Wu Changsheng's inquiry naturally did not get any response, time seemed to be frozen at this moment, the insects were still slowly swaying around the light, not disturbed by the sudden appearance of something at all, there was a sound of music in the distance, a gust of wind blew in from the open window of the corridor, and the newspaper floated up and down to his hand with the wind.

Wu Changsheng slowly put down his hand and took it casually, there was only a huge news article on it, the date was the next day, and the headline was terrifying and weird, "Five Students Died Tragically in an Abandoned Building!" Who is the murderer? 》

The names are Wu Changming, Wu Changsheng, Hong Fugui, Zhou Qiang, and Zhou Jianjun. The heads of the five of them were placed on it like a sacrificial photo, the corners of their mouths were the same, and the five pairs of eyes stared at him as if they were about to emerge from the paper.

Wu Changsheng sneered sarcastically, as if he had gotten something dirty, threw it away with a flick of his hand, and looked up at his brother lying on the ceiling in a distorted posture staring at him with his head down, like a gecko with a broken tail.

Without waiting for him to speak again, Wu Changming's body twisted, turned around and crawled silently into the corridor, Wu Changsheng bit his fingers and followed behind, without deliberately controlling his movements, and his sneakers made a sound of rubbing across the floor.

141…

144…

146。

Wu Changming, who walked through several rooms, did not stop, the sound of music became clearer and clearer, the melody was poignant and long, revealing a terrifying sense of despair, even people who didn't understand music, after hearing it, they felt like they were smeared with a layer of dust, and the suppressed emotions of the music made people unable to calm down.

"Just let me see, who is pretending to be scary, or is it really scary?" Wu Changsheng laughed a few times and stared at the hidden door in front of him.

The moonlight came through the crack in the open door, it was surprisingly bright, the number 146 on the door had faded from gilded gold to rust red, he held the doorknob and pushed it gently, and the door opened.

The field of vision was vast and clear, and the cold moonlight overshadowed the light, enveloping Wu Changsheng.

The bleak music travels farther without the obstruction of the door, repeating itself over and over again.

The horrific picture he imagined did not appear, the room was very clean, only a simple bed, and a chair.

The chair was facing the huge window, and there seemed to be a person sitting on it, facing the moonlight, as if he had been immersed in the music, leaving only a somewhat thin back for the others, and the shadow was stretched slender by the moonlight......

Wu Changsheng moved his nose at the door, followed Wu Changming, who climbed down from the ceiling, and walked in, and by the way, he pressed the switch on the left side of the room, and the incandescent light turned on.

Under the strong light, Wu Changsheng squinted his eyes uncomfortably, and when he opened them again, the secrets hidden in the moonlight were discovered.

Come closer, come closer.

There is no need to guess the person in the chair, Wu Changsheng also knows who it is, the person who has been ignored by them, the person who doesn't know when he disappears.

Hong Fugui.

The half-worn white cheap t-shirt, the thick curly hair, and the stone he wore on his wrist.

All of this is a clear indication of who he is.

Even if Wu Changsheng hadn't seen the face of the person in front of him, Wu Changsheng bit his fingers and thought for a while, but he still went around to the front of him, covering the moonlight, and he could see it clearly.

It is really Hong Fugui, but now he is very different from usual, now he is like food that has been disemboweled, and all the skin and flesh from his neck to his stomach have been cut.

The internal organs seemed to be still squirming slightly, as if he was still alive. Hong Fugui's eyes were opened to the extreme, looking ahead, there was a slightly dry tear stain in the corner of his eye, and his mouth was slightly open.

Wu Changsheng stood in front of him, facing his penetrating eyes, not afraid at all.

The weird music came from Hong Fugui's body, and Wu Changsheng bit his fingers and raised his eyebrows to look at the black object under his heart.

Blood slowly left from the chair, leaving a pool of blood on the ground, and there was a knife on the floor, which was bloodstained and felt very sharp.

"It still looks like I'm still dead, I thought it was Wu Changming's when I smelled the blood smell just now, but I didn't expect it to be his."

"But it's a jukebox." Wu Changsheng muttered, because he was biting a finger in his mouth, a little indistinct, and he looked chattering.

He turned his head and found that Wu Changming had fallen to the ground silently, and he didn't know when he fell.

If a normal person was afraid that he would have been frightened and crazy, Wu Changsheng was not, he applauded.

"Don't worry, you're good. Don't mess with me, I'll keep you alive. ”

After speaking, he tore his clothes, wrapped the knife, and made a few strokes in front of him, the knife looked even sharper in the moonlight, and blood slid through the blade.

raised the knife and walked into Wu Changming, who was lying on the ground, and with a pop of flesh, I saw Wu Changsheng's knife inserted into Wu Changming's back.

"This is my gift to you, dear brother."

Then without looking back, he turned and left the room.

Leaving the small building, humming a tune along the way, when I saw the familiar building.

His face changed!

He became pale and weak, as if he had been greatly stimulated, and there was an unconcealable panic in his eyes.

He stepped forward quickly, tears welling up in his eyes. Staring at the person in front of him, he stalked his neck and said, "Help me!" I'm going to call the police...... Someone is going to kill me! ”