Coming to the corridor, Xiao Baicai looked back and found that Jing Yuan didn't follow, why did he stay inside?

At that time, Jing Yuan was staring at Li Xu, and the nurse was walking around the bedside, looking at how much potion was left in the hanging bottle for a while, and investigating Li Xu's physical condition for a while.

When the nurse walked out, Jing Yuan still stopped and looked at him.

He was torn in his heart and secretly made a decision.

If the ghost is just a simple possession, it can only control this **, and it cannot achieve the spiritual unity above the unity of spirit and body.

He wanted spiritual unity, wanted to merge into Li Xu's brain, and searched for his memories.

And this method of spiritual unity is very risky, and it is very likely that he will completely become a part of Li Xu's body and will never be able to come out again.

It is more likely that he will not be able to capture anything, and even if he succeeds, he will be greatly damaged, lose his mental power, and no longer have to wait for the deadline of any remaining in the world, but disappear immediately.

At the same time, Li Xu's memory will inevitably be damaged, and the consequence will be to completely lose the memory of his previous disappearance, and the clues he has as the only victim who escaped from the murderer's hands will be completely cut off.

It's a gamble.

But he didn't want to drag it out any longer.

If it drags on any longer, it will be bad for yourself and others.

Moreover, there is an extremely bad premonition in the dark, and I always feel that something big is about to happen, as long as the murderer is still there, there will definitely be action, so who will be the next victim? Could it be that there is already an anomaly around you1 leaf cream?

"Well source? Are you in there? A small head poked out of the door of the ward, and Xiao Baicai asked quietly.

"I'm here, what's wrong?"

"We're ready to go! Haven't you come out yet? ”

"Good. Come right away. "Jing Yuan went out.

Wu Qiwen rushed back to the police station to check the situation of the black and white mask and Nokia, and he entrusted both items to the identification department to check the fingerprint traces on them.

When he returned to the police station and went to the Identification Bureau, he was disappointed.

There is only one person's fingerprint on it, which is Ye Shuang's own.

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After returning home, Jing Yuan kept thinking about the problem he had just considered in the ward.

Before Xiao Baicai went to bed, he looked at his absent-minded appearance and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

It took him a long time before he reacted: "Ah...... No, nothing. ”

"I'll go to sleep first."

"Hmm. Good night. ”

"Good night."

Xiao Baicai pulled the quilt over to cover her face.

"Xiao Baicai ......," Jing Yuan suddenly called again.

"Huh?" Xiao Baicai was surprised to find that he was calling her name so seriously.

"Well, sleep. I'm here to keep the ghosts from coming close! Jing Yuan said with a smile.

"Poof...... Aren't you a janitor every night......"

"yes......" he was afraid that he wouldn't be her janitor tonight.

Looking at Xiao Baicai's sleeping face, Jing Yuan stared deeply.

After standing for a while, he lowered his head and approached Xiao Baicai's face, and she moved lightly in her sleep.

"Good night white color."

After that, Jing Yuan passed through the gate.

As everyone knows, Xiao Baicai did not fall asleep, but when she closed her eyes, she could feel Jing Yuan's gaze, as well as the coldness of her cheeks for a moment, and her heartbeat had already beat fast like a drum at that moment

Move it.

As soon as Jing Yuan left, she opened her eyes.

Stunned, he looked in the direction of the door, and he didn't know where he had gone. She was faintly aware of the abnormality of Jing Yuan.

So, sitting up, the room was accompanied by her undulating breathing, and there was a faint uneasiness in her heart.

Jing Yuan was quickly shuttling on the road and flying towards the hospital where Li Xu was.

He wandered silently in the silent corridors of the hospital, and from time to time a few ghosts passed by him.

He came to the door of the ward, passed through the door, and stood in front of Li Xu. At this time, Li Xu had fallen asleep.

This method was taught to him by an old woman two years ago, and a ghost once used this method to find the murderer of his relatives.

Jing Yuan didn't hesitate any longer, and concentrated all the mental power and luck on his body, and at the Divine Court, he saw Jing Yuan Divine Court emitting a red light, and then he aimed at Li Xu's head, leaned over and rushed in, and went straight into Li Xu's hippocampus.

In an instant, Li Xu opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling with bulging eyes.

Jing Yuan's soul and Li Xu's ** had a fierce struggle and repulsion, and he was looking into Li Xu's brain and integrating it into his hippocampus to find memories during the accident.

The bed shook violently, clanging, and even the glass of water on the next table was spilled with water.

After a painful struggle, Jing Yuan succeeded in taking over his brain, and Li Xu's eyes suddenly closed.

Jing Yuan became the body of Li Xu's memories, and some fragments were revealed like movie tapes.

The first picture.

It's an extremely cramped space, with a little bump and sway.

Jing Yuan's consciousness had just woken up, he couldn't even straighten his hands and feet, he could only curl up in the narrow space, his hands and feet were tied with ropes, his eyes were wrapped in cloth, and his vision was dark.

However, there was a slight wind directly in front of him, and the wind caressed his whole body. Windy? It is not represented, there are gaps.

Jing Yuan involuntarily stretched out his hand and leaned forward.

There really is a gap! Moreover, this slit is closed one by one with the bumps.

Push open the gap with your hand, and the gap widens! He secretly guessed that this narrow space, as well as the uneven bumps, was probably in the trunk.

He moved his body, leaned towards the tail box lid, and opened the lid with his body, as soon as the lid was opened, there was obviously a cross wind pouring in, but fortunately the rear of the car was not the front of the car, otherwise he would have to blow his face crookedly.

Suddenly, a small brake almost threw him out of the trunk, but the car did not completely stop and was still moving.

The wind was a little lighter, and the car was bumping more than just now, and it was probably because of this that the speed of the car had to be reduced.

It was at this time that the body rolled out uncontrollably and fell to the ground. The sharp stone cut through his face, and he rolled on the ground many times before stopping.

The foreign objects on the road bumped and his body burned like fire.

He seemed to hear the sound of brakes. The body reacted quickly, hunching over like a worm and struggling to lean to the side.

Footsteps, footsteps! I approached, approached!

The heart in his body reached a rate of almost one hundred and fifty beats per minute, and his breathing was extremely rapid.

Suddenly, the body was halfway in the air, and then rolled straight down the slope. The grass that was usually soft turned into a sharp blade, scraping the scars on the body, and the pain spread to every cell.

I don't know how far he rolled, but finally he banged, his head hit a hard object, and then banged, and finally stopped.

However, the eyes involuntarily closed and at the same time lost consciousness.

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