[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

Zhang Yu had already passed several such corridor intersections just now, and he didn't stop moving forward. However, this time, Zhang Yu hesitated for a while.The reason for the hesitation was also very simple. It was because she found that, more than ten meters away from a fork in the road, the door of a room was half open, and there were faint voices of people speaking inside.

Zhang Yu, who not only brought his mobile phone with him, but also the gun Sherlock gave him, has a little more confidence than ordinary people in the face of unknown dangers.

Her hand faintly touched the position of the pistol, but she didn't intend to take it out directly.I was the only one around, and it was not clear whether there was surveillance or not. Zhang Yu didn't intend to show all his hole cards to the outside.

You have to peel an onion layer by layer, and you have to do things bit by bit.

Zhang Yu didn't want to expose his existence so quickly, so he stood on tiptoe and moved carefully to the half-open door.There was no shelter around, and there was no crutches or umbrellas to help open the door. She looked up and saw an old-fashioned candlestick electric lamp in the corridor, her eyes lit up, and she went up to remove the lamp cap without hesitation. It was too late to monitor the reaction of the people behind.

In fact, Zhang Yu guessed right, there is indeed surveillance here, and the person behind the surveillance is Oliver, whom she is somewhat afraid of.

As the designer and builder of this building, no one knows how familiar Oliver is with this place. Although he seems to be a man of glory, he actually has a serious desire to control.As a very outstanding member of the underground world, he has the common problem of everyone there-he is suspicious.So when building the castle, he privately asked a group of people to install many surveillance cameras throughout the castle to monitor everything in the castle.

At this time, he did not know when he took off the elegant black suit and put on a scarlet shirt. The top two buttons of the shirt were not buttoned. The red uniform matched his white skin. Against the background, it is almost impossible to move the eyes away.

He was leaning lazily on the chair, with one hand controlling the direction of the monitor, and the other holding a glass of bright red wine, toasting the woman in the black dress on the screen, as if celebrating something .

"Go in and take a look at my masterpiece~"

Oliver looked expectantly at Zhang Yu on the monitor, and urged her to go in and have a look in a low voice.He opened the door of that room specially for Zhang Yu, and it contained his latest collection, a woman who was excellent from skin to bone.

Returning to the position in front of the monitor, Zhang Yu is eagerly throwing the lamp cap in his hand up, as if trying to feel the ball before playing.She played for a while, like a little girl who knew nothing, and finally, she stopped the movement of her hands and vigorously threw the "toy" in her hand towards the open door.

Although the lamp cap is made of glass, its hardness and toughness are not low. At the same time, because of Zhang Yu's perfect throwing skills, the lamp cap slammed into the half-open door, and did not stop until it hit the wall and shattered. of the mobile.

This time, the door was completely opened, revealing what was inside, a beautiful Indian woman who could be seen even if she was sitting on a chair with her eyes closed and in a strange posture.

However, this woman is a dead person.Her eyes were tightly closed, her head was leaning against the table due to gravity, her slim figure had no muscles and bones, her lips were pale, and the gongmu gongmu on her forehead was still bright, but she could no longer let her husband see its elegant demeanor.

The broken glass exploded on the wall, and some debris flew directly onto the beauty's body and face, drawing bloodstains, but obviously no blood flowed out.It was a body that had been dead for more than an hour.

Zhang Yu didn't step forward to observe, she just took out her mobile phone to take pictures of the body as usual, and kept it as evidence at the scene.

This castle has now become a murder scene. If the murderer is Sherlock and the person he is looking for, Zhang Yu feels strange. It is terrible that there is no death penalty in this country.However, this is also a feature of foreign countries.

Zhang Yu paused, and before she could get out of her wild thoughts just now, a daze flashed in her eyes, she had already seen the white mist, and then she saw the scene when the woman was killed.

For some reason, the deceased's obsession was not deep enough, so what Zhang Yu could see was very scattered.This time, she's the light switch on the wall.

Shaking incandescent lamps, clean and impersonal, pure white like a small room in an operating room.

The woman's body has been very weak, lying on a single bed covered with a white mattress, with a hanging bottle hanging above it.There should be glucose and normal saline in the hanging bottle, there is no food, only these are keeping the woman alive.

The beautiful facial features gradually lost their spirits. She wanted to escape, but she didn't have any strength in her body, and she couldn't even do such a simple thing as getting up.Finally, one day, she exhausted all her strength, struggled to get out of bed, opened the door that had never been locked, but lost her way in the maze-like corridors, and was finally caught by the hand of an artist who was waiting for a rabbit, and sent back to her home. the original bed.

"Why are you so misbehaving? My most precious collection..." The man was sitting by his bed, stroking her hair tenderly with his fingers, but the woman felt the man's heart with her sixth sense. the storm.

She knew that she was going to die.That person's voice occupied her entire memory. She didn't know how long she had been here. She seemed to have no sense of time, no memory, and no sense of resistance. She could do whatever her captor asked her to do. She has become a living puppet.

Until one day, that person has a new collection, then the old collection can be destroyed.

The blood in her body slowly flowed out through the needle hole, filling one blood bag after another.Whenever she was about to lose consciousness, he would put some life-extending things in the bottle for her.

The feeling of gradually dying made her go crazy, but she couldn't go crazy anymore.

The last drop of blood was drawn out, and the woman knew that she was finally going to die this time.She walked toward the end of death with joy.So, she didn't know that after her death, a large part of her hair was cut off, braided into braids by those murderous hands, and then sewn on a semi-finished doll above.

The hair of the dead collection was perfectly utilized, and the hands continued their art, until a doll that looked [-]% like the dead woman was born, and then placed in a cabinet full of the same weird dolls.

That cabinet is full of collections of the murderer, exquisite dolls with real hair.

Zhang Yu suddenly woke up from that clip, only feeling horrified.Zhang Yu doesn't know how many collectibles are in the cabinet where the dolls are displayed, and how many people the murderer has killed in similar ways, but she does know that she has been placed on the list of new collectibles up.Himself is that person's next target.

But, where was the voice of the person he heard when he came here just now?

Zhang Yu didn't care about the perfect corpse in the room anymore. She turned around immediately and ran in the direction her back was facing. The crisp footsteps of high heels echoed in the corridor, which only made people feel a rush of rain. atmosphere of.

She didn't know which direction she was going to run, what she knew was that if she didn't run, she would die!

Zhang Yu was gasping for breath, but she didn't dare to stay anywhere. She kept comforting herself, as long as she ran to a crowded place, she had a feeling in her heart that there was no one in this castle except Sherlock. A place will always be safe.

The author has something to say: Moriarty has not appeared yet (⊙_⊙)

However, in the next chapter, he will show up as a hero to save the beauty~