Saiki Kusuo's Marvel Daily

Abel, who was being stared at by everyone, was a little nervous. He opened his mouth to say something, but Peter suddenly realized something and stood up to speak first.

"Sorry, I have a question. Since this place is very dangerous, why don't you leave in a car quickly instead of entering this haunted house?"

As soon as Peter finished speaking, everyone turned their eyes to him, seeming to scold him not to interrupt casually.Peter quickly shut up and motioned for Abel to continue.

Abel, who was interrupted, waved his hands and said it was nothing, "First of all, let me explain the question you just raised about finding a means of transportation to escape. Joan and the others also thought of this method before we came. But" seemed to have thought of something, His face suddenly turned ugly.

Joan behind him took over the words and explained with a stern face, "Andy and Mike, our companions, took the lead and bribed the driver who brought us here. The three of them left by bus early in the morning, but in the afternoon, the bus I drove back, and their bodies were found in the bus. Moreover, there was a line of words written in their blood on the glass, don’t even think about escaping, or I’ll kill you, a warning.”

Peter couldn't help but asked again, "But we didn't see any other buses when we came, and the person in charge and the driver were also nice. And where were you when we came?"

Joan continued, "I don't know how long ago you came, and I don't know where the bus with the corpses went. Wright and I were the only two survivors. We were frightened when we saw this scene, so we entered In this hotel, we were hiding in the cupboard in the lounge until Abel and the others came and we didn’t come out.”

After hearing this, Saiki Kusuo couldn't help complaining, "Your boyfriend is really big-hearted. He was scared and hid in the closet before, but when people came, he was so brave that he dared to go out to take a shower even though he knew there was a ghost."Can you make it more logical?

However, no one else had any doubts about this story that was full of loopholes.If Peter and the others hadn't used telepathy to reveal Joan's true identity, they would have been coaxed into running around.

Tsk, why do I feel like everyone is drunk and I am alone? Is it really because his ability is spoiled that I can't be more integrated into this game? Why don't I turn off my telepathy?

No, Kusuo Saiki came to his senses and it was all Pietro's nonsense that made him think of it as a game.

After hearing this, Peter thought of the driver who had taken him to make a phone call but suddenly disappeared, and turned to ask Abel.

"Where is the person in charge who communicated with you before?"

Ebel's face suddenly became very ugly, and he shook his head, "He agreed to our leaving, but because it was noon, the driver needed to rest, so he asked us to go to the hotel to rest first, and he would see us off in the afternoon. Seeing that he had a good attitude, we agreed He gave us his opinion. He sent us to the lounge, and then our attention was focused on the sudden appearance of Joan and Wright. When we recalled it, he was gone."

"So if we can't find this murderer ghost, we can't leave here. But the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear. According to Qiong, the only couple in the hotel who might know the origin of this ghost also died on the first day. We have no way to start." Bull took a deep breath and wiped his face in despair.

After hearing this, Kusuo Saiki went to see Qiong as a habit.The other party didn't have much inner activity at this time, but he looked like he was gnashing his teeth in hatred towards the female ghost.Based on her previous purpose of approaching them, Saiki Kusuo had a rough idea.

Qiong and the female ghost had a hostile relationship. She knew there was a ghost here, but she had to come here for a purpose, so she found a few scapegoats to come with her. However, she obviously underestimated the ability of the female ghost, and all the scapegoats she brought were... He was killed, but he gained nothing. Now he is trapped here, in a dilemma.

but

Saiki Kusuo thought about the dummy in the bathroom before.

Whether those so-called scapegoats were dead or not was another matter. He thought it was Joan's work before, but judging from her furious look at this moment, it was obvious that she didn't know that Wright's body was fake.

At this time, Peter briefly reviewed what Abel and Joan had told him.Post a question. "Does anyone know how to meet a ghost? I mean physical contact."

"Physical contact" Abel repeated. This guy's mind was filled with 18 taboos and he didn't know where to think. He looked at Peter with a strange expression.

Peter was embarrassed by the look, scratched his head and explained, "This is how it is played on TV. Ghosts are spirits and cannot be touched or caught. If you want to deal with her, you must make her physical."

The others suddenly looked at a loss, obviously they had never thought that one day they would have to deal with a ghost. Only the black man took out a book from his bag with excitement.

"I know, I know." He spoke unsophisticated Mandarin, turned the book to a folded page, and handed it to Peter, "This is what I saw a few days ago."

He took the book and looked at the cover.

Teach you how to catch ghosts efficiently

It looks unreliable at first glance.

When I turned to the page that the black man said, the densely packed black characters on it made my head spin. I read it patiently. In one sentence, I burned the yellow talisman with the birth date of the ghost, added it to the child's urine, and then poured it all over my body. You can touch the spirit ghost. This method also applies to objects.

Why the hell did the country channel suddenly jump to the country z channel? This method is really disgusting.

Also, without mentioning whether the method is feasible or not, who knows the birth date of the female ghost?

Peter raised his head and asked everyone present, "Does any of you know the date, month and day of the birth of that ghost?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Peter returned the book to the black man and watched him carefully flatten the corners of the book. It was so precious that he couldn't help but ask.

"Sorry, I want to ask you, as a black man, oh, I don't mean to be racist, I just want to say, don't black people always not believe in ghosts and gods?"

The black man nodded, "Yes, I don't believe it. But that doesn't mean I don't like watching it." He said matter-of-factly, "And, you know, whether in horror movies or thrillers, black people are always the most pitiful and the earliest and the most miserable ones. Existence. In order to survive, I had to betray my beliefs and study these things so that I could live longer."

"" What he said makes sense and is completely irrefutable.

Peter reached out and patted his shoulder to comfort him, "Don't worry, buddy. I have a hunch that you can survive well."

The black man wiped away his sad tears and looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, buddy."

"Uh, sorry, can you interrupt me for a moment so we can continue the conversation?"

Abel, who was in control of the situation, expressed that he was very tired, so Peter thoughtfully changed the subject.

"Now the method of confronting the female ghost is no longer feasible, we can only find a way to get out of here." Peter said to Abel.