The accident happened around five o'clock in the morning.
Ning Qiushui and Han Chong, who originally thought that the murderer would attack them, were alerted all night when a panicked scream from 704 woke them up.
The murderer took action.
But he didn't attack them.
This made both of them feel inexplicably surprised.
Aren't these two the ones closest to the truth?
After hesitating for a while, Ning Qiushui and the others arrived at 704 and knocked on the door.
As a tall, thin man with a pot-shaped head opened the door, everyone saw his pale face.
This time, all the remaining 8 people had gathered.
"problem occurs?"
Without a word of nonsense, the man nodded.
He let go of his body, let everyone enter the room, and then led them to the kitchen door...
The ground was covered in hideous bloodstains.
Covering almost every corner of the room.
This made everyone's hearts tremble unconsciously.
Jarhead took a deep breath, carefully avoiding the blood stains on the ground, and came to the cabinets in the kitchen. He opened the cabinet doors one after another. The scene inside shocked almost everyone present!
In those empty cabinets, there were pieces of bloody corpses placed all over them!
"I woke up like this..."
Jarhead took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, lit one for himself with trembling lips.
"The cabinets, boxes, boxes in the room..."
"Anything that is empty must contain his flesh..."
Wen Fei, who was standing next to Han Chong, unconsciously hugged Han Chong's arm and asked:
"who is he?"
Jarhead was a little depressed and sat on the sofa nearby, his mouth and nose filled with white mist.
"Chang Lanfei."
"I don't know him very well, and we are not from the same room."
"He suddenly disappeared for a while last night. I thought something happened to him. But when I was going to bed at night, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. I opened the door and he walked in as if nothing had happened... At that time, he was still There were no strange signs, but when he lay down to sleep, he said to me, "Do you think the cabinet in our room is really too empty?"
"I didn't pay much attention to it at that time. After all, the cabinets in our room...were really empty."
"I didn't expect to wake up so early in the morning like this!"
Jarhead’s name is Chen Long.
Everyone felt chills running through their bodies as they listened to Jarhead's narration.
Another suicide.
Their biggest reliance, the ghost weapon, has no effect at all in this blood gate so far!
The "murderer"'s killing methods were so weird that he seemed to be able to hypnotize them invisibly, making them almost impossible to detect.
No one knows that they will be the next victim!
"...That's the only thing Chang Lanfei said to you after he came back?"
In the crowd, another stronger-looking woman twisted her thick eyebrows.
Chen Long nodded.
"Um."
The strong woman sneered:
"At this point, you are still hiding the facts."
"You lie and don't do any calculations in advance!"
Chen Long was stunned for a moment, and then veins popped up on his neck:
"lie?"
"My roommate died in my room for no apparent reason. Did I lie?"
"What good does it do me to lie?"
A strong woman’s gaze is like an arrow.
"Your roommate disappeared for such a long time and suddenly came back. You didn't even ask?"
Chen Long was stunned.
"I……"
He was speechless, but the change in his face showed that he was indeed hiding something from everyone.
"Anyone who dares to enter the sixth blood gate alone, even if he is stupid, will not be so vigilant."
"My roommate who disappeared for a long time suddenly came back. I don't believe it. You didn't even ask!"
After being exposed by the strong woman in public, Chen Long slowly raised his eyes, staring at the strong woman with strong malice in his eyes.
"Even if I have something to hide, why should I tell you?"
"Who knows if there might be a 'murderer' among you?"
"You are so anxious. Could it be that you killed Chang Lanfei?"
This man named Chen Long had obviously been harmed by tricksters in other gates before. He was very wary of tricksters who also entered the Blood Gate, even more so than the ghosts behind the Blood Gate.
In fact, among the people present, Chen Long's behavior was no longer strange.
In many sects, people are scarier than ghosts.
The strong woman frowned, angry at Jarhead's unfounded accusation, so they started arguing.
Ning Qiushui walked to the kitchen and inspected it carefully, and then shouted:
"Okay, stop arguing and get down to business!"
After hearing his words, the two quickly stopped arguing and just looked at each other with murderous eyes.
"Brother Ning, what did you find?"
Han Chong came up hurriedly.
He now has enough trust in Ning Qiushui.
No matter what the reason was, the other party at least risked his life to save him.
This at least proves that Ning Qiushui is not a "murderer".
"Chang Lanfei did not commit suicide."
"how do you know?"
Ning Qiushui pointed to the blood stains on the ground and said:
"The blood stains are natural and there are no traces of manual cleaning. You can judge the deceased's previous actions based on the dryness and color of the blood stains."
"The deceased was the last to arrive in the kitchen."
"By the time he got here, he was missing his left leg."
"Because there is only one bloody footprint on the ground, which comes from the right foot. It matches the size and shape of the foot in the cabinet."
"He first came to the far left of the kitchen, cut off his only remaining right leg, and put it in the cabinet, then his head, hands, and finally his internal organs..."
When Ning Qiushui said this, his eyes became particularly sharp.
"There are two paradoxes here."
"First, there are no legs, no subsequent footprints, and no handprints. How did the deceased come to other cabinets? Did he float over?"
"Second, a person will die without a head. He cut off his own head. How did he complete the subsequent operations?"
After Ning Qiushui finished speaking, the room immediately fell into an eerie silence.
It didn't take long for some people's eyes to unconsciously shift to the Jarhead Chen Long.
The latter was a little offended by this look and stared:
"Fuck, look at what I'm doing!"
"If you suspect that I am the murderer, then call the police and let the police catch me!"
Wen Fei waved her chubby little hands and hurriedly stood up to ease the atmosphere:
"No, no, no, no one says you are the murderer, but in this case... you do have some suspicion."
Chen Long threw away the cigarette in his hand depressedly and lit another one for himself.
"CTMD... In three days, four people died. Not even a trace of the murderer was seen. The ghost weapon is useless at all. Find TMDBBT!"
He was so irritated that he stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head vigorously.
That seemed to be a habitual action.
Standing at a side angle, Bai Xiaoxiao saw the back of his head, where a bunch of hair was missing, making him obviously bald.
Obviously, Chen Long often catches them there these days.
To take it a step further...his mental state was becoming more and more anxious.
