When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

The actions of the two caused some people in the live broadcast room to curse.

Some people also find it stimulating.

What's so interesting about the childish game play just now, it's better to watch this kind of sudden incident.

It looks like there's something there.

Fu Yu pushed open the door, and Ji Chen turned on the phone's lighting function.

Swipe around the room and find what they're looking for.

There is a small cabinet in the corner of the room, only half the height of a person.

If it is a thin girl, you can definitely hide in it.

Why can they lock the target at a glance?

It is precisely because of the gap in the cabinet that is bleeding out.

Fu Yu walked over first and opened the door of the cabinet.

The blood that had been flowing slowly due to the blockage suddenly gushed out in a small pool.

Jiang Dainan stared wide-eyed, staring straight at the direction of the cabinet door.

She belongs to the tall type, and if she shrinks, she can indeed hide in this cabinet.

But at this moment, her appearance was distorted beyond belief, as if someone had killed her and forced her into it.

She had cuts all over her body, even her face.

Some of those incisions were deep and some were shallow, some had rolled flesh, and some were just bloodstains.

The delicate little dress was scratched and tattered, and is now soaked in blood.

The high heels on the feet were gone.

For this kind of girl who loves beauty, it is an ugly way to die.

"He's dead." Fu Yu said softly.

Ji Chen saw it, and frowned deeply.

Jiang Dainan's appearance is more uncomfortable than that kind of minced meat with missing arms and broken legs.

At the same time, the arrival of the two of them and the turned on flashlight allowed Jiang Dainan's camera to transmit the complete picture to the live broadcast room.

The live broadcast room was completely boiling.

"Fuck, is it true?"

"What the hell is going on? I've been staring at Jiang Dainan's live broadcast. Why did it suddenly become like this? I'm shocked."

"I didn't see anyone coming in or out at all."

"Did that thing... really appear?"

"What's going on? Should I call the police?"

"Are these two people a little strange?"

You can say anything, but this kind of phenomenon makes those audiences who never speak up even more excited.

"The autograph book just now still has her signature, and the handwriting is correct." Ji Chen looked at the autograph book.

It's only been a long time for such a big living person to become like this.

Fu Yu touched it: "It's still warm, he just died not long ago."

After speaking, he stood up and walked out.

"Call the police?"

Fu Yu didn't stop walking: "Let's talk about this matter later, I'm worried that the remaining few people will also have problems."

He guessed right.

It didn't take long for the two of them to find the rest of them.

Huang Kai, whose body was behind the door, half raised his arms.

Jiang Dainan's high-heeled shoes were found, and the pointed heels were driven into Huang Kai's wrist like nails.

Pin people to the wall at an uncanny angle.

He raised his head, and a most common white data cable was inserted into his throat along his mouth.

And on his forehead, there was a lump of blood-stained fresh meat, which was his tongue.

Chen Qing, hiding under the table.

His hands were chopped off.

The upper and lower lips were crookedly stitched together with needles and threads in a rough way.

Like a rag doll that never speaks again.

Zhu Dandan, hiding behind the curtain.

There was a big hole in the chest, and the heart was gone, and the stench was constantly coming out of the big hole in the chest.

It was as if all the internal organs in her body had turned into stinky water.

"Is it made of dirty things?" Ji Chen pinched his nose.

Thin masks can't resist the stench at all.

The death methods of these people are different, and each method of death seems to be a large amount of work.

It is hard for him to imagine that this is what humans can do in a short period of time.

Pulling aside the curtain to wipe his hands, Fu Yu didn't speak for a while.

His eyes fell on the window sill, and Ji Chen looked over.

He didn't see anything too suspicious, but a small speck of black ash in the corner of the windowsill caught his attention.

I've seen it a lot, whether it's true or not, the first thing Ji Chen thinks of when he sees something like this is the ashes left by the burning talisman.

Could it be that the magician did it?

Fu Yu finally spoke, but said something that had nothing to do with Ji Chen's problem.

"There's one more person I haven't found yet." Fu Yu smiled, but his eyes were indifferent, "Give me the autograph book."

Ji Chen handed it over: "What do you want this for now? Is the handwriting on it wrong?"

"No, isn't the game over yet? Let's meet the last player for a while."

Nguyen Orange.

Ji Chen thought, besides them, there is only this girl.