readx;? After the man assassinated the Oni Bodhisattva, his face had already appeared in the mirror, even though his back was facing away from the camera. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That face was extremely ordinary, one could even say ugly and obscene.

It was the face of a middle-aged man, with sparse eyebrows, small eyes, a slightly collapsed nose, and a flat mouth, which is exactly what Jinan people usually call "catfish face".

After stabbing his hand, he pulled it out with all his might, and blood immediately gushed out from the side of the ghost bodhisattva's neck.

Qu Ling's analysis was indeed accurate, and the murderer was holding a golden old-fashioned letter opener.

The knife has an extremely sleek head, with one side open and one side wide back, and the handle occupies two-thirds of the entire knife. Since it is a letter opening knife, it is the least dangerous among all kinds of knives, and it will only be used as a murder weapon when it is forced to do so. By the end of the twentieth century and the beginning of the twenty-first century, with the prevalence of mobile phones, e-mails, mobile phone text messages, etc., letters and postmen had slowly disappeared from the cities, and the letter opener had become a luxury ornament for the rich and noble, which was useless in ordinary times.

After the ghost bodhisattva was stabbed, he did not react violently, but stood upright, his face facing the mirror, and his eyes were widened.

"There must be something more important in the mirror than life, what is it?" I couldn't figure out.

The blood kept gushing outward, and after about a minute, the Oni Bodhisattva's body shook and slowly leaned forward, his forehead pressed against the mirror.

In the picture, the assassin takes two steps back, looking at the ghost bodhisattva and also at the mirror.

I checked it in the bathroom and it was just a normal mirror, without any mechanism. What is abnormal at this moment can only be the image in the mirror.

The faucet was still on, and the water was flowing softly, washing away the shocking blood in the sink.

Just when I thought the image was about to end, I suddenly saw the ghost bodhisattva's lips twitch a few times.

Qu Ling's level is indeed extremely high, and he immediately interpreted the lip words left by the ghost bodhisattva on his deathbed: "Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Chu, don't ...... Forget, kill Chu, kill Chu......"

I was so shocked that I could barely breathe.

The ghost bodhisattva completely lost his breath, his eyes were open, and his life was gone.

The way the assassin left was even more strange, his body swayed from side to side, and immediately turned into a puff of black smoke, which exploded silently, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Xia, the last sentence left by the ghost bodhisattva is the word 'kill Chu' from the lip analysis. Qu Ling reported loudly.

"Thank you. I nodded.

"Kill Chu" - after entering the mirror room, these two words also kept appearing, both in my wine glass, and now in the last words of the ghost bodhisattva.

"It's so unexpected, it makes my back shiver. Chu Chu whispered.

"Miss Qu, you must know the meaning of these two words, when we were drinking with Xue Ao before, the same words appeared under my wine glass. I guess it must have been left by you. "Since all the comrades and comrades-in-arms present are comrades, I naturally don't have to hide it, I can ask Qu Ling directly, and I am not afraid that outsiders will hear it.

Qu Ling shook his head: "The wine glass was originally placed in the wine cabinet, I just brought a bottle of wine and three glasses to the conference table, and I didn't move any hands and feet, and I didn't notice that there were words under which glass." As for these two words, this is also the first time I have heard them. What does it mean to kill Chu?"

I was a little surprised, there were only three of us in the conference room at that time, plus Tang Wan, whose soul had been lost.

Xue Ao is an enemy, and in the process of interrogating me, he is also confused about "killing Chu". So, he can't be the one who left the handwriting.

Since Qu Ling denied it, who was conveying the news to me, it couldn't be Tang Wan, right?

"Kill Chu, who are you going to kill?" I turned my inquiring gaze to Chu Chu.

She smiled wryly and shook her head: "Big brother, I don't know. ”

There were more and more puzzles, and I had to put them aside for the time being and finish the video.

There was dead silence in the bathroom, and only the water coming out of the faucet was the only thing that was moving. At this moment, what I want to know most is what is the image in the mirror that tempts the ghost bodhisattva to even die?

Until the end of the image, the mirror is motionless, unable to provide us with new clues.

As far as I know, the assassin's face was once so red that during World War II, he would appear in the national press every day, and became a household name and a hot figure at the time. It's a pity that with the fall of Tokyo, he immediately became a super war criminal and was forever tied to the pillar of shame in history.

I also know why Qu Ling, Chu Chu and Jian Na all shouted the word "impossible", because this person should not have appeared in the "Mirror Room" under any circumstances, and assassinated the ghost bodhisattva as soon as he saw it.

He was a dead man, and he should be lying in a cemetery in Tokyo at this moment.

"Where did he come from? Even if he appeared here, he would be in the form of a ghost, how could he kill people with a knife? This is not in accordance with the laws of science at all!" said Jaanna repeatedly.

Among the three of them, Qu Ling and Chu Chu are more knowledgeable, so what they said inspired me even more.

Qu Ling said: "The big man is dead, even the bones are rotten, and it is impossible to reappear. The only possibility is that someone used thaumaturgy to attach his soul to another person, giving him a physical body. Although the video shows that he killed the ghost bodhisattva, it is likely that there is something else. We only need to investigate everyone who has recently entered the 'Mirror Room' to find out. ”

Chu Chu blamed himself deeply: "I have finally figured it out now, in the 'Law of Death', the Jade Rakshasa was hit and lost its ability to imprison the big man, so the soul of the big man had a chance to escape and kill." My assumption is that as long as we let the Jade Rakshasa go, she will naturally restrain the big man and will not produce similar murders again. ”

I agree with Chu Chu's words, because we did something wrong and caused the ghost bodhisattva to take his life.

"Blood gallbladder Gu woman, remove all the remaining incense, put away all the magic knives, and ask the Jade Rakshasa for reconciliation. Chu Chu immediately instructed the Blood Gall Gu Po to correct her mistake.

At this time, Jaina replays the video repeatedly, and the obscene face of the big man appears on the big screen again and again.

By the end, the face was already disgusting, and I didn't want to see him again.

The Blood Gall Gu Po moved extremely fast, and within a few minutes, she had already cleaned up the surroundings of the white jade bed, and all the things that Miao Jiang had brought were all taken back into the bamboo basket.

"Big brother, I want to close my eyes and wait for the next fierce battle. Chu Chu said.

She spread out a white handkerchief around the table, meditated cross-legged on it, and soon fell into a state of meditation with her eyes closed.

Jaina turned off the projector, and the light in the hall dimmed again, only the white jade bed was illuminated by the overhead lamp, and the faint blue-white jade light emanated around it.

I don't want to rest, I don't dare to rest, I have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting everyone in this hall.

Jayna quietly walked over and sat down beside me.

"Jana, what do you want to say?" I could tell she had something on her mind.

Jian Na pondered for a moment and spoke cautiously: "Mr. Xia, do you remember Xue Ao?"

I nodded, Xue Ao had just died, and he had caused us great trouble, I definitely couldn't forget about him so quickly.

"Xue Ao once pursued me, and we had dinner a few times at the unexpected restaurant. Surprisingly, it is a foreign restaurant, and the lighting arrangement of each table is completely different, and the color of people's eyes will be different under different lights. I noticed that Xue Ao's eyes occasionally turned into a strange state of cat's eyes under the white halogen lamp, but the duration was extremely short, about three or four seconds. I never asked him why, because I didn't care about him, let alone what kind of secret he had. Just now, after the assassin inserted the letter opener knife into the side of the ghost bodhisattva's neck, there was a brief stunned process, and he paused for at least five seconds before pulling out the knife. Normally, when a killer stabs him, he immediately draws the knife and then stabs it a second or third time. I looked closely, and just after the letter opener was stabbed, a vertical line appeared in the middle of the assassin's eyeball, both eyes. In this state, he should not be able to see anything, so he delayed the time to draw the knife. I know the lighting of the 'mirror room', and all the bathrooms use high-brightness white halogen lamps, which are the ones that are most likely to cause Xue Ao's eyes to change. Jaina recounted calmly, her face not frightened, but her eyes were a little dazed.

Xue Ao was dead, and two "palm thunder" bullets shot into the back of his head at close range, at least able to penetrate his brain stem.

He was going to die, and he was killed on the spot.

"Mr. Xia, do you still need to see that face in the mirror?" asked Jana.

I nodded, and Jaina flicked the remote control in her hand, and the projector turned back on, revealing the assassin's face in the mirror on the big screen.

Jaina precisely adjusted the pace of the image, slowing it down at eight frames per second and magnifying it tenfold, making her eyes as big as a basin.

Sure enough, after two seconds, the eyes suddenly changed, and two sparkling green vertical lines flashed in the center of the eyeballs, exactly the same as the appearance of cat's eye gemstones.

"This is it. Jaanna freezes the frame.

I stared at the big screen, confused by the changes in those eyes.

There is a saying of "cat demon" in ancient books, and it exists in a large number of folk tales. Under certain circumstances, the civet cat cultivates into a demon, which can randomly invade the brain of a normal person and alienate the person into a slave of the cat demon. The appearance of this "cat slave" looks no different from ordinary people, but when the bright light shines on the eyes, they do not close their eyes to protect themselves like ordinary people, but their eyes are round and their eyes become cat's eyes, so as to resist the strong light.

I don't think the assassin has anything to do with the legendary "cat demon", because there is no trace of a feline in this "mirror room" at all.

(For more detailed stories about cat demons and felines, see the book "The Ancient Tomb of Buddhist Doctors", which is more elaborated.) ）

"Do you think he is Xue Ao?" I asked.

Jian Na shook her head: "Mr. Xia, I just told one of my confusions. There is another reason for this suspicion. The way the assassin turned into smoke and disappeared was very similar to a strange illusion that Xue Ao had shown in front of me. At that time, in order to attract me, he once played around in the small forest of the mountain twice, and was seen by the college students who passed by, and mistook him for a great magician, and applauded him one after another. He told me privately that this was just a low-level method in Fuso ninjutsu, and that in the future, some masters would teach him more sophisticated ninjutsu, which was even cooler than the popular Japanese ninja cartoon that swept the world. I wasn't interested in ninjutsu, and I hated his wanton manipulation even more, so I didn't ask any further. Now, I suspect that the assassin may have been Xue Ao pretending-"

When she said this, she shuddered involuntarily, after all, Xue Ao was shot by her own hands.

What a terrible thing it would be if the dead could come back to life in a few hours and kill people with ferocity? What is even more terrifying is that the dead may come back to take revenge and drag his killer to hell with him, and turn into an evil spirit that will not be liberated for a hundred lifetimes.

...