In the hotel.

Zhou Zhenguo closed his eyes, leaned back, leaned back in his chair, and looked quite tired.

In front of him, there was a small hole.

It allows him to see Li Liang and Tang Luo's room.

This was secretly made by him after reaching a consensus with Tang Luo, so that it was convenient to keep an eye on Li Liang.

Tang Luo and Xiao Chu went fishing tonight.

Others keep in mind the horror film separation of the single death theorem, and two men and two women are gathered in Donlo's room.

Originally, it was possible to go back to the room to sleep in twos and twos.

But Li Liang had a problem.

High school students don't want to be "alone" with the two of them, and they also feel hairy when they are really alone.

As for being cheeky and going over to get together with the two young ladies.

For the vast majority of high school students, it is impossible.

Everyone just waited here together, in case something happened, there were more people and more power—probably.

So, this night—

The four of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zhou Zhenguo in the other room was also staring at his eyes sour, and he was about to burst into tears.

"No, why do you feel like I'm being stalked?"

Zhou Zhenguo felt that something was wrong with this situation.

Obviously, he is the only senior (pseudo), but as a result, he followed Tang Luo's orders.

The form is completely dominated by the other side.

Why is this happening?

Zhou Zhenguo thought twice and felt that it was not his fault.

The problem lies with the "Master Xuanzang".

This person is not a warrior monk, nor a master, but a demon monk.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Zhenguo's heart is much more balanced.

It's not that our army doesn't work hard, but that the enemy army "has Gundam."

"Ah~~~~"

Li Liang in the next room let out a long yawn, and didn't care about the others, just fell asleep.

He's completely self-defeating now, and he doesn't care if the mission fails.

After all, it feels like the body is being hollowed out.

There is no kidney treasure here, and it can't be replenished.

Everyone is still suspicious of him.

Anyway, that damn old Zhou said that if you don't complete the task once, you won't be punished.

His wife said: Escape is shameful but useful!

"Go to the bathroom?" Bi Wanhui looked at her friend and asked.

"Go."

The friend nodded.

The two walked out of the room adhering to the basic principle of good friends going to the toilet together.

Zhou Zhenguo, who was in the other room, thought for a moment and didn't keep up.

The rooms do not have private bathrooms.

There is a WC at the end of the hallway.

The people who stayed in the hotel were Tang Luo and his party, and there were people cleaning them every day, so it was quite clean.

Friends were guarding the door, and Bi Wanhui walked in to cover the door, looking a little anxious.

It's not that she's really in a hurry.

Instead, I remembered that Li Liang was in the toilet (suspected).

In addition, places like toilets are "regulars" of horror movies.

What a toilet flower, a washroom myrtle - well, the latter seems to be a funny character.

In short, even if a friend is guarding outside, the door is hidden.

When she went to the toilet in the middle of the night, she was still a little panicked and hoped it would be over soon.

Not to mention, this toilet only has an extremely dim kerosene lamp in the corner.

panicked, but some couldn't get through.

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew in this small space, and Bi Wanhui got up suddenly.

When I turned my head, I saw that the small window next to it was not closed.

Bi Wanhui breathed a sigh of relief, it was dark outside the small window, and she could stuff a big watermelon if she died.

The cold wind blew through the door that had been hidden open a little.

Bi Wanhui heard a distinct sound of footsteps.

"Cheng Cheng, are you still there?" Bi Wanhui shouted loudly, for fear that her friend would be impatient to leave.

"It's still there."

A friend's voice came from outside, but the second half of the next sentence was not said to Bi Wanhui, "There are people inside, you can clean it later." ”

Bi Wanhui thought that the footsteps she heard should be the sound of the hotel's cleaning staff approaching.

Recall for a moment that the footsteps just now were gradual, not distant.

There were people outside, and Bi Wanhui was a lot more relieved.

You can vaguely see a figure shaking in the crack of the door about two fingers wide.

Not very really.

After a while, Bi Wanhui, who was finished, washed her hands and pushed the door.

The door that opened outwards hit the backs of the people outside.

"Don't stand in the way." Bi Wanhui said, and at the same time increased her strength a little.

"Bump!"

The sound of heavy objects crashing on the wooden floor was heard.

Bi Wanhui's action of pushing the door suddenly stopped.

The voice sounded in front of the door.

The dim light that had been blocked by human figures shone into the toilet.

Bi Wanhui's eyes widened.

She saw a pitch-black liquid flowing through the crack in the door and into the toilet.

It was dark red blood spreading across the floor.

"Ahh

The frightened cry turned into a shriveled hoarse sound due to too much fear, and it could almost be said that it was pressed under the throat.

Fortunately, there was a loss of voice, but there was no loss of strength.

Bi Wanhui pushed the door desperately and squeezed it out of the widening crack in the door.

In a panic, she tripped over an "object" on the ground.

Slammed into the ground.

Seeing a pair of wide, godless, dead eyes, appear in front of him, glaring at her.

It seems to be an accusation of something.

Half of my friend's face was stained dark red by the blood on the ground.

Bi Wanhui, who fell to the ground, was also stained with blood.

The pungent smell of blood only began to irritate the nasal passages until now.

The sense of smell, which seemed to suddenly begin to fall asleep at some point, suddenly woke up again at this moment.

Bi Wanhui didn't quite know how she got up from the ground.

All she remembered was when she rushed to the door of her room.

The door to the room was also just opened.

Xiao Zhou, a high school student, was shocked when he saw the blood on her face.

almost closed the door, allowing the door to make intimate contact with Bi Wanhui's nose.

"She's ...... Dead"

Bi Wanhui only had time to say these three words.

I don't know if it's the reason for the excessive stimulation, but my eyes are dark and I faint completely.

————

In a small alley not too far from the hotel.

Two figures were approaching.

A man and a woman dressed up.

One of them is a women's clothing boss.

Women's clothing boss Xiao Chu is still a little excited.

Tang Luo and Xiao Chu searched the man's house and did find some interesting clues.

A letter.

A very simple letter.

The content of the letter is to tell the man named Hodge, who was turned into a headless corpse by Don Luo as Jack the Ripper.

To join them, you must have a petition.

Of course, the petition is not the original words, the original words are, "they" need to be presented.

Who are "they"?

Tang Luo and Xiao Chu had no way of knowing.

The letter is signed at the end of the letter as a symbol, most likely representing an organization.

As for what the gift is, it goes without saying.

This Hodge was a temporary idea, not a one—at least not a simple one.

In addition, Tang Luo and Xiao Chu also discovered Hodge's identity.

He was a doctor, ex-doctor, to be precise.

The specific situation still needs to be investigated.

This person may be an important breakthrough!

"Master, I also have a bold idea."

Xiao Chu said behind Tang Luo.

"What thoughts?" Tang Luo didn't stop, asking as he walked.

"Jack the Ripper, maybe not alone!" Xiao Chu was as happy as if he had discovered a new continent, "You say, is it possible, Jack the Ripper is actually an organization!" ”

"Maybe Jack the Ripper was just a man in the beginning."

"But then others saw that it was profitable and simply formed an organization to act in the name of Jack the Ripper and gain benefits."

"That Hodge, most of the time, is a peripheral person who wants to join."

"And I don't think this organization is simple, there must be big people in it, but I don't know if there are people with extraordinary abilities."

At first, everyone thought that Jack the Ripper must have special abilities.

There is almost no doubt about that.

And now Xiao Chu speculates that Jack the Ripper is not just a person, but more likely an organization.

Then, it is not certain whether Jack the Ripper has special abilities.

It's an organization, and it's a special ability.

Will the task be too difficult?

"Quite possibly."

Tang Luo nodded, but his expression was calm, and there was no excitement.

He is not a detective, so he thinks he is an ordinary person with a normal IQ, mediocre, and not a very intelligent character.

Through clues, all kinds of clues to deduce the truth, is not his field of expertise.

For Tang Luo, as long as there is a big way forward.

It doesn't really matter if Jack the Ripper is an organization or a person.

"There is no hint of mission completion, and it seems that we must have tangible evidence, or find or even destroy that organization."

Xiao Chu is still relatively confident in his inference.

Speaking of which, the setting of "the murderer is not a person, but a group of people" is not particularly uncommon.

It is nothing more than limiting the thinking with some established stereotypes.

Once broken, it suddenly becomes clear.

"Then follow what you think and look it up." Tang Luo said, grabbed Xiao Chu, and returned to the hotel over the wall again.

"I really saw it!"

As soon as I came to the door of the room, in the room where the sound insulation effect was not too good, Bi Wanhui's voice came.

The voice is hoarse, rapid, and feels like a roar.

"Something's wrong?"

Xiao Chu was stunned for a moment and immediately knocked on the door.

There was an immediate silence inside.

"It's us, we're back!"

Xiao Chu said against the door.

The door opened, revealing Zhou Zhenguo's tired face.

Before Xiao Chu could react, he was pulled in.

Tang Luo walked behind and closed the door with his hand.

There were four people in the room.

The same number as Tang Luo and the others before they left.

But the "configuration" has changed.

A female college student was replaced by a middle-aged uncle with a beer belly and an ugly face.

It's not happy at all.

"What's going on?"

The solemn atmosphere in the room made Xiao Chu too late to change into his clothes.

"You change your clothes first, something happened, Master Xuanzang."

Zhou Zhenguo said.

Obviously, in his mind, only Tang Luo is reliable and can solve the problem.

Xiao Chu, who was underestimated, was a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and walked to the side and began to change his clothes.

"Cheng Cheng is dead."

The expression on Bi Wanhui's face was still frightened.

However, the blood stains on his body have disappeared.