When Xiao Mo and Li Shuai returned to the hotel, Wen Qiayun and the three of them were already waiting for them. Seeing Xiao Mo coming back, Wen Qiayun told the results of their investigation this time:

"The death toll is still rising, five more have died today, and the frequency of deaths is accelerating."

"Well, that's to be expected." Xiao Mo sat down and also talked about what they had gained here:

"One thing that Li Shuai and I have just confirmed is that this world is indeed the world of fiction, because it is incomplete. So our next focus can be on the reference to "Xenophobia". ”

"Incomplete?" Wen Qiayun didn't understand what Xiao Mo meant.

Xiao Mo smiled bitterly, and then told the scene he and Li Shuai had seen before.

Wen Qiayun and the three of them were shocked without exception after hearing this, and they were also shocked fiercely.

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In the dilapidated rental room, there was a "pop" sound of tapping on the keyboard, but in the dim yellow light, there was no one in front of the glowing computer monitor.

The courier leaned back on the shabby couch with a glazed gaze, and he muttered something unsoftened, but no one but himself could hear what he was saying.

"Death is death!"

As he spoke, the courier suddenly jumped up from the couch as if he had changed someone, and then walked over and picked up the parcel that had been placed on the round table.

In the past few days, he has been found by the police many times, and even spent the night in the bureau. Because every time the deceased appeared, he was almost always the last person to come into contact with and talk to, so he was undoubtedly recognized by the police as the first suspect.

Because according to the information known to the police, he had resigned a few days ago, but he was still delivering couriers as a courier, which in itself was a very suspicious move.

But I couldn't find the courier package at the scene of the murder. And he has an absolute alibi, so even if the police are very suspicious of him, they have no evidence to do anything about him.

But he knew in his heart that every move he made after that would be clearly seen by the police. I can't tell how many people are outside his rental room, how many pairs of eyes are staring at him coldly.

But none of this mattered to him anymore, because he was really fed up with being dominated as a "puppet". The package was now in his hand, and he could hand it over to the police when he wanted to.

But he wouldn't do it, because he knew very well what it meant to receive it. Ever since this package appeared strangely in his home. He never opened it curiously, because he could strongly feel that there was a "behemoth" hidden in this package, and once he opened the package, this "behemoth" would be released, and he would be killed at that time.

In the past, he would have felt crazy to have such a ridiculous idea. But it's no exaggeration to say that this is how the package makes him feel, just by seeing it. He felt his heart pound.

The computer is still thinking about the "pop" sound of tapping the keyboard continuously, and there will be a few "tick tick tick" chat message prompts from time to time.

It was still chatting, still tricking innocent people into accepting the death courier in his hands.

"Sue you, I've had enough! It doesn't matter if you're a or something. Get out of my house! ”

The courier yelled at the corner where the computer was, trembling and yelling.

However, there was no sound or phenomenon in response to his roar.

"Bang Bang ......"

The sound of keystrokes. It still echoes in the room.

"I'll let you ring, I'll let you knock!"

The courier was so angry that he took an axe out of the tool box as he spoke. Since he unplugs the power supply, the computer will still turn on, and the computer will still be automatically combined when he disassembles it, so he will completely smash this computer to pieces!

"Boom! Boom ......! ”

However, the courier went down with a few hammers, but the computer monitor did not do anything, not only that, but also cracked his tiger mouth.

"Ah...... Yes......! ”

The courier didn't care about the injuries on his hands, he screamed and slammed them desperately, but the damn chat message chime and the sound of tapping the keyboard were still audible.

The hammer slipped weakly out of the courier's hand, he couldn't smash the damn thing, not only the monitor, but even the keyboard he couldn't do anything.

And the root of a person's despair of a thing, or of a person, is that there is nothing to be done.

The courier was half-crouched on the ground and panted vigorously, clenching his fists with difficulty, and then picked up the hammer from the ground again.

"I can't smash you, I'll smash this package!"

With that, the courier pulled the package in front of him and slammed it with a hammer. With each drop of his hammer, the wrapping paper on the outside of the package would break up until a square box was completely exposed.

Yes, after dozens of heavy smashes, it still retains its original form.

The courier stopped slowly, because this was the first time he had seen the contents of the package, which looked like it was just an ordinary box.

However, he didn't think the box was as ordinary as it seemed, because it was not smashed, but it was smashed.

Just when the courier looked at the box in a daze, the box, which was originally lying quietly on the ground, suddenly moved. Before the courier could even react, the box suddenly opened from one end, revealing a large clump of wet hair.

When the courier saw this scene, he couldn't help but be frightened and stunned in place. But in this short moment, the wet hair had quietly wrapped around his body, and by the time he reacted, only a pair of eyes in his body could still blink normally.

Because the courier's mouth was also blocked, he called and screamed, and he couldn't move, so he could only watch the box on the ground tremble violently.

As the tremor of the box began, I saw that the limbs of half hands and half feet frequently poked out of the box, and the seemingly small box, in its interior, seemed to store an endless space, because the protruding limbs were so dense that it was almost impossible to count.

Behind these limbs was a fierce female head.

It had curly, wet hair, and it had no body, just a dense mass of untold limbs, and its head was hollowed out by these limbs, like a ...... A human face spider that has been magnified countless times!! (To be continued......)