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Several people closed their eyes tightly, but their ears were high.

They squeezed into a group and heard Gu Mian lifting the bedboard alone.

Because this is a single bed, it is not difficult to lift it up.

I heard that after lifting the bed board, Gu Mian paused for a while, and after several seconds, he put the bed down again.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them heard Gu Mian's voice: "You can open your eyes."

They slowly opened their eyes, and Qinghuan narrowed his eyes apart and opened them with confidence when he saw that the bed had been put back in place.

Yuwen Hao spoke hesitantly: "How is it?"

Gu Mian touched her chin and paused for several seconds before speaking: "The deceased is in a very stable mood at present."

Hearing this, the others took several steps back with an ugly expression.

Qing Huan asked: "Lin Yue'er... is really below?"

Gu Mian nodded: "Well, I was forced to drag in. Because the space below was too small, I took off one layer of skin. After dragging it in, it seemed that I still lived for a while. There were traces of nails scraped under the bed. I didn't see a ghost. Do you want to confirm it?"

The three of them were trembling with fear: "No!"

If the people were not saved, there was no need for them to stay here.

When Yuwen came out of Lin Yue'er's apartment, several of them looked pale.

Now they have not even finished the second day, and only one person has died. There are more than eight days left to finish them.

After finally finishing everything, I returned to the hotel, but the few of them could no longer sleep.

Huang Yu was sitting on the sofa with a dejected look: "What should I do if there are eight days left?"

Although he had not witnessed Lin Yue'er's death with his own eyes, he could have imagined it. When he thought that his own way of death might be even more terrifying than Lin Yue'er, Huang Yu's scalp became numb.

Yuwen Hao sat next to him and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged. If you find the source of the curse, you may have a turning point. We will not be too far from the source."

Huang Yu raised his head: "But those ghosts have been approaching us... Lin Yue'er died today, and someone may die tomorrow... Can I really survive..."

Yuwen was speechless for a moment, obviously not knowing how to answer Huang Yu's words. He was silent for a while before speaking: "Let's go to bed first, let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow."

Now there is nothing else to do except sleeping.

Huang Yu agreed, but there was still a sad atmosphere around him.

They had been tossing for several hours tonight, and it was already three to forty-five in the morning.

Gu Mian didn't care how sad others were. She lie on the bed and closed her eyes and fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, the sun was already hanging in the sky. He turned to look at the watch in the living room. It was already seven o'clock.

Several people in the living room were getting up stroking and tiring. Gu Mian specially counted the number of people, but there were not many.

But everyone's expressions are not normal, especially Yuwen Hao.

He slept last night against the door of another bedroom, but this morning he had moved to the middle of the living room, and the door of the bedroom was also closed by him.

Qing Huan looked at Yuwen Hao with an abnormal expression: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

While he was vigilant, he saw Yu Wenhao turning around and couldn't sleep. He didn't take long to get up and close the bedroom door, and finally moved the bedding to the middle of the living room.

In fact, Qing Huan himself was quite uncomfortable. After all, he hadn't had a good night's sleep in two days, but Yuwen Hao's current situation seems to be more than a little worse than him.

Yuwen Hao nodded with pale lips: "I feel uncomfortable..."

"After I came back to lie down in the early morning, I felt something was wrong. I turned my back to the door of the bedroom, and I always felt like something was staring at me in the bedroom..."

"Later, I turned over and slept directly to the door... and I always felt something sticking in front of me... It seemed as if I could see it as soon as I opened my eyes."

"I couldn't stand it anymore, so I closed the door... and moved to the middle to sleep..."

"But even if I close the door and move to the middle, I always feel like something is staring at my back when I close my eyes. I will sleep with my head tilted..."

"Sleeping with my head up... I closed my eyes and felt something on the ceiling face me. Until this morning, I felt that something was staring at me even stronger..."

Because the ghost is getting closer.

Qing Huan took a deep breath: "Let's act quickly, it's best to investigate the source of the curse before tonight."

The ghosts have been approaching them all the time, and everyone knows this, so they don’t delay. They get up early in the morning and hurried out.

When I went out, the hotel owner looked at them strangely, probably wondering why there was one woman missing.

Lin Yue'er's body was left under the bed by Gu Mian to avoid trouble. After all, there were law enforcement police in the copy.

Gu Mian found a local map in the hotel, which marked the location of the bright plastic factory, not far from here.

A few people followed the map, and soon they saw the small factory.

There is a huge iron fence door in front of the plastic factory gate, which can be seen from the outside.

At this time, the iron chains were tied up on the door, probably to prevent people from running out and making random trips during work.

Behind the iron gate is a small house, like a security booth, of course, the security booth of this era is not that high-end.

This is just a small and broken house with a large window on it facing the factory gate. At first glance, you can see an old man sitting at the table dozing off.

Qing Huan walked happily to the door and shook the fence door: "Uncle!"

The old man who was dozing off was frightened by his voice. He raised his head and looked here. He waited until he saw the few people clearly before relaxing, probably because he was afraid that the leader would see him wandering.

The old man stood up with the table and walked to the door of the security booth: "Who are you?"

Gu Mian looked at Yuwen Hao next to him: "Didn't you come yesterday? Why didn't he know you?"

Yuwen Hao shook his head slightly: "The one who was guarding the door yesterday was not this old man, that one was much younger than him."

Mingliang Plastic Factory is not big, and there are only seventy or eighty employees inside to die. Everyone should know each other, and Gu Mian and others are looking at it as if they are unfair.

Qinghuan scratched her head: "We are here to investigate the matter."

"Investigate the matter" The old man hesitated to the fence gate and said, "What are you investigating? No one in our factory has done anything bad."

That tone is quite suspicious that they are policemen.

"No," Qing Huan explained: "We are here to investigate two people, one is Zhao Wen and the other is Zhou Guanglei. You should know each other, right?"

Both of them were employees of this plastic factory. They both died two years ago and were killed by door knockers.

Gu Mian suspected that the two of them provoked each other two years ago that they were entangled by the knockers.

After hearing the names of the two people, the old man looked strange: "I know they, they had died long ago, they were gone two years ago."

Qinghuan nodded quickly: "Yes, I know, we are here to investigate their affairs."

The old man looked even more strange when he heard this: "Then you are asking the right person. I am an old employee in this factory. I know the most about the things that happened a few years ago. There are many things that others don't know about."