Their situation is like the legendary ghost wall. The exit is only one step away, but that step, the insignificant distance of half a meter, is like a far away sky, and you can never get out.

Without warning, the five men who were waving their hands and feet abruptly stopped moving, and they fell to the ground one by one in great terror, their eyes wide and dead.

Half an hour later, the security guards found five bodies at the gate that still had a vague body temperature and called the police.

Based on surveillance footage, police conducted alcohol and drug tests on the bodies of the five people, but found nothing. The five had not taken drugs or drunk alcohol before their deaths. But the most puzzling thing is that the medical examiner found something in the stomachs of the five people that made the scalp tingle.

It is a paper of the dead, which is used to worship the ancestors.

The paper was placed on the table in front of the stage, and after being offered, it was ready to be burned the next day. However, for some reason, it appeared in the stomachs of five people.

No one can explain this. The paper in their stomach has obvious traces of chewing, but will normal people eat the paper fragrantly, taste it, and then swallow it?

The suspicions about the deaths of He Tong's five people are not limited to these. But the police couldn't find any trace of his murder, so they had to hastily close the case. Perhaps, the case-handling personnel are also scared and unwilling to go deeper.

When it comes to death cases involving funeral homes, even the police will be perfunctory because of their own fears. So this caused protests from the families of the deceased, and for nearly a month, they came back to the funeral home every day to protest.

I looked at the autopsy results of Sun Liu's five people and the photos of the scene, and frowned. They died a month ago, and before that, the Green Mountain Funeral Parlor often held a dark show, and there were many young people looking for excitement to sneak a peek, but there had never been such a terrible and strange criminal incident.

A month ago, Liucheng, what happened?

I tapped my hands rhythmically on the tabletop, and suddenly my eyes lit up. When the old man Yang Junfei found Zhou Yan's whereabouts, it was revealed that Zhou Yan had come to Liucheng a month ago and infiltrated the Green Mountain Funeral Home. Could it be that he's still around here?

With the ghost gate, he caused strange things to He Tong's five people, and even their deaths were also because of the relationship between the ghost gate?

Wrong! I always felt that something wasn't quite right. Perhaps, the truth is far more complicated than you think!

With the computer screen closed, I grabbed my toiletries and prepared to go to the bathroom at the end of the hallway to brush my teeth and take a shower. Just as he was about to walk out of the dormitory door, a rock slammed through the glass and flew in.

The stone fell to the ground, collided with the thin metal floor, made a screeching sound, and rolled and came to a halt at my feet. I looked at the stone, and there was a layer of white paper wrapped around it.

After a moment's hesitation, I took out the bag from my pocket, untied the paper through the bag, and unfolded it. It's a note, and there aren't many words on it.

I only glanced at it, then ran to the broken window and looked out.

Behind the dormitory building is the exterior wall of the funeral parlor, outside which there are only dark branches swaying in the wind, and there are still any human figures.

I sat down at the table, carefully placed the note on the table, and fell into deep thought.

There were only five words on the note: "If there is danger, run away." ”

The payment is M.

Unfamiliar handwriting, unfamiliar M, but specially came to warn me that I was in danger. What does this mean?

Is it a maze of hostile forces, or is there really danger pressing towards me step by step? But why would that M be kind enough to deliver a message to me?

A swishing wind blew in through the broken window, and I shivered and shivered. In this gloomy funeral parlor full of death, maybe it's really unsafe. It's better to find someone to come and protect yourself!

While thinking, I took out my satellite phone and dialed the phone number of the old man Yang Junfei. But it always shows that no one answers. I called the dead woman Lin Zhiyan again, but I still couldn't get through.

Even the guardian Li Mengyue couldn't be contacted by herself. This is simply impossible, there is only one number in Mengyue's phone book, and that is me. No matter when, where, or where on the planet, as soon as the phone rings, she will be there for me in the fastest time.

This is the principle agreement between the two of us, and she let me go to other places to investigate the case alone.

But even she I couldn't get in touch.

Things are really much more complicated than I imagined.

I squinted, and the satellite phone I held tightly in my right hand was already wet with sweat in my palm.

It seems that the message transmitted by M is true, and he is obviously really in danger!

In Western religious studies, there is a saying that "if a dragon has a reverse scale, it will die, and if a wolf stabs and peeps, it will kill." "It is said that the white corals, shells, and tortoiseshells in the sea are very dangerous, and be careful that the turtles, bird feathers, and rhinoceros bird products should not be kept at home, otherwise the family will be ruined. Vicious animals such as wolves, bears, snakes, monkeys, elephants, etc. Minions, skins, etc. should not be kept at home, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster.

There are many levels of danger, but the most dangerous one is my current condition. All foreign aid could not be contacted for some reason, so they could only be passively confined in the small city of Liucheng, step by step.

I spent the whole night tossing and turning, and I barely fell asleep. I couldn't stand it anymore, and when the first light of the morning pierced through the window, I simply got up.

Outside the door, the morning sun is not enough to penetrate the atmosphere and reach the earth. After a brief wash, I stretched. The chaotic thoughts were blown away by the cool breeze of the morning, and the dizzy head was much more comfortable.

He took a deep breath and the icy air squeezed into his lungs. The funeral parlor at the foot is already open, and the cleaners are sweeping the floor with brooms on various roads.

It's only six o'clock, and the cafeteria is still an hour away from opening.

I walked out of the dormitory, walked to the lounge hall of the funeral home, and sat in a daze. It didn't take long for the sissy to walk in. He had a dark circle on his eye that was larger than mine, and he was cautiously languishing.

Zhang Hui didn't seem to see me, and found a place in the front row in the huge lounge and sat down, his head bowed, his hands fiddling with his head.

In the entire hall, which can accommodate hundreds of people, the two of us sat more than ten meters apart, one in front of the other. Looking at the slogan about death posted on the wall, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

I coughed, walked over and asked, "Senpai, woke up so early?" Didn't the work of the condolence hall start at half past seven? ”

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