Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

"Sorry." Ding Mu looked into those eyes and suddenly felt very tired.

It was a feeling of exhaustion from the soul.

Qin Ying pursed her lips, wondering what she was thinking.

Silence spread between the two of them. After a while, Qin Ying suddenly said, "Don't eat eggs tomorrow morning."

Ding Mu was taken aback by this thoughtless sentence, and subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Don't eat if you want to live." Qin Ying suddenly turned and left without looking back.

Ding Mu looked at his back and felt that this person was more complicated than he thought.

Ding Mu was assigned to that room again, and when he entered the room, he felt almost the same as when he first came here.The lingering lights, the dying wireless network, and the breathless feeling of being spied on.

The feeling of being spied on came back again, and it was worse than last time. This dull feeling reminded him: this was not the first time he came here, but the second time.

They didn't make it out of here.

This situation is very bad, because you don't know when this torture will end, and the hopeless waiting is easy to break down.

However, it is almost the same now, and there are many people who have collapsed.

Like him, Zhang Haifeng was also assigned to the original room.

He thought for a while, went out and knocked on Zhang Haifeng's door: "Mr. Zhang, are you there?"

No one responded for a long time.

Ding Mu was a little puzzled. Since the first night they met, Zhang Haifeng had been avoiding him, and even avoiding other people. Did he know something?He knocked on the door again: "Mr. Zhang, I have something to ask you."

After a long time, Zhang Haifeng's hoarse voice finally came from the room: "What's the matter?"

Ding Mu just wanted to call out, to hear what happened to him, but who would have thought that he really took it seriously, how could he have any questions to ask now? !

Ding Mu thought for a while and said, "Mr. Zhang, it's not convenient for you. May I go in and talk?"

"Don't go in!" Zhang Haifeng stopped him suddenly. He seemed to have sensed the bad attitude just now, so he added, "I'm changing clothes."

"It's okay, it's what men are afraid of." Ding Mu insisted on entering. He felt that there was something wrong with Zhang Haifeng's attitude.

"Let's talk about it later when we have dinner." Zhang Haifeng pondered for a long time, then let go.

Ding Mu nodded, and remembered that the people in the room couldn't see, so he replied: "Okay."

He just thought of a possibility: since the deaths of Yan Mingyue and He Chengming can be delayed, can others be delayed?

It was likely that the mysterious dead man was among them.

So, what did he do that led to his death?

Dinner was served on time, and although everyone had no appetite, they still pulled themselves together and stuffed things into their mouths one mouthful at a time.

What if it was the last meal?

The braised pork is crystal clear and the soup is rich, but no one touches it.

Because, everyone in the tour group found that there were no corpses in the two rooms at the end of the corridor, and the room was peaceful and peaceful, as if nothing had happened. In He Chengming's room, even the original knife marks on the bed sheet No more.

No one wanted to sleep there, even the two rooms next door were vacant, and the owners of those rooms were arranged to live in another room.

The corpse is gone.

This should have been a good thing, but no one saw where Zhao Lan's body was taken away by the hotel staff. They only knew that they put her in a bag and carried her to the back of the hotel building.There is no garbage dump behind the hotel building, there is only a small garbage truck, and the garbage in the garbage truck is only covered with a shallow layer of garbage, which cannot be the place to throw the corpse.There is also no soil structure such as a flower bed, and it is impossible to bury it underground. The only well is still blocked by a huge bluestone slab, and there are no corpses in all possible burial sites.

Then, the braised pork in front of me is very suspicious.

Several people were still covering their mouths, looking like they were about to vomit.

Ding Mu also subconsciously avoided the braised pork. Now when he thinks of eating this dish when he first came here, he feels his stomach churning.

Zhang Haifeng sat alone in the corner and did not communicate with anyone.Ding Mu met and decided to ask him first.

"Zhang Gong," Ding Mu greeted him, "I'm eating."

Zhang Haifeng glanced at him, frowned imperceptibly, and replied, "Yes."

"Mr. Zhang, you also ate pickles." Ding Mu felt embarrassed when he said that.

"Yes." Zhang Haifeng nodded.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you. If you hadn't introduced me to a job, I wouldn't have been able to work in the company."

Zhang Haifeng nodded absently.

"I heard that my sister-in-law fell. I'll go to your house to take a look when I get back." Ding Mu looked at his face and asked calmly.

"She's fine." Zhang Haifeng noticed his gaze, raised his head and smiled at him.

The smile was extremely stiff, and almost the moment he saw the smiling face, Ding Mu had goose bumps all over his body.

That kind of smile, like a person wearing a mask cut a slit on his face in order to keep the same smile as everyone else.

Zhang Haifeng divorced his wife a long time ago. As soon as the divorce, his wife remarried to a foreign country. There is no intersection at ordinary times. How can he know whether she fell or not?

Besides, he made up the news, and he had never heard of the news that Zhang Haifeng's wife was injured in a fall.