When the three of them reached the stairs, they suddenly heard another scream. After a pause, they grabbed Duan Mu's clothes nervously, "What happened?"
"Maybe I saw a mouse." Duan Mu said calmly, his voice was a woman's voice, and he could hear serious fear inside, maybe he saw a mouse or a cockroach or something.
However, it is impossible for this five-star hotel to allow this kind of thing to appear. Even if it is an unintelligent scene, it can still feel the casualness in Duan Mu's words.
Duan Muben is this kind of person. Except for what he cares about, he will not change his face when it comes to things around him, even if the sky is about to fall.
At this moment, Duan Gao frowned, "Why do I think there are still people calling for murder?"
Feng Jing immediately felt more gloomy, she shrank into Duan Mu's arms, and didn't dare to speak. To be honest, since she saw the corpse in this hotel last time, she always felt that the place was not clean.
Out of a sense of justice, Duan Gao turned around and walked towards the direction of the sound, "We can't just leave it alone. If someone is really in danger, we have to go up and help."
Although this uncle looks very introverted and not good at communicating, he did not expect to have such a brave heart, and the scenery tugged on Duan Mu's tie, "Let's follow quickly, what if something happens to your father?"
Duan Mu had no choice but to hug her and follow her. He is quite strong, and he didn't feel tired after holding her for so long. Looking at her, I feel more and more pleasing to the eye.
He suddenly understood why some girls like to walk around with dolls in their arms.
After turning the corner, at the end of the corridor, a woman dressed as a waiter was sitting on the ground in fear. Duan Gao hurried over, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"Dead, dead, dead..." The waiter pointed to the room with the open door, her face was pale, the plate she was pushing fell to the ground, and the knife and fork fell all over the floor.
Duan Mu's footsteps stopped, he did not move forward with the scenery in his arms, but turned around to prevent the scenery from seeing the room at the end, but the scenery had already smelled the same bloody smell as yesterday.
Suddenly, her face turned pale, "Duan Mu..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Duan Mu whispered softly, not half interested in seeing what happened behind him.
Duan Gao is different, maybe because he has written too many suspense novels, he is sensitive to this aspect after all, he walked to the door and saw a dead woman, no doubt, she died in the same way as the woman who died yesterday.
Even if there are too many suspense novels written, it does not mean that he can accept the scene in front of him so easily. After a long time, Duan Gao subconsciously rummaged through his pockets, and unexpectedly found the mobile phone he thought he had dropped. He hurriedly called the police , and walked over to comfort the frightened waiter.
Then, wait for the police to come.
The scenery was quiet for a while, and said softly: "Duan Mu, let me down first."
"I'm not tired yet."
"You will get tired after standing for a long time." She looked up, "I'm not really as light as a feather, don't worry, my feet are not as painful as you think, I can stand."
"Scenery..."
"There will be more people coming, don't you want me to be laughed at by others?"
Duan Mu sighed, and could only let her down according to her, but he hugged her waist tightly, "If you can't stand anymore, just tell me."
"Yeah." She nodded obediently.