The Grim Reaper Can’t Be Tricked

Chapter 137: Kill the rabbit (6)

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Huang Mao asked subconsciously, "You pit me again?"

Ding Yiqing: "Why do you say that? I've been tricked too."

Huang Mao tried to keep the brain development time at 10%, and directly turned over the window to lie on the outer layer of the hotel. Hearing this, he raised his head and was curious: "Have you been tricked too?"

Ding Yiqing: "People are in the rivers and lakes, how can they not have one or two enemies?"

This is a lot of information.

Huang Mao continued to ask: "When was the hotel cursed? Do you mean that the curse of the hotel is aimed at you? How can Europe have your enemies?"

Ding Yiqing raised his index finger and put it on his lips, his eyes fixed on Cen Jin: "It wasn't until I smelled blood just now that the hotel had a strong aura of curse. It will disappear, and even I can't detect it."

Cen Jin: "It means that the curse is not aimed at you, but you can't notice it... Then why do you say you were tricked?"

Ding Baiqing: "The mission location is at the Luxembourg Music Festival, but the dispatch mission specially arranged for me to stay in this hotel. Do you think the person in charge of the itinerary will not know the abnormality of this hotel?"

Cen Jin frowned: "Was it not Wang Daxian's temporary intention to stay in this hotel?"

The first journey was to land at Huadu Airport and immediately transfer to Luxembourg by train or car, but after Wang Lingxian ran into the Black Rabbit at the airport, he took them straight to the hotel.

Cen Jin had some doubts in his heart at the time. He didn't ask too much out of his trust in Wang Lingxian. After listening to his understanding of the Black Rabbit Band and his intention to stay for only one day, he thought that Wang Lingxian wanted to take the opportunity to approach the Black Rabbit Band for investigation. Several fanatical death incidents, but listening to Ding Yiqing's meaning, staying in Huadu is also within the mission itinerary

"No." Ding Baiqing retracted his fingers and knocked on the window sill.

Cen Jin looked at Ding Baiqing deeply, and naturally he couldn't see any flaws in his face. He let go of his hands and fell down, ignoring the gravity of the earth, and easily landed on the extended window sill, like a ping-pong ball, bounced to the target window sill three or two times. He kicked open the window glass first, and then slid in like a fish.

The window frame was splattered with blood, and there was a corpse in a black suit lying on the ground. Its head was cut off, and black and red blood flowed out. What was frightening was that his hands and feet were still twitching, and the original position of the human head was blocked. A black rabbit head replaces it.

Cen Jin squatted beside him to watch, he knew that this person was dead, and the twitching of his hands and feet was just a nerve reflex of the spinal cord.

Speaking of which, he has seen a lot of high-level and weird heads, but he has never really killed a human being. The only human boss, Li Zhenzhong, was killed by Wang Lingxian, so at this moment, facing the tragic death of the same kind of living corpses, Huang Mao's mood is complicated. .

It's not that the living and dead human beings have never been seen before, but he has never really faced a living life before his eyes. Cen Jin has both fear and compassion in his heart, but the expression on his face and his eyes are very calm, as if His fear is his reverence for life, and his compassion is his sympathy and compassion for weak lives that are easily perished.

However, while the heart is enveloped by fragile emotions, the rational brain is still conscientiously driving the action of the body.

After a short while, the deceased finally stopped twitching. Cen Jin reached out and turned over the deceased to check his rabbit head. There were black threads and hastily stitched marks on the neck.

It took less than three minutes from when the deceased was decapitated to when he jumped down to check. This rabbit head was stitched to the neck of the deceased. The speed was very fast. When it came and went, it did not affect the fluctuation of pollution. It may also be cursed by the hotel. Devour, otherwise he won't be aware of it.

The body was still warm.

Cen Jin touched the rabbit's head along the stitching marks, his arm suddenly froze, staring at the black rabbit head the size of a basketball. Sure enough, all cute and harmless things will bring physical fear if they are enlarged. This rabbit head is seven larger than ordinary rabbit heads. Eight times as tall, with a protruding face, sharp teeth that almost pierce the lower lip, red eyes, full of evil, and lifelike hair, just dirty, worn, and stained with blood.

It looks like a ten-year-old doll who witnessed the murder scene, so it was soaked with evil spirits. Afterwards, it was cleaned and thrown into the trash can. After several wanderings, it showed a dilapidated and strange horror effect.

But what's even scarier than its appearance is that Cen Jin touched the real sensuality under the hair. He carefully pushed aside the rabbit hair and saw the pink muscle lines below, and he was shocked.

This is a real rabbit head, not a toy.

Where did such a big rabbit head come from? Why is it stitched to this person's head? Was he killed because of the ghost in the room, or because of the spooky portrait

Cen Jin immediately looked up at the painting on the TV wall in the living room. Sure enough, he saw a strange portrait of a black rabbit. However, there were seven rabbit-headed people in the portrait. All looked up at the spectators staring at them outside the portrait, as if they were in Consider whether to catch a spectator and put it on the plate as food.

He got up and was about to look closer when suddenly the door opened, and a woman and two men came in. He happened to see the murder scene and the unfamiliar yellow hair. His face changed dramatically, the woman screamed, and the two men immediately pulled out their guns. Control the murderer.

Cen Jin raised his hand helplessly and explained in broken English: "I'm a resident upstairs. I saw the scene where the owner of this room was guillotined, so I came down to check."

The two men with guns were supposed to be hotel security guards. The black rabbit head, who was approaching the deceased, gasped, looked at each other, and asked Cen Jin, "Is there anything that can prove your identity?"

As long as he speaks English in non-professional terms, Cen Jin can understand it, but he just can't speak it.

Therefore, he threw the key card in his pocket to the security guard, which contained the basic information of the hotel room, which only customers could hold. The suspicion that he was the murderer could not be completely ruled out, but he had no other way to prove it at the moment.

Unexpectedly, the security guard chose to trust Cen Jin and return the key card after reading it, put away his hand, and said, "Let's go, don't talk about what happened tonight, and don't be curious."

The woman stood beside the deceased with a face full of fear. Hearing this, she turned her head and glared at them and said, "Why did you let her go? What do you know? What does my husband's death have to do with you? If you don't tell the police, I will call the police immediately. ."

"Ma'am, you can call the police, anyway, you should be worried that it will not be us who will be exposed."

The woman stiffened: "What do you mean?"

"Ma'am, you need to know that our Seine Hotel has a more famous name: The Lovers Hotel. However, the two wedding rings are obviously not the same style. Do I need to be more specific?"

The woman took two steps back, thought for a moment uneasily, and said with a calm expression, "Can you guarantee that the police will not investigate his cause of death and relationships?"

"Of course not, you are not the first case-" Realizing that he had made a mistake, the security guard quickly changed the subject bluntly: "Come on, we know how to deal with it."

The woman was keenly aware that there was a big problem in the hotel, grabbed her purse and left quickly.

At this time, Cen Jin had already photographed the eerie portrait of the living room, and turned back and asked the security guard: "Can you tell me how many similar homicides have occurred in the hotel? Why didn't you call the police? Where did such a real rabbit head come from? what."

The security guard carried the body and responded impatiently: "Didn't I tell you to leave quickly? Don't be so curious, it won't help you become famous, get out."

Cen Jin: "If you don't tell me, I'll call the police."

The security sneered: "Go. I promise you'll go to jail and cry for mom."

“…Find a reporter to publicly report the incident before calling the police.”

The security guard didn't care: "Do you think this matter has not been reported? Go and look at the list of the world's supernatural murder residences. The Seine River Hotel will always be ranked third."

They don't care if they are famous at all. On the contrary, after the supernatural incident, the business of the hotel is more prosperous. Curious people, explorers and horror novelists, etc., rush to stay in the hotel to try to become famous.

Cen Jin squeezed his fingers. Although the threat was ineffective, there was a more peaceful way to ask for the information he wanted to know, but he chose to give up because of poverty.

At this moment, a gold coin appeared in front of the two security guards, and then the gold coin bounced into the air and made a buzzing sound. The two security guards rushed over and fought each other. absorb. The thumb and middle finger of that hand held four or five gold coins, rested it on the smooth table casually, tapped and said, "Ask for a fee."

The two security guards swallowed their saliva, looked at each other, and hurriedly stood up and said that as long as they were given gold coins, they could ask them to do anything and everything.

One of the security guards suddenly noticed something was wrong while rubbing gold coins.

This mysterious and treacherous woman seems to have suddenly come out from behind them, but there is no other passage behind them except the wide open window, and there is no place to hide, so where did she come out

If it is through the window... This is the twenty-first floor!

Security guard alert: "Who are you?"

Ding Yiqing: "I paid to ask questions, not you."

The security guard's scalp was numb, and he suddenly found that both this person and the yellow hair next to him appeared unreasonable. For example, the yellow hair said that she only came to check when she saw the deceased.

But when they came in, the door was closed and the door was stuck in the woman's hand, so how did Huang Mao get in

Huang Mao said that the deceased's head was cut off by the suddenly falling window, but the window was always wide open. Could it be that she and the woman in Gothic dress both walked in through the window

Another security guard didn't know why his colleague was suddenly silent, so he pushed him aside and offered himself: "Ask me, I'll tell you that this hotel is cursed, people die every year, and the time and place are not fixed. The hotel was two years ago. The first homicide that began, when the head of the deceased was cut off by shards of glass that exploded in the bathroom, the head was missing and replaced by a very real black rabbit head.

Called the police, to no avail. I have used all kinds of investigative methods, and later found the priest to exorcise the demon, but the priest said that there is no trace of evil in the hotel. "

Pointing to the invisible corner of the ceiling, he said, "You see there's a crucifix from the church, and there's a crucifix in every room, but it's never been a warning."

Ding Yiqing flicked a gold coin at the security guard: "Reward." Then he said to Cen Jin, "Is there any problem?"

Cen Jin swallowed his saliva: "Otherwise, if you give me the gold coins, I have another way. I can find out more detailed information. You can buy it with me."

Ding Paiqing refused.

Cen Jin: "Why?"

Ding Taiqing: "Money will stain our relationship."

Cen Jin: "Shit."

Ding Yiqing smiled and urged him: "If you have any questions, tell me quickly. If you delay, it will be bright and you will miss the opportunity."

Cen Jin's mood is not high: "What component can't be detected in this rabbit head?"

As soon as the security guard was about to answer, he was preempted by his worried colleague, and his fear was immediately occupied by gold coins: "The test result is a rabbit head, with real facial features and brain, but the genetic test found that the DNA of the rabbit head is exactly the same as that of the deceased.

It feels like a human head turns into a rabbit head after death. Because the matter is too bizarre, the police can't find the reason, so they put the case aside, and wait for the evidence of evil spirits to gather before they can apply to the Vatican priest for exorcism. "

"Didn't you say you asked the priest to exorcise the devil?"

"How can it be the same? The priests in the Vatican are the most powerful regular army of exorcism. Although the priests in other churches have also obtained qualification certificates, they are actually just expelled waste."

The security guard's tone was full of disgust, but he quickly changed the subject: "An actress married into a wealthy family once publicly asked the witch about the mysterious death of the Seine Hotel. The witch said the hotel was cursed. She said it was related to death. The curse that even she can't solve."

"What happened to that painting?"

The security guard hurriedly glanced at the picture on the TV wall, and said, "It's a picture with a curse, we don't know why it appeared or when it disappeared, it's like a ghost that lingers in every room of the hotel. "

He rubbed his fingers, couldn't help but took off the sofa cover to cover the picture, and said with a pale face: "Every time I see this picture, I feel uneasy in my heart and have nightmares at night. If it weren't for the Seine Hotel The salary is very high, and I have already quit my job.”

The fat colleague next to him didn't care, looked at the gold coin in Ding Baiqing's hand covetedly and said, "I know a legend about the rabbit head man, it comes from the witch's palace.

The first bunny-headed man tore apart a witch's womb. Gong crawled out, was taken away as a monster, locked in a cage like a dog, and when he was seven or eight years old, it was sold into a circus and became a circus Another freak show star.

But the rabbit is evil, it is the incarnation of the witch, and also the representative of lust. In the Old Testament, rabbits are considered unclean animals, and they will commit adultery. If they commit adultery, they will be punished by burning at the stake. "

The security guard, who was holding the curtain to cover the strange portrait, suddenly turned his head to look at the fat colleague, with a gloomy expression on his face, showing a hint of anger.

When Cen Jin looked back, he saw that he said in a displeased tone, "This is obviously the story I told you!"

Fatty colleague embarrassed: "I'll give you half of the gold coins."

The thinner security guard snorted coldly and walked forward: "I'll tell it myself, it's more detailed and accurate than he said, because I've seen this rabbit-headed man imprisoned in a dog cage with my own eyes."

"Real bunny head man?"

"Of course." The skinny security guard said, "The rabbit-headed man's body is the same as that of a normal person, stronger than the average male, and his X-ability is very strong. If it didn't have a terrible rabbit head, he would be a very vulnerable person. A quality male popular with women and some men.

It's a pity that he is an ugly monster. He originally stayed in the circus to perform, and then find a woman with the same deformity to combine with, and he can live peacefully for the rest of his life, but he is obsessed with beautiful women.

He seduced and seduced many beautiful women, and was eventually found and burned to death.

After hearing that he was burnt to death, men who didn't know enough about their hatred smashed his ashes into the materials for making paint. Maybe the grotesque rabbit head portrait was painted with this batch of paint. "

The fat security guard followed up and said, "You don't know what the hotel murders have in common, do you? I tell you it's—"

"Those who offend sexual desires, steal love and betray marriage have at least one or several things in common." Cen Jin quickly interrupted him.

The fat security guard didn't earn any gold coins, so he shrugged angrily: "But, not all the dead were beheaded, some were burned to death, maybe the cursed hotel cooperated with the weird portrait, one beheaded, stitched up the rabbit's head, and the other set fire to it. Burn hotel customers."

"The deceased's lover also betrayed the marriage, why didn't she die? Or are the deceased men?"

When he asked the second question, Cen Jin immediately reacted and refuted in his heart, because Lei Anna was also attacked.

"I said that I don't know when the ghost painting will disappear, which means I don't know the law of killing people. Although the dead have something in common, this is not the law of killing. If we can summarize the law of killing, we can prevent deaths. happened."

"Anyone who escaped death?"

"Impossible." The thinner security guard said resolutely: "You just observed the painting up close, didn't you see that the frame was engraved with a sentence? 'Run, they have already killed their eyes', there are indeed people in the hotel When they encounter a strange incident in the room, they need to check out urgently. Usually, they will find that they have returned to their original room unknowingly and died tragically in it before dawn."

As Leianna and Red Special said, they had been targeted, and the black rabbit drove them away, chased them, exhausted them, and finally died.

"Can't you survive the dawn?" Cen Jin said while looking at Ding Baiqing.

Ding Baiqing responded while tossing the gold coins: "The prey that is cursed can't escape, and the time to survive is usually 12 hours, 3 days or a week, which is a number they will like."

"them?"

"A group of people who like to play curses, such as witches, wizards, gypsies."

The author has something to say: I will add more words tomorrow, Kavin.

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