After looking at the corpse, Qi Jue continued to look around the corpse.

There are traces of fights on the floor, on tabletops, on walls, and even on the ceiling. I don't know what the long and deep hole is cut out, and even the steel plate can be easily cut.

But many of those traces were apparently some time old, and it was clear that there had been more than one brawl in the house before the current freshly hatched murder.

As for the fresh traces of the fight, there is nothing special about it. Because the attack power of this "Spider-Man" may not lie in the hard damage that the flesh can cause, there are only traces of unilateral slaughter.

The opponent's weapon should also be some kind of cold weapon, Qi Absolutely can't be sure how good a weapon it is, but judging from the traces left behind, it is definitely a very annoying weapon.

The openings left behind are thin and dense, each is not long, and the depth is not very deep, but there are extremely many of them, and they are densely distributed. You can imagine the damage that this kind of thing will cause to your body if it is scratched on your body.

Qi Jue went through all kinds of possible weapons in his mind, and found that some had no clue, and this didn't even look like a hidden weapon.

Thinking about it again, he suddenly found that this kind of trace, as well as the angular trajectory that caused it, was like a murderous weapon that would appear in those whimsical literary and film works: piano filament.

Or, it's some kind of wire that is about the same hardness and flexibility as that.

Looking at the corpses on the ground that had been shattered into slag, Qi Jue felt as if he had seen a giant spider that had been cut into pieces by his own cobwebs.

The corpse was almost checked, Qi Jue looked at Hao Dong at the door again, and found that he should be fine, so he continued to walk into the room.

He wanted to check the secret passages here, because if the murderer hiding in the shadows had already left the room, then he hadn't left the corridor, it must be that the room itself had a secret passage.

Qi Jue walked over to the house, his body moved away, Hao Dong's vision was no longer obstructed, and the tragic situation of the wreckage on the ground immediately entered his eyes.

This time he finally couldn't take it anymore and immediately turned around so that he wouldn't see a little more of the house.

Even so, the churning vomiting sensation still hit his throat directly, and Hao Dong tried his best to barely suppress himself from really spitting out.

But just in case, he really couldn't help but vomit, Hao Dong still wanted to struggle to take off the helmet.

Unfortunately, this place is not a place where you can relax.

After losing their commander-in-chief, each of the water spiders who had been chasing them did as they wished.

Most of them retreated, after all, there was no water here. Although they have been genetically modified to adapt to the terrestrial environment, they still have a natural instinct for water, and most of them prefer to stay in the presence of water.

The few who remain are the fat and strong individuals, crawling around, spun around to their liking, and some even start mating as if no one else was around.

Some of them climbed to the end of Hao Dong's place.

Coming into contact with the breath of a human being, it was as if some memory in the body had been awakened, and the spiders suddenly pounced on them as if they were going crazy. And unlike the previous methodical strategy of forming a net first, this time they directly brandished their big claws and bit them.

Even though the wetsuits were strong, they were bitten deep and shallow marks under their perseverance.

Hao Dong was directly frightened to wake up at this moment.

Fortunately, he never lost the knife in his hand, and immediately waved it at himself, cutting down these big spiders to the ground one by one. The places on the back that you can't see are simpler, just smash it hard against the wall and squash it!

Shirahoshi also joined the warband, trying to flap around with his claws.

When I killed spiders before, firstly, the spiders had their tactics, and secondly, there were also Qi Jue blocking most of them, and I didn't think it was too scary.

Now the situation is completely different, the spiders are like crazy, just pounce and attack. Menacing like a demon, Hao Dong soon couldn't find the right head, so he could only chop indiscriminately, and his heart began to be bottomless.

Fortunately, he was right by the door, and Qi Jue's ear power would not be disturbed by the isolation of the diving suit.

Qi Jue looked around the room for a while, and then heard Bai Xing's sudden sharp squeak. When he turned his head to look, he found that Hao Dong was attacked by a spider, and immediately ran over to rescue him in two steps.

As soon as the bullying frost arrived, Hao Dong's pressure immediately decreased. At this time, the spiders did not weave webs and only attacked, which was definitely much easier for Qi Jue, and soon the spiders were strangled and killed cleanly.

It's just that Hao Dong tossed several times, and finally lost his physical strength, and his legs were weak and he sat down directly on the ground.

Qi Jue was taken aback by his movements, and his first reaction was whether Hao Dong was still injured. Immediately bent down to look: "Did you get bitten somewhere?" ”

Hao Dong shook his head, wanting to speak, but found that it was difficult to even make a sound.

Qi Jue realized that Hao Dong might have lost his strength, picked up the person, picked a guest room next to him, kicked the door open, carried Hao Dong in and put him on the bed, and then took off his helmet for him.

Although there is an air filtration facility in the helmet, it is stuffy after all. Although the air outside is not good, it is relatively much more breathable.

Hao Dong took a few breaths of air mixed with the smell of blood, although his stomach still faintly wanted to vomit, the paralyzed feeling in his limbs finally improved a lot. It's just that the whole person is still soft and has no strength, and the body doesn't listen to the command of the brain.

Qi Jue pressed him and told him to lie down and rest, and looked around the room again, wanting to see if there was anything that could be suitable for Hao Dong's current condition.

This room is supposed to be a superior VIP room, or maybe a presidential suite, as it is obviously much larger than the average cabin.

And the decoration is also very luxurious, Hao Dong's bed is a double bed, and the room has all kinds of facilities such as bar counter plasma TV.

Such a room naturally has a wine cabinet and a small Xiaoice box, and Qi Jue rummaged through it for a while to find some wine and some small snacks.

The snacks have basically expired, and in the end, only a pack of assorted dried fruits has a relatively long shelf life, which will expire next month, and it seems that they can still be eaten now.

However, Qi Jue glanced at Hao Dong who was lying on the bed again, and intuitively felt that if he could bite this thing, then it would be no problem to compress the biscuits, and there would be no need for him to rummage around like this.

Obviously, Hao Dong can't deal with this kind of hard food now, but it is necessary to replenish a little energy in his state, and Qi Jue began to feel irritable.

If only he knew how to cook like Hao Dong, if it was Hao Dong, he would be able to make a lot of delicious things even if there were few ingredients.

But it was useless to be irritable at the moment, Qi Jue took a deep breath, calmed down, and tried to use his limited kitchen knowledge to think about how to make Hao Dong eat something softer at the moment.

Maybe you can soak the dried fruits in mineral water to soften them? However, the mineral water is also expired, and the only drinks here that have not expired are those wines.

Thinking of this, Qi Jue suddenly recalled some scenes from his childhood, when his mother was still there, and sometimes the family would spend Christmas abroad.

At that time, my mother would often blanch a little red wine over low heat, put spices and spices such as cinnamon, lemon cloves, etc., and finally mix honey for herself.

The taste is sweet and sour and very warm, and I feel comfortable after drinking it. I think I have a sweet tooth, and maybe that's when I started it.

There is red wine at this time, if you can blanch the red wine, and then put those dried fruits in it and cook it for a while, maybe Hao Dong will be able to eat it.

Qi is by no means a forward-looking person, he has a formed idea in his mind, and after carefully checking it back and forth to confirm that it should be feasible, he immediately starts to act.

The utensils for boiling red wine can be directly canned with expired eight-treasure porridge in the Xiaoice box, cut off the seal on the top, and then wash it with those expired mineral water.

There is no skill in pouring red wine into the dried fruit and putting it in, but it is more troublesome to light the fire.

Originally, Qi Jue wanted to burn some of the things in the house, but later found that there was a disposable lighter here, and he had an idea, taking care of Bai Xing and protecting Hao Dong, he quickly went outside and took a turn.

As he expected, the rooms on this floor are relatively high-end, with relatively complete facilities, and two disposable lighters can be found in each room.

He made another jar of expired eight-treasure porridge, cut off a shallow bottom, washed and dried it. Dismantle all the looted lighters and pour all the alcohol into the bottom of the jar.

Dozens of lighters were emptied, and there was also a jar of alcohol at the bottom.

Then use the thread from the sewing kit provided in the room to rub a wick, put it in the alcohol, and light it, it is a simple alcohol lamp.

However, in order to ensure the temperature, the wick is a thick section of many cotton threads tied together.

The dried fruit had been soaked in the wine for a while, and it had become a little soft. When Qi Jue put them on the fire and slowly heated them, the aroma of the wine gradually blended into the sweet and sour aroma of fruit.