Ning Shu silently watched as the uncle wore gloves, touched his hands into the internal organs, cut open his stomach and examined it carefully.

It's really uncomfortable, Ning Shu swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently.

"Who do you think the murderer will be?" Zhang Jiasen next to him asked towards Ning Shu.

"Everybody is suspicious." Ning Shu said lightly.

The people who were in the same room with the deceased, including her and Mei Ziqing, were all suspicious, maybe the original owner would kill the deceased before she entered this body.

It could also be that several people in the room collaborated to kill someone, or it could be Pan Chen, the owner of the brush.

In short, there are countless possibilities, so there is no certainty at all.

Why did Fan Junyang, the head of the club, choose such a place, when Ning Shu looked outside through the window, there were several families around, very quiet, and occasionally two dogs barked.

There was not a single figure.

Ning Shu couldn't figure out why the first person to die would be the person next to her.

Each death is different, the order is different, and there is no pattern at all.

Everyone in the Chinese Painting Society is suspicious, but everyone is in danger.

Zhang Jiasen narrowed his eyes, "Is it possible that the power of ghosts?" ”

"It shouldn't be the power of a ghost." Mei Ziqing shook her head, "I have a psychic physique, and there is no strange magnetic field around me. ”

Ning Shu looked at Mei Ziqing in some surprise, but he didn't expect Mei Ziqing to have the ability.

Ning Shu thought about it, picked up Zhang Jiasen's hand next to him and pinched it, his fingers were stained with blood, he muttered a spell in his mouth, and smeared the blood on his eyelids.

"Cut, your body is not a place. Male. Ning Shu's expression was very disgusted, and as a result, he couldn't see anything.

Ning Shu wiped the blood from his eyelids.

"It's very normal around here, and these deaths are man-made." The uncle said lightly, "Throw the body out." ”

The uncle took off the gloves, threw them on the corpse, and then sprayed his hands with a germicidal spray.

"What's going on?" Out of the room next to the hall came an old woman, who was rickety, with a lot of old age spots on her face and snow-white hair.

There was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl beside him, the girl was pulling the corner of the old woman's clothes, the girl was wearing a thick cotton coat, her eyes were very strange, her pupil was a very small black spot, the rest of the eyes were gray whites, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of shadow.

"This, this ......" The old woman staggered in fright when she saw the corpse with her internal organs exposed on the table, "what are you doing?" ”

"You go, you're not welcome here." The old woman looked in a hurry.

"Grandma, what's wrong?" The girl tugged at the corner of the old woman's coat tightly.

"How can you kill people in my house, you go, you will be punished for this." The crutches in the hands of the old woman are straight and pestle.

"Mother-in-law, we didn't kill this person." Super tasker Lu Shanshan said gently.

"I don't care, anyway, you can't live in my house anymore." The old woman waved her hand again and again, looking resolute.

Lu Shanshan frowned, and said to the blind girl: "Sister, now that the snow is falling so hard, we have no way to leave, please let us stay here, this person is really not killed by us."

The girl tugged at the corner of the old woman's clothes, "Grandma, let them live here, there have never been so many people in the house." ”

"Girl, you didn't see what they did." The old woman looked anxious.

"We give five times as much for accommodation." Lu Shanshan said.

"Grandma, with this money, I can go to the hospital to get my eyes treated." The girl said happily.

The old woman sighed and did not speak.

Lu Shanshan compared a V to the school doctor's uncle, the uncle's expression was very indifferent, staring at his hands, and there could not even be a little dirt in his fingernails.

Ning Shu carefully observed the pair of grandchildren, this pair of grandchildren are the owners of this house, this blind girl heard that she has had an eye disease since she was a child, and she was born blind, and her parents went out to work and have not come back for many years.

There is no news either, I don't know if it's dead or what.

This old woman's husband died a long time ago.

Ancestors and grandchildren depend on each other.

President Fan Junyang chose this house because it is the only two-story house in the neighborhood, and there are 32 people in the club to live in it.

Although it has two floors, it is very dilapidated.

"Throw the body out." Uncle said lightly.

Ning Shu really couldn't bear to look directly at the corpse with his internal organs exposed, stretched out his hand to drag the corpse, Mei Ziqing took his hand, "I'll help you." ”

The two stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and carried the body to the foot of the courtyard wall.

Ning Shu stuffed snow into the abdomen of the corpse, and then covered the corpse with snow, which would slow down the decay of the corpse.

Mei Ziqing piled snow on the corpse and said to Ning Shu, "Who do you think the next person will be?"

"Don't make it." I don't know what kind of murder the killer is, and I don't know why I killed these people.

The motive for the murder is unknown, the method of murder is unknown, and everyone is a suspect.

Ning Shu wiped the blood on his hands with snow, and suddenly asked Mei Ziqing: "You said that you are psychic, do you see the soul of the deceased?"

Mei Ziqing shook her head, "No, I didn't feel anything." ”

All people have souls, and the souls of the dead dissipate so quickly?

Ning Shu is a paste in his head, is his IQ really too low?

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and after a while, Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing's bodies were covered with snowflakes.

Mei Ziqing pulled Ning Shu into the room, and several people in the hall sat around the table.

These people are all taskers and are now discussing things.

Everyone has one idea and slowly sorts things out.

"Oops, I'm getting mouth sores." A boy covered his mouth with a helpless expression

The boy's eyes turned to Ning Shu's face and said, "I heard that the saliva of the sister paper can treat mouth ulcers."

Ning Shu shook his head and said, "There is no scientific basis for this."

Why talk about such things when you are so serious?

Obviously, Lu Shanshan is more beautiful, don't ask Lu Shanshan to spit and ask her if she wants, is this body also beautiful?

As soon as I saw such a hanging, I knew that it was 795 who choked the super tasker before, and scolded the super tasker for being a super prostitute. Woman.

"Give me a little of your saliva, okay, it hurts badly, and it hurts when you touch your tongue." 795 Chao Ningshu said.

Ning Shu was really annoyed, clicked, clicked a mouthful of phlegm from his throat, and spit on the table, "You lick it." ”

795:……

Others: ......

The uncle looked at Ning Shu with a fierce murderous look in his eyes, "Wipe it clean." ”

Ning Shu: ......

Ning Shu wiped the phlegm off with straw paper, and 795 no longer asked Ning Shu for saliva.

Zhang Jiasen looked at Ning Shu silently, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ah......h

"Dead Man......"