Monster 1

The interior of this small bungalow has not been cleaned for a long time, and the furniture as far as the eye can see is covered with a thick layer of dust.

In this closed and oppressive space, the only consolation is probably the statue of the Madonna on the stained glass, which looks kind and caring because of the sunlight.It's a pity that this kindness is too false, once the light fades away, she becomes a pile of cold silica polymers again.

Zhang Jianguo said that he asked Xie Zhi'an to go up and help him put together the corpse, but the upstairs was always quiet, there was no sound at all.

Scientists once did an experiment: In a space that is too quiet, people's patience will be exhausted faster.

10 minutes passed, and there was still no news at all upstairs.

"Report to the captain, no suspicious signs have been found outside."

"Keep watching, don't let out even a fly."

After 15 minutes passed, Lu Yunli twisted his wrist, pulled out his gun, and said in a slightly impatient tone, "Go up."

There is a layer of carpet on the stairs. I think the former homeowner designed this way to achieve the best noise reduction effect. It is a pity that the wooden stairs are old. Every time you take a step, there will be a toothache sound. .

The lines on the carpet were very strange, crookedly pieced together, as if scribbled on it.

However, after Lu Yunli looked down at the lines and took a few steps, he suddenly quickened his pace and rushed to the second floor.

"Lu Yun, what are you doing?"

Qiu Mingyuan was startled by Lu Yunli's sudden movement, but he still subconsciously followed Lu Yunli to the second floor, and in an instant he was back to Lu Yunli, raising the gun in his hand.

"Mingyuan, turn around."

Hearing this, Qiu Mingyuan turned around after reconfirming that there were no suspicious signs at both ends of the corridor.

"How do you..."

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, it got stuck in his throat, making Qiu Mingyuan a little out of breath.

The stairs are designed in a revolving shape. Standing on the second floor, you can see the whole shape of the stairs, and it just happens to arrange the chaotic lines together.

A nude woman was entangled by countless black vines, and a pair of ghost hands from deep underground grabbed her struggling arms.

The woman's eyes and ears were pierced by a vine, and the blood splashed out was like roses in the night.

"All the misfortunes in this world come from seeing and hearing." Lu Yunli silently recited the words that Zhang Jianguo had left behind at the scene, then turned to look at Qiu Mingyuan with a stiff expression: "Let's go in first."

"But didn't Zhang Jianguo just say..."

"Because of seeing and hearing, he made his daughter miserable. He is in pain, but he doesn't want to directly bring pain to others." Lu Yunli paused: "He should be excitedly waiting for us to take the initiative to go 'See'."

The second floor faces west, and there are a total of five rooms on both sides of the corridor.There is a reddish-brown wooden sign hanging outside each house, some of which have blurred handwriting, while others are blank.

Lu Yunli went straight to the last room on the right side of the corridor, and knocked on the wooden door: "Are you there?"

The sound of the wooden chair hitting the ground came from inside the room, but there was no reply.

Lu Yunxi waited outside for another minute or so, and he turned the doorknob—the door was indeed unlocked.

This room should have been a study room before, except for a desk at the window, there are bookcases reaching the roof in front of the other three walls.

But in this room, there are only three Chinese translations of "Cat Warrior" on the desk, and a few colorful magazines thrown under the bookcase on the east side.

Lu Yunli stepped forward and bent down to pick up the top magazine.

The cover of the magazine showed a little foreign girl in a pink swimsuit, with curly black hair tied on both sides of her head, which looked like two fluffy buns, extremely cute.

However, the things printed in the magazine are extremely unsightly - obviously, this is a magazine issued for certain people with special hobbies.

Turning directly to the last page, Lu Yunli suddenly found that the publication date of this magazine was 1985, which is more than 50 years ago, but the printing date was a few years ago.

"What the hell is the perverted family in the world, and there are still people reprinting this stuff, and it's still so well preserved."

Putting the magazine on the bookcase, Lu Yunli walked forward along the edge of the bookcase with a gloomy expression.

From the outside, the reserved length of this room is at least 10 meters, but judging from the current internal situation, it is only about four meters.

With such a layout arrangement, it is very likely that there will be a dark room in the room.

When groping for the bookcase on the west side, Lu Yunli tapped it a few times with his index finger, then directly clasped the partition on the second floor from the bottom up with his hand, and felt a bulge Finally, clasp your fingers inward, and pull hard towards the edge.

After hearing a heavy mechanical turning sound, the huge bookcase parted from the middle, retracted section by section, and a vermilion carved door appeared in front of the two of them.

"I've long thought this cabinet looks familiar, it's exactly the same as the one in my old man's room."

Although the door itself is vermilion, if you look closely, you can still find mottled blood stains on it - neither discolored nor solidified, it should be newly stained not long ago.

I don't know if it belongs to Wang Zhen or Xie Zhi'an.

Thinking of the ignorant young master, Lu Yunli felt a headache, wishing to wait until the case was over to fix him up.

It is two o'clock in the noon, but because of the orientation of the room, the room does not receive much light at noon.And because the screen curtains of the French windows in the study were deliberately drawn, the whole room seemed a little dark.

The old people used to say that in such a big house, there must be a yin room.This house is filled with visitors who are invisible to the naked eye.As long as everyone stays in their own place in peace and contentment, they will be able to live in peace and prosperity for future generations.

In the early years, many rich families would set aside such a room in their houses, but later the custom changed, and this room was also used for other purposes.Some are used as utility rooms, and some are used as study rooms. The only thing in common is that no one will live in them.

It can also be regarded as awe of ghosts and gods.

The other side of the gate is brightly lit. Two rows of wall lamps exuding dazzling white light are neatly arranged on the walls around the dark room. The decorative crystal pendants hanging under the wall lamps refract the light into wonderful colorful patterns.

It was supposed to be a dreamy and beautiful scene, but in this kind of scene, it just made the despair even more poignant.

There is a simple ink screen in the middle of the dark room, and the shadowy figure keeps shaking behind the screen, and because it is not clear, it adds a little impatience.

Lu Yunlin on this side didn't speak, and the people on the other side didn't make a sound, they just lowered their heads and continued to do what they were doing.

For a while, only the sound of shallow breathing and the occasional flipping of paper could be heard in the dark room.

As if to be more patient than anyone else, the people on both sides moved carefully within the range of each other's perception, testing each other's bottom line.

Finally, after the people inside turned the paper faster for the fifth time, Lu Yunli lifted his foot and walked in.

If one side of the screen where Lu Yunxi was just now is an absurd and weird dream scene; then the other side is a modern science and technology park.

Silver and white decorations are rigidly intertwined in a small space, and a bunch of blood-stained limbs are randomly thrown in the most central transparent glass cabinet.

And Xie Zhian was wearing a white medical coat, holding a gray folder in his hand, standing beside the glass cabinet with a blank expression, flipping through the folder in his hand.

——Young man, I think you are not a Chinese language and literature major in Beicheng University, you are a drama performer.

Lu Yunlin resisted the urge to swear, he cautiously moved a few steps towards Xie Zhian's direction, but just when he was about to reach out to pull Xie Zhian behind him, a shrill siren sounded suddenly.

The red alarm light on the wall not far away was beeping, and Lu Yunzhen really wanted to say, "This is the sound of the 120 ambulance", but he couldn't figure out what Zhang Jianguo was thinking about. In the end, he only fired the safety of the pistol, and in a tacit understanding with Qiu Mingyuan, they distanced themselves left and right, protecting Xie Zhian in a relatively safe position.

"Where's Zhang Jianguo?"

Lu Yunxi asked Zhi'an in a low voice.

"coming."

Xie Zhian's tone was very calm, which made Lu Yunli feel a little unbelievable.But when he thought of Xie Zhian's identity, he felt that all of this was taken for granted.

If he could be frightened by this situation, how could he be pulled out by Mr. Xie and introduced to everyone.

The ear-piercing sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground came from behind a pure white wall, and Lu Yunli quickly turned to look there.

I saw a man with a haggard face wearing an old Chinese tunic suit, pushing a black wheelchair and walking out step by step.And on the wheelchair, there was only a set of neatly folded clothes and a black urn.

Zhang Jianguo raised his eyes and looked at Lu Yunlin wearily, then reached out and pressed the back of the wheelchair, and the annoying siren finally stopped.

"Qiqi likes these things very much. She even wrote a short sci-fi story for me before. But I didn't understand anything at the time, so I picked a lot of typos and sentences for her, which made her very unhappy."

While talking, Zhang Jianguo pushed the wheelchair to a bench next to Lu Yunli and the others.He gently picked up the urn and placed it beside him.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to Xie Yan. It's just that I heard Qiqi say that their summer camp has a very beautiful brother who is also very nice. I was curious, so I invited him up to chat with him. By the way, let him play the role of the young doctor in the story written by Qiqi, how about it, does it look like it?"

Hearing this, Lu Yunli moved a little to the right, completely blocking Xie Zhian behind him, and also blocked Zhang Jianguo's view of Xie Zhian. .

However, Lu Yunxi's actions did not anger Zhang Jianguo, but made him a little bit happy.

"It's great. It's great to have a good friend who is willing to protect me."

Zhang Jianguo lowered his head and stroked the urn in his arms. After repeating this sentence several times to himself, his tone suddenly rose.

"Qiqi also regards them as good friends! Why are they unwilling to save Qiqi?!"

The middle-aged man's almost hoarse questioning voice was full of despair. He sniffed his nose violently and grabbed his messy hair with both hands.

"Qiqi also said that time that she met two people and asked Ah Hui to make some biscuits for her, and she took them over to give to her good friends to taste." Zhang Jianguo said while crying: "Qiqi's heart is so simple, and the Whoever is a good friend trusts him unconditionally. Why did they trick Qiqi there?"

"They heard Qiqi crying, and they saw it...why didn't they save her?"

"But now it's all right, they're all dead, all dead."

"Zhang Jianguo."

Realizing that Zhang Jianguo's emotions were getting more and more out of control, Lu Yunli stepped forward with his right foot, staring at his movements.

"Brother Xie, Qiqi really likes you, can you go and accompany her?"

Zhang Jianguo stood up abruptly, and the slightly short man tried his best to tiptoe to look at Xie Zhian behind Lu Yunli, and asked in a begging tone.

"Okay."

Xie Zhi'an's voice came faintly from behind, and without thinking about it this time, Lu Yunyi directly elbowed Xie Zhi'an's stomach backwards.

"Stinky boy, don't make trouble for me!"

"I'm fine."

Unexpectedly, the person who was panting after walking a few steps a few days ago straightened his waist and walked to the front without changing his face.

"How do you want me to accompany her?" Xie Zhi'an tilted his head and met Zhang Jianguo's eyes: "Use your hands to pick up a knife, cut open my artery, and let the blood flow throughout the room?"

"..."

"Watching my heart gradually stop beating, just like when you watched Zhang Qi stop breathing slowly."

"No...Qiqi likes you, I don't want...don't want to hurt you, you, can you go and accompany her by yourself?"

"Do you want me to die?"

"No, the person Qiqi likes, how could I..." Zhang Jianguo shook his head and struggled to defend himself: "I won't hurt the person Qiqi likes..."

"But you want me to die."

"I didn't! I just want you to accompany Qiqi!"

"But..." Xie Zhian's voice suddenly lowered, he bent down to the ear of Zhang Jianguo who was on the verge of collapse, and said word by word like a devil: "She is dead."

Like a thunder that disturbed the dream, Zhang Jianguo stretched out his hand and pushed Xie Zhian away. He hugged the urn and brought it to his face, kissing and saying: "Liar, what a good person, you are also a liar, don't go with me Qiqi, you go away, you go away!"

During the violent movements, the ceramic jar in Zhang Jianguo's hand fell to the ground. After a crisp sound, Zhang Jianguo looked down at the grayish-white powder on the ground, and finally knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

And Lu Yunli also took the opportunity to put handcuffs on him and arrested him.