Her home is on the eleventh floor of the elevator apartment, which is very close to the noble residential area where Ouyang Jianhua is located, but it is more than one level behind. It's a very old building, probably more than a decade old. The elevator is very unsafe, and it often makes a dangerous 'rattling' sound when ascending. A cordon has been set up on the roof of the building, and my cousin is busy waving and drinking inside. "Xiaoye, what are you doing here? No more classes! He gave me a reproachful look. I chuckled, "I just wanted to see what kind of story you'd make up for the public." Will it be said that Yang Xinxin, an innocent and beautiful 'girl', the person she loves the most is among the three boys who died not long ago, and it happens to be Zhou Fan or Wu Guangyu. After he died, Yang Xinxin felt that there was nothing to love in life, and she couldn't bear it anymore, so she decided to be martyred? ”

"Hahaha, how could I possibly come up with such a story that looks like a third-rate serial." The cousin smiled dryly to hide it, his face full of embarrassment that his scheming was seen through.

"Perhaps, this kind of boring plot is most acceptable to ordinary kind citizens." I casually pointed to the cordon: "Won't you invite us in for a visit?" ”

"No entry." The cousin crossed with both hands.

I tilted my head to the side: "In fact, the people and ordinary good citizens not only like third-rate plots, but also like to dig up other people's ** and some mysterious stories with ups and downs." Free txt e-book: Wouldn't it be interesting if I gave some of the doubts about this matter to some curious journalist uncle? ”

"You dare!" My cousin Yefeng's voice suddenly became louder, he glared at me fiercely, and it took a long time to pull up the cordon: "Okay, devil, get me in!" ”

I made a triumphant gesture to Zeng Yaru and walked into the scene.

Yang Xinxin's body was still in place, covered with a white cloth. Less than a metre from the edge of the rooftop. I motioned for Zeng Yaru to step back, and then gently lifted the white 'colored' cloth sheet.

Suddenly a smoky stench hit me, and even though I had been prepared and put on a portable gas mask, I could smell it slightly. It seems that it can be communicated visually at all. It tastes so disgusting, it makes me feel disgusting just thinking about it. If Yang Xinxin, who loved beauty so much in her life, knew that she would be so disgusting after death, I am afraid that she would choose to jump into the fire immediately and have no bones left!

I looked at the corpse. She seems to have been naked before she died, her skin all over her body has signs of severe burns, and it shows slight metalization, her 'chest' muscles and 'flesh' have a large area of rupture, and her limbs and parts of her body have edema. There are also electric spots on the arm. He should have died from a high-voltage electric shock.

The cousin also looked at the corpse: "This classmate of yours was electrocuted by 'touching' the transformer of the whole building." According to the analysis, she originally wanted to jump off the building, but finally gave up for some unknown reason. ”

"For unknown reasons, I just don't have the courage to jump." I snorted, feeling very uncomfortable. Although my 'friendship' with her is not very deep, there are still some 'intersections' in life, and it will not be as easy as seeing a stranger die. In addition, the beautiful 'girl' before her death became such a disgusting and terrifying look in front of her, and she couldn't react in her mind for a while.

"Any other clues? For example, a suicide note or something? I asked.

The cousin shook his head: "Nothing." Experts surveyed the entire rooftop and deduced that the 'girl' had made up her mind to find her dead. She walked up, hesitated for a moment, and then moved to take off her clothes. He then walked to the edge of the rooftop and stood quietly for a few moments, and finally committed suicide. There have always been few people on the rooftop, and the latest footprints are all her own. So the possibility of killing him was ruled out. ”

I had a calm face and pulled Zeng Yaru away.

The heart is heavy, like a thick lump of lead. If Ouyang Jianhua's death is indirectly related to the diamond necklace, what about Zhou Fan and Wu Guangyu? What about Yang Xinxin? These three people didn't have access to diamonds at all, but why did they all die?

And the cause of death is all the same. In the case of similarity, it is the same element that was killed. But what has happened in recent times, if there is to be one thing that overlaps with each other.

It was the six of us who played a game of summoning the 'essence' of the plantain. But according to the approach of that game, there can be no danger at all. What's more, I also did a thorough aftermath afterwards. Could it be that there are some special factors in this game that I can't detect, or in a special area, the whole game has deteriorated?

Is there any possibility of 'sex'?

I shook my head secretly, I really couldn't figure it out. All the clues are 'intertwined' together, and when it seems that he is about to grasp the truth, he will have extraneous branches, and the truth of his identification will become vague and uncertain.

There is definitely a connection between these things, and that connection is probably in the place where we play the game of Basho'.

Taste refers to taste, smell refers to smell, seeing refers to sight, and feeling refers to feeling. These are all necessary means for human beings to perceive the world, and they are indispensable. When you see a delicious dish, you smell it, you think it's delicious, then you eat it in your mouth and you stab your taste sensation, and finally your brain sends out instructions to store that impression as a memory.

But what about the smell emitted by Ouyang Jianhua and the others after their deaths? Originally, it could only be transmitted by the sense of smell, but I felt that when I smelled it, my taste and vision were affected, as if I had received the same information as my sense of smell.

Disgusting messages that make you want to vomit.

It's really a weird smell.

That night, Zeng Yaru and I went to the old school building again to solve the puzzle and find clues to her sister's disappearance.

The small 'door' of the fence has been replaced with a new one, and the lock has been 'made' a slightly stronger one. But it didn't bother me, so I took out the lockpicking set I had extorted from my cousin, opened the lock with a custom loose 'flower' needle, and pushed the 'door' open.

"Are you sure you want to come in with me?" I asked, turning my head.

Zeng Yaru nodded firmly, but the left hand that was tugging at the corner of my clothes was trembling.

"Don't faint casually this time, and don't think about how heavy you are, I'm carrying it very hard."

Her face was flushed: "I don't want my mother-in-law, let me in!" "The third time I entered this ghost place, I still felt weird. The cordon around it had been pulled off, and the plantain trees still looked like they were malnourished, sickly paralyzed with leaves, like monsters with teeth and claws. The breeze caressed, and the shadows of the trees swayed, but there was no trace of life. If you were to tell others that these plantain trees were still thriving half a month ago, I'm afraid that more than 99 percent of them would be in disbelief. At least if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed anything.