror was facing the toilet door, Wang Chuan's figure was reflected in the mirror, but now he didn't have time to look at himself in the mirror, but was attracted by the bottles and cans under the mirror.

Even though he was a man, he could still recognize what they were.

Toner, cream, eye cream, liquid foundation, depilatory cream, blush, mascara......

Toners and the like are fine, but Sun Zihao is a big man who uses mascara hair removal cream?

The more Wang Chuan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he withdrew to the bedroom to look at the pink futon on the bed, which was not the color that Sun Zihao would use.

He frowned and thought of something, walked quickly to the closet and opened the door, only to see that the closet was full of women's clothes, mostly skirts and stockings.

Wang Chuan did not suspect that Sun Zihao had a transvestite for the time being.

His first reaction was that this was actually a place where a woman lived, and the reason why Sun Zihao's clothes appeared here was because he would spend the night here.

This is not Zhao Shuang's room.

In other words, Sun Zihao, as Zhao Shuang's boyfriend, spent the night in another woman's house, and this woman was still their colleague.

Wang Chuan closed the closet door and walked towards the living room.

In the living room, there was a gray sofa and a glass coffee table, and in the living room, he finally found a clue to the owner of the house.

Several family photos were pasted on the wall above the sofa, and Wang Chuan stretched out his head to look, only to see a woman and a middle-aged couple in the family portrait.

This young woman was familiar.

"Jiang Mei?" Wang Chuan found this face in his mind.

Jiang Mei is a colleague of Zhao Shuang and Sun Zihao, the company's finance.

It was also one of the eight missing people.

Now it seems that he is also Sun Zihao's cheating partner.

Seeing this, Wang Chuan suddenly understood the chat history on Xia Jianren's mobile phone when he first entered the dungeon.

Zhao Shuang asked Xia Jianren if he had known "that thing" for a long time, presumably "that thing" was Sun Zihao and Jiang Mei's matter.

He remembered that Zhao Shuang had just remembered something not long ago, saying that they had an argument in the car.

Presumably, this is also the matter at issue.

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Wang Chuan frowned, and had an idea in his heart, could it be that Zhao Shuang made a move in the car after knowing about Sun Zihao and Jiang Mei, so he deliberately got out of the car with them halfway, so that he could survive and let them die.

But at that time, there were more than thirty colleagues in the car who had nothing to do with this matter, if this was the case, then Zhao Shuang would be terrible.

The sound of birds outside the window pulled Wang Chuan out of his thoughts, and he touched the mobile phone that he had been keeping in his pocket, it was almost seven o'clock now.

The mobile phone was there when he entered the copy, and he always carried it, of course, Wang Chuan had already turned the mode to silent, for fear that it would ring when it shouldn't be ringing.

There were contact details for several other players in the phone book, and he thought for a moment and dialed the phone.

Cangyue was a little incredulous when she received Wang Chuan's call.

They all knew that Wang Chuan disappeared out of thin air, and most of them were more than lucky, but they didn't expect that they could still receive a call from this person.

At this time, the bus had just stopped halfway up the hill, and several people were about to get off.

Xia Jianren also saw the caller ID on the screen of Cangyue's mobile phone, and he pinched the fan in his hand and took a half step back: "It can't be that Wang Chuan was killed by a ghost, this call was dialed by a ghost with his mobile phone, right?" ”

Cangyue also had this idea in her heart.

She pondered for a while before deciding to answer the call, but when she did, she kept the phone a little away from her ear, afraid of some strange sound coming from the other side.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chuan's voice really came from the earpiece.

"Cangyue?"

"Wang Chuan? You're not dead yet? Cangyue was also very surprised.

"Is there anyone else listening to you calling?"

Hearing that Cangyue realized something, she looked sideways at the people around her and took a few steps back: "No one can hear what you're saying." ”

Wang Chuan continued: "Listen to me, I'm in Jiang Mei's dormitory now. ”

Ginger plum? Cangyue remembered that the name was on the list of missing persons.

"I found Sun Zihao and Jiang Mei ......"

Cangyue quietly listened to Wang Chuan's narration, and then glanced at Zhao Shuang, only to see that she was in a daze at the base not far away, and she didn't seem to pay attention to this side.

She whispered into the microphone, "So there's a good chance that the rollover incident had something to do with her?" ”

"Yes," Wang Chuan's voice came from the microphone, "you should be with her now, be careful, if things are really the same as I guessed, then this person is too vicious." ”

In order to retaliate against Sun Zihao and Jiang Mei, the whole company was buried together, which was indeed vicious.

But if that's the case, then life will be easy.

The resentment of those ghosts comes from Zhao Shuang, as long as Zhao Shuang dies, they can live.

Cangyue pressed her pocket.

"By the way, where are you now?" Wang Chuan's voice continued to come from his phone.

Cangyue looked at the base in the distance: "Tomb Mountain, where the police found Zhao Shuang, Gu Mian drove us up, hoping to stimulate Zhao Shuang's memory." Are you coming? ”

Wang Chuan on the other side was silent for a few seconds: "I don't know why the ghost took me to the staff dormitory but didn't kill me, I want to find some clues here, if I find anything more, I will contact you by phone, if the phone is not connected, I will send you a text message." ”

"Okay," Cangyue nodded, "Then be careful." ”

With that, the two stopped talking.

At this time, Xia Jianren pinched the small fan in his hand and came over: "Is it Wang Chuan?" ”

"Yes," Cangyue nodded, "he's still alive." ”

The ghost didn't kill him, which Cangyue also felt very strange.

Xia Jianren threw the fan with advertisements printed on it from the bus into the car window: "What did he say?" ”

Cangyue turned her head to look at Zhao Shuang in the distance: "He told us to be careful of Zhao Shuang." ”

But no matter how vicious people are, they are afraid of knives, as long as it is verified that the deaths of those thirty or so people were caused by Zhao Shuang, then she will be able to end this copy safely with a knife.

Cangyue guessed that the ghost brought Wang Chuan to Sun Zihao's dormitory to let him know the truth.

The base built halfway up the mountain is a row of small earthen houses, with a few tables and chairs, and there are not many people here on weekdays, only those who are tired of climbing the mountain will rest here for a while.

Zhao Shuang had already walked into this row of small earthen houses, and it seemed that she also wanted to remember the events of the day.

But several people watched her try to remember for a long time, and in the end they still didn't remember anything.

"I don't remember this place at all." Zhao Shuang covered his forehead with a headache, and several other people looked at each other.

Zhao Shuang got off here, and she hadn't been there any way up, and the place above might not stimulate her memory.

"Why don't we go up a little bit more?" Xia Jianren opened his mouth and proposed, "Maybe we can find something in the place where the car crashed, and aren't there still a few people missing, maybe we can find their clues." ”

There was no other way now, and several people agreed.

The sky was already completely bright, and there were more idlers climbing the mountain on the mountain, so in order not to cause a sensation, Gu Mian had already driven the bus to a hidden place and hid it.

If you want to continue upward, you have to walk.

Fortunately, a cement main road has been built on this mountain, and it is not too tiring to climb up.

On the other side, Wang Chuan had already searched Jiang Mei's home, and now he stood at the door of Zhao Shuang's room again, they were in a hurry when they escaped last night, and they didn't have time to throw the door out, so the door was still open, just so convenient for him to go in and investigate.

He cautiously pushed open the door and searched the house carefully, looking for any clues related to his grandson Hao Jiangmei.

But I rummaged through and found nothing.

Instead, he found a fan printed with an advertisement for "curing kidney deficiency", and he looked at the pile of useless things in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"It's been twelve hours now." Xia Jianren looked up at the sky that lit up.

A third of the time has passed, and there are still twenty-four hours to end.

If they can find a way out, they won't be tormented for the next 24 hours.

Climbing the mountain is a physical work, before the bus overturned a few people are tired and out of breath, can no longer walk, there is a gazebo in front, they stop to rest in the gazebo for a while.

Originally, I was going to discuss the next plan by the way, but I didn't expect that there were still men with gray hair sitting in the gazebo, so they could only close their mouths and rest silently.