Chapter 112: The Murder Returns
"The house of Yipin Mingyuan is dangerous!"
Wen Xinyue handed over a few more folders and said, "There are still these places!" ”
I took it, and there were three more experimental locations on it, and they were all marked as being experimenting.
These three places are the same as the introduction of Yipinmeiyuan, only gender, age and cause of death, and the details of the specific experiment are not written.
Even so, some things can still be inferred, the fourth person who was added to the first famous garden, or the fourth deceased, must have been proficient in psychology or hypnosis before his death.
From the moment we opened the door and entered the house, we were already caught in each other's calculations.
If it weren't for Lao Jiu's short dagger today, we would probably all be hypnotized and jump off the balcony on the eighth floor.
"Brother, what are you going to do?" Lao Jiu asked.
"Do him!"
That Mr. Tan moved the experiment from the underground corpse vault to the outside, and it was possible to destroy one by one, and my purpose was very simple, to force the other party to show up.
"Be careful!"
Wen Xinyue frowned, still didn't stop it, but she didn't offer to help.
Leaving from Xinlong Building, I went back to the store with Lao Jiu, on the way, I took a closer look at the three places, and saw that one of them was, I sighed.
Subject No. 489, male, 32, test site, Xiaozhan Hotel, died hanging from his neck.
What caught my attention was the Little Station Hotel, a place that had come into my sight for the third time.
The first time was when Liu Jing told me that the Xiaozhan Hotel and the other seven murderous places formed a gossip shape that surrounded Dongyang Medical College in the center.
The second time was Ma Boyan told me, he said that in addition to the two sisters, he could be sure that it was a person, and several other places, he could not determine whether it was a person or a ghost, and one of them was the Xiaozhan Hotel.
And now, the small station hotel is once again in my sight.
I ordered a little station hotel, and after the matter of Yipin Mingyuan was resolved, I went to explore the small station hotel.
Back in the store, a few of us had an urgent meeting, and finally Qiqiyi made a final decision, "He wants to kill you, what else is there to talk about!" ”
That's true, what the other party wants to do is clear, and it's clearly there, it's to kill us!
As Qiqi said, there is nothing to talk about.
After determining the countermeasures, Liu Jing stayed behind, and we set off to target a famous garden.
Before leaving, I called Zhao Feng and asked him to help check the missing person who was a male in the last year or so, aged thirty-seven, good at psychology and hypnosis.
Although there is no evidence to prove that Mr. Tan is Chan Wai Cheung, it is clear to me that Chan Wai Yin is Mr Tan.
I walk a lot at night, I will always encounter ghosts, I don't believe it, this Mr. Tan has done so many experiments without leaving a single clue.
"Brother, be careful!"
Coming to Yipin Mingyuan again, Lao Jiu smiled on the surface, but he was still a little worried in his heart.
"Yes!"
I nodded.
Go upstairs, get on the elevator, get off the elevator, open the door.
Entering 801 again, there was no wind, no more rushing water that I heard before, and everything seemed to be back to normal.
"What does it smell like?" Lao Jiu sniffed his nose.
"It smells like a foul smell!" I sniffed along.
"Bedroom!"
Qiqi jumped out of my arms and went straight to the bedroom on the left.
"Squeak!"
Before Lao Jiu and I could make a move, Qiqi's angry screams came from the bedroom.
Rushing!
At the same time, a stream of water sounded, and red blood oozed from the crack in the bathroom door, spreading in all directions.
Crash!
There was another sound, the curtains on the balcony slid automatically, and the light in the room dimmed.
"it!"
Lao Jiu exclaimed, and the whole person suddenly took off.
"Grass!"
Turning my head sideways, I reacted the same as Lao Jiu, just behind us, a man hung from the ceiling, and his thighs covered with blue and black veins clamped Lao Jiu's neck, lifting him up little by little.
"Brother!"
Lao Jiu's eyes bulged outward little by little, and he threw down the dagger pinned to his waist with force.
"Edict!"
An evil talisman was thrown, but before it touched Lao Jiu, it turned black in the air, and then turned into a cloud of talisman ash and slowly fell.
Ignoring Lao Jiu's situation, I lowered my head and bent down to pick up the dagger on the ground, and the moment I touched the dagger, a wisp of blood spread out.
In the blood, a strand of jet-black hair suddenly popped out and wrapped around my wrist.
"Huh?"
I didn't even think about it, I bit the tip of my tongue, and squirted out a mouthful of blood on the tip of my tongue at the long black hair, "Break!" ”
Sizzle.
Like a red-hot soldering iron put into cold water, a puff of white smoke rises, the black hair retracts, and even the blood retreats.
I took the opportunity to pick up the dagger, pulled it out and threw it directly at the top of Lao Jiu's head, and the second mouthful of blood spurted out from the tip of my tongue.
There was another sizzle, and the pair of miserable white thighs that were holding Lao Jiu's neck finally let go.
Lao Jiu and the dagger landed almost at the same time.
I wiped it around my waist, pulled out my belt, and whipped it at the man hanging in mid-air, and with a snap, it brought up a cloud of black mist.
At his feet, a few blood-stained strands of hair were wrapped around again.