The night was dark, the lights in the room had been turned off, and darkness was surging in the room, as if some crisis was quietly approaching.
In a room of a luxury hotel in the city center, Coke Chicken Wings touched a purple bruise on his neck, and tears filled his eyes along with a violent cough.
Two of her other teammates also fell to the ground, their lives and deaths uncertain at this time.
A pair of red embroidered shoes stopped in front of Coke Chicken Wings. A strange sound sounded in the room. Coke Chicken Wings' eyes were filled with obvious fear. She thought that the boss in this copy would be a weird one, but she didn't expect it.
This weirdo can be so powerful!
'System, I want to submit the answer. The murderer of the serial murder case is this weirdo!'
[Submission failed, players please submit the name of the murderer]
Damn it! She actually asked for a name, and it was already in front of her. It even injured two of her other teammates and jumped directly on their heads. This didn't work.
Coke Chicken Wings looked at the pair of red embroidered shoes that she followed with fear. Her props were either used up or in a cooling state. Now she has no power to restrain the chicken, and she can crush her to death with one finger in front of the monster.
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Weird's throat seems to be bad and his voice is hoarse. It is impossible to tell whether the other person is a man or a woman, which makes the listener feel very uncomfortable.
"Ah...ah..."
Coke Chicken Wings didn't know why this weirdo came to them, but she knew that if she didn't seize this opportunity to say something, she might really end up here today.
She swallowed nervously, even though this action made her feel pain in her throat. In the face of a life-and-death crisis, she became less concerned about the pain.
"I want to report someone who is stepping in two different boats!"
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Jian Yao was sleeping drowsily when she suddenly heard a noise. The sound seemed a little close to her, as if there was a duck or a cicada singing an off-key tune in her room.
This burst of sound immediately woke up Jian Yao, who was already a little groggy, and a red light suddenly lit up in the originally dark room.
In the place where the red light is the strongest stands a long-haired female ghost wearing a red dress. Her black hair completely covers her face, and those weird and unpleasant tunes are coming out of her mouth.
Jian Yao didn't make a sound, but reached out to touch the switch button on the bedside, trying to turn on the light in the room, but found that the switch button seemed to be broken, and there was no response no matter how hard she pressed it.
Oh haha, it is indeed a common horror movie routine.
The female spy seemed to have thought that Jian Yao would turn on the lights immediately, and the tone of her song became a little higher.
But it didn't expect that a ray of white light shot directly from the bed.
Jian Yao: Unexpectedly, I directly predicted your prediction.
The white light of the flashlight illuminated the place where the female spy was, and Jian Yao discovered that the red dress she had always thought was actually dyed red by the blood flowing out of the female spy's body, and there was dark red blood on the hem of the skirt.
dropping.
Jian Yao blinked and activated her identification skills at the same time.
【name:???
Grade:C level
Skills: Skin picking, forcing others to swallow needles, horror movie routines
Description: He was a pitiful person when he was alive. If you are not the type it hates, you can prove your innocence to it and make it stop attacking you]
It seems that the murderer of the main mission has come to the door. Could it be that he listened to what Coke Chicken Wings said during the day? In other words, both Wujiu and her are in danger now.
Although, this is really a huge injustice!
Jian Yao guessed why it came to find her, but she was really wronged.
"That I can actually explain..."
Before she could finish her words, the scene in front of her began to spin like a twisted vortex and then turned into a strange scene.
A gust of fragrant wind blew over. The faint floral fragrance was not pungent, but it immediately made people feel dizzy.
Jian Yao's head became a little drowsy, not the kind of drowsiness that made her want to fall asleep, but the kind of drowsiness that would short-circuit her brain.
"Yueyue~"
Wu Jiu's face suddenly emerged from the twisted whirlpool, with an awkward and flattering smile on his face. His originally indistinguishable face was transformed into an ugly look by this ugly smile.
He also pinched his voice and acted coquettishly to Jian Yao, which directly aroused goose bumps on Jian Yao's arms.
It's just that the wind carrying the fragrance of flowers seemed to have a special magic power. Even when Jian Yao faced such a surreal scene, she didn't notice anything was wrong.
"What are you doing?" Jian Yao couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on her arms, "Morning Star and I treat you like a brother, a sister, and a son!"
"Well--?"
Wu Jiu's expression was glazed over, obviously he didn't expect Jian Yao to say such words.
The whirlpool in front of her eyes began to twist again, and a hand stretched out from the center of the whirlpool, seeming to want to touch her cheek.
Jian Yao's black eyelashes trembled slightly in the air a few times, and a pair of hands came out from behind Jian Yao to cover her eyes.
"Don't look, it's all an illusion. There's something weird about that gust of wind." Shan Nanxing's voice sounded in Jian Yao's ears. He was obviously a soul, but there seemed to be a refreshing smell on his body.
It was like the smell of cedar surrounding Jian Yao, dispelling the faint floral fragrance that had been lingering around her.
As the fragrance of the flowers dissipated, Jian Yao's sleepy brain gradually woke up.
Wait, why is Wujiu in her room? And how could Wujiu act so scary?! So this is definitely an illusion!
When Jian Yao realized this, the surrounding hallucinations dispersed like clouds, revealing the red-lettered female ghost hidden behind, and the hand Jian Yao just saw belonged to it.
Shan Nanxing let go of the hand that was covering Jian Yao's sight, and hugged her into his arms. His cold eyes stared at the female spy in red in front of him, as if to warn her.
The red-clothed woman's hand paused, and then she let out a breathtaking laugh, like sharp nails scratching on a thick and rough wooden board, which sounded particularly harsh.
"Ho...ho...ho..."
It took a deep look at Jian Yao and Shan Nanxing, then retracted its outstretched hand. There were black blood stains on its blue-white hand. It was hard to imagine whether it had just planned to do something to Jian Yao.