"You'd better say a few words!" Wang Feng glanced at Sherlock Holmes very helplessly: "None of the words that come out of your mouth are good, other people's mouths have been opened, and your mouths have also been opened, the difference between you and others is that what you say is all the opposite." ”

Sherlock Holmes glanced at Wang Feng with disdain: "You are really a wolf-hearted dog, I just saved you, and now you will come to me." ”

"You saved me, tell me that you are two different things, please don't confuse the public." Wang Feng took out a flashlight from his backpack.

The light illuminates the attic.

Holmes immediately grabbed Wang Feng's hand, swallowed his saliva, and stared ahead.

"What are you doing?" Wang Feng suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"I seem to see a hand." After Holmes finished speaking, he slowly moved Wang Feng's hand to the left.

The hand that had been dry appeared in the light.

"Back ......"

Holmes slowly moved his body backwards, trying to distance himself from the hand to prevent accidents.

"I knew it was going to be like this......" Wang Feng stared at the hand and moved it back little by little, for fear of making a sound.

"Are you ready?"

Holmes's voice trembled a little, he had never been like this before, and after going through that series of events, his heart had become cowardly.

Wang Feng nodded, and moved the light of the flashlight to the left again by an inch or so.

"Let's see what kind of monster it is?"

A shriveled woman appeared in the halo created by the flashlight, while she sat on a bench and looked at the ceiling of the attic with her mouth long.

"It turned out to be a dry corpse, it scared me." Holmes breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the appearance of the female corpse.

"There's no way around it, after all, when you encounter so many weird things, you're afraid of sudden surprises now." Wang Feng slowly stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks: "This is also understandable, I would rather stay with this corpse than those monsters." ”

"Me too, I've never felt so beautiful with a corpse."

Holmes fully agreed with him.

The two walked over slowly, the female corpse was weathered, the flesh and skin were tightly clinging to the bones, and it looked like a dry scarecrow from a distance. Her right hand was on the bench, and her legs were tightly tied with hemp rope, and it looked like she had been doing it for some time.

"There's something in the corpse's mouth."

Holmes put on his gloves and snatched the flashlight away.

"You're trying to scare me to death!" Wang Feng was taken aback by him: "Do you know that people are scared to death?" ”

"Don't make a noise...... "Sherlock Holmes held a flashlight in one hand and reached for it with the other.

Wang Feng felt that something was wrong, this corpse was a little unnatural, as if something had been ignored by the two of them.

"Wait a minute!"

He quickly grabbed Sherlock Holmes to stop him.

"There are still dried bodies hidden in the victim's home...... We don't know where the dried corpse came from, but have you ever seen a corpse like this? ”

Sherlock Holmes also came to his senses, then returned the flashlight to Wang Feng and said, "You can help me shine a light ......."

He picked up the corpse's hand and examined it carefully.

"The moisture is really serious, and not only that, but it's carbonized."

Sherlock Holmes broke the knuckles of his fingers again, only to find that the corpse's fingers were completely unable to move.

"It's so hardened, if I'm not mistaken, to form such a dried corpse, it must be in a dry and hot state." The more Wang Feng thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, such a dried corpse could only form in the desert, but this place in London was not eligible.

Could it be that the woman in front of her did not die in London, but in the desert, but why did the deceased hide these bodies in the attic? There must be a shady secret. ”

Wang Feng felt full of suspicions, but lacked a breakthrough, and it was precisely because of this that he had become a headless fly.

Holmes slowly stood up, then touched the deceased's cheek with his hand.

At this moment, the corpse suddenly grabbed Holmes's hand.

"Fuck me!" Holmes almost didn't die on the spot.

Wang Feng directly pulled Holmes's body backwards, aimed at the corpse and kicked his arm off.

"Are you alright? Sherlock holmes! ”

Holmes covered himself and breathed heavily: "It's really terrifying, why did the corpse suddenly move?" Could it be that this guy is also the living dead out there? ”

"Nope! Don't know what this guy is though? But definitely not the living dead out there. It seems that this case is not as simple as we imagined. ”

Ran to the left side and rolled directly, got the pistol that had just dropped, and aimed it at the corpse.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three bullets went straight into the body of the dried corpse.

"This dry corpse ......" Holmes wanted to ask if the dry corpse in front of him was dead? But if you think about it, the dried corpse in front of you is dead.

Wang Feng slowly moved towards the dry corpse, and at this moment, the dry corpse quickly stood up, and his arm grew out again in an instant, and a low roar came out of his mouth and pounced on him.

"Wang Feng!"

Because the distance between the two was already very close, Wang Feng, the surprise attack of the dry corpse, was well prepared, and he couldn't dodge.

"Silence...... Arrival ......"

The sound made by the dried corpse was like the sound of some insects flapping their wings, making Wang Feng's scalp tingle, and goosebumps had fallen to the ground.

Holmes rushed over, rode on the corpse, and strangled the corpse's neck with his arm.

The strength of the dried corpse is surprisingly large, and even so, Ziwang Feng has no way to break free.

The hair of the dried corpse fell out at the thought of it, and the back of his head was a man's face that watched as Holmes cracked his mouth.

"Wang Feng! You guy, what are you still grinding around? Run! Sherlock Holmes thought that Wang Feng was rubbing and hurriedly urged.

Wang Feng scolded: "Holy shit, I want to run too!" But this guy had so much strength that I couldn't break free at all. ”

"Damn it!" Holmes's gums were shaking.

Two arms grew from the back of the dry corpse, and Holmes was tightly gripped, and its neck rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and Holmes's arms were broken violently.

"Ahh Holmes screamed, pain digging into his spine like a worm.

"Sherlock Holmes!"

Wang Feng grabbed the gun in his hand and aimed it at the monster's neck and smashed it: "Go die, monster." ”

The dry corpse laughed, as if mocking his incompetence.

The moment the gun touched the dried corpse, it actually melted into his body.