The second screen.

It's another dark space, and you can't see your fingers.

In this loneliness, Jing Yuan felt a low trembling sound coming from the mouth of this body from time to time.

Suddenly, the lights came on.

On all sides are white walls.

Jing Yuan was cowering in the corner, and the sudden bright light made his eyes, which had become accustomed to the dark, feel dizzy.

So he reflexively blocked his eyes with his hands.

The moment he carried the handle, he found that his two hands were tied.

I had to open my eyes slowly.

However, the sight that fell into his eyes made his already tense nerves collapse again, and then he began to shout frantically, although he didn't understand why he was calling, wasn't it the secret room? But this must have been Li Xu's reaction at the time, maybe Li Xu had been treated inhumanely before.

At this moment, there was a door on the white wall of the secret room, which originally looked impermeable.

The door suddenly opened, and a man wearing a black and white mask walked in.

And the man stood by the door.

"Ahh Ahh Ahh Jing Yuan screamed while desperately instinctively drilling in the direction of the wall, as if being next to the wall can make people feel safe, as if they are crazy.

Fear crept through his consciousness, making it impossible to tell if it was a dream or reality, but the adrenaline secreted by his body reminded him that it was real. Jing Yuan could clearly feel the fear of this body.

Suddenly, Jing Yuan felt his body rush forward desperately, and grabbed the masked man's ankle tightly.

Jing Yuan felt from the hand holding his ankle, the masked man's feet were not very thick, his body was relatively thin, and he hadn't had time to see his height clearly, and this body pounced like a wolf.

The masked man kicked his feet desperately, but he couldn't kick them away.

But the other party calmly took out a syringe from his pocket and stabbed it fiercely at the man, and the excessive force immediately pierced a bloody hole, and then repeatedly beat the back of Jing Yuan's neck with his elbow.

After a while, Jing Yuan let go of his hand in pain, like a withered flower path, and fell to the ground on his stomach, he opened his eyes weakly, looked at the shoes that were close at hand, and his breathing almost stopped.

Seeing Jing Yuan, who had lost the ability to resist, the masked man kicked him in the face several times with his shoes, and in an instant, Jing Yuan, who was already about to fall into a coma, had bruises and red swelling on his face, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The masked man stood against the light, and in a trance, Jing Yuan seemed to be able to see the vicious gaze behind the mask's eyes, as if death had descended from the sky, and the god of death was looking down on all beings with mocking and lowly eyes.

However, Jing Yuan silently thought in his heart to survive, I don't want to die yet.

Yes, none of us want to die, who the hell are you.

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The third picture.

Jingyuan was walking on a road where there were no people, and the road sign said "Yanjiangdong Road", and a car was parked about 100 meters in front of him.

He was wearing a purple skirt, a white fur coat, and high boots on his feet, a ridiculous and ill-fitting woman's outfit.

He saw clearly that the car parked in front of him was a Buick, and the license plate number was ending with KB145.

With apprehension, he finally walked to the side of the car, reached out and knocked on the window with the ink-colored window film, and could not see the people inside at all.

The voice was pleading and crying: "Who the hell are you?" Please spare my wife and children...... What do you want me to do? I'll listen to you! I'll listen to you! ”

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The windows are slowly lowered, and the first to come into view is the black and white mask.

Jing Yuan's pupils were dilated, but before he could speak, he was sprayed into his eyes with a stimulant spray.

Because it was too strong, he had to cover his eyes and howl in pain.

Suddenly, the man stretched out his hand and grabbed him by the neck, choking him so that he could not breathe and fainted.

When I woke up again, it was a room with white walls on all sides, like a dead morgue, which made people feel depressed.

In front of him, there was a boxy black object, like a plain black coffin.

When Jing Yuan wanted to raise his head to find out again, the picture suddenly cut off.

Then, like a rollercoaster, he glides through neuron after neuron.

A freeze-frame image appears, magnifying the eerie and eerie face wearing a mask.

When he arrived here, Jing Yuan's breathing became rapid, as if an invisible hand was holding his throat.

The chest was throbbing.

That mask, he's ever seen it! Like a hot iron seared in the depths of life, this scene is like a key to open Pandora's box, awakening the sleeping hero.

At this time, a voice surrounds my head, flickering far and near, for a long time.

"Who are you...... Let me out......" accompanied by the sound of talking, and the subtle and sharp sound of metal colliding.

Jing Yuan pondered, who is talking, is it Li Xu's voice?

No, it doesn't sound like it, it sounds very familiar.

That's right, all too familiar, because it's his own voice. But he had the impression that he had never said such a thing.

The sound continued, but gradually weakened, and finally slowly buried in the abyss, never to be heard again.

"Boom!" In the midst of the lightning, Jing Yuan's soul popped out of Li Xu's body, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

He raised his hand, his five fingers were becoming transparent, his whole body looming, and his breath was faint. Is he going to die completely?

Li Xu also regained consciousness, and he looked around hesitantly, "This...... Where is this? I...... How could I be in the hospital? Lily? Meng Kang? Where are you? ”

As Jing Yuan estimated, Li Xuche completely lost his memories during his disappearance, and his energy was also greatly consumed, but the looming body just now returned to normal.

Suddenly remembered that Yang Feng had given him the remaining essence before leaving.

That's probably why it's survived until now.

If it weren't for Yang Feng's unintentional gift in return, I'm afraid that it would have disappeared by now.

The source of the well slowly fell to the ground.

This battle is definitely worth fighting.

Although it was a lot of loss, he knew a lot of things, something that was one step closer to the truth.

He knew that the murderer was driving a car to take Li Xu to a certain place, and it happened that the trunk of the car was not closed tightly, so Li Xu found a chance to roll out, and the place he passed by was Fukang Village, and Li Xu, who jumped out of the car, rolled to the side of the mountain road. He fell into the woods of Fukang Village until he was inadvertently discovered by local villagers.

And Jing Yuan himself, before he died, he definitely saw the man wearing the mask, and once stayed in that white room, but unfortunately the murderer has always been wearing a mask, and there is no way to know his true identity.

Plus, the last person to speak seems to be himself.

At present, Jing Yuan only thinks about this, and he can't think of anything further on.

(. = )