Jiang Bei followed Zhao Yiyao's half-dried footprints all the way to the flower bed next to the bell tower, and found two wet shoes not far from the flower bed.

It seems that Zhao Yiyao found a problem with the shoes and took them off here.

Next to it was the Clock Tower, where she might have hid for a while and then climbed again. Jiang Bei thought about it as he walked towards the clock tower, but before he could get to it, he noticed that there was a large pool of wet blood on the ground next to the clock tower, which was not there the last time he came.

Someone should have fallen from above, could it be Zhao Yiyao? He looked up at the clock tower and saw that only the windows on the third floor were open, and they must have fallen out of that floor.

He carried a wrench to the bloodstain and observed.

"Not to mention whether the fall hurt or not, look at the amount of bleeding people should be gone." Jiang Bei used to look for work everywhere, and worked as a temporary worker in the industrial security agency for a while, specializing in disposing of corpses. Whether it is a big city or a small city, there are always people who can't think of using various methods to find death, and most of them are those who jump off the building.

Normally, people who jump off will be dragged to the hospital to try to resuscitate as long as they are not dead. And the rest of the bloody scene needs to be cleaned up by the agency, and the people in the agency don't dare to do this kind of work, so they directly outsource it and outsource it to Jiang Bei. So far, he has cleaned up large and small scenes, so he can tell if a person is dead from the amount of bleeding.

Strangely, although a lethal amount of blood was left here, no bodies were found.

Could it be that the corpse got up and ran away on its own?

Jiang Bei had a guess in his heart, but he felt that this idea was too outrageous. If his guess was correct, then the copy would be basically out of action.

"Let's go up and have a look, maybe we'll find something." He made up his mind to go up to the clock tower first, especially to check the third floor carefully, maybe there would be any clues.

The clock tower has four floors, and he carefully inspected these four floors, but he didn't meet anyone.

But there was a shallow handprint on the thin ash of the second-floor windowsill, which looked like a man's, and someone should have stayed here.

It was also found on the windowsill on the third floor, and a line of small characters was written, "0:30-2:50, spend it safely" recorded the time when it was supposed to be hiding here.

Looking at the time, the owner who wrote this line of words was most likely to throw something to remind him that the ghost was approaching, but the owner of the word did not leave a name, and Jiang Bei didn't know who he was.

At that moment, he suddenly saw a man with his arms raised in the distance flashing by, and before he could see clearly, he disappeared into the darkness.

Who? Jiang Bei looked in the direction where the black shadow flashed and frowned, not like a ghost before.

In the dark night, Wu Changsheng was sneakily walking along the edge of the paradise, a few hours ago he hid at the ticket office at the gate and watched the ghost chase Chen Ersan away. After they left, Wu Changsheng immediately came out of the ticket booth and hid in the trash bin where Chen Ersan had been hiding before.

The ghost has already looked for the dumpster, and even if he comes back, there is a high probability that he will not look for it again, but will search the gate ticket booth that he has not been to before.

He hid in the dumpster for four hours and never came back, but as time went on, he became more and more nervous.

He knew that the ghost must have been searching other areas if he hadn't come for so long, and it would be his turn sooner or later after the other areas were done, and it should be almost time.

Thinking so, Wu Changsheng crawled out of the garbage can and walked along the edge of the paradise, wanting to change his hiding spot.

He carefully watched the movements around him as he craned his neck to look into the distance.

"It's better to find a larger building to hide." Wu Changsheng lifted his breath and moved forward lightly.

It didn't take long for him to see a three-story building not far ahead, and he immediately quickened his pace, and when he got closer, he found that it was a ghost building.

Can't get in?

Wu Changsheng thought for a few seconds and decided to give up entering the ghost building. It's not that it's too scary in appearance, it's just that there must be many hideous and realistic fake ghosts in the haunted house, and in this case, if the real ghost is hidden in it, it is easy to be confused, and it is easy to lose the opportunity to escape.

He walked on, and after walking for about ten minutes, he saw another building appear in front of him, opposite the building was a large plantation, and a cobblestone path winded out of it, and it winded to the entrance of the building in front of him.

He leaned closer to see the sign above the door: "Maze of Ten Thousand Mirrors." ”

It was said in the book that this kind of labyrinth was composed of countless mirrors, and it was easy to be trapped after entering, and Wu Changsheng didn't think that it was hidden inside. According to the dungeon experience of the predecessors, things like mirrors are very evil, and they are the most attractive things for ghosts.

"Let's move on." He thought as he lifted his leg to move forward.

But in the plantation opposite the mirror house, there was a sudden sound of stiff walking, and it was coming this way! Wu Changsheng's back tightened, and he immediately pushed the door and hid in the mirror room, there was really no other place to hide except here, and he didn't want to come in if he could.

As soon as he entered the door, he was frightened by the scene in front of him, and saw that the row of mirrors closest to the door had been torn apart on the ground, and a person was lying on his back in the middle of the mirror fragments.

Although his body was lying on his back, his head was strangely rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and his face was pressed tightly against the shards of glass on the ground. Although he couldn't see his face, Wu Changsheng still recognized that it was Chu Tao.

Chu Tao...... Dead here, the body was very close to him, and he could walk two steps to the side.

Wu Changsheng was in a cold sweat, and for a moment he even wanted to leave here immediately, but the sound of walking closer and closer outside made him dispel this thought. If the thing outside got any closer, he would have to go over Chu Tao's corpse and go deeper.

Fortunately, the sound of walking stopped at this time, and he tried not to look at Chu Tao's terrifying appearance, and listened attentively to the movement outside.

I heard the footsteps sound again after a pause, but this time they were walking into the distance, and there seemed to be no intention of coming in to take a look.

Wu Changsheng pressed his ears tightly against the door, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the sound completely disappeared.

"Listen to the voice, it should be a ghost just now, why didn't it come in? Is it because it has killed people here and thinks that others will not hide near the corpse? He thought to himself, if he said that, this mirror palace was still a very good hiding place.

But hiding with the corpse of an acquaintance, I feel a little uncomfortable. But in order to survive, it's a little uncomfortable, so you should bear it...... Wu Changsheng looked around while thinking so, trying to find a more hidden place.

Unfortunately, there was no place to hide, only a series of mirrors connected together to reflect countless figures.

He had avoided looking at Chu Tao's tragic situation on the ground, but he still inevitably swept over the corpse that was only three meters away from him.

Just when Wu Changsheng accidentally swept the corpse with his afterglow again, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

The corpse seemed to move.

He stiffened his head to look at the ground, and found that the corpse's face had turned around, staring at him with blood-red eyes.

Oops! In an instant, he understood something and immediately wanted to turn his head and flee, but his body couldn't move, and he couldn't even open his mouth to make a sound.

Under the gaze of those blood-red eyes, his body began to gradually distort, bursts of intense pain came, and Wu Changsheng's consciousness began to gradually blur.

He knew the ghost's killing methods, and he also knew that he would become a ghost like Chu Tao, but he could only accept death weakly.

At the end of his life, he suddenly sensed that he seemed to be able to move again, and he raised his hand with the last of his strength......