"So, what is that nursery rhyme?"

In the middle of the hotel.

Du Wei asked the question he wanted to know the most, and he felt that this nursery rhyme was most likely related to evil spirits.

The premise, of course, is that the evil spirit is the other Mary Shaw who died.

Lady Mary Shaw, leaning forward and lying on the counter, said, "I'm not an old woman who specializes in ghost stories, and if you want to know more, I suggest you pay for the room first, so that you will appear to be more sincere." ”

The slightly philistine tone diluted the sense of oppression in her words.

Although in reality, Du Wei did not find the story she told how scary, but rather bored.

However, since you have decided to stay, you do have to pay for the room first.

So he took out his wallet and paid the rent and deposit neatly.

Mrs. Mary Shaw then said with satisfaction: "For the sake of you giving money so cheerfully, I will tell you that horrible nursery rhyme." ”

As she spoke, she recited in a chanting tone:

[Beware of Mary Shaw behind her, she has a lot of children]

[If you meet her in the dark, be sure to scream loudly]

[Only screaming will scare her away, the more silent she is, the more scared she is]

[Nightmares are always with you, staring at the blood of the soul to drain]

[Tear your mouth, pull out your tongue, and she'll take you home]

……

After speaking.

Mrs. Mary Shaw seemed to feel a little dry in her throat, so she coughed a few times: "This horror nursery rhyme probably means this, although I am old, but my memory is not bad." ”

Du Wei looked at her calmly, suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Your singing voice is very beautiful." ”

Mrs. Mary Shaw shook her head: "You young people just like to lie and amuse the elderly. ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Du Wei's outstretched right hand, her eyes a little hesitant.

Du Wei did not withdraw his hand.

The atmosphere began to get awkward.

But Du Wei was expressionless, as if he didn't notice the embarrassment at all, and looked like a very polite gentleman.

Mrs. Mary Shaw coughed, slowly stretched out a wrinkled hand, and shook it with Du Wei.

"Go back to your room early to rest, it's not early now, it's better not to come out at night."

"Okay, thank you very much for your advice, by the way, I don't like people to disturb me when I sleep at night."

"Don't worry, Mr. Du Wei, the hotel is very quiet."

Du Wei let go of his hand, a hint of indifference flashing in his eyes.

Then he took the key to the room from Mrs. Mary Shaw, and walked to the hotel with his bag on his back.

……

On the second floor of the hostel.

Du Wei carried a bag on his back, a black umbrella in his left hand, and glanced at his surroundings.

As he came into contact with evil spirits, he habitually found the most convenient escape route first whenever he went.

It's become a habit.

On the second floor of the hotel, there is a corridor, and on the south side is a transparent glass window, and when you look out at a somewhat old asphalt road, and the hazy outline of the tulip community in the rain.

It was raining heavily outside, and it was very dark.

From time to time, there are thunderbolts and lightning strikes.

Further inside is the room for people to live in.

And this also means that if there is danger, you can just break the window and escape.

Du Wei stared at the torrential rain outside the window, slowly withdrew his gaze, and walked towards his room......

When he had just shaken hands with Madame Mary Shaw, he felt the temperature that his body should have.

But......

But the old woman lied to herself.

Even though Du Wei only started to study psychology in his junior year, and he was almost on the wrong side, mostly about psychological suggestion and criminal psychology, he was still keenly aware of some abnormal behavior when the other party spoke.

For example, the eyes are a little fluttering, and the eyelids are subconsciously drooping.

There are also small movements such as involuntary shoulder lifting.

Coupled with her words, it can be assumed that she is lying.

Especially about that nursery rhyme.

"I'm looking forward to what will happen in the evening, and I hope it will come sooner and don't keep me waiting too long."

His tone was slightly cold, and he seemed very cold.

After learning that Mary Shaw had lied, Du Wei marked the old woman as the target of attention.

Or rather, the suspect.

Normally, this is the time to notify the Allen police to deal with the matter, or to investigate Lady Mary Shaw.

But the other party is not an evil spirit, and according to her age and physical fitness, she is unlikely to be a murderer.

That's it.

Her motives for lying are very weird.

But even if she had a problem, Du Wei didn't care at all.

What he had to do now was to deal with the evil spirits, and he didn't care if Lady Mary Shaw was a murderer or an evil spirit.

If it were the former, she would have died a miserable death.

If it was the latter, Du Wei would have started to work on it and returned to New York as soon as possible.

The situation is under control......

……

Come to the door of your room.

Du Wei glanced around, and saw that there was a room on the other side of the door, but the door was closed, and through the cat's eye, it was empty.

The rest of the rooms are basically the same.

The whole hotel is relatively simple, only two floors.

The first floor is used for receiving guests and dining, while the second floor is for living.

"It seems that she is quite right about one thing, the hotel is indeed quite quiet."

Du Wei smiled inexplicably, took out the door key, opened the door and walked in.

There was a thud, and the door slammed shut.

And at this moment, at the cat's eye of the door opposite him, a dark yellow eye suddenly appeared, the pupils were dilated, without the slightest look, revealing a hollow and dead silence.

It looks like a dead man......

It's just that the whole hotel is still quiet, there is no gloomy feeling that can be suppressed to suffocation, and there is no terrifying malice.

Everything was very usual.

And in Du Wei's room.

At this time, he was checking the wardrobe in the room, as well as the bathroom.

In some cheap museums, it is easy to have cameras that spy on people's privacy.

Of course......

Not only did Du Wei check, he also had the idea of making sure there were no other strange things in the room.

"The room was clean and a bit over......"

Du Wei walked out of the bathroom and couldn't help frowning, the feeling of this hotel for him was getting stranger and stranger.

Mrs. Mary Shaw was old, and her legs and feet were certainly inconvenient.

But the interior of the hotel is very clean, as if there is a special person cleaning it every few hours.

But Dewey saw no one except Mrs. Mary Shaw.

He thought for a moment, and suddenly sneered in a low voice.

"Come on, let me see how interesting it really is......"

As he spoke, he took off his backpack, unzipped it, and pulled out a red balloon from inside......

Inside the balloon, there seems to be a clown's hideous face.

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