I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

Maybe it's because Wang Lei, a mentally distorted person, doesn't care about money and other things.

Yang Shou only found a few hundred dollars in his home.

Barely enough.

In addition, a mobile phone was also found.

"This works."

Yang Shou opened the phone interface and released a strange breath.

After waiting for a long time, no mobile phone appeared.

It seems that this guy is determined to hide.

But Yang Shou has a way.

Swipe twice on the phone, and quickly find a software entry.

Weird live broadcast.

The scarlet interface broadcasts some dungeon strategies live.

Yang Shou opened it casually, looked at it for a while, and quickly lost interest.

Basically, they are obsessive copies.

It belongs to the kind that ordinary people can use their brains to live.

He didn't bother to look any further.

"The mobile phone is stealing the emotional power of the audience?"

With a slight smile, Yang Shou used the power of nightmares to prepare to invade the weird live broadcast room.

But just started. The phone screen suddenly turned black, and the scarlet handwriting formed a weird smile.

【^-^】

[Your best and most loyal friend, my mobile phone is tricky, I would like to say hello to you]

【So you can already do this step】

【congratulations】

【I'm already looking forward to your real return】

return?

The 22 things that mobile phones know seem to be a lot.

Yang Shou remained calm and asked:

"Since you are my best friend, why do you keep avoiding me?"

【What a great existence you are, I dare not disturb you at will】

The tone of the mobile phone was extraordinarily polite.

It's just that Yang Shou didn't like this, he laughed and said:

"Tell the truth, if you don't tell the truth, I will sneak into the live broadcast room to find you."

[…]

[I can't tell you too many things]

【Some words, as long as you say it, you will be discovered】

[But I have absolutely no malice towards you]

"Yeah."

Yang Shou was a little skeptical.

The strange position of the mobile phone is weird.

Can't tell which side it's on.

It's just that seeing can't tell too many things.

He could only suppress his doubts. .

"Since you said so, then I believe you."

"But don't hide from me in the future, otherwise I will go to your place as a guest."

Putting the phone in his pocket casually, he glanced at Wang Lei's corpse and left leisurely.

"The deceased's name was Wang Lei, and he was withdrawn. He moved here a year ago, but he didn't have many friends.

"As for the cause of death..."

In the small room, there are densely packed dolls.

They are very worn out, and the mouth of each doll is stained with bright red blood.

Wang Lei's body is right in the middle of the doll.

There are dense bones, and there is no flesh and blood on the whole body.

Just looking at this appearance, people will believe that Wang Lei has been dead for decades.

But the sheriff who was investigating the scene certainly didn't think so.

Judging from the remaining bloodstains, Wang Lei's death time did not exceed ten hours.

The cause of death seems to be being eaten to death by a large number of creatures.

Looking at the hundreds of dolls in the room, the sheriff present felt chills.

Obviously, this involves weird incidents, which are beyond their capabilities.

"Has another trickster killed someone?"

At this time, someone opened the door and came in, with an indifferent expression, dressed in casual clothes, and did not have the uniform of a sheriff.

But after seeing his appearance clearly, the security captain immediately went up to him.

"Old Liu, you are the only one in your Conspiracy Bureau?"

"Every day is your task."

"The murder scene this time, judging from the circumstances, is obviously not a simple homicide."

"Just take a look."

The man called Lao Liu seems to be taciturn.

Regarding the accusation of the security captain, he just hummed and didn't say anything.

Walk into Wang Lei's bedroom.

After seeing the bones.

He frowned slightly, but his expression remained calm.

He has seen more tragic corpses.

It's nothing.

However, when he noticed the breath of the doll in the room, his face changed and his eyes flickered.

Every doll seems to have lived in a soul.

And here are hundreds of dolls.

"Are these dolls left by the murderer?"

Old Liu turned around and asked seriously.

But the security captain's answer surprised him.

"No, various clues indicate that this is the doll that Wang Lei collected himself."

"Then how did he get killed by his dolls? Where did the souls of those dolls go?"

Lao Liu asked subconsciously, Shen Wenbao had already regretted it.

How would the security team know.

Sure enough, the captain shook his head and said, "That's what you want."

Sighing, Lao Liu stopped talking and walked around the room again.

When he walked to the side of Wang Lei's body, he was surprised, pointed to the fragments on the ground and said:

"What is this?"

The chief of security came early, knew what he was asking, and said casually:

"That should be a mask."

"A plush mask."

” are the belongings of the dead.

"But it was also chewed to pieces."

Plush mask?

doll?

The two threads are intertwined.

Lao Liu's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the bones in shock.

If he didn't guess wrong.

The deceased, named Wang Lei, was a trickster who had been ordered by the Headquarters of Conspiracy to pay close attention to.

Official member of the death forum, suspected of high obsession strength, nicknamed doll!

"How can it be!"

"Who killed him?"

Old Liu exclaimed, and he was no longer as calm as before.

The security guards in the room just looked at him speechlessly, still unable to provide an answer.

Lao Liu talked a little too much today.

The security captain still thought it was funny.

But unlike others, Lao Liu's mood is already extremely tense at the moment.

Of course he knew how scary the death forum was.

I also know that every official member is a well-known existence in the weird world.

But now, unexpectedly died inexplicably in the hands of his own doll.

This is not something ordinary tricksters can do!

"A vicious level trickster?"

Thinking of this name, such as the cold sweat on the forehead.

This incident also exceeded his handling authority.

All he could do now was to say:

"Evacuate this room at 230 immediately."

"All those who have entered the room are prohibited from leaving this place."

"I'll call the Bureau of Conspiracy immediately and check you out!"

The means of the vicious trickster are beyond imagination.

He had no doubts, if there were any hidden dangers.

The return of these security personnel to the Public Security Bureau may bring disaster to the entire Public Security Bureau.

"good!"

The security captain finally realized the seriousness of the problem when he saw Lao Liu's serious expression that he had never had before.

He immediately arranged to isolate those who had entered the room from those who had not.

But he himself backed away slowly, not daring to look at the bones again.

He didn't know what was going to happen next.

Bone Resurrection?

Dolls keep killing?

Is there an invisible mystery hidden in the room?

He has been on the front line of the security team for many years and has experienced many battles, but now he is a little panicked.

For ordinary people, in this strange age, the danger is far beyond the copy.

Certain spooks are scarier than real spooks.

"I hope I'm just thinking too much."

Lao Liu notified colleagues of the Conspiracy Bureau through his mobile phone.

After hanging up the call, he stood guard at the door of the room with a solemn expression.

On a whim, he activated his strange power, and then looked at the phone.

A moment later, the blood-red handwriting appeared distortedly.

【He has come】

【Tell Li Han】

he?

Li Han?

That seems to be the name of the chief executive!

Lao Liu's mind was buzzing.

This incident seems to be more terrible than he imagined!.