Without further ado, they set off and everyone drove to the Mountain View Hotel. Shen Xiong kept mumbling along the way and took out a yellow charm from somewhere and secretly put it on.
Chu Shaojie curled his lips, but didn't say anything. Hong Kong people are notoriously superstitious, so let them be as they are about the gods and ghosts of Feng Shui.
When I first watched the movie, I was very distracted, and there were all kinds of pretense, especially the scene in the Mountain View Hotel, which was indeed a bit scary.
Director Lin Lingdong, a police and criminal professional, was quite impressed at first. After all, the initial twist was very good.
We walked along the mountain road to a remote mansion, surrounded by woods. Looking at the dilapidated old house, Mao Zai, who had originally vowed to do so, felt a little weak.
Suddenly his leg was slapped on his shoulder, and he screamed in fright. When he turned around, it turned out to be Chu Shaojie.
"Brother Jie, you are so scary!" Mao Zai was still frightened.
"Didn't you pat your chest and pretend to be a tough guy just now?" Chu Shaojie smiled and said, "Give me a chance to lead the team now."
"No, right?" Mao Zai was startled and said tremblingly: "He..."
"Stop chirping." Wang Weiye was worthy of being called a devil policeman. Without saying a word, he grabbed Mao Zai and rushed towards him.
Chu Shaojie laughed, looked at the trembling Shen Xiong, and said helplessly: "I am responsible for guarding outside and protecting the families of the victims."
Amy got into the car. Originally she wanted to go together because she was worried, but when she saw the eerie old house, she obediently returned to the car and waited.
Wang Weiye and Mao Zai had already rushed in. Chu Shaojie slowly came to the side. No one on the left or right used their legs and jumped directly to the balcony on the second floor.
I pushed the door open and walked in. I smelled it. There wasn't much of a smell. It was obvious that someone had been here recently. Otherwise, the house that had been run down for decades would have become moldy and smelly.
According to the original plot, there are storms, lightning, thunder, and a gloomy old house added to the horror legend. It is indeed very scary.
While walking and looking, Chu Shaojie came to the last room in the corridor. Chu Shaojie pushed open the half-open door and saw five blackened characters suddenly appearing on the wall.
May this moment last forever!
That's the song that was playing on the murderous gramophone back then!
"Ah!" A scream sounded from the east of the building. Chu Shaojie curled his lips. Won't the cat boy be scared to pee?
Walking up the east stairs and coming to the study, looking at Ma Wenxin, who had been rescued by Wang Weiye, the trembling cat boy, Chu Shaojie said helplessly: "What happened?"
"Brother Jie, there is a ghost!"
Mao Zai rolled around and grabbed Chu Shaojie, and said with a trembling voice: "It's really evil!"
"They checked that there was no one in the study just now, but..." After Wang Weiye checked the unconscious Ma Wenxin, he came over and said with a complicated face: "Ma Wenxin suddenly appeared out of thin air!"
"Appeared out of thin air?" Chu Shaojie smiled slightly, walked to Ma Wenxin, picked up the rope that hung him upside down, and gestured to the sofa not far away.
He squatted down suddenly, stretched out his legs and pulled out something from the east side. Wang Weiye hurriedly came over, but it turned out to be cigar ashes?
"Smell it." Chu Shaojie motioned to Wang Weiye to smell it, and said with a smile: "That smell was also present in Ma Wenxin's car back then."
"Is it true?" Wang Weiye frowned, feeling something good, but couldn't put it into words.
"I said, why did the kidnapper go through so much trouble to catch him?" Chu Shaojie said in a persuasive way: "You have no money to ask for, how can you eat enough to survive?"
Wang Weiye shook his head, that was not the most unreasonable thing. Ma Wenxin had been unemployed for half a year, and his investment failed and he owed loan sharks. What kind of kidnapping value did that kind of middle-aged loser have?
"Hey, go back to the police station first." Chu Shaojie ordered. Although he was not pretending to be a ghost, the place where people died was too unlucky, so he left quickly.
"Wen Xin, are you okay?" Seeing her unconscious boyfriend, Amy looked worried. Chu Shaojie comforted him: "He's okay. If he's unconscious, let's go back to the police station to record a statement."
Although Amy wanted to go to the hospital for a check-up, after all, it was not a kidnapping case, so she had no choice but to go back to the police station together.
"Has the person been found?" Back at the police station, Mo Zhixun came over after hearing the news. He looked at Ma Wenxin, who was awake but confused, and frowned: "What's going on?"
"What a fool!" Chu Shaojie said disdainfully: "Don't underestimate that guy, there will be a big surprise in the future."
Mo Zhixun was stunned. Although he didn't know what Hong Chu Shaojie meant, it didn't matter. With Ajie and Ma, all the monsters and monsters would want to die.
"Tell me about it." Chu Shaojie walked into the interrogation room, looked at the frightened Ma Wenxin, and said, "Why is the kidnapper asking to arrest me?"
"He's so cold!" Ma Wenxin trembled all over, lowered his head, and muttered to himself: "He wants to drink."
"Sir, Wen Xin has stopped drinking a long time ago." Amy said anxiously outside the one-way glass. After all, if he is a victim, his family has the right to listen.
"He knew it." Chu Shaojie sneered, used magic to take out a small bottle of red wine from his pocket, placed it in front of Ma Wenxin, and joked: "Are you surprised or not?"
Ma Wenxin paused for a moment, then grabbed the bottle and drank without saying a word, as if a hungry ghost was pouncing on food, with a strange expression on his face.
"Brother Xiong, is he possessed by an evil spirit?" Mao Zai looked at Ma Wenxin talking about him, shuddered, and secretly said to Shen Xiong, "What an evil spirit."
"Well, did he see it?" Shen Xiong was still frightened. Thinking back to the legend of the haunted house, he couldn't help but said: "You must go to the temple to worship when you go back. Don't let the dirty things follow you!"
Mao Zai nodded desperately.
"Tell me." When Chu Shaojie saw that the actor Ma Wenxin was possessed, he half-smiled but said, "What does the kidnapper look like?"
"Mustache." Ma Wenxin raised his head, his eyes were red, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Are you wearing a black suit and a top hat?" Chu Shaojie interrupted: "He is holding a red civilized stick in his leg."
Ma Wenxin: “…”
Chu Shaojie took out a photo, threw it in front of Ma Wenxin, and asked, "See if you approve of him!"
Ma Wenxin glanced at the photo, his heart beating wildly in an instant, and a huge crisis enveloped his whole body, like a little red rabbit being stared at by a beast.
Who is that person in front of me?
Why does he seem to know everything?
Has he been exposed?
"Mr. Ma Wenxin, do I have anything to say?" Chu Shaojie tapped the photo with his leg and said seriously: "Since I have been rescued by them, I can go back after recording my confession."
"My girlfriend is waiting for me outside and suggests that I go to the hospital for a check-up. Did the kidnappers beat me before?"
"If you have any other clues, please come to the police station to provide them."
Looking at Chu Shaojie's abyss-like eyes, Ma Wenxin felt as if he was being seen through without any clothes on. He couldn't help but shudder and quickly lowered his head to avoid mistaking his eyes.
"Get him married." Chu Shaojie sneered, stood up and ordered, "Some people just like to pretend to be weird. It's so boring."
"There must be something wrong with him." Watching Ma Wenxin and Amy leave, Wang Weiye said seriously: "What are you doing by letting the hostages back so easily?"
"Maybe he has nothing to do and is having fun." Chu Shaojie looked deeply and murmured to himself: "The bait is already in the east water, don't let him down."