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Yun Suchuan glanced at Jiang Zhuo, and asked Song Ling: "Then when did you follow him?"

Now that Song Ling had decided to speak up, he stopped procrastinating and simply said, "I've heard about Jiang Shao's deeds in the news for a long time, and I heard that he will join the special case team and be in charge of handling Deng Yihan's case , I volunteered to come forward to you in the name of the Supervisory Office, trying to test whether he is a person who can help others to reverse the case."

Yun Suchuan rushed to Jiang Zhuo and said, "It seems that you have passed the test."

Jiang Zhuo snorted coldly, obviously not honored.

Song Lingdao: "Not only that, but I also found that you, Yun Shaodong, have a very good relationship with Jiang Zhuo. If he wants to do something, you will definitely support him. Asking him to help alone is equivalent to finding the two of you. Another help. But even though I had such a plan, I didn’t think of any way to get you to intervene in this old case, and I didn’t expect this to happen on Miao Hanliang’s side.”

After hearing this, Yun Suchuan was quite speechless. He didn't know whether to say Song Ling had a good eye or was scheming, but he even counted his own share.But her words were still pleasing to the ear, Yun Suchuan decided not to care.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "You have quite a unique vision. So you don't know anything about Miao Hanliang's situation at all, and all you did was to reverse Zhang Ting's case?"

Song Ling said: "Yes."

Yun Suchuan scanned her slowly and asked, "What's your relationship?"

Song Ling thought for a while and said, "He's pleasing to the eye."

Yun Suchuan was waiting to question her reason, but he didn't expect such an answer, so he was speechless for a moment: "The reason is good."

Song Ling said sincerely: "I don't need to fool you with this. If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhang Ting. Prison visits are recorded. I haven't been in contact with him recently. It's impossible to ventilate. The fact is this. Knowing that someone I know has been wronged, I should do something."

She glanced at Jiang Zhuo quietly, seeing that the other party had no reaction, she said: "Although I want to help him, I don't have such a deep relationship, so it is a good thing if you can reverse the case, and I will do my best if you can't help him, that's all." Simple."

Yun Suchuan put his hand on Jiang Zhuo's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Although the reason is absurd, I don't think she is a liar."

Jiang Zhuo nodded slowly.Song Ling must have reservations about the relationship between her and Zhang Ting, but the purpose of overturning Zhang Ting's case is to tell the truth, and Jiang Zhuo doesn't want to know her own privacy and interpersonal relationship.

Thinking of this, he temporarily ignored the matter, and asked Yun Suchuan in a low voice, "Where's the Undaying Stone I gave you just now?"

Yun Suchuan took out the small round box from his pocket, tore off the pretending dead rabbit tightly hugging it and threw it into the car, and handed the box to Jiang Zhuo.

Jiang Zhuo said to Song Ling: "I have the right to assume that what you just said is a few truths..."

Song Ling muttered something in a low voice, but stared at the box in Jiang Zhuo's hand, and didn't dare to say more.

Jiang Zhuo ignored her, and said to himself: "So let's talk about the deal now, do you want to transfer this thing?"

Song Ling looked at Jiang Zhuo in surprise, she thought that Jiang Zhuo didn't take out the Unday Stone on purpose to embarrass her, and she had been trying to bargain just now, but after hearing what the other party said, it seemed that she really needed this thing .

Song Ling hesitated and said, "I have some use for this stone..."

Jiang Zhuo asked: "What do you want to use it for? I can exchange it with you for other treasures."

He casually pointed at Yun Suchuan: "If I don't have one, you can also ask him for it. He will give you whatever you want."

This promise can be said to be quite generous, but Song Ling hesitated for a moment, and hesitated again: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't need to exchange it for something... I mainly want to use the Dayless Stone to attract resentment. I want, or you and I... "

Jiang Zhuo was convinced too, he didn't know what the hell this girl was doing, Song Ling's attitude made him lose some of his little trust, and said impatiently:

"Where is the grievance attracted? Do you want me to go with you? You can ask for anything. As long as you are willing to transfer this stone, I will try my best to help."

Song Ling's face was a little red, and she didn't know what to think of, but it seemed that there was something unspeakable, being urged by Jiang Zhuo, she gritted her teeth and said: "To tell you the truth, I actually want to go to Cheng Wenzhi Give it a try somewhere, see if you can attract the resentment that remained before his death, and find any clues."

Yun Suchuan frowned, and asked next to him, "Can you find out the exact place where Cheng Yan died?"

Cheng Yan died in his own home, which was the old house left by his parents. It had been demolished a few years ago, and a new community had been built on the original site.It's not that Jiang Zhuo and others have been there before, but they can only find a rough location, so they returned without success.

Song Ling made up her mind to let Jiang Zhuo go with her, and told Yun Suchuan affirmatively: "I can find it. Back then, I helped him measure the feng shui direction of his house."

Yun Suchuan smiled but said, "Then you are quite familiar."

Song Lingdao: "I do know Cheng Fan, he is Zhang Ting's friend."

Jiang Zhuo pressed his forehead, turned his head to look at Yun Suchuan, the two exchanged a look, and he said to Song Ling: "Okay, then I'll take this trip with you."

He paused, his face darkened, and he stared at Song Ling with sharp eyes like a knife, and said word by word: "But Miss Song, I have something to explain to you here."

Song Ling was taken aback by his attitude, and only heard Jiang Zhuo say coldly: "I am a public official. If there are any unjust and wrongly decided cases, it is my extra job to conduct investigations. I have no objection. But I hate people to follow I'm just playing tricks at the moment, let's forget what happened last time, if I find out what schemes you have this time, think about the consequences for yourself first!"

Song Ling was so frightened that her face turned pale, she didn't dare to say anything else, and said in a low voice, "Got it."

Jiang Zhuo said lightly: "Then go there together tomorrow morning, and I will notify you when the time is determined."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Song Ling and greeted Yun Suchuan, and the two walked away side by side.

[Wow, the little spoon is super fierce, it scared me to death. 】

[Although losing your temper with a woman seems a little ungentlemanly, but why do you think the host is so handsome? 】

[The frightening appearance is super A! 】

[Little Spoon just looks cold and speaks harshly. He's quite interesting, and Song Ling didn't suffer at all. 】

The audience really thinks about it.Jiang Zhuo can completely take away the Unday Stone, the main credit for getting the thing is his, and no matter what reason Song Ling has, who it is for, what she did is to use Jiang Zhuo after all, and she is not qualified Say more.

But Jiang Zhuo's cruel words are cruel words, and where he should not treat her badly, he has already done his best.

Early the next morning, Jiang Zhuo called Song Ling to meet near Cheng Wen's old house, and Yun Suchuan went to Miao Hanliang's house to place Shan Jing.

After Jiang Zhuo arrived at the place, he looked around.

Seven years have passed, the original community has already been demolished and rebuilt, the front has become an apartment building, and the place at the back of Cheng Fan's house has been built as a basketball court for residents to exercise and entertain.

At this time, luckily, there was no one on the basketball court, Jiang Zhuo looked around, and asked Song Ling suspiciously: "Are you sure this is here?"

Song Lingdao: "In general, this place should not be wrong. I need to calculate the specific location again. Please wait a little while."

Jiang Zhuo stood still, looking at her indifferently, Song Ling knew that he didn't believe him, so he explained helplessly: "Deducing the direction is a unique secret skill of our sect, it is not spread, can you avoid it?"

"Okay." Jiang Zhuo readily agreed this time, but he still warned her, "If you dare to make trouble, I will not show mercy."

Song Ling sighed, knowing that Jiang Zhuo was very worried about being used by him, and his trust in him was zero, so he could only say: "Got it."

Jiang Zhuo walked away a few steps, with his back to Song Ling, but he was always paying attention to her movement. After a while, Song Ling said "ah", and said, "So it's here."

Jiang Zhuo turned around and saw that she was pointing to a [-]-square-meter hut next to the basketball court, so he walked over.

When the basketball court was first built, it was originally planned to collect fees, and this small house was the toll booth.

However, after the entire community was completely completed, the developer discovered that few nearby residents were willing to spend money to play basketball here, and the fee charged was not worth the salary of a person who watched the venue, so the charging plan was eventually dropped. , the toll booth was abandoned.

Song Ling said that the location of the toll booth was the home where Cheng An used to hold birthday parties.

Jiang Zhuo is usually not an overly harsh or mean person, but Song Ling left a bad impression on him when he appeared on the stage. Later, he played tricks a few times and couldn't understand what he said, so that Jiang Zhuo had a bad impression of her. For the sake of it, he believed everything Song Ling said with reservations.

Song Ling handed the compass to Jiang Zhuo: "Cheng Wen's home was on the first floor, and the toll booth should be right in the middle of the bedroom and the hall. Although the first scene was not preserved, Cheng Wen was killed here. , there will definitely be remnants of resentment. But the time has passed for too long, and I can't feel it. But with your ability, you should be able to try it, right?"

Jiang Zhuo glanced at her compass, didn't say anything, saw that the door outside the toll booth was locked, so he walked over, pinched the iron lock with his hand and broke it.

Although the heavy lock was rusted, it was still quite strong. Jiang Zhuo didn't move it, his brows were slightly twisted, and he simply shouted: "Thunderbolt, divine power poured into the body, broken!"

[Damn it, you scared me, such a violent Jiang Xiaoshao! 】

Some viewers sighed, and then continued to watch the live broadcast engrossed, wanting to see what else was in the hut.

The big lock broke open and fell to the ground. Jiang Zhuo pushed the door open, paused for a while, then went in first, and Song Ling followed behind him.

The inside was full of dust, and the layout was very simple. There was only a table and a chair, and there was a mottled enamel jar on the table.

Sure enough, as Song Ling said, after seven years, the resentment in it was almost exhausted, even the steel ball on the compass in his hand remained motionless.

She could only pin her hopes on Jiang Zhuo, seeing the other party was noncommittal, and looking around with her hands behind her back, Song Ling couldn't help feeling a little hopeful, and asked, "Do you have a solution?"

Jiang Zhuo pondered: "You can try."

After looking around, he took a few steps to measure the direction, squatted down, and drew a magic circle on the ground with his fingers, then stopped and squinted at Song Ling.

Song Ling: "...what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhuo said: "You stand directly opposite to me."

Song Ling was stunned before he realized that Jiang Zhuo was worried that he would be attacked by him when he activated the magic circle, so he obediently walked around from behind him to the front, and Jiang Zhuo pressed his palm on the magic circle. In the middle of the formation, silently capturing the last faint resentment in this room.

Song Ling stared nervously at the side.

Jiang Zhuo tried to empty his consciousness little by little, the flow of time seemed to be gradually slowing down, the sticky air was moist, flowing around him like water waves, and spreading outward.

Turning a blind eye, hearing what is not heard, the space around me seems to expand to infinity, and everything becomes far away.

Not only Jiang Zhuo himself, even Song Ling seemed to feel this change, and clenched his fists nervously.

A shrill scream suddenly came: "Killer——"

The sound was so sharp that the periosteum of the shock was buzzing. Jiang Zhuo and Song Ling raised their heads in shock at the same time, and the surrounding scene had changed instantly.

The walls on all four sides of the hut fell to the ground at the same time, and the walls spread out like melted butter.Tables and chairs, sofas, kitchen utensils, beds...all "grow" out of the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the scene of Cheng Ming's birthday party was restored in front of them!

Even so, neither Jiang Zhuo nor Song Ling showed much relief on their faces. Maybe some clues from the past can be found here, but relatively, the two are also trapped in this illusion inspired by resentment. If you are not careful, you will not be able to get out.

[Damn, isn't it amazing?This special effect is like a cartoon, the house can actually grow out of the ground! 】

[Yes, I went back and watched the process of growing the house, it was amazing. 】

[Is it true that the sisters in front are so courageous?Now the anchors and the others are standing at the scene of the murder, and I am so scared that I am wrapped in a quilt to watch. 】

[By the way, is this the house where Cheng Yan held his birthday party?Then why no one? 】

"Why... is there no one here?"

As if hearing the voices of the audience, at the same time, Song Ling couldn't help but say these words.

She didn't expect to get an answer at first, but she didn't expect Jiang Zhuo to talk to her this time: "Apart from you and me, there can only be a murderer in this house, because everything here is formed of resentment, trapped in resentment The one in it can only be the murderer."

The moment Song Ling understood it, a deeper layer of coolness rose in her heart, and she seemed to feel the cold wind swishing down her spine.The illusion is different from the reality. Everything in it is fabricated by the victim. The worse the victim dies, the more powerful and vicious the murderer is in his imagination.

Imagining that at this moment, in this empty haunted house, there is a murderer secretly watching them, ready to move at any time, even a brave person like Song Ling can't help but feel a burst of fear.

Jiang Zhuo glanced at her, wondering if he had noticed Song Ling's thoughts, and said, "The murderer hasn't shown up yet, let's look around for any clues."

Song Ling took a deep breath and asked, "Can I be with you?"

Jiang Zhuo's expression was light: "You can do whatever you want."

Song Ling followed behind him, and Jiang Zhuo walked into the hall first, where Cheng Wen's body was found.

The decoration style and furniture style seven years ago now seem a little outdated. The light of the chandelier above the head is flickering, the leftovers are placed on the table, the cups and plates are messy, and the wine bottles are empty. Next to it, it looks like a mess, with half a birthday cake sitting right in the middle.

Jiang Zhuo leaned over to have a look, and when he saw the distorted cream color on it, he had a disgusted expression on his face, picked up a chopstick with one hand, and poked a few holes on the cake at will.

Song Ling was rummaging through other sundries beside him, hoping to find some clues, when he turned around and saw that Jiang Zhuo had turned the cake into briquettes, he couldn't help but said, "Don't play with the cake, let's hurry up and look for clues. "

Jiang Zhuo was stunned by her words: "Who played with the cake, I'm here to see if there's anything hidden inside!"

Song Ling coughed dryly, and said, "I'm sorry, I got off track...then let's go, let's look elsewhere."

Jiang Zhuo knew that she didn't dare to go there by herself, and this place was indeed dangerous. Although he didn't like to see Song Ling, but no matter what, they came here together as companions, and the other party was a woman. Jiang Zhuo still took care of her actions. Wen Yan didn't say anything, and went to the next bedroom together.

Sure enough, as shown in the photos at the scene, the big bed in the bedroom was a mess, cream was everywhere, and a desk lamp with a broken lampshade was placed horizontally on the bedside table next to it, and the drawer under the cabinet was locked. The scene was very tragic.

Jiang Zhuo went over to pick up the desk lamp and looked at it, and at the same time broke the locks on several drawers, and said to Song Ling: "You search the drawers, I see there are other useful things around here."

Song Ling nodded, and rummaged in the drawer, Jiang Zhuo removed the layer of cream-covered sheets to the side, saw that nothing was found on the bed, and checked in the surrounding corners.

Because the entire space is formed by resentment, and there is nothing to talk about, it can only be seen how much they can turn over.

The two of them are busy here, and the audience in the live broadcast room are also chatting happily:

[The room was so messy, I don't know what the people in the room were doing at that time. 】

[Could it be that other people are sleeping so dead?They didn't hear such a big movement, and they were too drunk. 】

[Also, you guys are saying whether this Song Ling is a good person or a bad person. I feel that she always wants to say something and hesitates. I am very afraid that she will suddenly hurt Xiaoshao. 】

[Trust the host, hasn't he been wary of Song Ling?I really want to know the situation of Brother Chuan going to Shan Jing...]

There is a lot of discussion here, but Jiang Zhuo has a new discovery on the other end.

After searching every nook and cranny in the room, he didn't see anything useful. He was about to go to Song Ling and ask her if there was any clue in the drawer. If not, he would change the room and look again. Just after taking two steps, the sole of the shoe was suddenly tapped a little, making a soft "creaking" sound.

Jiang Zhuo stopped, bent down and touched the ground, and found that there was an incomplete button stuck there.He weighed the button in his hand, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone to search for the group photo of the seven people at the party, and compared them one by one.

Song Ling was rummaging through the drawer with her back to Jiang Zhuo, and just found a thick white envelope, she pulled out the contents and took a look, her face immediately changed, she subconsciously wanted to stuff it into her pocket.

Before the plug, Song Ling remembered that Jiang Zhuo was right behind him, and quickly turned his head to see if he was paying attention to his behavior, and found that Jiang Zhuo was not looking this way, and seemed to have found some clues.

Song Ling hurriedly folded the envelope randomly, put it in his pocket, and then moved to Jiang Zhuo's side, asking, "What did you find?"

Jiang Zhuo didn't speak, and handed her the buttons and the phone, motioning for Song Ling to look at them.

Song Ling's action of hiding the envelope just now naturally did not deceive the audience in the live broadcast room, and they were all anxious:

[Anchor anchor, do you usually watch barrage?Look at me, that Song Ling is hiding things behind your back!Let's swipe the screen and tell him! 】

[Is this woman a good guy or a bad guy?She must have kept some secrets hidden. 】

【Why am I scared? Jiang Xiaoshao won't be in any danger, right? 】

[I hope this evidence-searching link will pass quickly. There is still a murderer in the room who will appear at any time. Song Ling is also mysterious. I am really worried. 】

[Reward [-] diamonds, I hope my little spoon is safe and sound! 】

But no matter how anxious the audience was, Jiang Zhuo didn't look at his phone at all at this time, even if he did, he might not be able to filter out effective information in time from the dense barrage.

On the other end, Song Ling took the things and compared them, and was surprised to find that in the photo on Jiang Zhuo's phone, Lin Xiangdong, the man third from the left, was wearing a shirt. The buttons are exactly the same.

It turned out that other than Cheng Wen and Zhang Ting, someone else had entered this room!

Jiang Zhuo said: "Do you know this Lin Xiangdong?"

Song Ling shook her head: "I've never heard of this person... But what can a button prove? They were all guests that day. Even if they didn't kill anyone, Lin Xiangdong can come to this room to rest, right? "

Jiang Zhuo said: "Look at this button, if it is naturally damaged due to quality problems or it has been used for too long, then the section should be relatively smooth, but this button is still a bit sticky to the touch, obviously it collapsed when it was pulled by an external force .”

Song Ling's eyes lit up: "Then it can be proved that this person named Lin Xiangdong must have had physical conflicts with others in this room?"

Jiang Zhuo's eyes glanced over Song Ling's slightly bulging pockets calmly: "Yes."

If it is true as she said, Zhang Ting is just a casual acquaintance, and Cheng Yan is just an ordinary acquaintance, why should he pay so much attention to this matter?What would she be hiding behind her back?

The audience listened absent-mindedly to their discussion of the case, some were still worried about Song Ling's tricks, but those who were careful noticed Jiang Zhuo's slight glance:

【Don't worry, Xiao Shaozi didn't even see Song Ling hiding something just now. 】

[Jiang Xiaoshao is too smart! 】

[It is estimated that Xiao Shaozi has been guarding against her tricks, since he never trusted Song Ling from the beginning. 】

[My anchor has never lost in a battle of wits and courage! 】

[But I think Song Ling was really happy when she heard that the evidence was found. What exactly did she hide? Oh, I'm so curious. Why didn't the anchor come over to see it? 】

[I can't start fighting with each other before I leave this ghost place. 】

[Little Spoon's eyes turn... ah, so handsome, so handsome, I'm dead! 】

Song Ling was really happy to see that this trip was not in vain. Although the button was made of resentment, they could use a spell to bring out the resentment, and it could be used as evidence in the special case team.

She touched the button, and was about to hand it to Jiang Zhuo together with the phone, and said, "It's safer for you to hold it..."

Before he finished speaking, the chandelier above his head suddenly hissed a few times and fell from the ceiling.

"careful!"

Jiang Zhuo's hands were quick, and he pushed Song Ling away. At the same time, he flashed to the side. The two were well-trained. At the same time, they raised their arms to protect their heads and faces. The chandelier hit the ground and shattered, and the whole room was darkened all of a sudden. .

Just as Song Ling said, "I'll open the door," he heard several bangs outside, and all the lights in the house exploded in that instant.

Although it was morning when Jiang Zhuo and the others came here, compared to the time when Cheng Wen held the party, it was nighttime, and the whole haunted house was suddenly plunged into darkness.

The singing that Jiang Zhuo heard last time at Miao Hanliang's home sounded again:

"Happy birthday to you...Happy birthday to you...Happy birthday to you...Happy birthday to you..."

The voice was lingering, and I don't know where it came from. It didn't sound like a birthday celebration, but rather a funeral.

Song Lingling had goosebumps all over her body, fortunately she was not an ordinary girl, she took two steps back slowly, leaned her back against the wall, turned her wrist, and took out the whip and held it tightly in her hand. On the other hand, he held Jiang Zhuo's cell phone and the button tightly, and was always on the lookout for possible accidents around him.

Jiang Zhuo's slightly indifferent voice came through the creepy singing: "Song Ling?"

Song Ling quickly said, "I'm here."

Jiang Zhuo said: "Okay, stand there and wait for me to pass."

In a dangerous situation, it is the most taboo for his companions to be scattered. He is really not at ease about Song Ling's skills.

[Little Spoon said that very well, Su! 】

[Jiang Xiaoshao, I also stood here without moving, come on, come on! 】

[Just now when the lights went dark and the singing sounded, I was almost scared to tears, but as soon as the anchor spoke, I felt a sense of security. 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. 】

The singing was endless, wrapped in a lot of resentment, and he didn't know which corner of the darkness was hiding a murderer waiting for his opportunity. Song Ling was also at a loss in his heart. Under such circumstances, he suddenly heard Jiang Zhuo's words When it was passed on, an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in my heart.

She said in a low voice, "Okay."

There is no light in this room, there is really no light at all, even the spells of the lighting department can't be used, Jiang Zhuo didn't dare to push it, and walked cautiously towards the direction where Song Ling's voice came, always vigilant about the people around him. Something popped out.

After this scene was played, a piece of scary music was played on the APP. The tense atmosphere infected the audience in the live broadcast room. None of them felt bored because of the black screen. Hurry up and meet up.

At this moment, Song Ling suddenly felt that there was something extra under his feet.

The weather was hot, and Song Lingxia was wearing a pair of cropped jeans. She couldn't see anything at first, but suddenly felt a cool breeze coming from her bare ankles.

Something is approaching!

Under the high tension, Song Ling yelled "Ah", stepped back quickly, and whipped over.

The whip fell to the ground and hit the ground heavily, Jiang Zhuo said loudly: "What's wrong?"

He didn't care about anything else, and after he finished speaking, he quickly ran towards Song Ling's direction, and then he heard Song Ling shout in horror: "I'm going to your side, be careful!"

There was a "boom" sound on the ground, as if something hit the ground, and then bounced up, Jiang Zhuo felt the gust of wind hit his face, he slashed his head sideways with his backhand, and the edge of his palm slammed the thing onto the ground , A light suddenly lit up in front of him.

——It's his cell phone.

Just now Jiang Zhuo rushed over and attracted all the hatred points away, Song Ling happened to free up his hands and quickly used the flashlight on Jiang Zhuo's phone to help him illuminate.

Jiang Zhuo took two steps back after a successful blow, and the two of them saw clearly that what attacked them just now turned out to be a human head!

[My mother, Laozi was scared to death, where did this brain come from? 】

[I was so scared at first, but I don't know why, but when I saw the barrage in front of me, I suddenly laughed out loud.Are you from the same hometown as the pretending to be dead rabbit? 】

[The little spoon is so handsome! 】

【Whose head does this belong to?My hair is a bit long, so I can't see my face clearly.Don't you know the murderer if you see it clearly? 】

[Blindly guess the owner of that button, Lin Xiangdong. 】

[In other words... since there is a head, what about the body...? 】

When Jiang Zhuo saw the human head, he also thought about the problem of the body. Since he was in the dark just now, he had secretly held a few soul-sealing talismans between his fingers. Now he aimed at the target, and with a wrong finger, several overlapping talismans They were flexibly separated, heading towards the human head seal from four directions, southeast, northwest, respectively.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of wind in the room, and the situation changed in an instant. A black shadow appeared from the wall behind Jiang Zhuo like a ghost, stretched out his strong and strong arms, and strangled him at his throat!

Since Jiang Zhuo entered this weird house, he has been on guard all the time, not only guarding against the enemy, but also keeping five points of vigilance towards Song Ling, so naturally he will not be caught by this sneak attack trick.

Before the opponent's hands touched his neck, Jiang Zhuo had already sensed something was wrong, turned around suddenly, without even thinking about it, bent his knees and bumped forward, hitting the lower body of the sneak attacker.

The audience collectively: [Hiss——]

[...The above must be all male compatriots. 】

Otherwise, it would be impossible to feel so empathetic.

When Jiang Zhuo turned around, what he saw was a neck without a head, but even monsters and ghosts couldn't stop the pain that hit the vitals directly. With a bow from the painful body, Jiang Zhuo took the opportunity to sweep him to the ground, Immediately afterwards, he stepped on the opponent's ribs, temporarily restraining his struggle.

If according to the previous style, Jiang Zhuo would have restrained the opponent, and then he only needs to hit the head a few times, and he can knock him out and finish the job.

It turned out that this thing didn't have a head, which made him even more troublesome, so he chanted a few big lock spells, which could barely lock up the headless male corpse.

The remaining head behind Jiang Zhuo seemed to feel the crisis encountered by his body, and began to spin rapidly. It unexpectedly burst open four charms trying to seal him, bounced off the ground again, and flew towards Song Ling.

Song Ling lashed out with a whip, and hit the head firmly and firmly, it fell heavily to the ground, and after rolling around for a few times, it was finally completely motionless.The black hair was lifted up, clearly revealing the face that was hidden behind.

When seeing clearly the face of the hidden murderer, Jiang Zhuo and Song Ling were stunned at the same time before they could breathe a sigh of relief.

This person, this person turned out to be——

Cheng know?

The camera turned around and gave a close-up of Cheng Yan's face, even all the audience could see clearly, there was absolutely no mistake.

[Ah, no, I'm dizzy, how could it be Cheng Wen?Isn't this a victim? 】

[Could it be that he raped himself and killed himself?What a joke! 】

【It was Xiao Shaozi who said it. Except for outsiders like them, there can only be murderers here. Could it be that Xiao Shaozi made a mistake? 】

[I can't... My little spoon hasn't missed a word yet. 】

Jiang Zhuo was also full of doubts, and quickly sorted out all the things that happened to him since he came to the basketball court in his mind, but he didn't find anything wrong.

In the space formed by resentment, the only original character that will appear is the murderer. This is the most basic rule, and no one can violate or break it!

But what happened next completely overthrew Jiang Zhuo's self-confidence—just after subduing the attacker, Song Ling suddenly screamed in pain, and another pale hand stretched out from under the bed and grabbed him. her calf.

The five fingers like iron claws cut the skin, and blood gushed out immediately.

——In this space, there are actually two original characters at the same time!