Hong Yu was extremely desperate at the moment.

She hates, she is angry, she fears.

has never been in the Blood Gate, most of the NpC and enemies have been toyed with by her, and there are no bones left, where have you ever fallen into such a passive situation now?

Ning Qiushui accurately grasped a weakness that she couldn't avoid - fear of death.

If she didn't help Ning Qiushui and cooperate with Ning Qiushui, then she would be like Ning Qiushui said, flee and struggle for a few days before rotting and dying.

Chu Zhu had already lost all his heart, and compared to Chen Shouxi, he no longer had any 'chips' in his hands.

With such a person, you can only wait for death.

Hong Yu had already learned from Wu Wen that as long as anyone had blood on their hands, their bodies would begin to rot, and they would only survive for five days at most.

In other words...... All the tricksters have begun to rot.

She had previously had an emotional collapse because of fear, and she designed to kill another Ah Le, so she rotted faster than the others.

Others can live for five days, she may only live for four...... Or even three days.

Can she not be in a hurry?

She didn't want to die.

As long as Ning Qiushui didn't admit that he was lying, even if there was a little hope, she would not give up, and she would be willingly manipulated by Ning Qiushui as a puppet.

"Ning Qiushui...... I'm going to...... You die!! ”

Hong Yu held his head in both hands, twisted into a strange shape on the ground, and his eyes were extremely resentful.

…

At the door of the Ice Wolf Hotel, Ning Qiushui put the ice pack into the trunk of the car, and then drove away from the hotel, he went around and came to the periphery of the back of the hotel, looking at the lawn downstairs There was a man standing there, staring at a room on the third floor.

He's the only one here.

It seems that the other tricksters have been frozen in the elevator with the ghosts.

They all have ghost weapons on their bodies, and it is unlikely that they will die, but they have been delayed for time.

Didi –

The whistle of the car sounded from outside the steel fence, and Chu Zhu, who looked up, subconsciously looked sideways.

The window rolled down, and a face wearing a mask appeared in front of him.

"Sir, do you need help?"

Hearing this voice, Chu Zhu's pupils shrank suddenly.

How could he not remember the voice?

The man in front of him is the "pot" who disguised himself as a cleaner and entered his room to get his heart!

With his fists clenched, Chu Zhu rushed towards the iron fence, grabbed the iron rod with both hands, and roared:

"Bastard thing!"

"Do you think you're handsome?"

"Do you think you've won?"

"Don't be scared!"

Ningqiu Waterway:

"Seeing how embarrassed you are, let me give you a hint...... The corpse sewer you saw that day was actually a bastard. ”

"He lied to all of you."

"If you don't kill people on the first day, your bodies won't rot."

After a pause, his eyes lifted slightly:

"Second, it's the one who needs the heart, not the person you're looking for."

When Chu Zhu heard this, the anger in his heart was barely suppressed.

"I think I'll take your word for it?"

Ning Qiushui smiled slightly.

"Believe it or not is your business, it has nothing to do with me, I tell you this...... Just because I don't like that stitcher. ”

"Because he also deceived me."

"That's all."

After finishing speaking, he drove away directly, leaving Chu Zhu with a look of exhaust and confusion.

…

On the street, Ning Qiushui, who got the heart, did not feel the slightest ease.

The moment he got his heart, he faintly had an even more terrifying conjecture in his heart.

Maybe...... Everything he saw from the moment he entered this door to the present was what the "man behind the scenes" behind him wanted him to see.

"There can't be one more...... Is that guy named Sun Falcon the 'person behind the scenes', or is there someone else......"

Ning Qiushui kept driving until he stopped parking next to the police station in Dusk Town, and after stopping the car, he subconsciously lit a cigarette.

Inside the car, smoke filled.

The ice pack in the trunk is very well prepared, and it won't melt for a while.

"What kind of character is Zhao Er?"

"Whether he has already appeared, it's just a change in his appearance and voice that I don't recognize......"

Ning Qiushui's eyes were gloomy.

"Is Zhao Er a 'pot'?"

"Is Zhao Er the 17th corpse to disappear?"

"Or was I wrong from the beginning?"

"Where did the 17th body go?"

"Zhao Er must be a very important and key figure in this door, in what capacity does it appear?"

Ning Qiushui pinched his eyes with a little headache.

At this moment, he is more like a trapped beast in a cage.

He had already confirmed with Hong Yu once before that after the tricksters entered this bloody door, they had indeed killed 17 people.

That is, the 17th body is indeed missing.

I just don't know if it ran away on its own, or if someone took it with them.

Different from the previous Blood Gate, in this Blood Gate, Ning Qiushui got too much information, but on the contrary, he couldn't see it clearly, and everything in front of him was full of fog.

It was getting dark quickly.

A familiar figure slowly walked out of the police station.

Dressed in a trench coat and wearing a gentleman's hat, he stood under the dim street lamp.

From a distance, there are some vicissitudes.

This middle-aged man was none other than Fang Shan, who seemed to be waiting for the car.

Ning Qiushui drove in front of him and honked his horn twice.

The two glanced at each other, Fang Shan opened the car door and sat in Ning Qiushui's co-pilot.

"Got a new lead?"

Fang Shan asked.

Ning Qiushui took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them to Fang Shan, his fingers lightly touched his tail, and half of the mouth slid out, Fang Shan did not refuse, he directly took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth and lit it.

"I want to talk to you, the fog in front of me is too heavy to see clearly."

Fang Shan smiled, pressed the window, and spat out a cigarette outside.

"Where didn't you see clearly?"

Ning Qiu's sailor played the steering wheel and walked slowly through the street, without purpose.

"One more person."

"Who?"

"Sun Falcon."

"Who is he?"

"One...... Marginal people. ”

Ning Qiushui told him about this person, and Fang Shan was thoughtful.

"He's not in the corpse sewer's 'bureau.'"

Ning Qiushui's gaze was calm and profound:

"So...... I suspect the corpse sewer may be in his "bureau". ”

pS: Good night.