The only safe choice is for Wang Jian to leave the room the moment he hears the knock, lock the door, and wait for the receptionist's rescue - but that is almost impossible to judge, because it is almost everyone's instinct to leave himself in a familiar private territory in the face of danger.

But in fact, the real ghost does not come from outside, but is in the same room as Wang Jian.

They exchange breathes in the same space and share the same air.

When Wang Jian was very frightened and wrapped himself in the quilt, perhaps the ghost was also standing at the head of his bed and watching him quietly.

Now inside the room, life and death are unknown.

One sighed slightly and suggested, "Let's give the door to ...... Let's tear it down. ”

Three seemed to be listening to something, but in the end, he gave up and said, "Let's do it." ”

Yuan Xuxue's broken Hongmeng was unsheathed again, but when his blade was even about to be slashed on the door lock, it suddenly paused at that moment.

No. 3 didn't stop much, and when his props attacked the door lock, he found that a lot of blood flowed strangely from the part that was attacked-

His hand was quickly pressed down by Yuan Xuxue.

Yuan Yuxue stared at the blood flowing out very calmly.

From the smell of blood, the genes belonging to Wang Jian were scanned.

He said in a soft voice, "It's Wang Jian's blood." ”

Number Three was speechless for a moment.

They don't know that it's a rule of law - even if they do, there is a price to pay for breaking the door.

Or is it a special ability that belongs to ghosts......

The practice of a stand-in like this is obviously extremely vicious.

They had no doubt that after they split the door, they would see Wang Jian's body being torn apart.

If Wang Jian didn't die at the hands of ghosts, but died at their hands, then there would be a lot of black humor.

At this moment, they heard a sound finally coming from inside the room at the same time—

The sound was loud, it was the sound of Wang Jian slamming open a sliding glass door.

Three's face changed almost suddenly, and he raised his glasses restlessly.

He believed that Yuan Yuxue probably heard what was going on. But he still spoke in a gloomy voice," he said, opening the balcony door. ”

Balcony –

In fact, the balcony on the first floor, under normal circumstances, will not encounter any dangerous situations, but at this time, the player's heart suddenly suddenly, and Yuan Xuxue's dark eyelashes trembled slightly.

He and No. 3 both remembered that in the warning text message Wang Jian received, the color picture attached at the end was that after Wang Jian jumped off the building, the flesh and bones of the fall were separated in a physical sense, not human-shaped, a puddle of rotten meat.

But in reality - must it have been a jumping off a building?

The viscera and flesh that had been splattered far away, and the incomplete bodies also looked like they had been pulled alive and dismembered.

Chapter 336: Doom Hotel 11

- He had to be stopped.

This is the idea that the players have come to mind at the same time, and it is extremely tacit.

Inside, except for the cacophony of the glass door being slammed open, and the wind whirring in from the balcony, there was no movement.

Number One took the props and tried to smash the door open - he had a lot of strength, and under normal circumstances, it would have been a matter of no problem, but the door was locked very tightly, and it didn't move.

His arm was numb from the impact, and his skin was slightly red and swollen after the impact, but it was still ...... Nothing to use.

Yuan Yuxue's gaze fell on the sensing area of the door lock, still tentatively using energy to invade. At this time, a faint rustling sound came from inside the room, which made the players change their faces again.

The sound of clothes being blown by the wind and being pulled by something came out. Then, there is the sound of a person turning so much that the garment is slightly torn -

in the room.

Wang Jian's expression was quite calm.

Compared to the past few days, he has hardly slept well. After being haunted by bad luck, he was emaciated and haggard, and his face was hideous.

The blue-black under the eyes is so deep that it seems that he has taken drugs, an image of no man and no ghost.

At this time, it was as if his spirit had been soothed, and he was calm to the point of numbness. Except for the dead, there is hardly anyone who has such a lifeless and silent expression.

He was no longer afraid.

No longer afraid of death, no longer afraid of doom and misfortune, there was nothing to grieve for him.

He felt relief.

Listening to the guidance of that voice, Wang Jian stepped forward and slammed open the door of the balcony!

Those cold winds blew on him, but Wang Jian didn't feel that something was wrong at all, but felt that the last trace of gloomy breath was also blown away.

He listened to the gentle comfort of the voice in his head, and as instructed him, he struggled to climb onto the balcony—an almost impossible task for a middle-aged man who had neglected his fitness to the point of having a large beer belly.

But he did it, as if some force was pulling him.

And he stood tremblingly on the balcony, and when he looked down, it was as if he saw some wonderful paradise. couldn't help but smile happily, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be uncontrollably pulled to the maximum, raised high. This made this smile, which could only be described as pure joy, suddenly become a little excessive, and even a little terrifying.

It is a romantic paradise, and it will also be his paradise.

Soft, pure white, and comforting...... Most of the words in this world that are born out of beauty seem to be used in that place. Wang Jian even saw his wife, who was holding her healthy and lovely daughter, standing on the green grass and showing him a very gentle smile. And the daughter was jumping up, looking very dishonest, always trying to break free of her mother's hand, but when she saw Wang Jian, she suddenly made a bright expression, grimaced at him, and waved her hand happily, "Dad!" Father! Come down! Play games with me! ”

Her childish face puffed up slightly, "Come and hug me, my mother can't hold me anymore." ”

Due to his busy work, Wang Jian has lost a large part of his daughter's childhood growing up, and he has not seen his daughter so coquettish to him for a long time.

He misses them so much.

Wang Jian thought, how could he feel as if he hadn't seen them for a long time?

His wife seemed to have told him something.

Let him hurry home.

So why isn't he going home now?

Wang Jian's body stretched out a little more, and he staggered in mid-air, as if he had fallen down as soon as the wind blew, and his body was almost completely out of the confines of the balcony.

But there was a very confused sense of confusion in his heart—not fear, just dazed.

Why is his loved one down there, but when he remembers that his wife is waiting for him to come home, he just wants to step back?

It's as if going to them is a betrayal.

But just such a blank mood doesn't seem to be enough to change Wang Jian's mind. He stared intently at the heavenly scenery below, and he couldn't take his eyes off it. In this way, the body slowly leans outward, and soon it is difficult to maintain balance. He staggered to the ground, and with the slightest movement, he would have fallen from the balcony completely—

Outside the door, No. 1 kept turning and studying the doorknob, and the cold sweat was about to come out.

He said, "Still no." ”

Just as he was thinking about whether he could save the country and turn in from the next room, he saw Yuan Yuxue suddenly raise his head, the incomparably long and pitch-black eyelashes trembled very quickly, and the red lips were tightly pursed, showing a more gorgeous color.

That was an emotion that rarely appeared on Yuan Yuxue's always cold face.

"It's too late." Yuan Yuxue said.

One's heart sank.

I don't know why, he and Yuan Yuxue seem to have the same premonition.

…… It's too late.

At this moment, he suddenly saw Yuan Yuxue slightly pursed his lips again-

"Wang Jian." Yuan Yuxue raised her voice slightly.

The words are clear and his breath is very steady, even in the room, he should be able to clearly hear Yuan Yuxue calling his name.

No. 3 paused slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Yuxue. There seems to be some ...... on his cold face Astonished.

Of course.

At this time, the voice made by Yuan Yuxue was not the timbre that he usually looked cold, but it was very pleasant.

It's a woman's voice.

- No. 3 and No. 1, they have not heard, or even noticed, that Wang Jian is on the phone with his wife.

But Yuan Yuxue is different...... Of course, he didn't mean to eavesdrop. It's just that as a war robot, all of his senses are far sharper than a human, and the same is true for hearing.

Although he was far away at that time, and Wang Jian's voice on the phone with his wife while hiding on the bed in the room was small enough, Yuan Yuxue did hear the voice of Wang Jian's wife, and then recorded this audio message into the database as data - this was his instinct to collect data, and it had nothing to do with Yuan Yuxue's own will.

With relevant information, simulating sound is hardly difficult for Yuan Yuxue.

What he is now imitating is the voice of Wang Jian's wife.

For Wang Jian, he who has fallen into a state of "ghost blinding" will indeed not react to anyone's blocking voice. Even if the players were holding a loudspeaker behind him and yelling at him to stop, Wang Jian would not hesitate to enter the "Taoyuan".

But this voice is his "wife"!

Wang Jian, who was about to jump, was in a trance for a while.

He looked at the smiling face of his wife below, and listened to the voice of his wife calling him behind him, even if he was in his current state, he was not aware of some logical confusion (for example, his wife would never appear downstairs in the hotel in the middle of the night), but he also knew what a multiple-choice question was.

Is his wife downstairs or outside the door?

While he hesitated, the voice of the "wife" outside the door came again.

"Wang Jian, come and open the door for me."

Yuan Yuxue said this expressionlessly.

…… It can be said that his purpose is very clear and not hidden at all.

Number Three has already reacted.

He actually didn't know who Yuan Yuxue was imitating, but this object was easy to guess. This must be a very important woman in Wang Jian's life, and excluding the options of "mother" and "daughter" from the age shown by the timbre, it can only be the wife mentioned by Wang Jian.

In addition, the sound of clothes rubbing and folding in the door stopped, and Wang Jian seemed to have stopped his movements and hesitated, which showed that Yuan Xuxue's sound interference was useful!

…… It's just that this is terrible.

Number Three thought.