Chapter 229: Oil Painting of Four Human Faces
The darkness smelled like a rat's carcass,
Something was constantly moving on the doorknob of the closed door,
I don't know why there is always a woman's voice gently rubbing in my ears,
There is always the sound of chopping bones in the empty kitchen,
In the invisible shadows, there seem to be very children running around lively,
Outside the half-open and half-closed window that creaked in the wind, there was a strange bloody handprint of eight fingers,
In the invisible wall behind the curtains, there is always the sound of fingernails scratching,
Under the somewhat rusty folded wire bed, there was a constant sound of dripping wet water droplets slipping down,
The ceiling fan on the ceiling overhead seems to be hanging a person,
Vaguely, I always feel that someone behind me is always calling my name,
The night here is dark,
In the dark night, this human city seemed to have become an empty city all of a sudden, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and only the occasional miserable and desperate wail of people could be heard in the shadows of the night.
It was a silent world of only dark shadows, only fear, curse, despair, and wailing, and there was only silence except the strange wails in the night, and suddenly! There was a messy footstep that disturbed the silence of the world.
It was a combat squad of four people armed with sophisticated thermal weapons.
Judging by their well-trained, well-guarded, resolute faces, and typical white Western skin, it is clear that this is a Western elite army that has sneaked into the war-torn region of the Southeast Asian country.
But this elite combat team, at this time, everyone was wounded, and there were still undried blood stains, and it seemed that they had just experienced a battle.
"What now? After inexplicably falling into an ambush circle by unknown forces, we have been separated from the main force of the evacuating overseas Chinese for two hours, and we have been circling this damn city for two hours without getting out. β
"I don't know if you feel the same way as me... How do I feel the colder and colder I walk around, and I can't help but stand up cold hairs. It's dark now, and as mentioned above, the city becomes very dangerous when it gets dark. β
"BullShit! The city is so weird, the night vision devices are out of work, the flashlights are out of work, even the city street lights, shop lights... All the lighting equipment was useless, and it could only be dimly lit for a few meters, as if some monster had eaten all the light. It's so depressing that we have to get out of it, and I always have a bad feeling that the longer we stay in this city, the more dangerous we become. β
"I think the most urgent thing for us at the moment should be to find a relatively safe house and hide in it for the night when the environment is unfamiliar. Remember what the top authorities told us? If you get lost in this city and don't leave it before dark, remember the phrase, don't go out when it's dark! I don't think the boss will say this for no reason, there must be some special warning. β
It turned out that this was a combat squad that secretly lurked in the war zone to evacuate overseas Chinese without the permission of the sovereign state, but accidentally separated from the main force. At this time, the four wounded combat squads, with their backs to the marble faΓ§ade of a hotel, disagreed on whether to go or stay.
Just when the four of them suppressed their voices and argued, suddenly, a few sudden gunshots rang out and went out under the night sky, and the four of them hurriedly hid in the nearest hotel.
In the strange darkness of the night, which could barely illuminate a range of a few meters, with the help of the dim light of the tactical flashlight, the four of them stumbled, and finally took refuge in this luxuriously decorated hotel.
Although there are lights in the hotel lobby, under the suppression of the night, they can barely provide a few meters of lighting, drowsy, gloomy, the four of them are tense muscles and hold up the hot weapon spear in their hands, while vigilantly searching the lobby to eliminate hidden dangers.
As a result, the four people were surprised to find that the hotel lobby was unusually clean.
It seems that this luxury hotel has not been affected by the war, and it is spotlessly clean, as if it has been deliberately cleaned.
In this strange city, the four of them did not dare to separate, so they could only search together, this is a luxuriously decorated hotel, all marble lavish lobby walls, hung with world-famous paintings.
The fact that any famous painting is worth a lot of money in the outside world but has not been stolen is a bit strange in itself.
With the help of dim and unknown light, the four of them did not notice any danger in the lobby, and their bodies were tense all the time, so they lowered the muzzle of their guns slightly. At this time, the four of them stood in the lobby near the staircase leading to the second floor, ready to retreat at any time in case of any emergency. At this time, the four of them planned to go or stay, and continued to discuss.
It was suggested that the hotel should be left behind, but there were no bullet holes or bodies in the hotel, indicating that it was safe for the time being.
But some people say that it is too clean, and the more out of place it is, the more it indicates that the place is quirky, and it is recommended to leave the hotel immediately.
In the dark, the four of them quarreled again over whether to go or stay.
"Don't make any noise, look at this painting on the wall behind you, do you feel this painting, where does it feel weird?"
Hearing this, the other three turned their heads to look at an oil painting hanging on the marble wall behind them.
In the dim light, it is vaguely seen that this oil painting looks like a house... It seems that this is the hotel in front of you. But under the distortion of dim and unknown light, the more I look at it, the more I feel the strangeness of this painting.
It's like... It's like piecing together a hotel from a few human faces!
It is reminiscent of a supernatural reasoning game that looks at a picture to find out how many human faces.
"A... Two... Three... Four... Looks like there are four faces?"
"What kind of shit oil painting is this? Look at the picture and guess a few faces? How can there be such a terrifying oil painting in a hotel, with this oil painting hanging, who will come to this hotel, I bet that this hotel will definitely not have business." β
The more they watched, the more frightened they felt.
"Big... Everyone, do you have any feelings, painting the four faces of the hotel, very... Looks like the faces of the four of us?"
"This face looks like Anderson, look, there's a black mole on the nose. β
"It's... This one looks like I'm... I have a scar on my face......"
The owner of the voice, the more he spoke, the more he trembled.
"I think we're going to have to get out of this hotel right now! I'd rather stay outside than spend another second in this overly clean hotel!"
This time there was no objection, the footsteps were messy, and they were ready to evacuate from the hotel.
"Go, go, retreat, retreat!"
However......
One minute, two minutes... The hotel was quiet, quiet, and no one ever left.
A few minutes passed... Suddenly!
Gunshots rang out, and then a man covered in blood ran out of the hotel with a frightened face.
However, as soon as one of his feet stepped out of the hotel door, his body immediately seemed to be grabbed by something behind him, and he was dragged back into the hotel in a terrible wail......