Ground floor.

Du Wei looked at the heads of the four women on the ground, his face extremely indifferent.

It was as if each head had been dragged down by some tremendous force.

The facial features are twisted and hideous, although they have been coagulated, they can still be seen from the blood stains spreading on the ground, and when the four heads came to the house, they must have been drenched in blood.

"Why do I have so many heads in my home?"

Du Wei whispered, and when he raised his head again, his face was full of doubt.

This is a very important question, and the consequences are fatal.

Evil spirits are transmissible, and the more people it kills, the stronger the emotions of fear and fear become.

The evil spirit brought by Aisha is spread by the medium to know its information.

The evil spirits brought by the post are transmitted by sight and hearing, and no other communication medium has been found for the time being.

On the first day, the two evil spirits were in checks and balances, and neither could overpower the other, so everything was safe.

The next day, the evil spirit brought by the post kills Lady Mina's brother, Rook Conan Doyle, and the balance of checks and balances begins to tilt.

If it weren't for the back, adding even more bizarre antique clocks, it might have been gone a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Du Wei's heart sank slightly, and he turned his head to stare at the antique clocks and Annabelle hanging on the wall, especially after staying in the former for a long time.

Annabelle had been corrupted by bone meal herself, and now she was locked in a framed cabinet, and if she still had the ability to leave her home and kill people for the time being, then her target last night should have been herself.

The antique clock has not behaved much abnormally until now, and although it is the most mysterious, it is not very likely.

And the ring with the letters val engraved on it......

Du Wei couldn't help but laugh, he felt that he was drinking to quench his thirst now, and he couldn't stop at all, as long as he was a little bit worse, he didn't even know how he died.

"It shouldn't be them."

He kept himself calm. Take a deep breath and make a judgment.

The evil spirits brought by Aisha have been restricted by Du Wei, and as long as he doesn't say it, he can't leave this room.

The only thing left is the evil spirit that will post on the Internet on its own and spread extremely terrifying sex.

I thought about it.

Du Wei walked to the doorless cabinet on the first floor, took out a roll of garbage bags from inside, and began to clean up.

He hated the smell of blood and corpses, and this problem arose when he was in his junior year, when he had dissected a particular corpse.

That's why he became a psychiatrist.

Each head was put into a garbage bag by Du Wei, and then carefully cleaned up the bloodstains.

Although calling the police at this time is the best choice, in fact, Du Wei can't explain why there are four heads in his house for no reason.

Even Officer Tom, who knows about the evil spirit, is likely to be suspicious and think that he has nothing to do with it.

Moreover......

There are so many things at home that I can't explain.

A rotten woman's arm from an antique clock, and Roy's disappeared head.

All kinds of things, as long as they are discovered, normal people will think that Du Wei is an extremely cold-blooded terrorist murderer.

However, Du Wei was using a disposable towel to clean up the blood when his mobile phone suddenly rang.

The contact person is Officer Tom.

Looking at the phone screen, Du Wei was silent for a moment before pressing the answer button.

"Good morning, Tom."

"Actually, it's not good at all, Mr. Du Wei, you know? I'm pulling the quarantine zone at the Sofitel right now, and you never know who the dead are. ”

"I really don't know."

"It was those cultists, four women died at once, each of them was wrapped in sheets, wrung alive like a towel, and there was blood all over the room, and I almost threw up! fuck！！！ ”

"Damn, I'm going crazy, I haven't been to the red light district for a month, I ...... I...... fuck！！ ”

"Hello? Mr. Du Wei, are you listening? ”

"Hmm...... Yes, I'm listening. ”

Du Wei glanced down at the four garbage bags in his hand, and asked in a normal tone, "Let me guess, are their heads gone?" ”

"Uh...... Yes, how do you know? ”

“…… Guess. ”

"Okay, but I suggest you be careful, because I got the surveillance records from the hotel staff, there are 20 of them, and now only 4 have died, and the rest are probably still in the North Brook district."

"By the way, I'm going to send you some information, I suspect it's an evil spirit incident."

……

After hanging up the phone, Du Wei carried four garbage bags and walked all the way to the second floor.

The house he rented had a small half-story attic, which was usually used for miscellaneous items.

Although, in fact, there is nothing clutter to speak of.

When he reached the innermost part of the second floor, Du Wei looked up and saw the handle on the ceiling.

Then, he casually picked up the hook that had been placed aside, put it on the handle, and pulled it gently.

Babbling......

There was a tooth-souring grinding sound of wooden structures.

Then, an improvised ladder fell.

And there is no dust......

Because a few days ago, Du Wei had already entered the attic once.

The attic is not very large, with a vertical height of only two meters, and directly opposite is a glass window, which is obscured by old curtains, but still reflects a faint light.

There were some obsolete pieces of furniture around, including sofas, tables, and a bed, as well as a few broken lamps.

On top of that, there's an old-fashioned one-metre-tall freezer with a door open above.

It was left behind by the previous owner of the house and appeared to have been used to store food.

A few days ago, Du Wei gave the freezer electricity and it was able to use normally.

There was a bang.

The door to the freezer was pulled open, revealing a black bag of spicy materials.

"Perhaps, I should find a time to get rid of all this stuff, but I need to be cautious."

Du Wei said this to himself, and at the same time threw the rest of the garbage bags into it, and when he opened the door again, the faint smell of blood had dissipated a lot.

……

At this point, the other side.

Mrs. Mina's house was already a mess.

The furniture was overturned, and the floor was littered with broken cups, saucers, and small appliances.

The family photo hanging on the wall also fell to the ground, and the glass shattered, revealing the photo inside.

Lady Mina and her husband, and the little girl Kelly, who is possessed by evil spirits.

It looks like it's a scene created after an earthquake.

Lady Mina, on the other hand, sat down on the ground and looked horrified at her daughter, who was standing across from her.

Kelly's immature little face did not have the slightest expression, and her eyes became pitch black with a thick malice.

"Mom, why are you taking me to that psychiatrist again?"