At this moment, Yan Yan and Wuming are located on the 17th floor of the central passage, standing side by side, looking at both sides from left to right!
"Will he go to the eighteenth floor?" Wuming stared at the promenade on the left side of the seventeenth floor. There were no extra footprints here, and there were no traces of struggle and escape.
After Yan Yan thought about it for a moment, he slowly shook his head: "Xu Lang and Ling are on the eighteenth floor. If there is any movement, he will definitely attract the attention of those two people, and will not be so silent..."
As soon as this sentence came out, he also looked to the left passage. In fact, if he were not worried about the evil spirits affecting the pond fish, he would have gone to the left passage long ago, although he would logically not be attacked by the silver skirt evil spirits. Object.
But this conjecture has always been his own guess, lacking sufficient evidence, if it had been before, he would have rushed into the scene of the accident in the first time to look for Rong Chuan.
But now I have just met with Xu Lang and others, knowing the collapse of the three evil spirits conjecture, he still can’t say whether the evil spirit that devours the floor is the silver skirt evil spirit, plus he is in another void space. Seeing the evil spirits that look the same as the silver skirt evil spirits, this made him so bold that he didn't dare to gamble!
However, after hesitating for a few breaths, he still felt that if he went to the left channel to explore, and then continued to delay, Rong Chuan would have been cold a long time ago.
When he stepped forward to the left corridor, he was stopped by Wuming on his side. When he turned his head, he happened to meet the Gu Bo's calm eyes.
Wuming frowned and looked at Yan Yan, then lowered the arm that was blocking his chest, "You don't go, I'm going!"
Yan Yan smiled quietly when he heard the words and waved his hands as if relieved, "Don't forget, I won't be attacked by the evil spirits of the silver skirt. We have searched for a few floors. Only the left passage is left. I will not go. , The last line of intelligence may be lost."
"No! The possibility of plural evil spirits is now getting lower and lower. If you really touch the scene of the crime, you are likely to be targeted by evil spirits!" The words of the nameless were calm, but with a hint of it. Heavy, he seemed to have something to say.
Yan Yan fell silent, and he took a deep look at Wuming again.
He understands that Wuming wants to save his life for future use. After all, he is the only special executor who can be sensitive to the spatial paradox. If there is an accident, it may affect the overall mission.
The role of the nameless is relatively small, and as the "accelerated" role of tomorrow's murder case, he will not die in the first half of the night tonight...
When he thought of this, Yan Yan seemed to be moved a little, his posture stopped and he fell into thought.
But at this moment he thought of Xu Lang...
When he was dispersed, Xu Lang had a full view of the madness in his eyes. It was obvious that he had found zero by himself, and had not shown up for such a long period of time, indicating that the two were making deep negotiations.
And this negotiation is undoubtedly related to the truth of the day homicide case.
Yan Yan at this moment, because there is a "life-saving" conjecture, security is stronger than that of the unknown "role".
The most important thing is that he knows the importance of the day homicide for this mission. Since Wuming is the role of the male host scheduled for tomorrow, then he absolutely can't be involved in the silver skirt evil spirits.
Wuming is dead, Xu Lang's plan is likely to be destructively collapsed!
With a few flashes of eyes, Yan Yan put out all the conjectures in his heart, and he smiled silently as he watched the silent face of the nameless.
Immediately after that, he did not hesitate for a while, and walked slowly to the left side of the corridor, but the faint light from the flashlight in his palm was not enough to dispel the endless darkness.
"I won't die, trust me!"
Wuming looked at Yan Yan's leaving back and frowned. He didn't stop him this time. Indeed, as just said, it is more appropriate to go from Yan Yan in general.
But then he looked at the stairs behind him. He could faintly hear the confrontation between Xu Lang on the upper floor and another hoarse voice. Finally, the indifferent eyes that were as flat as water stopped hesitating, and he began to go downstairs...
There is always a kind of uneasiness in his heart. Rong Chuan's murder is unstoppable, but the frightening feeling has been lingering in his heart, as if something is about to happen, and he will not stay out of the matter.
Since Yan Yan searched the most dangerous left passage, he walked the way he came again to see if he could try his luck...
The nameless footsteps gradually became lighter, and his figure was swallowed by the huge darkness. When Yan Yan left him, he seemed to have begun to walk from the brief light into the misty dark tide, and he would never return...
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Yan Yan could only hear his own footsteps. This feeling was very strange. He lit a flashlight to illuminate the space under his feet and in front of him. There were only empty corridors and endless steps. He stood on the corridor on the seventeenth floor. I looked down, but I couldn't see anything.
He didn't hear any screams and fights in the previous chase and search. If Rong Chuan had been killed, then things seemed to have become more complicated.
He was still unsure of what Rongchuan, Lou Yun and John were hiding. There was no time to interrogate, nor could he interrogate. Although he and Xu Lang had some vague conjectures, they had no clue at all. They just knew them. The three of them seemed to have changed their minds after that exploration.
However, he has not been able to find the original cause of the change. Yuan hoped that the most suitable opportunity for questioning was reached under the current desperate situation, and he was relieved to hand it over to Xu Lang to deal with it.
But now that a long time has passed, the negotiations between Xu Lang and Zero have never ended. Yan Yan does not know how complicated the plan they are talking about, so they can only go alone.
After a long search, he was not in a good mood. In such a long time, more than 90% of Rong Chuan had been killed. He came here just to see if there would be clues left on the corpse.
After all, Rong Chuan is also a smart person. If he is still conscious before death, he will definitely try his best to leave hints or clues.
Evil spirits don't bother to obliterate them. As long as you find Rong Chuan's corpse, you may be able to figure out the original situation from the side.
Walking slowly, Yan Yan didn't dare to go too fast. His particularity was getting lower and lower, for fear that an accidental gutter would capsize, and when he walked down the left passage on the seventeenth floor...
His footsteps stopped, because he followed the light source of the flashlight and saw a series of blood stains and bumps on the corridor steps leading to the fifteenth floor on the sixteenth floor!
Yan Yan's brows instantly wrinkled, and then a large amount of bloody smell suddenly came. He seemed to have a sea of corpses and blood in front of him. The smelly smell burrowed into his nose constantly, and it was very difficult to ignore it. .
This feeling suddenly tightened his body, and such a strong smell of blood indicated that the section from the 15th to the 16th floor was likely to be the place where Rong Chuan died!
Since it has been a few days, the light source of the flashlight is getting weaker and weaker. He can't see too far, but feels that there is a vague outline of a human figure on the corridor wall on the fifteenth floor...
Yan Yan squinted his eyes, pointed his right hand to the front, and walked down a little bit, slightly covering his mouth and nose with his left hand to prevent the bloody smell from dazzling his head. As he got closer, his brain became more dizzy and bleeding here. The amount is too huge, which has given the overall environment an alternative atmosphere.
The beam of light shone on the silhouette of the human figure, and Yan Yan walked in. At a position less than five meters away, he finally saw clearly what the thing was, that was a shadow.
But the edge of the silhouette was covered with splashing blood, as if a person sitting on the wall was outlined on a solid-colored wall...
Yan Yan stood there, raised his steps slightly, watched his surroundings, and was silent, except for the smell of blood, and then he felt a little sticky under his feet, like stepping on a pool of wet ** Above.
He moved the light source down, and after looking at it, he felt nauseous for a while, and then moved backwards.
It was a pool of human vomit, mixed in a large amount of blood, and it seemed very disgusting.
After Yan Yan coughed violently for a few times, the light source illuminating the ground made him finally notice the drag marks on the ground, a twisted linear blood stain that spread from the wall to the stairs leading downstairs.
After struggling with his eyes for a long time, he began to walk downstairs again. His goal was destined from the beginning, but to find Rong Chuan's body. He didn't know why the evil spirit dragged Rong Chuan's body away. Maybe It was casual, or perhaps an attempt, but he had to follow.
Following the series of blood stains, even at the end, the amount of blood stains has become less and less, only a part of the drag traces, and there is no too eye-catching red.
Yan Yan went all the way to the fourteenth floor...
When he saw Rong Chuan's corpse, his left hand covering his nose and mouth was gently put down. The light source shone on the blood-stained face with a hint of smile, and the corpse was leaning against the door of Room 1415. , The evil spirit seemed to just want to drag him to the place where he was damned.
But Yan Yan saw Rong Chuan's hands...
The nails on his left hand had all fallen off and stained with blood. He was tearing his throat. He even noticed that the five fingers of his right hand, which were snapped all together, showed an exaggerated arc, but there was not much blood on it. , Just a few points of blood that was splashed up.
And this broken finger is more like being stiff after death and being abruptly broken apart, wanting to take something out of the hand...
"Could someone get on the ground before I come?"
Yan Yan frowned and looked at everything, then hesitated to take out his mobile phone and dialed the nameless phone. At the same time, he suddenly saw the body of Rong Chuan by his side, and suddenly there was a faint shaking. !
The feeling is like a person is about to die but not dead, and the corpse appears subconsciously nervously trembling.
The appearance of this scene shocked Yan Yan. He stepped back half a step, but then saw Rong Chuan's corpse retreating, emitting a gleam of light, Yan Yan stared at it, and slowly leaned over to hold Rong Chuan. Pushing his legs apart, a cell phone that was shining with fluorescence and vibrating constantly was exposed to the darkness.
Yan Yan hung up the unnamed call, then lowered his head and picked up the mobile phone on the ground. The faint light shone on his face full of horror, and he was extremely horrified in this environment.
There are only a few words on the phone screen, "Missed call from Yan Yan..."
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