Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 130, room 316.

Zheng Lanlan is killing people!

Or is someone faking Zheng Lanlan's murder?

……

Listening to Captain Phil's serious tone, he quickly realized the seriousness of the problem.

Because, according to Captain Fey, this psychotic event, which is clearly deceased but does not consider itself dead and still lives normally in the ‘living' world, is not an individual case, and three similar psychotic events have recently been discovered.

Perhaps there are more similar psychic events that have not been detected.

No wonder Captain Ferrari was anxious to find the underworld shop and try to find out the truth by walking around the shadows.

However, Fang also asked a question in his mind: “Why was Captain Fei sent to Zheng Lanlan and the other five bodies? Why was he not the victim of two other psychotic incidents? ”

Captain Ferrari breathed a little turbidity, seemingly also in his chest, before saying: "They are the nearest victims, perhaps the most complete picture of the memory of the spiritual world of the dead. ”

Captain Fei's explanation makes sense.

Next, Captain Fei looked sincerely at Fang Zheng, hoping that this side of the meditation store would help their Special Operations Department disappear once, find out the truth about this psychotic incident and prevent further proliferation.

On the other hand, the Special Operations Department will continue to increase its capacity to detect similar cases throughout the city and avoid further casualties.

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There was no wind tonight, but as soon as I walked into the old street like a ghost street, it gave me a gloomy feeling of cold hands and feet.

Especially the old banyan trees that have been planted in two rows of old street for decades. The vast tree crown is hidden from the sun and moon. Day or night, it is depressed at the end of the year, and the yin gathers together to create a ghost street atmosphere.

After sending Captain Fei's convoy away, he turned back to the underworld store and came to the rear of the hall.

At this moment, in two rows, lay down five ice coffins.

Good thing there's plenty of room in the backyard to put down five coffins at a time, and I don't know if it was Mr. Fook's original intentional design.

Fang first came to Zheng Lanlan's coffin.

The maggots beneath the severely rotting body can even be clearly seen through a clear ice coffin crystal cap, making people look straight at it.

Honestly, no normal person can calmly accept the sight.

But this is not the key. The key is that the corpse has rotted to such a degree that it is self-aware that it is not from a specialist transfer, it is only half-way two hanging level, and does not grasp the ability to walk the shadow. So his eyes turned to Zheng Lanlan's parents and the two Zhang brothers.

At the end of the day, Zheng Lanlan's parents were looking for side clues.

Although the body of the Zhang brothers is the most complete, the time of death is too short to trace important earlier clues.

The time of death of Zheng Lanlan's parents is closest to the time of Zheng Lanlan's death. At the same time, after Zheng Lanlan's death, the person who has been with Zheng Lanlan for the longest time may be able to initiate an indirect investigation into the death of the first five people.

Then we trace it back to the source of the scourge.

Fang is starting to climb to the second floor to pick up the soul light in Mr. Fook's room.

The next shady process, because of the first experience, when the shady road is walked again, can be counted as a light vehicle familiar road.

It is not necessary for the party to inform that Left Thousand households and the owner of the jade store, at this time came to the underworld store successively, as the guardian of the party.

The three nodded tacitly to each other, sort of saying hello.

At the same time, Fang is entrusting the small skeleton to the left thousand households again, so that the left thousand households can take care of it. It's just a matter of raising hands, Left Thousand Promised to come down.

A green leather lantern, a bronze key.

Led by the blood of the deceased, puffing, the white candles in the soul lamp are not spontaneous fire, igniting fine blue and dark candle light, such as ghost fire beating, gloomy.

Suddenly, the whole underworld shop is rendered into a gloomy atmosphere.

The living have the spiritual world of the living, the dead have the spiritual world of the dead.

Walking in the shadows is both entering the spiritual world of the deceased and tracing the memories of the deceased.

Watch the night for the dead!

Ta-da!

As the strange door opens, it is entering the shadowy world again.

Surrounded by still gray and white worlds, the theme images adorned with black and white create Xiao Xiao, Qi Qi, Weird, Weird.

As soon as Fu appeared, he was still the ghost lake of a graveyard of the dead, filled with whispers, strange laughter and infinitely amplifying the horrors and negative emotions of adults.

Her face was calm and she didn't move.

With the first experience of walking alone, when walking alone for the second time, the square heart became more stable, calm and calm.

Until under the guidance of the soul lights, the boat passed through a haunted world with no five fingers, and the various sounds encountered along the way and some strange processes could not disturb Fang Zheng's mind, and the boat gradually landed.

Still that empty city.

Still the impressive Tongjiang Bridge.

The soul lights burn with spectacular glow, guiding the direction in the complex city roads, the sunshine community.

Tap, tap...

In the narrow and quiet staircase, a regular footsteps sound emerged, forming an empty echo, as if to follow one person behind them without delay, and the entire stairwell was just one person.

Ordinary people want to walk alone in such an empty ghost building, only to be scared already.

Room 316.

“Is this the home of the victims Zheng Jiantong, Zhang Yun and Zheng Lanlan, who lived in the city of Zheng...”

Squeaks... Squeaks...

Suddenly, the strange footsteps walking on the composite wood floor came out of Zheng Lanlan's house, saying it was strange, because a minute had passed, five minutes had passed… the footsteps were still walking.

It's like an infinite loop.

There was a surprise on the front.

So he reached out his only empty right hand, and saw him slowly holding the door handle, trying to gently push the door against the burglar, so that the thread wouldn't move, so he gently pulled out...

Squeak... a noise, like the decaying sound of a bell tower beneath the streets of the Misty Mist of the Middle Ages, the burglar door was gently pulled open by the square, this is an external burglar door.

Just as when he walked away, he could easily open Shen Wenle's anti-theft door.

Zheng Lanlan's house was dark, dark, dark, and did not turn on the light. But the next scene, he was surprised to see a couple of middle-aged couples, who had been spinning around the living room, neither going to the bathroom in the middle of the night nor going back to sleep.

The couple should be Zheng Lanlan's parents, just guessing.

The old man doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, but he keeps spinning in the living room. Is he sleepwalking? Behind the door, eyes open.

Something's wrong!

I can't see the darkness of five fingers, people keep spinning... it's like people get lost and can't find their way, ghosts hit the wall?!

When I think of another dead person in the house, as the outsider's square, the ghost strikes the wall immediately in my mind.