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"Let's solve the case!"

The onion head is spinning crazily in the painting, turning into a spinning top.

Instead, Song Ci looked at it quietly, while Gong Xiaoyu folded his arms around his chest, waiting to watch the show: "This is the first time I've seen a game administrator who is urging people to answer."

The onion was about to vomit, and begged mournfully: "Forget it, I beg you, solve the case quickly, my house can't bear tossing, that book is too crazy, too crazy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

The onion cried out two lasagna tears, and the tears also had the pungent smell of onion.

Gong Xiaoyu held her nose in disgust: "I hate onions."

Onion cried again: "No, onions are obviously spicy."

Well, even the accent has changed.

Song Ci's eyes rolled, and he discussed the conditions with Onion: "Give me a prop, and I will close the case early and let you get off work."

Onion promised with tears in his eyes: "I'll give it to you! I'll give you anything you want except my chastity and life!"

"I'm not interested in your chastity or life. Give me a sack prop that can hold a grown man, and you can't break free when you put it on. Even a tiger can't do anything with it." Song Ci said.

As soon as these words came out, Gong Xiaoyu immediately understood what he meant. It seemed that Song Ci really took the sack arrest plan to heart.

When Onion heard that it was such a useless prop, it immediately agreed. It quickly found a hemp rope woven bag that met the requirements, and teleported it from the painting.

Song Ci grabbed it and pulled it, and took out the sack smoothly.

Onion cried again and hugged the corner of the sack: "After I give it to you, you will immediately close the case and take away that crazy book, right?"

Song Ci nodded without changing his face, and then Onion cried and let go, even the smell of it on the sack.

Gong Xiaoyu covered her nose: "Such a strong smell, won't it destroy our plan?"

Song Ci hugged the sack: "We all have the smell on our bodies, so it won't go away."

Onion was confused: "What's your plan? Aren't you going to close the case immediately?"

Song Ci and Gong Xiaoyu looked at each other, and they walked forward with a tacit understanding.

"Etc., etc!"

A room full of onions are screaming.

"What about our deal? What about closing the case? What about mutual trust?"

Of course such a thing doesn't exist, it's naive.

Song Ci left a sentence: "I will solve the case right away, you just hold on."

Onion bit the handkerchief and shed tears, it just couldn't hold on anymore, the house collapsed!

The two turned a deaf ear, and soon came to the exhibition hall where the headless corpse disappeared.

The mystery of the disappearance of the female corpse, he had guessed before seeing Akabane for the second time, Akabane is indeed haunted, but he is not a dead soul, unable to walk through walls, he must be hiding somewhere in this art gallery, just like this Like a headless corpse that disappeared.

The problem is, he and Gong Xiaoyu searched the entire art gallery, but they didn't find any trace.

At this time, Gong Xiaoyu found the model of the bungalow, which inspired Song Ci. He thought for a moment that maybe there are other spaces in this art gallery, just like the bungalow, there is an attic, where Akabane is hiding. And the mystery of the disappearance of the headless corpse is related to this space.

Only in this way can the inexplicable disappearance be explained.

Song Ci confirmed again that it was impossible for someone to remove the corpse and remove all the blood in a few minutes.

Unless, someone removes the entire floor.

In other words, the floor of this exhibition hall has movable devices that can be controlled to rise and fall.

And there is more than one such floor.

Before Akabane appeared for the third time, Song Ci asked Gong Xiaoyu to guard the exhibition hall. He didn't notice any abnormalities in the floor, but he also set up signs in other rooms that may have raised floors, at the intersection of the floor and the threshold. There is a hair everywhere, and if there is any change in the floor, this hair will definitely change with it.

Gong Xiaoyu went to inspect the hair again, and sure enough, she found that there were two changes.

This result affirmed their idea, and the two concluded that there were other spaces in the art museum, and Akabane was hiding in it!

That headless corpse must have been taken away by him in this way!

Now there is only one problem left, how can they enter that space.

"Could it be these paintings?"

Gong Xiaoyu pointed at the paintings on the exhibition hall, and tried to move their positions.

Yet the room remained motionless.

He looked for other devices that might control the lift, but found nothing.

Song Ci stared at the line of bloody writing at the foot of the wall: "Do you think this line of writing is too low?"

do not leave.

These four words were written close to the floor, less than [-] centimeters from the ground, which was indeed too low.

Gong Xiaoyu looked carefully and found something wrong: "The bloodstain is a bit uneven, the limestone on the wall seems to have been scratched."

He stroked the dried blood and felt the unevenness.

Song Ci nodded: "This bloody character was written on it on purpose, and it was to cover up the scratch and prevent us from noticing it."

Gong Xiaoyu patted the lime that didn't exist on his hand: "This is the only possibility, otherwise it can be written when the corpse is removed, why write it later?"

He glanced at the scratch that was almost covered by blood: "However, how did this scratch occur?"

This mark is not as long as a fingernail, and some limestone has been scratched on the wall. It seems that it is just a mark of accidental knocking, but what can be knocked so low?

Song Ci lifted her foot: "That's fine."

As he said that, he kicked the line of words, and the edge of the sole hit the wall, precisely coincided with the scratch, and rubbed off some of the plaster on the wall.

At the same time, the floor under their feet moved abruptly, Song Ci withdrew his feet, and just as he stood firmly, the floor quickly dropped, leading them down.

Both of them sank into the ground, and the ceiling of the exhibition hall got farther and farther away from them. At the same time, another floor appeared above, filling the empty ground.

The field of vision is dark, and the floor is still falling, just like the elevator.

The long elevator shaft finally landed not long after, and a deep space as wide as an air-raid shelter appeared in front of them. Containers were piled up everywhere, and several elevator shafts were suspended from the top and connected to the ground, forming one after another. The large square pillars blocked the view.

They walked out of the elevator shaft, Gong Xiaoyu immediately noticed the side: "Look over there."

Song Ci heard the sound and looked, just to the left of them coming down the elevator shaft, there were two floors side by side, one floor was clean, but the headless corpse lay on the other floor, the scene was the same as before Song Ci Seeing as miserable.

"Looks like we've found the dead man."

Gong Xiaoyu put away her smile and walked over seriously.

"Also, the head was found."

The head of the headless female corpse was placed on a container next to it, but the head was soaked intact in a glass container filled with water, with flowing hair and a peaceful face, as if it was still alive.

Next to this container, there is a photo frame.

"This is……"

Gong Xiaoyu stared at the photo in the frame, inside was a family portrait, a little boy without a smile stood in front of his smiling parents, and took a picture of this scene for the camera.

"There is also this picture in the model of that bungalow, this woman is indeed that mother." Gong Xiaoyu's eyes moved to the woman's head.

Song Ci also stared fixedly at the woman in the water, and whispered unconsciously with her lips: "Song Song..."

"What are you talking about?" Gong Xiaoyu turned around, her face suddenly changed, "Be careful——"

He saw a figure rushing down from the container behind Song Ci, and immediately drew out his big watermelon chopper to block it, but before he raised his knife, another shadow flew out from the side, holding the rushing figure in the air, Throw it hard against the wall.

"boom--"

The sneak attacking figure flew past Song Ci and hit the wall. A bloody rose bloomed on the wall, and the figure slid down to the ground without a sound.

Song Ci looked at the dead attacker, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

"That is……"

Gong Xiaoyu said in surprise, he looked at the attacker and then at Song Ci, it took him a while to hide the shock on his face.

Bloodstains flowed down the wall line by line and gathered around the attacker. The dead attacker had a strange appearance. One arm was as thin as a baby and the other was as thick as a sea bowl. Big tumor, he also has a tumor on his head.

However, that face looked exactly like Song Chuyi's.

It is simply a replica of Song Chuyi.

But this odd-shaped sneak attacker seemed to be just a failure.

"Xiaoci—"

Akabane's voice sounded behind them.

Song Ci turned around slowly, Chi Yu was standing five or six meters away from him, his eyes were irritable under his dull red hair, and a strange-looking attacker attacked beside him, he raised his hand and stared at Holding Song Ci, he pinched the attacker's face at the same time, exerted force with five fingers, and instantly exploded the opponent's head.

The attacker was bloody and fell to the ground.

Now, Song Ci knew why the heads given to him were so rotten that he couldn't see their faces clearly. Akabane just didn't want him to see what the faces of these people looked like.

"and many more--"

Akabane's figure flashed, and suddenly rushed deeper into the space.

Song Ci couldn't call him, so she could only hold the sack he cheated and followed him.

"I'll take it, you concentrate on dealing with him." Gong Xiaoyu took the sack from him, and they split into two groups, chasing in the direction where Akabane disappeared.

There was a faint sound of fighting in front of him. Akabane had a strong figure, crushed a head with one hand, and quickly cleaned up the rest of the attackers.

This person, even if there is only an empty shell left, is he so powerful?

Song Ci watched with distaste as he beat up a sneak attacker, and then looked forward, and there was a mountain of corpses piled up in front of him, extending to the deeper part of the space. How many.

All of these corpses had their heads blown off, leaving only deformed bodies piled together in an ugly pile.

There was a disgusting and rotten smell in the air, there was no fresh air at all, and Akabane had been battling these monsters for an unknown amount of time down here.Without mercy, he stomped on the last head, and then stopped, looking at Song Ci who was not far away.

"You...these..."

Song Ci glanced at those deformed corpses, wondering if they should be called human beings.

If he didn't expect, most of these corpses had exactly the same face as Song Chuyi's, that is, the same face as Chi Yuhai's when he was young.

His heart suffocated, these people are all him.

The wind rushed to his face, Chi Yu suddenly came in front of him, cupped his face with his clean hand, and called in a low voice: "Xiaoci..."

"Is that all you can say?"

Song Ci stretched out her hand and grabbed the lapel of his chest.

"Akabane, tell me what's going on, I want to know now, I forgot a lot of things, but you don't want me to remember, why, why?"

Song Ci shook him, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Akabane's voice became deeper and deeper: "Xiaoci..."

Song Ci raised her face, with a wry smile on her lips: "As expected, you only know what to say."

But Akabane can do many things, he quickly lowered his head and grabbed Song Ci's bitter lips, as if he wanted to swallow all his sorrow.

He closed his eyes, immersed in the kiss, Song Ci accepted him, but suddenly opened his eyes.

A figure approached from the side, Song Ci grasped Akabane even tighter, and responded to his enthusiasm more intensely, at the same time, a sack was placed on Akabane's head as a hood.

Song Ci quickly got away, grabbed the sack with both hands, and caught Chi Yu in one fell swoop.

--nailed it!

Akabane, who was immersed in the passionate kiss, was caught off guard and successfully slipped into the set. He was wrapped in a sack obediently, and could only breathe, but could not move.

"Xiaoci..."

He huddled in the sack, calling out weakly, with a slightly aggrieved voice.

Song Ci pretended not to hear, he was carrying a sack, heh, this head-throwing sensualist was finally caught by him in the sack.

Let's see if he dares to wave!

The author has something to say: Akabane: Dare to do it next time.

Song Porcelain::)