Next door, homicide, corner, ripped hair......

Shi Yuan looked at these, and the possible picture of the year appeared in his mind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A woman hears the murder next door and feels terrified and distressed. The person who was killed was supposed to be her relatives or friends, but she couldn't do anything because the murderer was too terrible. She could only hide here shivering, crying and pulling her hair. She was afraid that the murderer would come and kill her after killing that person, but she did not dare to flee, perhaps because there was another person at the door.

At that moment, would she have left a message? For example, a suicide note or words of self-reproach and regret? If there were, she probably wouldn't have put it around, because she was worried that the murderer would find out and destroy it.

Shi Yuan looked at the cabinets and drawers, rummaged through the lady's satchel on the bedside table, and found nothing he had just thought.

Where would the woman hide the suicide note? If there was a murderer next door and at the door, she would definitely not put the suicide note in a place where they would find it. However, she certainly does not want the suicide note to never see the light of day, but hopes that it will be discovered by others, so as to pass on the identity information of the murderer. Well, that place should be......

Shi Yuan thought and looked under the bed.

The sheets block the space under the bed, which looks a bit deliberate. Could it be that there it is?

He slowly lifted the sheets, but as soon as he lifted the slit, he saw a pair of eyes.

He took two steps back suddenly, and this action startled Qi Xiuyuan, and he was immediately so nervous that his hairs stood on end.

"How...... What's wrong? Qi Xiuyuan asked.

"Eyes, I saw a pair of eyes."

"Eyes?" Qi Xiuyuan gasped and covered her mouth again.

How could you just lift a crack and see your eyes? The gap just now is only about two centimeters, and those eyes ...... Where does it grow?

The two eyes that Shi Yuan saw just now were not separated eyeballs, they were really eyes that grew on a human face, with intact eyelids, round eyes, and they were not upside down. In that short moment, Shi Yuan seemed to see the fear in those eyes. Whoever it was, that person must have seen something extremely terrifying at the last moment. Shi Yuan felt that if a person was so frightened that his eyes were like the one just now, he must have opened his mouth wide.

However, he did not see the man's mouth.

A picture flashed through his mind.

Could it be that under the bed, there is half a head?

Shi Yuan stared at it and moved towards the bed again.

Qi Xiuyuan had already been frightened for a long time. She trembled and grabbed the corner of Shi Yuan's clothes, but she still followed Shi Yuan step by step towards the place where she had just seen her eyes.

Shi Yuan grabbed the sheet and lifted it slowly.

All he saw was a dark shadow. Those eyes have disappeared without a trace.

Both breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Yuan simply ripped off the entire sheet and threw it aside, letting the light illuminate the shadows under the bed. Soon, he found a small black notepad. He pulled out the notepad and examined its contents.

The handwriting is very messy, which is also expected by Shi Yuan. The two of them carefully identified and finally recognized all the words.

The first page reads: "All I heard was his screams. The terrible scream cut through my heart like a knife. Why didn't anyone come to save us? Where are the hotel staff? Why are we treated so cruelly in our own rooms? After they kill him, they will definitely come and kill me! I'm dying! ”

The second page reads: "Whoever sees this notepad, give it to my parents, and I promise they will pay you a million honorarium." Our killers were two young men, and I heard them call each other 'Brother Hai' and 'Xiao Liu'. We've never met them, let alone offended them, and they're certainly two psychologically twisted perverts! Dad, Mom, please avenge us! ”

This is followed by a description of the physical appearance of the two killers and the contact details of her parents.

Although she was in a state of intense fear and danger, she was very thoughtful. It's a pity that her plan ultimately failed. Now, twenty years later, this notepad still lies quietly here. Shi Yuan said.

"We might try to contact her parents." Qi Xiuyuan said, "Of course, I'm not in it for money, I just think that any parent wants to know the whereabouts of their children, right?" They should have been looking for their children for so many years, and they have the right to know the truth. ”

"What truth do you want to tell them? She was killed? Or did it disappear out of thin air? Shi Yuan asked rhetorically.

Qi Xiuyuan opened her mouth and stammered, not knowing how to answer.

Shi Yuan continued: "If we can complete this mission alive, if you want to contact them, of course I have no right to interfere. Still, I hope you'll think again. ”

Qi Xiuyuan lowered her eyes and pursed her lips.

She remembered her parents. For them, isn't they a missing child? It was precisely because of this that she said what she had just said. However, she also knows that the most important thing for her now is to survive this mission. Other things can only be said later.

After inspecting the three rooms upstairs, the two returned downstairs and listened carefully to the movement in the room on the right, with the door closed.

The eerie clatter was gone, and there was silence now.

Want to go inside and have a look?

Shi Yuan thought for a moment, and finally walked over. However, there was nothing unusual about that room, and no clues were found.

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Fang Yisheng looked at the dressing mirror, intending to cover it with a sheet, and then leave the room.

However, as soon as he used a clothes pole to put the bed sheet in front of the dressing mirror, he was stunned to find that an identical bed sheet had fallen out of the mirror and fell to the ground along with the clothes pick pole inside.

Fang Yisheng's hands trembled in fright, and the clothes picking pole in his hand also fell to the ground.

How so? That mirror, which is able to replicate what is out there? What if, in the mirror, I am ......

Fang Yisheng's cold sweat dripped down.

He turned his head to look, pulled out the drawer of the bedside table, and slammed it down the flank towards the mirror.

Just as the drawer flew towards the mirror, another drawer flew out of the mirror and collided with the drawer he threw out, and eventually the two drawers smashed to the ground together, making a series of loud noises.

Am I just stuck here?

Fang Yisheng sat on the bed dejectedly, bowing his head and thinking about what Shi Yuan would do if he encountered such a situation.

After about three minutes, the gloom on his face was gone. He looked up, looked in the mirror, and then at the wall next to the mirror.

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