Mrs. Lucifer was really dumbfounded this time, even the companions of the criminal police and Mr. Forensic had an accident, what kind of murderer was hidden in this house, she felt that all the internal organs seemed to be twisted together, and she couldn't tell whether it was fear or pain, or a puppet game shrouded by demons.

She stared blankly at the crazy actions of the tall man in front of her, and tried to open her mouth, but found that she couldn't make any sound, like a ragdoll.

"Xiao Yao! No, you must find Xiao Yao!! I'll look for it now!! "Xie Yunmeng can't lose Yun Yeyao, just like Jiang Xinglong couldn't lose Liang Yongxin back then, today, Xie Yunmeng finally feels the pain that Jiang Xinglong felt like he was crazy at the beginning. For this, he did not hesitate to beg anyone.

"Mo Haiyou!! You think of a way!! I beg you to think of a way!! Xiao Yao can't die, he is so smart, he must be hiding somewhere, we must find him!! ”

In the face of Xie Yunmeng's roar, Mo Haiyou didn't want to shout out the pain in his heart as loudly as he did, but he couldn't, he had to stay calm, because the murderer hadn't been caught yet, and it was likely that he would continue to be bloodthirsty somewhere!

"Officer Xie!" Mo Haiyou tried his best to control his voice not to tremble, but his bare feet were already trembling with pain.

Mo Haiyou continued: "We can't leave here, only everyone together is the safest, don't be impatient, I think Xiao Yao will definitely rely on himself to be safe......"

Before Mo Hai finished speaking, his body leaned down sharply towards the side of the big table, it was Xie Yunmeng, his fist fell heavily on the identical but much more indifferent face in front of him, and in an instant, the corner of Mo Hai's right mouth swelled up, but his hand supported the table foot and did not let himself fall.

"Xie Yunmeng! I know you're in a hurry, and I'm just as anxious as you are! But we must make sure that the lives of those present are no longer threatened by the murderers! Do you understand? ”

The moment his fist was thrown, Xie Yunmeng realized how out of shape he was, yes, with his duties as a criminal policeman, he had to take care of the overall situation like Mo Haiyou. Mo Haiyou was right, no matter how cold he said, Xie Yunmeng suddenly felt that they were brothers, relatives connected by blood, and how his heart was not more painful than himself.

Retracting his hand, Xie Yunmeng looked at his fist, and the fire in his heart was gradually cooling down, maybe not just a fist, but the fleeting wetness in Mo Hai's right eye.

Will such an indifferent and lonely forensic doctor also cry? Xie Yunmeng never believed it, but now, what does that wetness represent? It represents the feelings in his heart, which are so close to himself and so similar.

Xie Yunmeng understood, there was no one who could replace Yun Yeyao, so he had to be calm. It is necessary to cooperate with Mo Haiyou to find a breakthrough.

Under the pressure of anxiety and worry, Xie Yunmeng said to Mo Haiyou: "I'm sorry, Forensic Doctor Mo, you are right. ”

Mrs. Lucifer, Yourui, Jasmyn, and Binbai, including Shen Meimi, who locked himself in the room, are all relying on them more or less at the moment, maybe the demon will make a move tonight, maybe the next corpse will appear in this group of people, Mo Haiyou took the tissue handed over by Jasmyn beside him, wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, and threw it into the ashtray without looking at it.

He didn't care about that, he cared about the blood on his hands, 'Is that really your blood?' Xiao Yao, if I can, I can't wait to test it right away to prove that you are not so stupid! Xiao Yao, you must come back alive! Certain! ’

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Under the light of the faint pink halo, the slender woman dragged the man's body, and she looked struggling, constantly stopping and panting.

This man almost ...... just now The woman didn't dare to think any further, she looked back at the man on the ground, his tall and straight body, curled up in a ball at the moment. The eyes were closed into a slender black line, and the corners of the eyebrows that flew up obliquely could no longer bring the young and high-spirited face of the past.

Squatting down and gently brushing away the man's somewhat damp forehead, the woman sighed, let go of the man's legs, and walked to the other end of the room, she was going to get something, something that could hide the man for a while.

Blood-drenched corpses were thrown into the black hole of burning flames, and the smell of charcoal, mixed with the foul stench of putrefaction, spread through the air, drifting little by little into the deep night outside.

A woman really doesn't want to see a man die, but she can't, she can't do more, the past is like this burning black hole, hiding too many secrets and pain.

Loneliness and loneliness spread in a woman's heart, she no longer wants to see anything that has anything to do with the past, but God just doesn't let her go, there are too many fragments in this house that even the woman herself can't tell, so she can't ignore it.

"I'm leaving, please ......" The woman's words were hidden in her throat, and no one knew what she had said. Maybe the man lying on the ground could hear it, or maybe the man would never hear anything again......