Your time to live has been credited [unlimited]

The Yin Qi in the house reached its peak, and the wailing voices of countless ghosts tore the eardrums.

Several unjust souls who died in 101 turned into huge shadows, covering the doctor in an instant.

Yu Muqing was still cursing at first, but it soon turned into a stern begging for mercy.

His limbs seemed to be being torn by something, and he was dragging towards the master bedroom.

A string of scarlet liquid was left on the floor, Dou Huai hurriedly closed his eyes, pretending that he was a dazed air.

Soon, the sound of locks falling in his ears.Quietly opening his eyelids, the living room, which was like hell just now, is so silent at this moment, except for some weird noises from the master bedroom from time to time.

Dou Huai didn't care to investigate, he got up slowly, and cast a sympathetic look at the master bedroom.

"Welcome home, Doctor Yu. You were the first owner of this house, and now you have returned to your roots. I hope your big family will be happy in the future."

After silently blessing, he touched the lock of the anti-theft door with his palm, crept open a crack, and got out like a fish.

"While the doctor is in love with his tenants, I can go upstairs and have a look. Wang Chunhua's body is still there."

The rain outside is much lighter, and the sky is not as dark as before.Dou Huai gathered his clothes, turned around and walked upstairs.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a shiny mobile phone on the stairs.

"It's from a doctor? This is important evidence."

The screen was locked, so Dou Huai gave up on the inspection and ran up to the corner between the second and third floors.

It's not an illusion, the more you go upstairs, the more small advertisements are pasted on the cement walls on both sides.

Unsure of the exact location of the body, he could only look for a needle in a haystack, take a deep breath and tear up all the small advertisements.

The cement wall that had been covered in dust for a long time finally slowly appeared. Under the light of the mobile phone flashlight, Dou Huai did not see the corpse, but saw some things that were not quite right.

"The color of the cement in these places is lighter than other places, and it's a little more convex. It should be pasted later, but this size doesn't seem to be able to hold a corpse?"

Dou Huai counted carefully, there are thirteen such places, large and small, scattered on the first, second and third floors.

"It doesn't matter, let's break it open."

His backpack is still at the gate of 101, and there are hammers, hammers, saw blades and other tools that he bought before.

Going downstairs to take out a handy one, Dou Huai started to smash at the nearest one.

The sound of "bang bang choke" resounded through the corridor, but the building seemed to be dead, and there was no response at all.Whether it was the grandmother on the third floor or the mysterious man on the sixth floor, they all shrank without even turning their heads.

Time passed by, and Dou Huaiqian was sweating profusely, and finally managed to dig a small hole.

"When will this dig? Why don't you just call the police? Or not, what if you make a mistake? I only have one day left, so I can't afford to delay."

Not daring to rest, he had to grit his teeth and persist.Finally, when his arms were numb, a flash of gray suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

"This is…..?"

Dou Huai opened his eyes wide, only to see two slender fingers curled up and hidden among the broken pieces on the open concrete wall.

Dried blood coagulated on the wrinkled skin, and there were gray cement debris in the nails.They lie quietly in the depths, and they look very much like unfinished flowers.

Dou Huai's throat choked, and he immediately increased his strength in his hands.

Not long after, two severed hands with their palms together appeared in front of them.

The cross-section is pitted, and the white bone points are sticking out.They were deliberately placed in the most space-saving posture, and they were stuffed here in an arrogant manner for an unknown period of time.

Almost at the moment when he found the severed hand, the phone suddenly vibrated twice.

Dou Huai picked it up and saw faint light spots reflected on the screen.

[Congratulations to the player for successfully finding Zhao Dongxi's wife (1/13)! 】

【She is buried in the dark concrete wall, who can find her?Who will hear her grievances?oh my god!It turned out to be our lovely Mr. Player!She has been waiting for you for a long time, please go and give her real help! 】

[Task 1: Find Zhao Dongxi's wife, completed (1/13)]

[Task 2: Obtain the approval of the wife, not completed]

The excited tone of the game is particularly disgusting, and Dou Huai is not at all happy to complete the task.He stared at the two severed hands, and suddenly understood why there were 13 different colors on the wall.

"If you want to squeeze a person into the wall, it's too big and difficult to operate, but if you divide it into 13 parts, it should be much easier."

"The clues under the bed in the master bedroom may also be related to the cement."

Covered in dust, he sat down next to the door of 101, feeling the pain in his muscles.

"So now, how do I explain this to the police?"