When he landed, it was pitch black all around, only the cold wind blew in, mixed with the 'whin' sound of the wind blowing in the clearing, and there was no movement other than that, and the boy's message seemed to suddenly disappear from this world.

The girl was frightened and huddled under the covers, feeling the cold wind touch her face. Loneliness and fear caused her to lie stiff for a moment, then she mustered up the courage to start whispering her boyfriend's name.

In the dark winter night, accompanied by the sound of whimpering wind, a woman's voice was slowly calling for her sweetheart, this scene was no different from a ghost movie, but it scared herself first, and immediately silenced.

However, at this moment, a voice came from the darkness and began to respond to her call. First the creaking of the door closing, then the clanging of the door locking, and then the sound of footsteps.

One step, one step, one step-

There was a feeling of a downward collapse on one side of the bed, and someone sat on the edge of the bed but did not speak.

"Is that you?" The girl asked, holding her breath.

The man at the bedside did not answer, only made a sound of sneering, as if he had twisted his body, and then with a 'snap', a small cluster of firelight lit up, and behind the firelight was the boy's face.

He looked at the girl fixedly, his face looking cloudy and uncertain in the faint light of the flickering fire, and a little gray and hideous.

But the girl was finally a little relieved to see her lover's face, so after the fire was extinguished, she couldn't help complaining: "Don't make a sound, you're going to scare me to death, and I thought you were gone." ”

The boy still didn't speak, just slipped into the quilt at once.

Immediately, the girl felt a chill rush in from outside, making her shiver, "Did you find something?" She asked, feeling that her boyfriend was a little weird.

Silent.

The girl was a little annoyed when she saw that her boyfriend was silent, and was about to say something, when a hand suddenly crossed under the quilt and began to caress her body rudely.

"Don't-"

Before she could finish speaking, a thought in her mind made all the hairs on her body stand on end—the hand gave her a clearer touch, dry, rough, cold, stiff

She screamed, pushing the strange hand away, but nothing touched the tentacle, as if it had passed through the air.

"You've brought him in!" She screamed uncontrollably and wanted to get up, but found that she was held down and couldn't move at all.

'Pop', the firelight lit up again, still shining on the boy's face. But this time the girl felt that something was wrong.

The fire did not come from a lighter at all, but emitted a blue faint light, flickering strangely, and it did not have the warmth that fire should have, but was cold and swishing.

And most importantly - there is no 'lighter' in one hand, the fire appears out of nowhere!

"Isn't it me?" The boy finally spoke, and although the voice was the same, the tone was very stiff.

The girl wanted to jump up in horror, but she still couldn't move, and could only watch her boyfriend's turned head up close, facing her in a pure ninety-degree posture that was impossible for humans.

"The light is broken." She was so frightened that she could barely speak, only whispering so quietly that even she didn't know what to say, "I'm never- don't come here again." ”

"Well, if you don't come, I won't be able to get you," the boy continued, "and I can give it to you if you like the light." As soon as he finished speaking, the wall lamp came on again.

The light of the moment blinded the girl, and she closed her eyes. When she opened it again, she saw the boy's head, pillowed on the pillow, the quilt covered to her chin, staring at her with a pair of eyes, which looked strange and eerie, because his eyes did not blink, and there was no human body under the quilt!

Subconsciously, she violently lifted the quilt. And what was under the quilt made her let out a scream that shattered the night!

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The next day, everyone on Ronghua Road was talking about the murder at the Love Hotel, because the scream in the middle of the night woke everyone in the vicinity from sleep, and the ensuing sirens let people know that something must be wrong, so they dared to run out in the cold winter night to find out what was going on.

Needless to say, how frustrating the three are.

The person who opened the hotel was afraid that this would seriously affect his business. And how could this unfortunate thing happen to him made him frightened and wondered.

He slept soundly at the time, and in a trance he heard a little strange movement, but he didn't pay attention to it, and it was only when the scream passed through the thick wooden door in the basement and reached his room in the attic that he suddenly woke up and realized that something was wrong.

He put on his clothes haphazardly, ran out barefoot, and after making sure that the screams were coming from the basement, he went to the place where the noise was made with a few bold male tenants while comforting the awakened tenants.

"It must have been that girl having a nightmare, she looked timid." He said that he was trying to convince the male tenants that he was trying to convince himself, because the further he went, the more uneasy he became, but as the owner of the place, he had to bite the bullet to see what was going on, "I guess her boyfriend is holding her to comfort her, maybe we can see the beautiful scene!" ”

"yes, maybe people won't open the door!" Only one tenant spoke to him, but his voice was a little shaky, and he was clearly not convinced.

Lazy San didn't know what to say, so he snorted twice in reply, walked through the living room on the first floor, and turned into the passage leading to the basement.

As soon as I entered the passage, a strong smell of blood came to my nose.

Later, Lazy San remembered the events of that night and thought that if he could think about it, he might not go in, and he wouldn't be scared like that. But almost subconsciously at that time, he walked in hesitantly, three points curious, seven points afraid, and those people followed him in the same state.

He was holding an extra-large flashlight that could see twenty meters ahead, so as soon as he entered the passage, he saw a man lying on the ground, with his head facing inside.

The light of the flashlight moves inward inch by inch, allowing Lazy San to slowly see the silhouette of the person lying on the ground. It was a man, and by the way he was dressed, it was the boy who lived in the basement, but he couldn't be sure, because the man had no head.

At that time, he screamed in shame, and his voice was more frightened than the female voice who had just screamed. He was so frightened that he even peed his pants on the spot, and he couldn't even run, and he was put out by a calm tenant.

After calling the police, he still had lingering palpitations, and when the police were investigating the scene and asking him questions, he could not even answer normally.

But he knew that the door was locked inside, and the police had to break in. On the bed in the room, the girl was lying naked on the bed, covered in bruised handprints.

It is said that it is a mudra, but it is uncertain, because it is shorter than a normal person's handprint, and the shape is very irregular, like the claws of animals or the hands of a child with a handicapped hand.

Next to the girl, the quilt was huddled. The police guessed that the head of the headless male corpse outside was underneath this, so they carefully uncovered the covers.

The situation is consistent with their speculation, but pervertedly, there is a wooden stick stuck under his neck, like a fish that has eaten only its head and spines!

The wooden stick was later confirmed to be a mop rod that Sister Wang usually uses for hygiene.

Lazy San was told not to divulge what he knew about the scene, but in fact he wouldn't do that, because he was afraid to say it when he thought about it, and he didn't know the details.

In fact, it's like another murder in a locked room.

The door was locked backwards, and it was an old-fashioned deadbolt lock, and it was more difficult for the police to rush in. Through the autopsy, the female corpse learned that she had sex before her death, but there was no sign of rape, and that she had died of excessive shock and suffocation, but the numerous bruises on her body could not be explained.

The headless male corpse died even more bizarrely, there were no obvious external injuries, as if he had suddenly been beheaded, the knife edge was flat and straight, obviously it was over with one knife, what arm strength and speed it was. The victim showed no signs of struggling to resist, which is inconceivable for a tall young man, unless he was also greatly frightened. Moreover, the murder weapon was confirmed to be only a small switchblade, but there were only the fingerprints of the victim on it.

Judging from the situation at the scene, it can be inferred that the male deceased must have heard something and came out to check, and was killed on the spot, and then the murderer entered the room, locked the door, and killed the girl. The girl did not scream at the time, which shows that the murderer did not make any sound when he killed the male deceased.

But how did he escape in the secret room?

The skylight was so small that it could only pass through the body of a seven- or eight-year-old child, and the bruises on the woman's body, as if it could be inferred that it was a child or a dwarf. Let's not talk about how a person of this size can have so much courage and strength, just say that the thick dust on the skylight can prove that it has not been opened.

And this case is so murderous and perverted, what is the motive?

Is this a murder in a closed room? Who has this ability? Could it be an unknown beast? But the beast would not have such intelligence and perverted behavior, and this mystery puzzled everyone who knew the inside story.

Because of the suspense and cluelessness of this case, Lazy San's Love Hotel was closed for a week. In fact, even if the business is not suspended, no one dares to come to live, even Lazy San goes to a friend's house to live.

A week later, he returned to his small bungalow. When he was worried that he would not dare to stay alone without anyone as a companion, he found that Sister Wang was waiting for him. He was very happy at the time, knowing that this was the suffering of the poor, no matter how afraid it was, it was useless, if he didn't earn it for a day, he might not have food for a day, especially a superborn guerrilla like Sister Wang, who was not qualified to be afraid.

He generously opened a third-floor room for Sister Wang and didn't let her sleep in the basement. In fact, this room was the closest to his attic, and it was more reassuring to have someone to accompany him.

When he and Sister Wang walked out of the small building safe and sound the next day, they made a live advertisement for their hotel. It's just a murder, it's not a haunting, it's over, it's still the same as before!

That's his message.

Sure enough, two days later, another young couple who couldn't hold back the pain of lovesickness came to his hotel, although the occupancy rate was half less than before, and no one asked for a room on the first floor, but he was still happy, after all, he began to earn his money again.

On this day, when he had returned from drinking outside, he had climbed up to the third floor, and happened to see a young man and woman coming out of the room. He knew that the murder still had an impact, and many lovers came during the day and left at night.

"Gone? I'll come back next time. He greeted him courteously and shook to give way, but the couple ignored him and went downstairs.

"This dead money fan, housing prices have risen so much." The girl scolded.

The boy didn't speak, and he was a little worried about money. He is a poor student, just to meet his girlfriend, he has to endure this trivial man's casual price hike, it is simply blackmail, I really hope I can take revenge on him!

Just as they were thinking, they walked to the first floor and were startled to see a large pile of banknotes scattered on the ground.

It must have been the boss who accidentally fell to the ground after getting drunk!

The two thought so at the same time and looked at each other. I saw the money spread on the ground, blown everywhere by the wind that had been blown in from the unclosed window.

"Don't take it for nothing!" The two of them said in unison, and then they went to pick up the hundred-dollar bills, and they didn't want to leave one behind, and the more they picked up, the happier they became, not realizing that the money was scattered from the staircase to the corner of the basement.

Moreover, if someone else passes by at this time, they will see that the ground is full of dark coins!