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The cold five fingers retracted at a very slow speed, and firmly held Qin Heng's palm in the palm of his hand.

This kind of action was Chu Ke's favorite thing to do when he was alive.

She thinks that when her fingers are close to each other, the closest distance between the people she loves is attached.

At that time, he was tired of her request for such a move, and now, when 'she' interlocked his fingers with him again, that disgust turned into a huge fear, causing Qin Heng's body to instantly lose all ability to react.

The entrance to the cave where his arm stretched out was originally pitch black, and there was not the slightest light or shadow in sight, but at this time, Qin Heng seemed to see a shadow slowly approaching.

'Knock', 'knock', there was a 'person' moving his heavy footsteps, holding his hand, moving closer and closer to the door.

Through the gap in the door lock, out of the corner of his eye, he could see the reflection like a hill outside, and a cold aura penetrated through the broken lock hole and the crack in the door, freezing Qin Heng's upper and lower teeth violently, making a 'gurgling' sound.

Don't come in......

Don't come in......

Don't come in......

His mind went blank, and there was only one thought back and forth, and fear was like an invisible hand, grasping his heart and kneading it, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

All the sounds in my ears were gone, and the sound of a fierce heartbeat overpowered everything.

At this moment, Qin Heng couldn't even muster up the courage to look down at the gap in the door lock to confirm who was holding his hand outside.

On the other side, Song Qingxiao and No. 2 were trapped in an increasingly thick fog.

She came here yesterday, it was a mission, and it was very likely that this was the first mission scene, and Song Qingxiao and No. 2 had already memorized the route when they came out of 17-4.

She clearly remembers that there are Huapu on both sides of the entrance of the building, due to the lack of people to take care of it, overgrown with weeds, and there are trees on both sides, and you can reach the gate of the property management office by walking down to the right for two or three minutes.

With the footsteps of No. 2 and Song Qingxiao, after entering the community, this little distance can be reached in the blink of an eye, but at this time, after turning around twice, I still can't touch the shadow of the building.

Even if there is a divine consciousness to guide the way, the divine consciousness is also greatly limited under the shroud of dense fog, and it is difficult to break through this obstacle and find the right way.

This fog is really a bit evil, and the two of them walked for a long time, as if they were spinning in place.

No. 2 couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help asking:

"By the way, how long Chu Ke has been dead, do you remember?"

In No. 2's memory, Chu Ke has been dead for eight days!

He was resting in the lounge at the same time as Captain Shen, who didn't go home, last night, and No. 2 had a tentative listening and learned some news from Captain Shen's mouth.

Chu Ke has a habit of calling her husband Qin Heng at ten o'clock every night, and in the lounge, Captain Shen mentioned that her last call record was seven days ago.

At this time, it was past twelve o'clock, and the calculation time was already more than eight days.

But the dense fog in front of him is getting bigger and bigger, this fog is full of yin qi, and the resentment is extremely strong, and even No. 2 faintly feels that this thing is not only sticking to people's bodies, but also corroding people's consciousness.

The surroundings are so quiet that you can't hear the insects and birds, and the hustle and bustle of the city has disappeared completely, so quiet that people can't help but be frightened.

In the vast sea of fog, as if a pair of eyes were coldly staring at the two people who broke into the fog, Song Qingxiao's mind couldn't help but think of the pair of Miss Chu's eyes that were blocked by the glass when the bathroom door opened yesterday afternoon.

"It could be seven days."

"Seven days?"

Her answer seemed to startle Two, and he involuntarily raised his voice and repeated, "Her last call was a week ago, but it was past twelve o'clock, wasn't it eight days?" ”

"Her last phone call was eight days ago." But when she took a shower, it was supposed to be after the phone call," the medical examiner said, and she didn't die immediately after she fell, but stayed up for a while before she died. ”

In other words, the reason for Chu Ke's death was not to fall, but to have no way to ask for help, and finally wait for death.

In this way, it is also possible that she will die after twelve o'clock, at this time in the middle of the night, exactly seven days.

Two's breathing instantly became a little rapid, as if he thought of something terrible.

At this time, he didn't even care about hiding his strength anymore, he flicked the hem of his clothes, grabbed something from his waist and clamped it between his fingertips, and read a sentence in his mouth:

"Tiangang is upright, broken!"

In an instant, in the midst of a cloud of mist, a red fire lit up.

Although the light was only a small cluster, a huge spiritual power emanated from it.

As soon as No. 2 put his hand down, the rune paper burned bigger and bigger, floating in the air, burning the surrounding mist to a 'crackling' sound, emitting a pungent stench.

The dense fog was like giving birth to a spirit, and the moment the fire ignited, it was like encountering a natural nemesis, and they scattered and fled.

But the burning rune paper only lasted two or three seconds, and the fire dimmed.

However, these few seconds were enough for No. 2 and Song Qingxiao, as soon as the dense fog dispersed a little, the Huapu covered by the fog appeared, and the old doorway at the entrance of the building was also clearly visible.

Song Qingxiao took this opportunity and walked quickly in the direction of the courtyard.

The two of them stepped up the steps, the rune paper that led the way was extinguished, and the rune ash floating in the air was once again swallowed by the thick fog that had re-surrounded them.

The entrance to the first floor of the building was also full of billowing fog, and as soon as the two of them entered the foyer, they felt that the temperature here was much cooler than outside.

This reminded Song Qingxiao of the morgue in the guard hall yesterday evening, in order to keep the corpse from rotting, when the cabinet containing the corpse was opened, a large white mist locked in the cabinet floated out, similar to the scene in front of him, but the dense fog at this time was much heavier than that of the corpse storehouse.

The mist adsorbs on the tiles on the inside of the building, converging into droplets of various sizes, and when it drips down, it emits a 'tick-answer' echo, which is extremely harsh.

As soon as the two entered the building, they slowed down, held their breath, and let go of their senses.

The entrance of this building is not far from the location of the elevator, and Song Qingxiao walked a few steps and found that something was not quite right.

The floor tiles of the building are very old, and it is normal for the fog to roll in here, and the floor tiles are a little damp, but she can feel that in some places, the water traces are deeper, and when the feet are stepped on and lifted, the soles of the feet leave the ground, making a subtle 'stain' sound, which is not loud, but in such a quiet environment, it is very distinct.

She stepped on it again and tried it, and the water there was clearly different from the moisture in other places.

Song Qing paused in small steps, and No. 2, who was walking on the other side, also stopped as if he sensed something.

She bent down and reached out to touch the ground, and the tiles on the ground were cold and lewd, and the dense droplets of water on them were scratched by her fingertips, and a mark of water was made.

Next to these traces of water are shallow puddles of water, which are not formed, and the temperature of the floor tiles is more icy than in other places.

As soon as you touch your fingertips, the chill goes straight to your heart through your fingers, making your back shiver.

She stretched out her fingers and measured, this size, it should be the size of a woman's foot, there was a 'person' who entered here one step ahead of her and the number two.

And the 'woman' who returned to this community in the middle of the night, except for Chu Ke, I am afraid there is no 'person' on the side.

Song Qingxiao withdrew his hand and put it to his nose and smelled it, the water stained on his fingertips carried a faint stench, the smell was like the strange smell emitted when rotten meat had just been thawed.

She couldn't help but rub her fingers, which were a little sticky and uncomfortable.

Song Qingxiao held back the feeling of nausea, and before he could speak to No. 2, the released divine sense sensed that in the corner of the left front, something was hiding in the corner, as if waiting for the two prey, jumping into the trap.