My Cell Prison

Abel's perspective.

The sudden heavy rain could just help Abel hide his figure and jump quickly between the roofs.

Suddenly, Abel's running speed suddenly slowed down and stopped at the top of an old residential building.

Sniffing the nose.

An unusual smell was caught by Abel.

Evacuate immediately if you encounter any 'weird talk', it's too risky to deal with it alone.

Abel's thoughts were different from Han Dong's.

His purpose is just to find shops, and he doesn't want to get in touch with weird stories at the beginning.

In the nearly abandoned residential building, only a few old people who have been buried in the ground live.

Looking for breath.

Abel came to a wooden door with a metal door.

The delicate and lacy metal door number stands in stark contrast to the cracked and dilapidated wooden door... The door number is printed with four twisted letters Fantastic Story Store.

In terms of text, Han Dong has told Abel the Japanese writing of shop in advance.

I found it, hurry back and join them!

Abel immediately climbed away from the window between the corridors.

During the crawling period, I accidentally saw four strong men with fierceness in their eyes walking downstairs in this building, and they seemed to be looking for the store as well.

Death prisoners? Leave them alone for now.

The claws were embedded in the wall, and Abel quickly crawled away.

but.

Among the group of death row prisoners downstairs, there is a man who is completely blind in both eyes... His palm is behind his ear, he seems to hear a 'sound', and immediately stretches his finger to the top floor.

When the teammates looked, they only saw a white shadow flashing by.

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Han Dong's perspective.

He was in direct contact with Strange Talk and was trying to 'reduce' the danger.

Similar to a plant taking root in the ground.

This woman's head, painted with exaggerated white powder, was also rooted on Han Dong's shoulders through a kind of shredded meat... However, the rooting was limited to the outer garment, and could not penetrate the polluted corpse feather coat.

Such a head.

Not to mention the makeup itself is terrifying.

Even if it grows directly on one person's shoulder, even other members of the team will inevitably fall into a state of 'panic' for a period of time, and in all likelihood, they will choose to remove the umbrella.

Not to mention, the head itself exudes a rather deadly sense of danger.

However, Han Dong was neither busy throwing away the umbrella nor panicked by this head... but stared at the woman normally.

After all, 'essentially', Han Dong is also a head.

Handong tried his standard pronunciation as much as possible, speaking in more authentic Japanese: Hello!

However.

The other party did not respond.

Tick ​​tick tick... The tongue dripping with rain on the tip of the tongue slowly licked towards Han Dong's side face.

The moment you are about to touch.

bass!

A shadow passed by.

A kitchen knife from out of nowhere slashed with precision.

Dark grey tongue snap! It fell to the ground with a bang, and then turned into a puddle of rain.

Gurgling... After a while, another tongue grew out of the mouth of the woman's head.

Different from the previous time, this time the tongue was sticking out very fast, and it suddenly licked Han Dong's cheek.

Swish!

The ending remains the same.

The kitchen knife slashed down decisively, and the tongue fell to the ground... it turned into a pool of rainwater.

As early as following the poor office worker, Han Dong was thinking about all the countermeasures.

Licking the victim's face with the tongue.

With each lick, a strange rain smeared on the victim's face and penetrated into the skin through the pores.

This is why the victims always felt a cold and cold feeling on their cheeks when they opened the red umbrellas, and it was also why the victims were found to have a lot of rainwater remaining in their bodies after they died.

The rain that invades the body will affect the victim's thinking to a certain extent, resulting in his accidental death.

Therefore, Han Dong stared at the 'tongue'.

As early as the first time he picked up the red umbrella, he secretly asked Chen Li to prepare... Once the other party dared to lick Han Dong, the kitchen knife was offered.

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Han Dong continued to say politely: I have no hostility, can we talk normally?

However, the gray tongue stuck out again.

But this time, he didn't want to lick Han Dong's consciousness.

Instead, let the tongue spin back and forth in the air, which is quite magical.

It seemed that she hadn't spoken for a long time, thus forgetting the basic way the tongue works... After a while, a vague word came out of the woman's mouth:

Everyone who... picks up... umbrellas will die!

Han Dong nodded helplessly, Well, what about the clichéd horror movie lines... Can you say something else? After all, we are the same kind.

Han Dong determined in advance through the little magic eye that there were no other people and monitors in the alley.

In front of the woman's head, he separated his head from his body and moved his shoulders to show respect.

In the case of knowing that there is a [Friendship] setting.

He has the experience of joining up with the clown for a short time in The Clown's Soul.

Han Dong tried to gamble.

At the beginning of this incident, try to establish a relationship with the spirit corresponding to weird talk... It is necessary to try, if successful, Han Dong will obtain unexpected intelligence resources.

You... strange. The woman showed a look of surprise.

Han Dong tried to ease the relationship between the two as much as possible. Since everyone is a kind of person, there is no need to hurt each other... Do you think this will work? If you have anything you want to do, you can tell me at any time.

I want you to die.

Emmm... Han Dong has long heard that the corresponding behind-the-scenes spirits in island country thriller movies tend to completely hate the world and kill indiscriminately... It turned out to be the case.

I can die, but I have a request... Can I live for 24 hours? When the time is up, it's up to you.

Han Dong's words were actually placing a bet.

I bet this simple-minded person who only knows the 'spirit' of harm does not know about the 24-hour limit, nor does he think about it

After speaking many times, the woman found the feeling of speaking, and her words became much clearer, Take off... take off the weird feather coat! I will promise you... or I will kill you now.

Oh...you seem to be afraid of this feather coat inside me.

The materials for the Bone Feather Clothes are all sourced from outside the city.

Why is it said that the equipment outside the city is a double-edged sword, this is the reason... Pollution can target all things.

Han Dong quickly took off his feather coat and put it in his backpack.

quack quack!

Without the protection of the feather coat.

The shredded meat originally rooted on the surface of the clothes forcibly penetrated further, and a cold feeling of rain came from the shoulders... The woman's head has been completely connected to Han Dong's shoulders

The female head showed a murderous smile:

The timer begins... enjoy the rest of your time.

it is good.

On the surface, Han Dong naturally had to cooperate, pretending to be nervous.

The 'spiritual body' corresponding to the strange talk doesn't seem to be very good in terms of IQ...that's good! 』

Han Dong revealed an undisguised smile.

With a red umbrella on his back and an extra head on his shoulder, he returned to the intersection to join his teammates.

Of course, this head is invisible to ordinary passers-by.

Of course...if possible, try to trace the origin of this umbrella for 24 hours. Weird talk that is systematically rated as B-level is not low in itself

In the end, the head is the main body, or the umbrella is the main body... It is still too early to make a conclusion.

Try to 'take advantage' of it.

If it doesn't work, find a way to deal with it. 』