Fatal Counterattack

Chapter 83

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Zhang Zichen didn't say much else, just glanced at the sleepy M, then turned around and walked to the innermost room of the porch.

bang bang bang!

"Sorry to bother you!"

Seeing Zhang Zichen's anxious expression, Musi ordinary people didn't ask any more questions, and also turned around and walked across to the opposite room.

After a while, Dai Chenzhu from the opposite room, Brad from the innermost side, and Chu Nian came out one after another. Although the faces were still sleepy, in this weird environment, who is it? Can't sleep well either.

"What is Z..."

Before Brad could finish his sentence, he heard M anxiously knocking on the outermost door, and became even more irritable in his words.

"S? Miss S?!"

If it was said that the people who were still a little sleepy just now were hit hard on the waist by this sudden situation.

"Do not open the door?"

Brad stood close to the door of Sailinduo, his right hand with muscles like a horned dragon was directly clamped on the doorknob.

Bang bang bang bang bang. . . But no matter how hard he tried, the door was locked, and the handle was so securely installed.

"Why are you still hesitating, just smash it away!" Dai Chenzhu stood at the end of the crowd and said with his hands pushing the gold-rimmed glasses that were about to slide off.

At this time, Chu Nian and Brad, who were standing on both sides of the front door, didn't answer. They pushed back a little, slanted their shoulders, and then slammed into the door with all their might. . .

Bang!

The strength was so great that it almost knocked down the whole door, and the two lotus leaves jingled and jumped aside. . . Not to mention the door lock, it was directly removed from the door frame.

Chu Nian and Brad rushed into the room at the front, followed by Zhang Zichen and Mu Si ordinary people. The mysterious atmosphere that was sealed inside the door was finally lifted.

"Dead, it should be just now"

The layout of the room is the same as that of other people. The European-style big bed is against the wall, and there is a large floor-to-ceiling mirror directly opposite. There are two bedside tables and bedside lamps on the left and right sides of the bed. There is no other extra furniture besides a table and a single chair. There is no trace of moving anything in the bed, and the bedside lamp is on. The only thing that is out of place in this room is the one lying at the foot of the bed with eyes open, who doesn't know what he experienced in the last moment of his life, Sailin Duo. . . Above that beautiful face, there is only a emptiness that is extremely silent

"Looks like there was no struggle...but because of what was fatal?"

Chu Nian squatted at the foot of the bed with Brad, staring at the lifeless Sailin Duo in front of him.

"Damn it, this is a fucking hell! Everyone, it seems that we need to have a good chat!"

If everyone could keep calm for a while, Dai Chenzhu seemed to be stimulated by the beauty lying there.

"Calm down D, it's not that simple"

Ordinary Mudera just stood on one side, watching Brad and Chu Nian calmly analyzing the situation, but anyone could tell from his expression that this calmness was just a sign of inner strength.

Zhang Zichen stood at the back of the door, holding the knocked out door lock in his hand, gently touching the locked copper block stuck outside with his fingers, his red phoenix eyes almost narrowed into a line. First there was a strange and huge secret room, and then there was a murder secret room where no murder weapon could be found. . . Among these people, there really are ghosts.

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"How calm is this! M! Don't you know what the situation is now?!" Dai Chenzhu paced around the room, his eyebrows behind the gold-rimmed glasses almost knit together.

"Everyone, I don't care what you are thinking, who you are doubting, or what you want to do, please stay rational and maintain the most basic judgment"

Ordinary people in Musi lit a cigarette casually, and their eyes fell leisurely on Zhang Zichen.

"Z, I don't know what you think"

The eyes of Brad and Dai Chenzhu moved to Zhang Zichen following the words of ordinary people in Mu Si, and only Chu Nian was still staring at the dead Sailinduo.

Zhang Zichen lowered his head and was still looking at the door lock in his hand. After feeling the eyes of everyone, he couldn't help but sighed.

"I think everyone should stop thinking about it..."

Just this one sentence, Chu Nian wasn't distracted at all, but he couldn't help turning around, frowning and locking his eyes.

"Thinking too much makes it easy to get distracted. I just know that if I were S, unless a god came down to kill me, if I were a mortal, I would definitely not be so simple as to sit and wait for death." Zhang Zichen raised his eyes, Finally, he took his eyes off the door lock.

"That's right, that's what she's supposed to be trying to tell us"

As soon as Zhang Zichen finished speaking, Chu Nian took out a strange strand of hair from the back of Sai Linduo's head. This strand of hair was twisted together in two strands, and at the bottom was tied a transparent sheet the size of a matchbox. .

If the angle of observation is wrong, even if you bring these two strands of hair to your eyes, if you don't pay more attention, you won't be able to observe the thin slice at the bottom.

"Oh? Xiaoping's display device?"

Brad was instantly attracted by the small device in front of him. He skillfully untied the messy hair in two or three strokes. With a snap of his fingers, the flake, which was originally only the size of a matchbox, was instantly removed. Extended into a display of about six inches.

"Um... this is?"

The content here is obviously related to Sai Linduo's death, and Dai Chenzhu was also attracted by the so-called "death message".

"Landscape? Was it recorded with night vision?"

Ordinary people in Mu Temple looked at the display screen with a strange expression on their faces, and the screen that was playing was really confusing.

"No, handsome guy, please turn off the light," Chu Nian said in a low voice.

The moment Chu Nian spoke, something flashed in Zhang Zichen's brain, and when he was about to turn off the light, he perfectly connected with Chu Nian's words.

"good"