[Quick Transmigration] The hero's blackening value has exploded again

"It's nothing, it's a little hot."

"Hot?" Aaron wondered, "But didn't you just say it was cold? I feel cold now too."

Lin Sang urged impatiently: "Hurry up."

"Let's go." Zhou Jiale was afraid that he would see something again, so he gave him a push.

He intentionally fell behind a few steps, felt being pinched again, almost groaned, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "...that's enough."

There was a faint chuckle in his ear.

The hand finally stopped.

Zhou Jiale breathed a sigh of relief, but he also knew that this was definitely not the end, it was just that the hunter showed mercy to the prey for the time being.

The five entered the room together, and Li Fei suddenly exclaimed: "My candle is gone! It's going to be gone!!"

Just entering the new environment, several people's emotions were tense, and Li Fei was startled, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end.

Lin Sang said angrily, "Be quiet!"

"It's okay, come on, I left an extra one here." Aaron said, patted Li Fei's back to calm his emotions.

Zhou Jiale sighed, moved the candlestick in his hand, and walked around the room.

This place is different from the room they were originally assigned to. The area is two to three times larger. The most conspicuous thing is the big rose-colored bed, and there are mottled bloodstains on the nearly red quilt.

Lin Sang reached out to touch it, and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it: "It should be plasma."

"Does such a large area of ​​blood mean that someone was killed on the bed?" Aaron also leaned over to look.

"Here is a notebook." Xiao Zhou, the assistant who was rummaging through the dresser, said.

The outside of the book is made of real leather, and when it is flipped open, the paper inside is crumpled red as if it had been soaked in blood.

A few people gathered in a circle and took a closer look, a little dumbfounded.

It was actually written in cursive English.

"Fuck, this designer bullies people! Can you understand Lin Sang? I have a low education and I don't know much English." Aaron said.

Lin Sang struggled to read a few sentences: "No, the font is too fancy, and I can only understand a few words."

"I'll do it." Zhou Jiale stepped forward and took the notebook.

With System 88, it's easy to understand.