In front of the abandoned factory is an arched opening that resembles a tunnel.

After Fang Mu walked through, he saw an iron door.

The iron door was rusty, and there was a lock hanging on it, and because it had been too long, there were also mottled rust stains on the chain.

"Click!"

Fang Mu grabbed the lock, looked at the lock cylinder carefully, and then folded it hard.

The already rusty lock, coupled with Fang Mu's huge force, directly split into two, and part of it fell to the ground.

Fang Mu threw away the other part, and then pushed open the iron door.

"Squeak ~ Caracalla~"

A tooth-aching sound rang out, a normal sound from an iron door in disrepair, but it was especially harsh in this empty and dark environment.

Just imagine, staying in a quiet environment, and then suddenly there is a sharp and piercing sound, the normal reaction of a person is diaphragm, and even shivering in severe cases.

After the iron door opened, Fang Mu's brows furrowed.

There's no musty smell and there's no smell like that's left out for a long time.

If you go out for a long time and are not at home, you will suddenly come home with a special smell and smell very uncomfortable.

But this place was normal, and when Fang Mu looked around, he found that the windows inside were all closed.

The sealed space, but it is exceptionally clean, and there is no odor.

There was a lot of space inside, and there were machines everywhere, but they were all covered with cloth.

Fang Mu walked over, his fingers lightly touching the cloth, there was not a trace of dust.

"Interesting. ”

According to what Yan Qing said, what happened in the illusion world has a great connection with the previous events, so what is the connection here?

Fang Mu walked around the empty factory building and did not find any suspicious points.

At the back of the building, there is another door, which is also locked and hanging.

Fang Mu didn't rush to this door, but looked at these machines that were covered in cloth.

This is a garment processing factory, so these machines are used to process garments.

"Huh!"

Fang Mu grabbed a corner of the cloth and lifted it directly.

The machine covered by the cloth revealed its original appearance, and when Fang Mu saw the scene inside, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The machine is still the same machine, but above the machine, there is a man lying down.

The man's chest did not rise and fall, his face was bruised, and he appeared to be dead.

The corpse's hands were holding a mobile phone, Fang Mu reached out and took it, and found that the grip was very tight, so he couldn't help but exert some strength before taking it out.

Lighting up the mobile phone screen, Fang Mu found that he needed a fingerprint to unlock it, so he easily used the corpse's fingerprint to unlock it.

To say that fingerprint unlocking is convenient, but there are still many drawbacks.

People have a lot of privacy, and while fingerprint unlocking gives convenience, there are also many hidden dangers.

In case someone else takes advantage of falling asleep and uses their fingerprints to unlock the phone, and there is something indescribable in it, it will be fun.

After Fang Mu unlocked his phone, he immediately entered the information page, it seemed that the corpse died when he sent a message.

"Brother Fei, those things in the live broadcast are done well, and they are guaranteed to create a sense of fear. ”

There is only this one piece of information, which has not yet been sent.

Fang Mu frowned, he already knew the cause and effect of the matter.

This should be the anchor's person, commonly known as Dog Tuo, who specializes in making this kind of fake thing to attract people's attention, but this time he fell behind.

Fang Mu uncovered all the remaining cloths, and finally found four corpses.

The four bodies, three men and one woman, all had mobile phones in their hands.

Fang Mu unlocked them one by one, and finally found something interesting in the female corpse's mobile phone.

"Script - love and kill with female ghosts. ”

Fang Mu read the content and secretly sighed that this anchor named Ah Fei had something, and he also specially came up with a set of scripts.

But how did they die?

Fang Mu was a little puzzled.

"Come, let's go, let's go, it's time to clean up!"

At this moment, a voice rang out, unusually clear in the empty and quiet environment.

Fang Mu turned his head to look, and he didn't know when, a woman in her fifties appeared.

The women, dressed plainly and with brooms in their hands, were sweeping the spotless ground.

There was obviously nothing on the ground, but she just swept it very seriously, talking while sweeping, asking others to let go.

Fang Mu glanced around, there was no one else in the empty factory except himself.

So who is she talking to?

Fang Mu couldn't help but think of a story, talking about an elevator.

A person was in an empty elevator, and the elevator suddenly opened, but the person outside the elevator did not come in, but muttered that the elevator was full again.

If that's the case......

Fang Mu licked his lips: "It's too comfortable." ”

"Let one let one let go, let one go, let go of trouble. ”

The woman was sweeping and shouting, and her destination was Fang Mu.

"Oh yes, who got the cloth open again, really, these things need to be protected. ”

chattering, the woman put the cloth back on, and soon came to Fang Mu's place.

The broom touched Fang Mu's shoes and was hindered.

"This brother, please let me go. The woman raised her head and looked directly at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu's brows furrowed, this woman's appearance was a little terrifying.

His face was covered with burns, his skin was crumpled, and his nose was burned, leaving only two large holes.

Just now, the woman kept her head down and swept the floor, and it was only then that she raised her head and saw her true appearance.

"Oh. ”

Fang Mu sighed and took a step back.

"Thank you!" the woman thanked and swept her head down.

However, it was only less than ten seconds before the broom touched Fang Mu's foot again.

"Excuse me. The woman spoke again.

Fang Mu silently walked away from a distance, looking at the women from afar.

The woman lowered her head and swept up again, and walked towards Fang Mu as she swept, as if she had identified Fang Mu.

"Bang!"

The broom touched Fang Mu again, but Fang Mu didn't move at this time.

The woman looked up, her face full of burns, and showed a smile that could cure a child's night crying.

"Excuse me, you're in my way. ”

The hoarse voice continued, but this time it seemed to smell grumpy.

Fang Mu chopped the bloody spear and slammed it into the ground, then stretched out his hand like lightning, directly grabbed the broom in the woman's hand, pressed down with both hands, and raised his knees at the same time.

"Click!"

The broom is split in two.

The woman was stunned, she felt that the man's operation in front of her was a bit showy, and she broke the broom inexplicably.

Under the bronze mask, Fang Mu's eyes flashed with teasing: "How about I help you sweep?"

The woman's face was full of confusion, and she didn't know why.

Fang Mu grabbed the woman directly, then made her stand upside down and began to wave constantly.

The woman's head slammed into the ground and screamed violently.

Fang Mu was like an irritable old brother, and said while sweeping back: "Can't sweep yet, can I sweep clean, do you want me to let you?"

Come out and go straight to the front, what are you doing with these empty heads?