Anyang has already gotten off the plane and arrived in country Y.

It's raining here, very much.

He was drenched in the rain, but he didn't have time to care.

As I walked, I listened to the person next to me report on the current situation.

"BOSS, there are twenty-three places that match now, distributed in various corners, if we want to find out, at least a week."

An Yang stopped, his face sank: "The place will not be selected in a crowded location, the downtown area with a lot of people will be discharged, and the rest will be selected and sent to my mailbox before I go back to the hotel." ”

After he finished speaking, he bent down and got into the car.

The car sped away.

He couldn't wait, he was already going crazy.

It's the fifth day.

The fifth day of his warmth!

Five days...... What will happen?

He didn't dare to think about it, especially those behind it.

And what will they do?

Murder and arson......

All sorts of things.

The cold air in Anyang's body is almost turning into substance.

The driver did not dare to speak, and stepped on the accelerator and went directly to the hotel.

As soon as he entered, the assistant's information came in.

An Yang hurriedly turned on the computer, sat in front and watched.

Removing those places, there are five estates that match the location.

The first was the Carlton family's estate, a deserted place that had been uninhabited for a few years, and was later bought by a wealthy man, and nothing else was heard from.

The second is a predominantly wine-making estate on the outskirts of the city, with a large wine cellar inside.

The third one is also suburban, but it is for its own use, and no one knows what it does, but according to the survey, it can be known that it should be used for living in people, and not for other purposes.

The fourth is an estate in the seaside highlands.

It's not wonderful, it's overgrown, and this one is really abandoned.

The last ......

When Anyang clicked on the information, the whole person seemed to have been struck by thunder, looking at the line of words on it, people were trembling.

The hand holding the mouse clenched violently.

West African Institute of Estate.

Private estate, castle style.

One of his nightmares.

An Yang stared at the picture above, with a bit of bloodshot in his eyes, and the past that he thought was buried was being picked up little by little.

When he was a teenager, he went to that estate.

He went in with a bunch of children, people his age.

On the first day they entered, they were entertained with good food and drink, and on the second day, the food was halved.

The third day is also halved......

Originally, everyone didn't think there was anything, but within a few days, a child killed someone with a knife.

The white knife went in, the red knife came out, and he stabbed his closest friend more than a dozen times in a row.

In the end, I don't know why, but when they came to their senses, they locked up the kid with the man he killed.

Forced him to look at the corpse.

Within three days, the kid was crazy.

It's like having an infectious disease, and the children here are going crazy one after another.

When there is no food, they eat meat.

Eat the flesh of the slain.

Everyone was caught in a strange slaughter.

They're teenagers, but they're living in hell.

And he ......

There was no killing, and there was no cannibalism.

He entered a room and locked all the doors and windows.

It's tightly blocked, which makes people panic at the bottom of their hearts.

He was inside, listening to the ghosts and wolves howling outside, and even blood would flow in.

He's always been far away.