It was important to save people, so I didn't chase the boy. Anyway, Lu Minfan knows him, and he will wait for the police to come and let them arrest him. I crouched down to see if the girl in the thread was dead?

There was also gas, and he fainted due to excessive bleeding. I pulled out my phone and called the police. Holy shit, no signal.

How can it be? How can there be no signal in the city center? I pulled out another phone, but there was no signal. What can I do? I flew to the bar to find a landline.

Sure enough, there was a red telephone on the bar. I grabbed it and dialed the number, there was no busy signal, I pulled the phone line, I relied on it, it was broken, it was deliberately broken.

Suddenly I heard a noise in the room on the left, and I was shocked, that guy is hiding in this room? I quickly flashed to the door, and the hotel was silent again.

After waiting for a long time, I reached out and gently twisted the door lock. The door lock of the hotel can only be unscrewed from the inside, and if you want to open it from the outside, you must use a key. I want to bang on the door, but I'm afraid that the guest will live there, so I don't dare to act rashly.

Turn around and tiptoe to the bar to find the key. The main desk on the first floor should have the key to each room, and the room number should be correct.

Let's look at the bar first. Turning to the back of the bar, my heart fluttered at the sight of two female corpses curled up under the crotch of the table. It's a waiter, the navy blue professional suit is still neatly wrapped around a small and delicate body, and the tie that should have been worn on the collar is strangled around the neck.

Lu Minfan and I have only been away for less than half an hour, and this guy has already killed so many people. No wonder there wasn't even a waiter in there when I came in.

What about the guests staying in the room? They wouldn't have been killed too, otherwise there would have been such a big commotion here, and no one would have met them to call the police. I rushed to find the key, but there was no bar or drawer.

When I looked up, I saw a large key ring hanging on the wall on the left, with a dozen keys clasped on the ring. Each key is marked with the room number. I stepped over and removed the keyring in two steps.

The room number that made the sound was 409, and I unlocked the door with the key. The man hid next to the doorframe and kicked it open with his right foot.

Poke your head out and can't see if there is anyone inside, the room is dark and there is no light, and the curtains are still drawn in broad daylight? It's still still, nerve-wracking.

I had to be brave and cautious to break in. A stride to the bathroom door, but there was no one inside. From here you can see a man sitting on the double bed, with his head resting on the back of the bed, his back to me as if asleep.

"Hey, are you a guest here?" I asked the man softly.

No response.

The light was dim and I couldn't see the man's appearance, but I saw a man in white leaning there motionless.

I leaned over slowly, but he still didn't move.

"Hey, who are you, and what are you doing sitting here?" I walked in and raised my hand and patted him on the shoulder, trying to wake him up.

Unexpectedly, the man's head suddenly rolled down like a ball, and his body fell into my arms, and I was so frightened that the Seven Souls let out an exclamation, and ran out of the way. I didn't know where to lose the keyring in my hand, and I stood in the hallway at a loss.

Hurry out and call the police, I turned around and ran to the elevator. If you press the arrow down, the button will not light up, which means that the elevator has stopped running. Damn, what's going on today? In the city center, there is no mobile phone signal. The inexplicable elevator suddenly stopped working. What a bad luck happened to me.

I immediately ran to the staircase again. Hey? Where's that thread girl? Isn't she lying behind this door on her laurels? Why is it gone? Even the blood stains on the floor tiles have disappeared cleanly. Is it hard to have another fire escape?

I looked to the right of the hallway, and there didn't seem to be a second entrance. Unwillingly, I unconsciously walked towards that side, wanting to see what was going on.

After turning around, no other fire escape was found. But I saw a boy in a black cotton jacket, leaning against the window pane at the end of the corridor with a cigarette in his mouth, staring at me.

"Who are you? Who killed these people? I asked the boy.

He ignored me and leaned there as if he didn't hear me. I was shocked in my heart, don't die again.

I was about to turn away, when the boy leaning against the windowpane suddenly followed me stiffly, like a puppet, more like a mummy.

I walk, he goes, I stop, he stops. It's just a move, and the posture remains the same. It's funny and scary. It dawned on me that these corpses were all strangely shaped.

"Are you a human or a ghost? What exactly do you want to do? "I yelled at the zombie-like boy.

Before the voice fell, the boy really stopped and stood there. Immediately, it was like a wooden shelf, which fell apart when the wind blew and collapsed to the ground. Limbs and heads were scattered all over the ground, and bright red blood flowed down the skin. The cigarette in his mouth was still shining.

This time, although I was not frightened and screamed, my legs were so weak that I could barely stand up.