Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Angels and Demons 9

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The young police detective stood at the door, with a tall and straight figure against the light, looking up.

Lilith, who had just sent the voodoo mother away, turned her head and saw the police detective at the door. She was about to make up an excuse to send this useless police detective away, but when she saw his face clearly, she suddenly realized something and said to the police detective : "Inspector, my husband seems to have committed suicide, does this also need to be investigated?"

"It's not suicide, there are obviously scars on his body." Michael ran downstairs and said to the detective, "You should investigate the scene first, Inspector."

Zhou Yan looked at the police detective's face in shock, and it was clearly Ji Fangwei. Did he realize that he was dragged into the dungeon, so he followed?

The police detective glanced across the crowd one by one, then nodded and said, "Take me to see the scene."

When he passed by Zhou Yan, he seemed to pause for a moment, and then walked up without looking sideways.

Zhou Yan approached Michael and asked in a low voice, "How do you know that you can call the police here?"

Michael took off his hat, waved the wind, and said: "When I was studying here these days, I often saw policemen on the street, but when talking to them, the policemen said that they are fine and don't bother them, so I just remember Get the alarm number."

"Besides, in general B-level dungeons, there are not only two players. Since there are no new players after a day, I think it needs an opportunity to "summon" players here. "

Zhou Yan's view of Michael changed instantly, and as he said, he would not lose the chain at critical moments.

"However," Michael moved closer to Zhou Yan, looking at the police detective from time to time, and said, "You seem to know him?"

"How do you know?" Zhou Yan lowered his voice.

"Secret!" Michael blinked, and put his index finger on his lips to make a silent gesture.

"Who is the first witness?" The police detective's voice planned the conversation between the two. At some point, he quietly stood beside the two, his scrutinizing eyes swept over the two of them very oppressively. sweep away.

"It's me, it's me." Lilith raised her hand tremblingly at the side, her appearance was no longer exquisite due to repeated accidents, and there were still crystal tears hanging on her face.

"What happened to the deceased before?"

"It's worse than now, isn't it?" Lilith replied.

"What is the same as now, Inspector, a group of believers in black clothes came before and threw a leprosy into the water." Michael said with his arms folded.

Michael's inconspicuous testimony made the detective turn his attention to Zhou Yan. The corners of his mouth were tense and serious, and even the hair under the brim of his hat was meticulous.

Seeing Ji Fangwei wearing a police uniform, Zhou Yan suddenly became nervous for some reason, and he honestly described the appearance of Connor's body just found: "He was kneeling in the bathtub with no clothes on, and he was wearing a mask on his head. A crown of thorns, like the one hanging on the door downstairs, and then there seem to be two wounds on the back."

After listening to Zhou Yan's description, the police detective recorded the relevant information and asked again: "Do you smell anything?"

taste?

Zhou Yan knew that Ji Fangwei obviously found something, but when he just entered the bathroom, he was completely attracted by the scene of Connor's death, completely forgot to distinguish the smell in the air, and could only say: "I didn't pay attention at the time, but , When those believers in black came, there was a stench."

"It seems, it seems to be the smell of tar." Michael added from the side, and when he just said it, he seemed to notice something and frowned tightly.

"I see, now I want you to move out the body." The police detective packed up the documents and took out a pair of gloves from his pocket. When he was about to put them on, Lilith stopped him.

"Detective, the president of the Rose Society has already put Connor's soul to rest, please don't disturb him any more." Lilith blocked the bathroom door, her words were very tactful, but her attitude was extremely firm.

The police detective put his white-gloved hand on Lilith's shoulder, pushed her aside under Lilith's astonished gaze, and said in a cold tone, "There was a murder in this room a few years ago, you Do you know the situation?"

The expression on Lilith's face was unpredictable, and the green pupils could hardly suppress the raging anger. She seemed to have made a mistake. She thought she could catch the policeman and the exorcist in one go, but just now the policeman could easily Push yourself.

It shows that his power is far superior to that of the exorcist.

Moreover, he was able to ask questions about the mansion, which was clearly aimed at himself.

His gaze gradually became sharper, as if he could see through Lilith's poor disguise, and looked directly at the real devil hidden under her body.

Lilith lowered her eyes, thought for a while, then raised her head, smiled reluctantly and said, "I seem to have heard that this house is very cheap because of that kind of thing, and we don't care, so we moved here."

The police detective walked into the bathroom full of mold, looked at Connor's body floating on the dirty water, and frowned subtly.

Digging into the foul-smelling dirty water, the police detective easily dragged out the heavy corpse. His pale skin was soaked and swollen, and had lost its elasticity. Mottled bluish yellow, thin and dense blood vessels covered the entire pale corpse like a spider web.

As soon as the corpse was dragged out of the dirty water, the entire bathroom was filled with an unpleasant stench, as if the smell of a rotting corpse was so strong that everyone couldn't help but gag.

Zhou Yan covered his mouth and nose, and frowned tightly. How Connor's body rotted to such an extent must be caused by the mysterious voodoo ritual before.

What disturbed Zhou Yan and Michael was that the deep bone wound on the back disappeared at this time, replaced by complete skin, as if what they saw before was just an illusion.

"No," Michael said, "There are obviously two wounds on his back, on both sides of the butterfly bone, why are they missing?"

"Michael, what nonsense are you talking about, can't you have hallucinations?" Lilith shed tears again, she wiped her tears with a silk handkerchief, and said, "I know you are overly sad because of your father's death, but you can't complain to the police. Detect nonsense."

Zhou Yangang was about to speak when he saw the police detective suddenly raised his eyes, revealing familiar eyes.

Ji Fangwei was telling himself not to speak yet.

Zhou Yan closed his mouth.

The police detective played by Ji Fangwei inspected Connor's mouth and the wounds all over his body decently, and then said to Lilith: "There is water in the mouth and nose, which should be a symptom of drowning."

As soon as this remark came out, Michael and Zhou Yan stared round their eyes. Michael wanted to refute again, but Zhou Yan stopped him.

"Wait a minute," Zhou Yan said, "let's wait and see."

Just as Michael was about to say something, it suddenly occurred to him that Lilith is the only NPC in the bathroom, and the other three are all dungeon players.

Since it is a B-level copy, then this detective player should not make such a simple judgment.

He should have another purpose.

"Has your husband ever thought of suicide?" Ji Fangweili asked routinely.

Lilith's eyes were red again, she sobbed: "It should be, in fact, we owe a lot of money, he may not be able to support it long ago."

"Actually, the most important thing is the experience that happened yesterday, which stimulated Connor to have the idea of ​​committing suicide." At this point, Lilith glanced at Zhou Ya sadly, and continued, "Since we moved in After this house, I have no money, and I heard that there was a cruel murder case here, so we want to deliberately create some supernatural phenomena, and hire a documentary director to shoot, so that we can regain our fame."

"Who knew that he had exposed him early in the morning. Connor must have heard his words upstairs, so he couldn't bear the suffering in his heart and died."

Lilith pointed at Zhou Yan with trembling fingers.

Ji Fangwei looked at Zhou Yan, saw the innocent expression on his face, and there was a smile in his eyes, and then he returned to his businesslike appearance, and said, "Are you the director who came to record?"

Zhou Yan nodded a little guilty, not because of Lilith's words that turned black and white, but because of his curiosity and distrust that he was dragged into the dungeon by the person in the mirror.

Now that Ji Fangwei is able to enter the dungeon, it means that he must have discovered his sneaking into the storage room.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan lowered his head even more guilty, and looked at the mold emerging from the cracks in the floor tiles. He felt a strange feeling in his heart for a moment, and he couldn't help asking: "Why are there so many molds here?"

"Who knows? The previous owner didn't like to keep it clean, right?" Lilith avoided the ubiquitous dark green bacteria spots on the ground with some disgust.

Ji Fangwei pondered for a moment, squatted down, stained some mold with his fingers, and spread it on his white gloves. He carefully observed the shape of the spores of these molds, his face became more serious, and he raised his head and said to Lilith: "This room What room is downstairs from the bathroom?"

Lilith's expression was extremely unnatural, and she said falteringly: "No, there is no room."

"Impossible?" Zhou Yan recalled the structure of the mansion he observed when he came here, and said, "This bathroom faces west, so it's not suspended."

Lilith was obviously a little annoyed, she couldn't help but raise her volume a bit, and said, "If I say no, then there won't be. If you don't believe me, I'll take you down to have a look."

Ji Fangwei stood up and said, "Lead the way."

Lilith walked to the front and couldn't stop muttering to herself: "What a rude policeman, I'm really fed up, I want to move."

Zhou Yan retreated to Ji Fangwei's side, couldn't hold back his curiosity any longer, and asked in a low voice, "What did you find?"

Ji Fangwei shook his head slightly, signaling Zhou Yan not to act rashly for the time being, but said: "This is the duty of the police, you don't have to ask."

Maybe it was the natural deterrence brought by the clothes he was wearing, Zhou Yan took a step back obediently, but a smile was suppressed at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, what did you ask him?" Michael also leaned forward, looked at the new player, and said, "Aren't you talking to him—"

Zhou Yan interrupted him, and said seriously: "Don't pry into the police's privacy at will."

Michael rolled his big eyes towards the sky, snorted coldly, squinted at Zhou Yan, and said, "Do you want to know the details of that old witch?"

Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, and he said, "I just feel like you know."

Michael giggled, and said very annoyingly: "Don't pry into the privacy of high school students at will."

Zhou Yan clenched his fist, resisting the urge to hit him.

"arrive."

Lilith led them to the first floor, found the location facing the bathroom, pointed to an empty wall, and said with a sneer, "This is the room you think it is, so search as much as you want."

The advanced aesthetics of the former owner of the mansion make all the decorations of this mansion beautiful and timeless.

Even the wallpaper on the wall has been carefully selected. It is an olive green base color with complicated white patterns printed on it. It may be slightly yellowed due to lack of care, and there are traces of water seepage on the paper.

Zhou Yan stepped back slowly, looked at the wallpaper in the whole room, and said suddenly: "This side of the wallpaper was pasted later."

"What?" Michael asked.

"Just look at it from a distance, and you can see that the wallpaper on this side is darker than other places, indicating that it is less exposed to sunlight," Zhou Yan continued to step back, and continued to analyze, "It may be the original owner's wallpaper." For some reason, the wallpaper was re-applied on this wall."

"Ah?" Michael also followed Zhou Yan's example, stepped back to the same distance as him, tilted his head to observe the wall, and said, "I don't seem to see any difference in color?"

Ji Fangwei came to the gap between the wallpapers, raised his hand and tore them, and the wallpaper was torn off by him.

Accompanied by the sound of tearing the wallpaper, the white wall was gradually revealed, and Zhou Yan and Michael, who were standing not far away, couldn't help showing shocked expressions.

On the white wall hidden under the wallpaper, there are big blood red characters written—【Do not enter. 】

These words should be written in fresh blood, and after time has passed, they have all turned a dull red color, and excess blood is even hanging from the ends of some characters.

And behind the huge blood characters, there is a dilapidated wooden door sealed with cement. The gap between the wooden door and the wall also has the same dark green plaque as in the bathroom.

It seemed that an extremely evil god was trapped inside the wooden door, and this small wooden door could no longer stop its penetration. Those dense molds were just the death omen that this evil god broke out of the ground.

This extremely weird scene made Zhou Yan take a step back a little later. He knew that there must be important clues to pass the level hidden in the wooden door, but as long as he looked at the ominous wooden door for a moment, Zhou Yan felt chills all over his body.

"What is this?" Lilith exclaimed, she couldn't help but hugged her arms tightly, just thinking of such a terrible secret room hidden in her home, she couldn't help shivering.

But the devil hidden under the beautiful skin even wanted to laugh out loud. The soul sacrificed tonight must be very delicious, and there is more than one.

Lilith observed everyone's expressions and couldn't help licking the corners of her mouth.

"Shall we open it?" Michael hid behind Zhou Yan and asked with his head poked out.

Ji Fangwei had already put his hand on the crumbling door lock, turned to look at Zhou Yan, and said, "What do you think?"

"Open it." Zhou Yan returned with a firm gaze.

Ji Fangwei looked away, intentionally or unintentionally looking at Lilith, who was extremely nervous, as if seeking her advice.

"Fight, open it," Lilith said, still playing the role of a frightened weak woman, "I always feel that my husband's suicide may have something to do with this secret room."

【Ding!Congratulations to player Michael, player Zhou Yan, and player Ji Fangwei for obtaining permission from the owner of the mansion, please enter the basement. 】

[Reminder: The level is dangerous. 】

Sure enough, it is a necessary task.

The system's prompt sounded in everyone's mind.

Ji Fangwei exerted a little force on his arm, and the cement attached to the edge of the wooden door fell off like snowflakes, and the dusty door slowly opened.

Everyone present couldn't help holding their breath, they saw a staircase leading to a lower place.

But what makes everyone even more disturbed is that all the places in the corridor, even the wooden stairs are covered with dark green mold, densely packed in layers, as if it is not a corridor leading to the basement, but a corridor full of evil. The giant gut of the fungus expands and shrinks as if it is breathing, attracting self-seekers to enter.

With a little breeze blowing from the basement, these filamentous molds released countless spores, attacking everyone with an extremely unpleasant stench.

In addition, they all heard a faint voice, just coming from the basement, that ethereal voice said to them: "Come down, children, God can grant all your wishes."

The author says:

Let's see if I can get another chapter out tonight;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!