After Yuan Qingli was pulled into the mirror by an irresistible suction, the picture in front of her changed suddenly.

The familiar layout of the corridor is more magnificent, bright and clean.

The windows are bright and clean, and there is popularity.

She was alone in the empty hallway.

Looking left and right, I was on the 12th floor, and there was a staircase not far in front of me.

Combined with what the long-tongued ghost said, this should be the Yihong Courtyard fifty years ago.

Just then, there was a sound at the top of the staircase.

"Catch her!"

"Don't let her run! Hurry up! ”

Looking intently, several running black figures swept in like a violent wind. Instantly surrounded Yuan Qingli.

"One, two, three...... Six people. Yuan Qingli silently let go of her clenched fist.

They didn't have the consciousness of pity for the jade, the two stepped forward and clasped Yuan Qingli's hands behind their backs, and in the clanging sound, half a circle of cold and hard objects fell on the slender porcelain-white wrists.

Yuan Qingli realized that it might be handcuffs.

Who are these people? Too bold......

Security at Yee Hong Hospital? Bodyguard? Think of her as an alien intruder?

Hotels generally have surveillance, maybe someone in the monitoring room found themselves out of thin air, but it makes sense.

She looked up, her eyes full of confusion, and there was no surveillance equipment at the end of the hallway.

Or maybe she has an identity here?

Yuan Qingli pretended to struggle, and shouted a few times without pain, 'Let go of me, help', and was set up by two bodyguards.

They carried Yuan Qingli and followed a few black-clothed people to the thirteenth floor.

Yuan Qingli was brought into a room, and the room number was blocked by the tall figure of one of the bodyguards, and she didn't see it clearly.

However, from the direction and number of steps from the elevator, Yuan Qingli speculated that this room was about 1303~1305.

Pushing open the door, a man wearing a ghost mask sat under a heavy curtain, tall and thick.

In the gap in the curtain, a ray of sunlight shone on half of the man's face, and the ghost mask looked even more hideous, as if it was fighting against this light.

He played with a building lamp on the coffee table with his left hand, and with the other hand he rubbed the pulley of the silver lighter with his fingertips, and the blue flame suddenly rose, but after seeing Yuan Qingli, it was extinguished in an instant.

"Sir. Number 07 was brought back. ”

Yuan Qingli noticed that the ghost's mask and his cold gaze fell on him, like a python seeing a treasure that he had been looking for for a long time, and the snake letter licked it greedily and disgustingly.

Suddenly, she was kicked hard in the knee, and she didn't kneel down, and her kneecap emitted a slight pain.

Yuan Qingli turned her head and glared at the bodyguard who kicked her knee, is this ghost mask the emperor? She still has to kneel down.

I'm sorry, except for her parents in heaven and earth, she only kneels to death.

"What kind of hunter and prey game are you playing with me here?" The ghost mask used a voice changer, and his voice was thick and hoarse, "If you die, it won't be of any value to me. ”

He walked over slowly, raised his hand and pinched Yuan Qingli's chin, forcing her to expose her whole face under his eyes, as if looking at something.

A little fear appeared on Yuan Qingli's face, her eyes were slightly rounded, and the water light instantly soaked her eyes.

"Such beautiful eyes must be very suitable for that young lady. After passing the physical examination, the match was also successful, and I had to send a fresh past. ”

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand and took the wet wipes handed by the bodyguard on the side with disgust and wiped his fingers little by little.

After passing the physical examination and successful matching, the eight words exploded in her head like a bolt of lightning. Vaguely, guess what will happen.

Yuan Qingli's thin shoulders trembled slightly, and tears fell from her face. She didn't dare say more, but some of the lines were generic.

Yuan Qingli moved her lips, tears fluttered, she looked pitiful, desperate and struggling: "Please...... Leave me alone...... Leave me alone......"

She cried so much that she was in the same situation, but her heart was constantly moving, she was number 07, which meant that there were other people in the same situation as her.

Moham!

Who did the long-tongued ghost ask her to save?