I'm on the big guy cookbook

"Don't panic..."

Neil took a breath and looked at his timid and embarrassed companion, spit out the muddy water in his mouth, and a nameless fire burst into his heart.

"Keep going! Do you dare to come back now?!"

"If you can't find a head, you can't find a way out. When the water and food run out, are we going to starve to death here?"

"A group of old men are afraid of this and that every day. Do you think we have a choice? We don't!"

Damn, don't let me go forward, I will go forward!

When I find the dog head of that female ghost, I have to draw two bastards on it!

"But going so hard would be dangerous..." Etter sighed helplessly after finishing speaking: "But you are right, there is no time for us to explore the surroundings and let us collect some information. Supernatural events are not the specialty of detectives."

"But finding something is."

Neal's blue eyes fixed on him.

Ette was taken aback, then forced a smile on his lips.

"Well, you're right, let's go."

Several people held their breath and looked around nervously, for fear of being attacked by something suddenly, and they no longer hid their weapons, but held them in their hands and were ready to protect themselves at any time.

Chet is the weakest and most godly person here, so he has the deepest fear of ghosts.

His slightly fat body crouched and shrank behind his teammates, the sensitivity of his five senses was adjusted to the highest level by the fearful brain, and the sound of rain and thunder outside could make him tremble.

"Crack-"

When they happened to pass through the rows of floor-to-ceiling window corridors and reached the T-shaped corner, the thunder rang again, and there were successive gasps in the line.

Neil's little heart was beating violently, and he subconsciously looked at Francis with a natural expression, even a little tired and lazy because of his bored eyebrows, his scarlet narrow eyes caught him like a radar.

"What's wrong?" Francis asked in a low voice.

"Cough, it's okay." Neil licked his lower lip in embarrassment, and continued to walk around the corner, wondering if this is the real boss, so calm, looking at himself... Sigh.

How could Francis not know what his own partner was thinking, chuckled.

"When you become a vampire and have power, some of your emotions will decrease. Compared with ghosts, vampires are a more powerful race, especially you will get my first embrace, Neil. The power of three generations of vampires will make you more powerful than ghosts." Your imagination. If you want, I can do it right now—"

"No!" Neil ruthlessly refused.

"..." Francis frowned slightly, and asked, "Why do you reject being a blood race? Because you want to be a human?"

Neil said, "No."

Francis: "Then..."

Neil glared at him with the shrewd expression of discovering a profiteer: "Hmph, don't think I don't know, you can't eat hot pot if you're a vampire! You can't taste anything other than blood! I won't be fooled!"

Francis: ...

For the first time, it was discovered that for human beings, immortality is not as good as a hot pot meal.

Francis, who doubted again that his future partner might not be a fool, fell silent.

But Neil thought he was embarrassed after being found out by himself, and comforted him.

"Oh, don't worry, I won't despise you because of this. When I go back and enjoy the hot pot a few more times, I will accompany you to eat bran and swallow vegetables every day to live a hard life. They say that I don't dislike ugly bitches or poor families. I won't Just abandon you."

Francis' face darkened: "I'm not poor."

Neil nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, you are poor not in material things, but in your heart."

Francis: ...

After a few words with his big brother, Neil’s nervousness eased. He walked into the T-shaped corridor. There are doors on both sides of the corridor. This is a residence and not a hotel. Naturally, the door will not be marked on the door. What room is inside.

"Which way should we go? Considering that there may be danger hidden in the room, we need to choose carefully."

Neil turned around and asked Etter about them.

Etter is fine: "It's all the same to me."

The other pair of detectives didn't care too much: "I used to choose the right in this situation, but now I'm not sure."

Chet was terrified, his face was white and he didn't open his mouth, and the assistant he hired didn't pay attention to his partner at all, looking around nervously.

As for Liliwei, that's even more irrelevant.

"Or just the first one on the right, at this time we can only rely on intuition." Aite suggested.

Neil was about to say something when Chet, who was walking in the middle, suddenly stared at Neil with wide eyes and said tremblingly, "Did you hear anything?"

He was about to cry: "Just behind us, click, click, small sound."

"It's like something has been pierced, and it's like someone is following us on tiptoe... Hey, I, I dare not turn back... Anyone of you look, is there behind us... Is there something following us? ? "

"..."

"..."

A chill instantly ran from the tailbone through the spine to the top of the head!

The eight people with the red ribbons all swallowed except Francis, especially Neil. After hearing Chet's words, he held up the wind lantern in his hand and looked up at the junction of the T-shaped corridor. .

At the place facing the floor-to-ceiling windows with fluttering gauze curtains, it leads to the intersection of three roads.

The headless female corpse covered in mud was as slender as a sickle, inserted upside down into the ceiling behind it, the hideous neck wound and soft chest and lower abdomen were all exposed in front of people, hanging close to them.

'Crack--'

Lightning lit up, shrouding the terrifying monster in blinding white light.

Thunder then fell, shaking the monster on the ceiling and the terrified eyes.

Neil could even imagine how the monster moved from the roof to touch their backs while the humans were not responding...

"what--"

"Ahhhhh-!!"

Chet, who didn't dare to look back, finally couldn't help letting out a scream.

The others were awakened by his cry of fear to the border, and Neil and Etter stepped back and picked up their weapons, staring at the monster above with cold sweat.

The pair of detectives with guns panicked and took out their pocket pistols and shot twice at the headless monster with a 'bang bang'!

One shot fell on the lower abdomen of the female corpse because he was afraid of missing.

Knowing that he was exposed, the headless monster, enraged by the gun, stuck its legs into the ceiling and waved its forelimbs like praying mantises!

"Run!"

"Run - open the door and go to the room!"

Neil turned back and lunged at the pair of detectives, pinning them down and avoiding the slender mutant arms.

There was a bang, but the three of them didn't groan in pain. Instead, they quickly lowered their bodies and got up, rushing towards the door on the right side which was some distance away.

The others also turned around and ran away.

One blow failed, the monster inserted its arm back into the roof, and ran across it like a spider, chasing after everyone!

"Open the door! Open the door!!!"

Neil, who was running at the back, yelled at the front.

And Eite, who was running at the front, gritted his teeth and rushed to the door and twisted it twice, but he didn't open it!

"Fuck! The door is locked! Go to the left!"

"Walk, walk—"

In desperation, Aite, who ran ahead, could only turn around and choose the nearest door.

Fortunately, this time it went smoothly. The moment the door opened, out of survival instinct, Etter took his sister in without hesitation, and the others followed closely behind.

Etter grabbed the doorknob and yelled, "Don't squeeze!!! Neil, come in!!"

The back of Neil's head was cold, and the muddy water from the monster's body even splashed onto his hair, exuding a stench and the strange smell of rotting flowers.

When the monster swung its arm again and slashed over, Neil was dragged into the gate by Francis.

"boom!"

The thick wooden door closed instantly.

Ette locked the door with his hands in a second. Hearing the sound of the monster outside unable to stop the car hitting the door panel, he sat down on the carpet, gasping for breath.

Others are no better.

Their faces are ghostly white now, sweat seeps through their shirts, and the tendons in their calves are twitching.

The pair of detectives leaned back on the table and waved at Neal.

"Hey, thanks, thank you..."

Neil's throat tightened and he couldn't speak, so he shook his head at them.

Hearing the sound of the monster outside disappear, Eite recovered first. Out of professional instinct, he looked around the room in a blink of an eye, and found that this was a study room, full of bookcases and books, and no mirror.

Etter's tensed shoulders slumped, and just as he exhaled, he saw a wooden box on the desk again.

The box looked like a red wine box with unshaven burrs, but it was tied with an inappropriate blue bow ribbon, which looked nondescript.

And that size...

"Hey, look at the box on the table..." Aite stared at the wooden box with a complicated expression, and his voice whispered slowly: "... Does it look like a box that can just hold a human head?"

"...

............"

Neil and the others looked over neatly.

Lips parted in disbelief.

The eyes of different colors reflected the wooden box. For some reason, they had already determined that there must be someone's head inside.

"Great!"

"We found the crate, great! We made it out alive!"

"God bless... really God bless!"

The pair of detectives jumped up in surprise to open the box, even Ette smiled, he clenched his palms and moved towards Liliwei who was smirking with empty eyes.

...is it really that simple?

Neil looked at his excited companion, glanced at Francis who was standing with his arms crossed, and in a blink of an eye saw Chet who was terrified sitting on the ground with his face in his hands, looking not in a good condition.

And his assistant wanted to check the wooden box with everyone, but stood beside him impatiently because of the employer's problem.

Neil remembered that Chet had said that he had hypoglycemia, so he got up from the ground and walked over in fear that something would happen to him.

"Go and check, I'll look at him."

Neil whispered to his assistant.

"Really? Thank you so much!"

The assistant had thought about it a long time ago, who knows if the female ghost will only reward the few people who really found her head to leave, he must participate in opening the box!

So when he heard that he was neither polite nor evasive, he immediately turned around with a happy face and strode towards the desk.

"Are you OK."

Neil didn't care, he knelt down to look at Chet.

Chet shook his head and said sullenly, "It's okay."

Neil: "Are you dizzy now? I know that people with severe hypoglycemia will go into a coma. I don't have any sugar here. You are holding on for a while."

Chet, who was squatting on the ground, gasped, then he looked up at Neil in confusion.

"Hypoglycemia?"

He said strangely: "I don't have hypoglycemia."

Neil: "..."

"I'm just too tired from running, and I'm a little out of breath."

Neil: "..."

Neil's chest heaved: "But you clearly told me before—"

In the middle of speaking, the blue pupils dilated and contracted. Neil looked at the red ribbon on Chet's arm with an innocent expression, and a certain absurd thought flashed through his mind instantly.

at the same time.

A cold, sweaty hand firmly grasped his wrist, dragging him back involuntarily.

Neil turned his head and saw Etter with trembling lips.

"Stay away from him."

Aite's voice became breathless, and he was pulled all the way to the desk. The few people standing in front of the desk did not know why their backs were facing the desk, and they were facing behind him.

That look was like seeing a ghost again.

But the door is obviously locked, there are no ghosts on the ceiling, and there is no mirror in the room.

Why is this?

Why are you so scared?

When Neil stood in front of the desk, he glanced across the opened wooden box and understood everything.

In the wooden box is not the head of the female ghost.

...was Chet's.

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