The other three saw that Zhao Wenbo had not come out after returning to the room, and they all walked in again, and saw Zhao Wenbo spread out his hands, fully displayed the newspaper in his hand, and stared at the blank page and watched.

Xiong Wei and Lu Huanhuan didn't think of anything, but when Li Naijing saw this scene, her eyes suddenly lit up slightly, and she walked over.

"Is it still the reason?" In the eyes of Xiong Wei and Lu Huanhuan, Li Naijing suddenly asked inexplicably.

"It may be, it may not." Zhao Wenbo said.

As he spoke, he turned back to his wife in the house and asked, "Do you buy Yungu Evening News every day?" ”

The woman shook her head: "Not every day, but my husband likes to read newspapers, and he will buy them whenever he has the opportunity." ”

"What about these days?" Zhao Wenbo asked.

The woman said: "Now I go to buy it, he rarely goes out for activities, so he basically reads the newspaper in the house to pass the time." ”

"Why don't you go out?"

"Because ......," the woman said this, looking at the fat man sitting on the bed with some distress, "I only checked out last week, and my husband changed it...... Cerebroma. ”

"You've been doing long-term checkups here?" Li Naijing remembered at this time that there was a brain hospital nearby.

"We are outsiders, we used to work in this neighborhood to earn money, and we finally bought a house, but we didn't know that we encountered demolition. After receiving the compensation, we didn't have a place to go for a while, so we stayed in this hotel first. Who knows, now my husband has been found out again......"

At this, the woman seemed unable to speak, and reached out to wipe the tears that were about to flow.

"Has he become very silent these days?" Li Naijing asked.

The woman nodded.

Taking advantage of the time when Li Naijing was talking to the woman, Zhao Wenbo walked to the door of room 202 and called Shen Xing.

Shen Xing has already returned home at the moment, and has just booked a high-speed rail ticket on his mobile phone to go to Gaoqing City next door tomorrow, the famous old doctor of acupuncture and moxibustion lives in Gaoqing City, but it is very fast to take the high-speed train from here, and it can be reached in about forty minutes.

If you go to see a doctor on the same day, you can rush back to Yungu City on the same day.

After receiving the call, Zhao Wenbo told Shen Xing in detail about the things here, including the broken leg that seemed to be able to move on its own, the blood splashing all over the walls, but there was very little on the ground, but there was no on the bed at all, and he focused on the newspaper in the couple's room.

Now that Zhao Wenbo has formed a conditioned reflex, anyone who sees this kind of newspaper with a blank page should wonder if it is related to the case being investigated.

Shen Xing listened carefully, he knew that if he was at the scene of the crime now, he might open the different pupil and scan it, and he would probably be able to get some results.

But now that I'm going to the south of the city so late, I'm going to leave Fei Fei alone at home again.

In addition, the second cargo disappeared after the explosion last time, and I don't know if I was injured or not, and it is unknown whether it will appear.

So Shen Xing didn't prepare to go over, but thought about it carefully, and said, "It's very simple, stuff the newspaper into this man's hand, and then all of you, including his wife, go out, and come back in about five minutes." If you find that he is still staring at the blank side of the newspaper at this time, then it is almost certain that there is a problem. ”

After the words fell, Shen Xing asked again: "By the way, you just said that this man is fatter, so look at where he is the fattest, is it a belly?" ”

Zhao Wenbo took a closer look over there and replied: "Well, although the body and arms are also full of meat, he still has the fattest and bulging belly, and he eats at least three meals for me." It's easy to get sick if you're obese! ”

"What's wrong with him?" Shen Xing asked.

"His wife said that it had just been checked out and that the man had a brain tumor." Zhao Wenbo replied.

"Brain tumor? Does this have anything to do with obesity? Shen Xing frowned, thoughtful, and then said, "You do what I just said, and when it's confirmed, you can call again." ”

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xing muttered to himself: "Brain tumor? ”

Inside the hotel.

After whispering a few words with the others, Zhao Wenbo handed the newspaper to the fat man sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You are ......" The man may not have recovered from the blow of the sudden illness, he spoke less, and his thinking seemed to be a little dull, I don't know if it was affected by a brain tumor.

"You read the newspaper first, and we'll go out for a while." Zhao Wenbo smiled.

After the words fell, everyone left room 202 one after another, and the door of the room was closed openly, not completely closed.

The man's wife looked worried and walked back and forth in the doorway.

Li Naijing looked at the time, while Xiong Wei and Lu Huanhuan held hands and stood aside waiting.

After waiting for five or six minutes, Zhao Wenbo slowly pushed open the door of the room, Li Naijing followed, and the two entered one after another, then Xiong Wei and Lu Huanhuan, and finally the hostess who was a little anxious.

On the bed in room 202, the fat man sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the newspaper in both hands, was staring motionless.

Everyone came in quietly, but he didn't notice it, and it was possible that he was too fascinated to pay attention to his surroundings.

Soon Zhao Wenbo and the others stood in front of the obese man, this distance, even if they didn't pay attention to it just now, they should have noticed it.

But the man still didn't.

Li Naijing and Zhao Wenbo poked their heads to take a look and found that the newspaper page that the man was staring at was the sixth page, that is, the blank side.

With a wink, Zhao Wenbo turned around and walked out of the room and called Shen Xing.

"Sure, the obese man in room 202 was also attracted by the blank version of the newspaper, and has been staring at the blank side until now, which is exactly the same as the dictation of the family surnamed Wu, the behavior of the old man who was killed by Lou Fang before his death."

Shen Xing nodded, "What I said now, maybe you don't accept it for a while, but I thought about it just now, this is the only reason that is possible to explain the murder scene." ”

Zhao Wenbo's throat moved, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and hurriedly said: "You say, as long as the answer is reasonable, I can accept anything." ”

"How many people live in room 302?" Shen Xing asked.

"One."

"How's it going to be fat?"

Zhao Wenbo recalled: "Xiong Wei just said, the hotel owner said that he was thin, well, a thin and short person. ”

"Analysis of those severed legs, does it belong to this person?" Shen Xing asked again.

"The preliminary analysis of the forensic doctor just now, there is not much difference between the proportion of the severed feet and the body shape of the skinny resident, which can basically be determined, but the final conclusion can only be reached when returning to the forensic office." Zhao Wenbo said.

"Now, let Xiong Wei and his assistant take out their guns, call the hostess of room 202 out of the room, and let the other sheriffs stay at the door and out of the window." Shen Xing commanded in a deep voice, "You and Li Naijing also prepare the means to deal with the abnormality, and then go into the house and snatch this man's newspaper directly." ”

"You want to ...... Anger the anomaly? Zhao Wenbo asked.

"If you don't get angry, you can only guess." Shen Xing said: "I think that this man now has a ninety-nine percent probability that he is no longer human. In his stomach, it may be the corpse that has not been fully digested, including the bones that have been chewed. ”

"Ahh Zhao Wenbo was dumbfounded.

Shen Xing continued: "Didn't you ask me before, why only the woman who strangled herself, the old man of the Wu family, was mentally controlled after reading the newspaper? I think I already know the answer, and do an autopsy of their brains to see if they had serious lesions in their heads before that. ”

After talking for a while, Shen Xing hung up the phone on the other end.

Listening to the busy sound that came, Zhao Wenbo slowly came back to his senses, and couldn't help but sigh: "This guy is worthy of being the holder of the red heart certificate." ”

After putting away his mobile phone, he took out a golden fountain pen, then a telescopic stick, walked into the room, and whispered to Xiong Wei and Lu Huanhuan: "You go out first, let other colleagues come over and guard the door and window of the room, Sister Nai Jing and I are here." ”

Seeing his appearance, Li Naijing knew that Shen Xing's side had already come to a conclusion, and she also took out a pen and a telescopic stick at the same time.

Xiong Wei immediately worked with Lu Huanhuan to take out the hostess who had become a little frightened in the house and handed it over to a special person to take care of.

It was almost half past ten in the evening.

Xiong Wei went to the bathroom to turn off the small electric stove, and the smell gushing out of the lid from time to time made him feel nauseous and want to vomit inexplicably at this moment.

Back at the bedside, at this time, Li Naijing was completely close to the fat man, and said to Zhao Wenbo: "I'll come." ”

As soon as the words fell, she grabbed the newspaper and pulled it over, and the newspaper was suddenly torn apart with a loud noise.

The fat man, who was staring at the newspaper motionless, trembled slightly, raised his head, still holding the newspaper, and looked at Li Naijing.

Slowly, his gaze changed from bewildered at first, to vicious, and from vicious, to cruel, mixed with a tyrannical, crazy, uncontrollable hysteria, which exploded at this moment.

But what greeted him was Zhao Wenbo's head stick.

This stick has turned on the ghost mode, in fact, the ghost mode is still attacking through the electrostatic field, but it is a few grades worse than the high-intensity electric shock of the silver pen.

But for attacking such an anomaly, this stick is enough to make it suffer.

Under the blow of a stick, the fat man let out a miserable scream, stood up from the bed suddenly, and the fat all over his body shook, especially the round belly that was jolting up and down.

He opened his mouth to Zhao Wenbo, and saw a black thing appear in his mouth, like a rolling black mist.

Zhao Wenbo only felt that his head was suddenly dizzy, and his spirit was strongly affected, and he almost fainted.

The fat man immediately opened his hands and pounced, ready to hug him, and at the same time, the black mist in his mouth was rapidly growing, like a big mouth, wanting to swallow Zhao Wenbo whole.

If Zhao Wenbo was an ordinary ordinary person, at this moment, he might be like the guy in room 302 upstairs, and he fell directly to the ground and fainted.

But he just shook it and didn't fall, but immediately retreated, ready to fight back again.

Boom!

Li Naijing outflanked from the side, and a stick fell, hitting the fat man's shoulder, and then the golden pen twisted, quickly shot out the end of the anesthetic, and inserted it into the fat man's arm.

In the next second, the man's whole body went limp, and he threw himself on the bed, making a bang.

His mouth was still open, but soon a large amount of liquid flowed out, and a strange smell emanated from the blackness.

After a while, more minced flesh and bone scraps rolled out of the liquid, and soon the bed was all wet, and a large amount of filth still flowed out of his mouth.

Zhao Wenbo walked to the other side and reached out to touch it, the man's forehead was cold, and he had long lost his temperature.

As a large amount of filth flowed out, his round belly also sunk down, and soon the Adam's apple moved, bulging something like an egg, and then rolled out of his mouth.

The black egg rolled twice in the filthy liquid, and then swelled up.

Li Naijing immediately grabbed Zhao Wenbo, and the two quickly turned around and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the bathroom door shut.

In the next second, the black egg exploded, and a layer of black liquid covered almost all corners of the room.

Where it was covered, it turned into white gas and made a scorching sound.

After about ten seconds, the burning sound stopped, and the white gas disappeared, creating many small holes in the sheets, walls, tabletops, bathroom doors, and floors.

After another minute, the bathroom door opened, and Zhao Wenbo and Li Naijing walked out cautiously.

The two of them looked at the mess in the room with palpitations, and their eyes fell on the blank and broken newspaper page on the ground, which was also burned by black liquid.

At this moment, the familiar layout is no longer blank, but two black words have appeared strangely.

[Goodbye! 】

The moment he saw this text, whether it was Zhao Wenbo or Li Naijing, a strong sense of discomfort surged in his heart, and he instinctively resisted these two words immediately, and at the same time, his brain was dizzy and his stomach was surging.

Wow, Zhao Wenbo spit out first.

……

Hanging up the phone, Shen Xing let out a long sigh, at present, regarding the cause and process of the newspaper case, based on the third case that Zhao Wenbo said just now, it should be basically sorted out.

Although it has not yet been proven, Shen Xing is sure that there is a high probability that the other two victims who were controlled also had brain lesions.

This kind of lesion is not routine, and it must have a certain peculiarity, so the range of victims is not wide, and there is no large-scale damage.

That's a blessing!

It is now possible that even if these victims do not know that they have brain lesions, they will have a greater chance of being controlled by reading the newspaper than the average person.

As for being controlled, everyone's behavior will not be the same, for example, the grandfather of the Wu family will try his best to kill the people who are in the house, and the middle-aged woman will strangle herself.

Obviously, the third case is even more terrifying, and it seems that it is not just as simple as mind control, but is directly manipulated by the body, that is, possessed.

After asking Fei Fei to go back to the small bedroom opposite to sleep, Shen Xing checked the doors and windows of the room, returned to his bedroom, turned on the light on the workbench, and took a flat and thick wooden board.

It's not the sequence board, it's another piece of wood that he's recently created—a newspaper.

The newspaper woodcarving was one of his easiest and shortest works to date, and it took only half an hour to complete.

All I did was cut the wood into a single piece, making a slight arc to make the wood carving look like a newspaper.

However, Shen Xing was not sure about this wood carving, it might become a waste product, so the wood used was not a good one.