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The terrifying female ghost stopped behind the fortune teller.

The fortune teller looked at the female ghost, turned his head and stared at the referee in front of him nervously. He didn't know when the man with a whistle in his mouth would disappear.

Mingyue in front of her had already run away, and the fortune teller could no longer see her.

Dangerous times are always particularly long.

The fortune teller stared at the referee in front of her. She was not sure when she could continue to run forward. The syrup given by Gu Mian could only stop the ghost for half a minute. She even heard an invisible clock ticking in her heart, constantly reminding her that time was passing.

Fortunately, the referee didn't last long. After the moon's back disappeared for a few seconds, the fortune teller saw the figure of the black short-sleeved man in front of him becoming transparent, and then she found that she could continue to move forward.

Without hesitation, the fortune teller quickly ran forward.

At this time, the fat man who was not chased by ghosts and Chu Changge had already met.

The two were sitting in a taxi, heading towards the staff dormitory where Gu Mian and Fatty were living.

The fat man sat in the back seat and looked at Chu Changge next to him strangely: "Brother Chu, why do you want to go to our staff dormitory? Don't you go to meet with the doctor and the others now?"

"It doesn't mean much to Gu Mian even if we pass by it. There may be some clues in your staff dormitory..." Chu Changge said as he looked at the driver in front, as if he was considering whether the matter of talking about ghosts would be regarded as a lunatic.

Although the fat man felt that going to the employee dormitory now was not very meaningful, he still followed Chu Changge to the downstairs of the dormitory honestly.

"Have you brought the key?" Chu Changge raised his foot and walked into the dark corridor.

The fat man behind him nodded: "Take it, but there should be someone in the dormitory now."

"Actually, I have a guess," Chu Changge spoke while climbing the stairs. "The ghost in this dungeon has been moving and trying to escape from the control of the dungeon, so the ghost will not kill people easily when the player has not entered the dungeon, because it is not sure whether its identity has been successfully hidden with the help of the corpse. If the identity is really hidden, the murder is likely to expose it, and the previous efforts will be in vain."

The fat man had already arrived at the door and was taking out a key: "So the ghost will not kill people during the non-divide period. He will only wander around wearing a corpse. After that, he found that the dungeon passed the player to his neighbor and knew that he had not been able to hide the last time, so he started to kill the next body that he could control?"

The fat man inserted the key into the door lock and twisted it to open the door.

The door was pushed open a small gap, and the lights were not turned on in the room, which was quite dark.

The people inside seemed to be asleep...

Just as the fat man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, he suddenly smelled a faint stench.

The smell came out of the gap in front of him, as if it was the smell of rotting animal.

The fat man held his breath and was it a rotten corpse?

Chu Changge next to him did not smell the smell. He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door as usual, then touched the wall, and turned on the chandelier in the dormitory with a "pop".

I saw that there was no one on the four beds in the room.

Only one pale arm stretched out from under a bed, as if the murderer who had killed someone and had forgotten to stuff the hand under the bed.

It seems that the odor comes from here.

The fat man swallowed his saliva and followed Chu Changge and squatted down. After making some preparations, he reached out and lifted the sheets. The smell came to his face. The fat man squinted his eyes and looked inward. He saw a man lying under the bed. Although he was pretty, he was just a good-looking corpse.

"It's Liu Jie!" The fat man instantly recognized the man, "The doctor's colleague who betrayed her looks is still alive this morning, why is it so smelly?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly understood something: "Actually, Liu Jie has died long ago. Is it the ghost using his body?"

Chu Changge nodded: "Actually, a customer in the cafe said that Gu Mian and the others would not easily give the contact information to the customer, but the deceased Wang Xin's residence was able to find two Gu Mian's business cards in succession, which only means that someone took Gu Mian's business card and deliberately stuffed it into the hands of the deceased."

The one who is most likely to take Gu Mian's business card is his roommate.

"After living as Liu Jie for so long, there should be some clues left," Chu Changge stood up and looked at Liu Jie's bed, "Maybe what he knew would be recorded in some forms, although the possibility is not very high."

The fat man understood: "So we are here to find clues this time."

He moved quickly and without waiting for Chu Changge to ask, he began to grop out the corpse in front of him: "Of course the important thing is to carry it with you... but there seems to be nothing on him."

Speaking of this fat man stood up and groped in the bed in front of him: "If I hide things, I will hide them under the mattress or in the pillow. I hid my pocket money in that year, although my father found out and made me beat me up..."

At this time, Chu Changge had already stood in front of a locked cabinet: "This should be the cabinet used by Liu Jie."

The fat man who had nothing to find turned around and saw a small bright yellow lock hanging on the cabinet, the kind that you could buy for five dollars in a convenience store.

The fat man has done a lot of things like unlocking, so he immediately bulged the five-dollar lock. Before he could tinker for a long time, the lock was opened with a "click".

The two opened the cabinet.

There was not much in the cabinet, only a few clothes were stacked symbolically.

Chu Changge reached out and lifted the clothes and found an A4 paper on the bottom layer of these stacks of clothes.

"What is this?" The fat man looked at the thing Chu Changge took out strangely. Of course he knew something like A4 paper.

It's just that this piece of paper was filled with things with black neutral pens.

After a closer look, the things on it seemed that they were not words, but paintings.

The whole piece of paper was filled with a strange small figure - a circle, and a "big" was added below

"Is it a villain?" The fat man immediately recognized the figures that filled the entire piece of paper. "This ghost is so idle that he is still nervous about drawing a villain, hiding it in his cabinet?"

A dense array of villains filled the entire piece of paper.

Although these lines were extremely simple, the fat man still felt a little numb when he looked at these densely packed villains.

Does this thing have anything to do with the copy?

At this time, Chu Changge looked at the fat man: "I can't bring out this copy, where is your camera? Take a picture."

He is talking about the special item held by the fat man [strange camera], which can capture invisible ghosts and can only take pictures once a day.

Of course, if you use it to take or take landscape photos, the fat man took out his camera and turned it on.

The first photo in the album was Gu Mian's handsome face, and a grimace behind him that came out of the window. This was the face of the assassin, but not long ago it was placed on the head of Gu Mian's bedside and would never be seen again.

The fat man raised his camera and called the paper in Chu Changge's hand, and of course he didn't take any photos. Everything in the photo was normal.

He looked at the camera screen: "I'm really a great abstract artist..."

At this time, the fortune teller running wildly in the darkness had seen the mall ahead. She was instantly delighted and tried to speed up and run forward.

The fortune teller, who had doubled his speed, had already caught up with Mingyue. At this time, the two of them were almost moving side by side. Although the ghost behind them was delayed for half a minute, they still caught up later, less than three meters away from them.

The fortune teller is about a hundred meters away from the gate of the mall, and he can't run through it anyway before being caught up by a ghost.

At this time, Mingyue's physical strength had been almost exhausted. She was still trying her best to run forward, but she didn't know when she would stop, and she was a little desperate.

The fortune teller has a firm goal, which is the shopping mall ahead, so his pace is much stronger.

Mingyue looked at the person next to her panting, a little surprised that she was so energetic: "If this continues, we will definitely be caught up by ghosts. It is better to run away now. One death is worse than two deaths."

The fortune teller didn't turn his head: "That wasn't what you said when you stopped me just now."

She said as she ran forward quickly.

Mingyue reached out and grabbed the fortune teller's clothes: "Wait for me."