"Hmm...... Hmm......" There was a very faint voice behind him, and he guessed that it should be Qianlin.

Like Guan Tianxiang, she must have also witnessed the isolated boy, and she must have felt pity for him, and she must have wanted to rush out to save him......

Then, presumably, he also "wisely protected himself" and stayed in a hidden position to witness the germination of the tragedy.

The good sentence "Mingzhe protects oneself" sounds like it really rationalizes the indifference of watching the fire from the other side.

"No...... Don't come here......" The boy with the broken foot moved around on the floor, as if he was afraid that Ru Shuang would chop him to pieces of meat in the next second

She really did it, Guan Tianxiang had already witnessed it in the toilet on the ground floor.

Rushuang approached the boy, and they were only a few meters away from them.

But the next development of things went off the rails as expected.

"Brother, don't be afraid." Rushuang suddenly smiled, and sat down on stilts beside the boy, as if she had found a place in a subway car.

Rushuang flipped through the coil book in her hand, which must have been the diary they were looking for.

That book always hides the truth of the matter.

"Ask for ...... Please don't kill me......" The boy snorted, tears of despair streaming down the blood-red floor.

As if she couldn't hear the boy's words, Ru Shuang flipped through a few pages of her diary and said lukewarmly: "Isn't the feeling of abandonment of your companions very subtle? ”

The boy froze, then gasped in pain.

The white-haired girl's question seemed to confirm Guan Tianxiang's guess: the poor boy with a broken foot was given up by two men and women.

Ru Shuang stretched out her hand and stroked the boy's little head, gentle as a big sister: "Brother knows, in fact, it wasn't my sister who killed you, it was your trust in your companions that killed you." ”

Trust?

"Woo...... Woo woo...... "The boy cried silently and did not answer.

"People who are abandoned in the lonely rain should be lonely?" Rushuang's empty eyes swept towards them, which instantly made Guan Tianxiang full of goosebumps, thinking that she had discovered them.

"Lonely, no, lonely, lonely?" Rushuang's question is obviously aimed at the little boy, "If you don't answer obediently, my sister will be unhappy." ”

"Not lonely...... Don't be lonely......" The boy replied out of his body, and Guan Tianxiang even clearly heard the grinding sound of his two rows of teeth.

Guan Tianxiang clearly remembers that in the women's toilet on the ground floor, Ru Shuang also asked the injured woman exactly the same question, and the woman replied "lonely", and was finally tortured and killed by Ru Shuang with a chainsaw......

Could it be that answering "not lonely" can avoid a tragic death?

"Not lonely?" Ru Shuang tilted her head to the right and bit her right index finger, "Then you must be very happy, my sister envy you." Guan Tianxiang watched Ru Shuang carry a flashlight and notes, stood up and turned around and walked, walking towards the exit of the morgue, while the boy lay on the ground and breathed painfully.

A few seconds passed, Ru Shuang walked farther and farther, Guan Tianxiang couldn't help but be surprised, it turned out that he could escape the hunt of death by answering "not lonely"?

Is it just as simple and nonsensical?

"Since you are not lonely," Ru Shuang stopped suddenly, "then it is better to stop time for this moment, then you will not be lonely in the future." ”

Then, there was a terrifying smirk, and Guan Tianxiang also foresaw the scene in the next second......

No.

Ru Shuang pulled out a thirty-centimeter-long sharp kitchen knife from the diary, turned around and threw herself on her brother's back.

The younger brother screamed in disbelief, it was the most futile move.

"Deliverance...... Extrication...... Hee-hee! Rushuang's face was full of excitement, and the sharp knife kept poking at her brother's right arm, as if it was carving something

The pigment is the blood of a living person.

There was no more gray and white on the ground, only red remained.

The boy cried out in despair: "Help...... Help—" "You're so noisy, and my sister won't invite you to candy." The next second, the boy really didn't say anything again, but it wasn't because he was "obedient".

Guan Tianxiang witnessed Ru Shuang's hand slashing at the back of the boy's head and neck, and it was a disgusting collision.

"Lonely blood, bloody loneliness." Rushuang stood up, licking the blood from the boy's neck with her right hand, then opened the diary and tore out one of the pages.

Ru Shuang pinched it into a paper ball, stuffed it into the dead boy's mouth, and grinned: "Let the memory be abandoned like the younger brother." Isn't it much more comfortable in this way? Then, laughing maniacally, she walked slowly outside the morgue with a flashlight, a knife, and a diary.

Little Boy ......

He was tortured and killed......

The only thing to be thankful for is that Rushuang didn't find them

Suddenly, Ru Shuang stopped in front of the iron gate and smiled back.

"Hee-hee, is it really that funny to watch others being spurned?"

I vaguely remember that Jaime mentioned that mental state is like a rubber band, terror is like the force exerted on a rubber band, and mental breakdown is like a rubber band deformation.

According to this metaphor, it is difficult to collapse a person with the horror of pure fragmentation and one-sidedness, which will only make the rubber band unable to resist brute force and break.

But if you tighten and loosen and repeat the cycle, the rubber band will be slowly torn apart and eventually become a prototype.

And Guan Tianxiang's mental state is like a rubber band, just a moment after he relaxed from the suffocating horror, his whole body seeped into the cold again.

Because, Rushuang found that there were survivors in the morgue, probably them.

The appearance she had just put on didn't seem to be aware of them, and this was what made Guan Tianxiang the most terrifying.

Qianqin shuddered in fright, and grabbed Guan Tianxiang's hand in the dark, which was slightly warm.

Ru Shuang stood in front of the door like a doll, without shining a flashlight in their direction, nor drawing a knife, but this alone made Guan Tianxiang feel like he was on pins and needles.

In the darkness, Guan Tianxiang couldn't see Rushuang's expression clearly.

She's watching......

Is it them, or the two men and women?

After a long time of flowing like sand, Ru Shuang turned around without warning, humming the most familiar melody on her lips: "Houses move and houses speak...... If you take me there you'll get relief……”

The song felt a little familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere, but I couldn't pronounce the name......

It's a faint sadness, and a thousand tons of hatred

Guan Tianxiang saw it, Guan Tianxiang definitely saw it.

Guan Tianxiang subconsciously touched the bag of gray pants, and the temperature around him dropped sharply in seconds.

How can it be?

Rushuang hummed softly, like a Lotte girl who had visited an adventure park, stepping over the iron gate and stepping out of the morgue with light steps, followed by the sound of the closing of the doors in the hallway.

Now that she's found them, why don't she kill them?

If she were a dead soul, wouldn't it be easy to torture and kill the survivors?

Is it mercy?

What was supposed to be a blessing was painted with a thick sense of irony and powerlessness.

Everything is in her hands, and it is never ruled by the humble ones......

However, what Guan Tianxiang is facing at the moment is a more mysterious mystery.

Guan Tianxiang touched the bag of gray pants, panting tremblingly, his back crawling with terrifying things.

How can it be?

"Brother Xiang...... Is he gone? Xiao Ying's faint voice came from behind him, but Guan Tianxiang was silent.

"Tianxiang...... What are you doing? Qianqin in her arms first noticed that Guan Tianxiang was wrong.

"Rushuang...... It's not a flashlight ......" Guan Tianxiang lowered his throat, and fear caused his trachea to contract.

"Scare?" The Xianye voice in front of him revealed surprise, "It's going to glow, it's not a flashlight?" ──”

"Ru Shuang is not holding a flashlight, it's my mobile phone......" Guan Tianxiang is sure that he is not mistaken, it is definitely a silver Iphone5.

The memory of the women's toilet on the ground floor came to mind, when Guan Tianxiang found that the mobile phone was missing, but when he was pulled into another world for the first time, the mobile phone was obviously in his trouser pocket......

Moreover, I still remember that the mobile phone was out of battery at that time, and it couldn't be turned on! But now, Rushuang uses the silver Iphone5 as a flashlight for lighting, what's going on?

Shortness of breath caused a sharp pain in his throat, followed by a dizzy assault, forcing Guan Tianxiang to take out the pack of anemia pills from his back pocket and swallow one.

"Whew...... ...... "Guan Tianxiang stared intently at the iron door, afraid that Ru Shuang would suddenly run in with a knife, although she seemed to have already walked away, and had even left the floor.

Finally......

Why is Guan Tianxiang's Iphone5 mobile phone in Rushuang's hands, and why is there electricity?

Or maybe it's just another phone of the same color......

Unexpectedly.

There was a commotion in the morgue, and although Guan Tianxiang and his partner were still silent, Qianqin still trembled gently in Guan Tianxiang's arms.

After a few seconds, the corridor of the morgue was filled with light, and the men and women who had broken in earlier walked to the center of the corridor with flashlights, in front of the body of the little boy.

They stared at the corpses in astonishment, and Guan Tianxiang seized the opportunity to take a closer look at their appearance.

"That...... Child...... Die...... It's dead...... Woo woo...... "The woman with the "chicken sound" covered her mouth and said, her voice was more afraid than heartache.

From the side, she is a long-haired woman about 20 years old, about 160 cm tall, wearing a black OL uniform and the most mediocre black leather shoes.

It seems that it is the public face of the class who can see dozens of people at a glance in Des Voeux Road.

"Shut up, what are you shouting? If he doesn't sacrifice, how can we survive? The middle-aged man with a flashlight scolded in a low voice.

Thinning hair close to the Mediterranean, squinting eyes, the most rustic white shirt protruding from the belly, overly wide trousers, and brown leather shoes.

That obscene look seems to be a selfish middle-aged man who has no material to pretend to be four, and he already knows a thing or two from his words and deeds just now.

After hearing this, OL just lowered his head: "Hmm...... That's right...... But he's still a child—"

"But what? Do you want to be hacked to death by her? The middle-aged man said angrily.

OL's voice trembled: "No...... No...... I still have to work...... yes, it's good that the kid died, otherwise we'd have died, haha-"

"Enough!" A voice suddenly came from behind him, weak but full of emotion.

Qianlin stood up and hurried into the bloody corridor.

She walked up to the stunned middle-aged man and grabbed the rustic white shirt: "Uncle Heng, do you have any humanity?"

That child is your companion, a human life! ”

It turns out that Qianlin knows this obscene middle-aged man?

Or is he also a resident of Morningford Mansion?

Guan Tianxiang and Xianye looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and then turned on the flashlight at the same time and stood up.

"Go away, dead little girl." The middle-aged man rudely pushed Qian Lin away and looked at all of them, "It turns out that you are also here, and sure enough, the residents of Chenfu Mansion have all arrived." Who's behind you? ”

"Uncle Heng...... Usually you're not like this......" Qianlin looked surprised, "The Uncle Heng I know won't be so cold-blooded......"

"Cold-blooded? Ha ha. The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously, exuding disgust, "Little sister, in this hell, do you think there is a happy ending?" Is it too much comedy? Either you die, or I live. ”

"Either you die, or I live", following "Chen Shenggui's surname", the earth-shattering crying ghost and god-style golden sentence.

"You slut...... You say it all! Qian Lin was emotional and approached the middle-aged man again, but was hit in the chest by him with one hand.

The middle-aged man licked his lower lip and said with a lewd smile: "I don't just say it, I do it-" In less than half a second, the middle-aged man stepped back violently and knocked down the iron cabinet behind him, with a loud "pop".

Guan Tianxiang frowned, looked at the gap on the tip of his nose splashed blood red, and then looked at Xianye beside him.

"Old fellow, Uncle Ben advises you not to make trouble." Xian Ye pointed at the middle-aged man with a knife, his face was like earth, and he made up for it after a few seconds

"Haha".

Damn, Guan Tianxiang really thinks that Xianye is very similar to the protagonist of those martial arts anime.

He was so fast with the knife just now that even Guan Tianxiang who was present couldn't see it clearly, and the blade didn't stain a drop of blood.

"You...... You're not that incestuous outrageous one? The middle-aged man was first frightened, and then smiled hideously, "How are you and that dumb girl developing, do you-"

"Smack".

"I think you can understand Cantonese," Xian Ye quickly pushed the middle-aged man to the iron cabinet, his expression was still so calm and calm, "You have the ability to move my companion's hair again, and next time I will cut off your nose." In case you don't know, I remind you that you only have one nose, haha. "Don't talk about the middle-aged man, even everyone present was shocked by Xianye's evil spirit, and he was silent for a few seconds.

"God...... Neuropathic ......" The middle-aged man gasped in horror and hurriedly stepped back, "What qualifications do you have to criticize me?" Just like a shrunken turtle hiding, watching that child get killed? Hypocrisy, haha......" But the middle-aged man laughed a few times, and hurriedly left the morgue with the OL woman who had already lost her face.

Half a minute faded, and the morgue returned to its bleak darkness and silence.

"Are you alright?" Xian Ye looked back at Qianlin, but Qianlin just shook her head slightly: "No...... The kid was obviously a neighbor......

Why did they abandon him......" Frankly speaking, Guan Tianxiang also had to agree with the middle-aged man's refutation.

Even though it was their sin to abandon their companions, they had just watched the tragedy happen, and watched it coldly.

These misfortunes are caused by the silent majority of their class, who are still rightly criticizing others, and they really know how to be humorous.

"Wait...... That ...... What came from? Qianqin walked over with the frightened Xiaoying and pointed to a piece of white paper on Guan Tianxiang's feet.

"Huh? Is it a diary ......" Guan Tianxiang took two steps back and picked up the blank paper.

The paper was stained with blood, and the paper was printed in typeface......

It's Guan Tianxiang's most hated new fine body, and it's Size 12

Guan Tianxiang was stunned, completely stunned.

"I don't know who it is and what is it doing?" Xian Ye put away the boundary knife, and had no intention of remembering other people's names at all.

"Why...... This piece of paper ......" Guan Tianxiang swallowed, staring intently at the A4 paper.

The top of the paper was covered with blood, but Guan Tianxiang still saw a whole line of Chinese names, ranging from fifty to one hundred......

Why are there so many names?

Is this a list?

A list of what?

In the next moment, the hands holding the white paper couldn't help but tremble greatly, it was a trembling that could not be concealed.

Because Guan Tianxiang saw that the three words in one of the lines were circled by someone with blood.

Guan Tianxiang