Inside the bloody church.

The air was filled with a strong smell of rust, and those who smelled it were almost disgusted, and on the huge cross, the flesh and blood of the upside-down skeletons were blurred.

"Ahh Yes······ It's Mr. Wang. ”

Wang Shanshan pointed in horror in the direction of the altar, and screamed with a disgraced face.

Follow her line of sight.

Right next to the altar cross, a blood-stained suit was casually discarded on the ground.

"How could it be Wang Song?"

Li Yang's heart was shocked.

Wang Song actually died?

How is this possible?

He clearly remembered the time when he was in the weird hallway.

This guy not only used him as a shield to push those immortals, but at the last moment, he also blocked the last survival channel.

But now, why did Wang Song die here?

"What just happened?"

He Fei also asked the remaining people with a shocked face.

"I ······ We don't know. ”

"When we woke up, it was already like this." Yan Rui hugged Wang Shanshan and said with an innocent face.

"When you wake up?" Li Yang looked at him curiously.

"That's right!"

At this time, I saw Jiang Huan walk out, and said with a solemn face: "After you went out, I don't know why, we fell asleep in a daze, and when we woke up, things became like this." ”

Hearing Jiang Huan's words, several people nodded in unison.

"Asleep?"

Li Yang stood aside and muttered to himself.

Is it such a coincidence?

He and He Fei went to the bathroom to talk for no more than half an hour.

In other words, in this half an hour, Wang Song was actually killed?

If Wang Song has already been killed, then who is Li Yang met in the strange corridor?

Could it be that everything in the corridor just now was really all his own hallucination?

This is where things start to get more complicated.

The murder scene on the second floor, the strange black corridor, and the upside-down corpse on the cross, all of them were like a fog that plagued Li Yang's mind.

Now that there has been a murder, everyone's mood has become heavy.

Jiang Huan took He Fei to take some photos of the scene, found a rope as a cordon, and surrounded the entire altar.

Because there is no signal on the mobile phone, there is no way to call the police for the time being.

Outside the window of the church.

The torrential rain was falling non-stop, and the dark night sky was thundering and lightning.

Several people gathered around the fire, silent, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

"A ruthless doctor, a courteous lawyer, a detective with a heart, a cursed grave, who devours a life every six hours, and seven passers-by trapped in the church, who is the real murderer?"

By the campfire, Li Yang sat on the ground, holding his chin, thinking about the task prompts on the dungeon.

Judging by the current situation.

The quest prompts on this dungeon are a bit out of place.

Although the characters of the doctor, lawyer, and detective mentioned in the copy are all gathered, the personalities of the characters are completely different from those described.

Let's not talk about the dead lawyer Wang Song.

Because Li Yang is also not sure whether the person who appeared in the corridor is Wang Song himself.

Let's just talk about that doctor Yan Rui.

Judging from this kid's gentle and elegant appearance, he takes good care of his girlfriend Wang Shanshan.

It is really difficult for Li Yang to associate him with the words "ruthless".

As for the detective with a lot of thoughts?

Don't be funny~

Ever since He Fei saw Jiang Huan, the cheap smile on his face has not stopped, where did he come from to say that he was full of heart?

"Who's the real culprit?"

Li Yang's eyes wandered around the crowd.

The female nurse Wang Shanshan was too frightened, shrunk in her boyfriend's arms, her face was pale, and Yan Rui patted her shoulder comfortingly.

The female policeman, Jiang Huan, is studying the photos of the crime scene just taken and preparing to make a record.

As for the prisoner, Ah Mao, he still sat next to him with a gloomy face, expressionless, silent.

Everyone's behavior seems to be normal.

Just when Li Yang was thinking about it.

"Shhhh Hush! ”

Next to the bonfire, He Fei sat opposite Li Yang, grimacing at him, and let out bursts of boos in his mouth.

"Damn? What does the dead fat man want to do? Li Yang looked at him in surprise.

When has this been, why is this guy still in the mood to grimace?

I just wanted to wait for Li Yang to turn his head and ignore him.

"Shhhh Hush! ”

He Fei was even more energetic, and he shushed at Li Yang twice with an anxious face.

"What kind of plane?" Li Yang scolded secretly, and couldn't help frowning.

Then, I saw He Fei move his mouth, and said with a mouth shape with an anxious face: "Silver, silver!" ”

"Silver?" Li Yang's face was full of confusion.

What silver?

The dead fat man that the dog said!

He didn't want to go to the altar and pick up Wang Song's wallet, right?

This is too lacking in morality.

As soon as someone died, you were worried about other people's wallets, and there was no humanity left?

Before Li Yang could open his mouth to reject him.

"Silver! Silver! ”

Opposite the campfire.

He Fei was sweating profusely, his already strange face became even more ugly, and he even secretly stretched out his finger and pointed to the ground in front of him?

"What the hell?"

Li Yang looked confused.

Looking along the place He Fei pointed to, there was nothing on the old concrete floor and by the campfire.

"Silver?"

"Silver······ What silver."

Li Yang carefully recalled the shape of He Fei's mouth.

Rub! of a bit.

In an instant, Li Yang snorted violently.

Dog! What bullshit silver, what this guy originally wanted to say was a shadow!

"Shadows?"

"But what's wrong with the shadows?" Li Yang frowned and glanced around the ground vigilantly.

They are in the corner of the church.

The lights of the church and the light of the campfire made their shadows very clearly visible to the ground.

Jiang Huan, A Mao, Yan Rui, Wang Shanshan, He Fei, plus Li Yang himself.

There were six people at the scene, which means that there should be six shadows.

"Is it too much?"

In an instant, this terrifying thought came out of Li Yang's heart.

"One, two, three, four, five, six."

"That's right? Or six. ”

Carefully counting the shadows on the ground, Li Yang frowned strangely.

"What? Isn't that the quantity? ”

Li Yang looked at He Fei's face and looked at him curiously.

I saw that He Fei was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, still secretly pointing to the ground, and kept glancing at him.

"What's going on?"

"You fat man, what can't you say?" Li Yang was not lightly angered by him, and muttered a secret scolding in his heart.

Never mind~

I finally resisted the urge to scold my mother.

Li Yang refocused his gaze on the shadow on the floor.

However, this time.

No sooner had his gaze fallen on his shadow than something frightened had appeared.

"This ·····"

"The number of shadows is correct."

"But······· Isn't this a shadow of yourself at all? ”

"This is clearly the shadow of a woman!"