Ebetsu ran down the stairs next to him to the first floor.

Before he could run too far, there was a sound of the door being slammed open in the corridor behind him, and the door of the house must not be able to stop the ghost, and the ghost must have rushed out of the door to chase them.

Strange footsteps sounded behind him, and the ghost was coming down the stairs.

Jiang Bei has a three-pronged candlestick in his hand as a weapon, and the quality doesn't seem to be very good, and he may not be able to beat the ghost.

The hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, Jiang Bei runs down the stairs without looking back, thinking that he can always run if he can't beat it.

But the ghost was faster than he expected, and within a few seconds he heard footsteps behind him getting very close to him.

When I looked back, I saw that the ghost had already caught up, and because it was walking forward with its back on its back, its limbs were extremely strange and twisted.

"What are you telling me to do?"

"What are you telling me to do?"

It kept repeating the phrase in its mouth.

I didn't call you! Don't frame me!

At this time, the ghost had completely chased after him, and raised his hand to Jiang Bei's neck.

Jiang Bei thought that it might be trying to lock his throat, and immediately flashed to the side.

Although the throat was not locked, the dodge just now made him slow down his running speed, and the ghost behind took advantage of the past few seconds to stick it up.

He felt as if cold breath was spraying on the back of his neck.

Then a pair of hands stretched out from behind his waist and wrapped around him tightly, Jiang Bei felt a cold and stiff body attached to him, this time it was really a physical sense and a ghost.

The arm around his waist tightened more and more, as if he wanted to break him at the waist.

The pale face protruded from the back of the shoulder, and the mouth was so wide that it almost cracked to the back of the head, like a huge eerie smile. With each tightening of the arm, the smile on his face widened.

The eerie voice continued to spit out of this mouth.

"What are you telling me to do?"

"You told me to ......"

"I call you a horse!" Jiang Bei stabbed the three-pronged candlestick in his hand into the face behind his shoulder, and stabbed the ghost in the eye impartially.

Feeling the strength of his arm loosen on his waist, he seized the opportunity to hold the candlestick and stabbed it hard.

The quality of this thing was really not good, and it was cut off in half after being stabbed in half, and only a long candlestick handle was left in his hand.

At this time, the arms that were wrapped around his waist had been completely released, and Jiang Bei immediately turned around and kicked the thing behind him.

The thing behind him fell to the ground, and rolled down several steps, and he collapsed on the stairs motionless with his head down, and the half-broken three-pronged candlestick was still stuck in his eyes.

Jiang Bei looked at the motionless ghost in front of him, and reached out to touch his waist with palpitations, his waist was almost strangled by this thing just now.

This ghost doesn't know if it's dead or fainted, so it has to get out of here quickly, in case it wakes up in a while, Jiang Bei doesn't have any other weapons to compete with it again.

As he thought about it, he quickly ran towards the first floor, and stepped on the ghost on the ground as he passed him.

In a few seconds, he ran to the first floor, and he saw the tall statue of the Virgin.

Ebetsu saw a head placed on the severed neck of the statue of the Virgin.

It is the head of the north.

His eyes widened and his expression was terrifying.

It turns out that Xiang Beibei's head is here.

This scene is so weird, could it be that the ghost put his head here?

Just as Jiang Bei was staring at Xiang Beibei's head, there was a sudden sound of the door opening from the side.

He turned his head to look, and saw a hidden door not far away, because the pattern on the door was exactly the same as the pattern on the wall, so they did not notice it at first.

The person who opened the door was Zhao Ziyang, at this time, Zhao Ziyang was sneaking out of the crack in the door with half of his head, and immediately beckoned him to go after seeing Jiang Bei in the hall.

Jiang Bei entered the door only to find that Zhao Ziyang was not the only one here, Xin Yi was also here.

"You're really Jiang Bei, aren't you?" Zhao Ziyang was obviously scared by the ghost just now, for fear that Jiang Bei was pretending to be a ghost.

Jiang Bei began to identify himself: "Yes, the first copy I entered was hide and seek, and the second copy was in human form, and when I was in school, my grades were one or two from the bottom all year round, and the teacher once proposed that I go to the Central Military Region to sell my ......"

"Okay, okay," Zhao Ziyang waved his hand, "I know you're real." ”

After verifying his identity, Jiang Bei had time to look at this house.

A large, bright, conference room, with long tables in the middle, a few chairs scattered around the table, and a chair with a broken leg in the corner.

Wait a minute?

Why does this place look so familiar?

It seems to be the record room where they report on the situation of the humanoid copy after clearing it.

Jiang Bei was very impressed by the chair with the broken leg, and he remembered that Xin Yi was sitting on this chair and listened to them tell the whole process of the humanoid copy.

"You found out too." Xin Yi saw that Jiang Bei was looking at the chair with a broken leg, and said to him.

Jiang Bei also looked at her: "This is the record room of the humanoid copy?" ”

"It's very similar," Xin Yi nodded, then added, "almost exactly the same." ”

Zhao Ziyang also showed a strange expression: "As soon as I came in, I felt that this place was very similar to those record rooms in the Integration Department, and the moment I came in, I thought I had left the copy and returned to the base." ”

That's weird.

The original location of this copy was the liaison tower, and the appearance of the information transmitter in the liaison tower is barely excusable; The appearance of several storybooks and cigarette packs of base specialties is understandable, possibly brought into the contact tower by someone else.

But it's a bit strange that there is a record room in the Information Integration Department, right?

Is there such a recording room in the liaison tower?

"Two years ago, most of the area of the central city was swallowed by the sudden copy, and the original information integration department was also swallowed by the copy, so the current information integration department was rebuilt and built a year ago." Xin Yi looked at the chair in the corner.

This copy has been in existence for two years, and the new Information Integration Department was built only a year ago.

In other words, this copy is older than the Information Integration Department.

"And two years ago, the record room of the Information Integration Department was not so formal, it was a renovation of residential houses." Zhao Ziyang was puzzled, "So why does the recording room that was built only a year ago appear in the copy two years ago?" ”

Could it be that this copy still has the ability to predict?

"Have you ever been in this recording room?" Xin Yi suddenly asked Zhao Ziyang without a clue.

Zhao Ziyang was stunned for a moment when asked, and replied after a few seconds: "The record rooms in the Information Integration Department all look similar, how can I remember this." ”

"I remember that Zhao Tianran and Ah Gou also entered this record room." Xin Yi withdrew his gaze from the chair with the broken leg.

Indeed, and just half a month ago.

"Would it be useful to find out who had entered this record room?" Zhao Ziyang scratched his head, looking incomprehensible.

"If I'm not mistaken, it works." Xin Yi looked up at the window, and there was only a dazzling white light outside.