Haunting Spectre Road

Chapter 163

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Fusecat turned back and scolded: "You are not her, what do you know? Don't interrupt!" He turned to the girl and said: "Don't worry about him, just say it." The girl glanced at Lone Xinghan faintly and said: " What he said was absolutely right. It was as if he was hiding behind me and knew everything clearly, so I didn't intend to hide it from you. Indeed, after she hurried back to the room, she brought a pair of scissors over. "Fusecat glanced at Gu Xinghan in shock. Gu Xinghan only smiled slightly without explaining. fusecat asked: "What happened next? What was Tina doing with the scissors in the room? Can you infer what she was cutting?" The girl said: "Nothing was being cut. I didn't hear any cutting sounds, I could only hear her. Walking around the room irritably." He took the scissors but it didn't work? This is a bit incredible. Fusecat pondered and continued to ask: "Did anything strange happen in your room later?" The girl shook her head and said: "No, except for the occasional slight headache, it's just a slight, nothing. It's okay." Fusecat said to Lone Star Han: "I'm really at my wits end now. Isn't Tina's behavior too strange? I can't deduce what she saw in the room. It seems that the only way is to enter Tina's room. We can find clues." He said, ready to rush in.

"Wait a minute!" Lone Xinghan pulled him and said, "She hasn't answered my question yet." Fusecat said in astonishment, "What's the question?" Lone Xinghan said, "I asked her what she saw in the room the moment Tina opened the door. Is there anything abnormal in there?" After saying that, he subconsciously emphasized: "Of course, I mean there is anything abnormal around her." The girl's face began to turn pale when she heard this sentence: "I originally... I I didn't notice it at first. Her haggard face frightened me, but when I was talking to her, I suddenly felt a little dizzy. That's when I accidentally discovered the people around her... How should I put it? There seems to be something wrong with the air around her." "Something's wrong with the air?" Fusecat laughed dumbly and said, "Miss, I think you are the most abnormal. The air is invisible and intangible, so what could be wrong?" "No," Lone Star Han said, "Let her continue." The girl said, "I saw the curtains in her room seemed to be fluttering. I thought it was the wind at first, but then I realized that everything I saw around me The lines on the sheets, quilt, and table corners all had obvious fluttering phenomena. I was surprised, and later I realized that the air around her was showing a hot and fuzzy distortion, as if... as if there was a flame burning below. "The same thing." "Hot and fuzzy distortion?" Fusecat was confused by the list of adjectives given to her, and she suddenly realized that wasn't it a technique often used to express hot weather in movies? "Is Tina very hot in the room? So she became confused?" fusecat guessed.

A loud "bang" sound startled fusecat. It turned out to be Gu Xinghan who kicked open the bathroom door. Fusecat became curious and rushed over to take a look. However, everything was normal in the bathroom and there was nothing much. Something came out, but there were no obvious traces. He couldn't help but asked in disappointment, "Is this where Tina disappeared?" The girl said, "Yes. I heard her later open the door, enter the toilet, and then He never came out again." Fusecat shook his head and said, "I can't see anything. It really seems like he disappeared from the world." He pulled out, but unexpectedly found a look of sudden realization on Lone Xinghan's face. From his expression, it seemed that Lone Xinghan had fully understood the mystery of this.

Gu Xinghan closed the bathroom door and said, "We've finished reading everything we need to see. It's time for us to leave. I'm sorry to bother you for so long." Fusecat shouted, "Did you finish reading? I haven't been to Tina's room yet!" "Well..." Lone Xinghan turned around and left without any intention of stopping: "There's no need to go see it anymore." "Wait a minute!" The girl suddenly blocked Lone Xinghan's way like crazy: "You still Why didn't you explain all this? At least tell me if there is a devil in this room. I have had complete insomnia for more than a month. My friends have asked me to move house, but I feel that from the deepest part of my heart, I feel , even if I move a house, it’s useless. I always feel like something is following me! Everyone says it’s my psychology, but it’s not true!! I can feel it, I can feel everything!! There is really something following me Me!" At the end of the sentence, the girl could no longer hold back her inner excitement and sobbed again. Fusecat looked at the scene in front of him in horror. Lone Xinghan stopped and said seriously: "God is fair, and magnanimous people will not be attacked by the devil. If you still have the courage to survive, just trust your own judgment." And the choices made. Destiny cannot be violated, that's all I have to say." After saying that, he left the girl who was still crying bitterly and strode forward. "Hey, wait for me." Fusecat panicked and hurriedly chased after him.

Lone Xinghan walked to the door of the girl's room and suddenly stopped. Fusecat couldn't close his feet in time and almost bumped into her: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you say you don't care about her?" Lone Xinghan stared at the door silently. Fusecat shouted loudly on the side: "Oh my god, I really want to know what Tina saw in the room. Why did she take a pair of scissors in and not cut anything? I really don't know anything. I can't deduce it." "Actually, this matter can be understood very clearly without inferring it." Lone Xinghan suddenly and slowly opened the door. Fusecat hurriedly poked his head in to take a look, and then said in disappointment: "There is nothing. ." Lone Xinghan's eyes slowly moved to the top of the bed, where a rope was hanging from the ceiling, with a man hanging from it, wearing tattered clothes, with his tongue hanging out until the old man was weak. Putting it on the chin, a pair of feet were swaying slowly and rhythmically on it, less than half a meter away from the pillow, swaying...