Nightmare Attack

Although it sounded reasonable, Jiang Cheng always felt that this case was not that simple.

He had a hunch that more of the weirdness in the files lay in this woman.

The fat man licked his lips, "Since the woman committed suicide by jumping off the building in Ping An Apartment, she must have lived here." He asked cautiously, "Which room is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng immediately noticed that the faces of the people opposite him had changed.

After a moment, Guan Yuanning's voice sounded: "Building 3." She looked at Jiang Cheng and exhaled: "808."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized: "Is it Wu's room?"

Hua Luo looked weird and nodded: "Yes, it's his."

After a while, the uneasiness in everyone's hearts began to amplify. As the ideas became clearer and clearer, according to the current clues, this vengeful female ghost was the source of the strange events.

The remaining ghosts were the ones she killed.

From this point of view, Wu who lives in 808 is the one who should fight the ghost most, and the ghost as the source is probably the most terrifying existence in the dungeon.

But why haven't I heard him talk about it so far?

He is safe.

And it’s very laid back.

This leisureliness is not reflected in his behavior, but in his attitude towards the copy. He seems to be in no hurry to end the mission and go home early.

No one had doubted him before, but there were too many emergencies during the mission, and everyone gradually shifted their attention.

In particular, he is not used to showing himself, and he doesn't even communicate much.

This keeps everyone's understanding of him at a relatively shallow stage.

Jiang Cheng deliberately tested him several times, but the temptation was like a mud cow entering the sea, making no ripples. He had no interest in influencing everyone's judgment, nor did he put forward wrong opinions to mislead everyone.

He seems to be just a guy enjoying the freedom in his mission.

He's just weird.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Jiao Tailang and the others. It was obvious that he had thought of it and these people had also thought of it, otherwise they would not have called him here.

But it's not the coffee shop where the three groups of people gathered before, which is closer and more convenient.

They are also deliberately avoiding nothing.

"Time is limited, I think we should be honest." Jiao Tailang put his hands together and spoke on behalf of the three of them: "We suspect there is no problem. He may have been killed by a ghost."

Everyone knows the implication: nothing is a ghost now.

"But he doesn't seem to have done anything?" Chu Jiu carefully recalled the scene with Wu, and analyzed: "The only one who was in his group was Lu Huaxu. If it was a ghost, in order to hide himself, their group It must be difficult for people to survive.

"Is it possible that there are more than just none of them, and there are others who were killed, but we don't know about it?" The fat man swallowed and asked.

After a while, Jiang Cheng touched his chin and shook his head, "No, have you ever thought about it?" He raised his head, "The information about Li Maoshen, Qiao Yu, and Qiao Yu's brother were all provided by them, and our two groups also They have all verified it through their respective channels. If they are ghosts, what is the reason for doing this? "

In nightmares, ghosts and players are two natural factions.

A considerable part of the ghost's evil thoughts are directed at the player. Unless the mission is solved and the truth behind the case is found out, there is no choice but to die.

Now that the case is gradually becoming clearer, it's time to make a decision regarding Wu's identity.

"I suggest that our two groups should not alert the people of Group 3 until the identity of Wu is investigated clearly." Jiao Tailang said.

"agree."

The leader of Building 1 is Jiang Cheng. He is the number one person wherever he goes. He nodded, and Fatty and Chu Jiu naturally had no objection.

"But where can I check the 808 information?" Fatty asked, "We are not in Building 3."

"I know where to go." Jiao Tailang stood up and said.

Jiang Cheng looked up at him, and judging from his expression, he seemed to have guessed it.

Standing in front of the landlord's room, the fat man was still a little hesitant. This physically disabled old man gave him a bad feeling, and his attitude was not very good.

After a few symbolic knocks on the door, Jiang Cheng opened the door and went in. The old man sat on the chair. The leather on the back of the chair was almost worn away. He held a big tea cup in one hand and looked back at everyone, with a hint of displeasure on his expression.

"Who let you in?" He stood up and said sternly.

The old man's face was disfigured and his appearance was very scary. When the old man's single-eyed gaze was scanned, the fat man felt as if he had been scratched by a knife.

They smelled the aroma of food, and a neatly eaten lunch box was placed on the corner of the table.

It seems that the old man ordered a takeaway.

But Jiang Cheng showed no fear at all. He walked over openly, took the old man's chair, and sat on it himself.

"The house you rented to us has been visited by many people." Jiang Cheng looked at the old man and said.

"Nonsense!" The old man immediately became angry and said loudly, glaring with one eye: "Who is spreading rumors? Isn't it?"

"Zhao Jiajia, Room 707, Building 1, Yu Youwei, Room 710, Song Xiaoyou, Room 404, Building 2," Jiang Cheng said a series of names, glanced at the old man with squinted eyes and said, "Do you want me to continue?"

"They died in the room." The old man's voice was obviously weak, and he began to speak hesitantly.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Jiao Tailang's position, and the latter immediately trotted forward, took off his backpack, and took out his tablet computer from inside.

Turning on the computer, Jiang Cheng found the news interface about the woman falling from the building, and then showed it to the old man, "What about this matter? You should know about the jumping case in Building 3, 808."

The old man's mouth twitched obviously, and then his throat rolled violently. Just before he opened his mouth and made a sound, he heard a sudden sound——

"Stand up straight!" Jiang Cheng said loudly, "Is this the attitude you should have?"

The old man was so frightened that he almost dropped his tea cup.

He was already at a loss for renting out such a house, but now that he was found to have come to his door, his heart was pounding. He subconsciously glanced at the accomplices brought by Jiang Cheng.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at the bag in Jiao Tailang's hand, and his only eyeball almost fell out of fright.

There was a 30 cm long knife inside, and the handle was just exposed, and there seemed to be blood on it.

"Don't, don't don't!" The old man gave up. "I don't want the rent anymore. I'll give it back to you. Why don't I give it back to you?" He said pitifully: "It's easy to discuss things, so don't be rude."

Fatty: "You said you had to do this so early, why bother?"

The old man shivered and went to the drawer, dug out some money, and stuffed it all into Jiao Tailang's bag. Finally, he smiled politely at Jiao Tailang.

It was a good thing that the old man's face was not smiling. When he smiled, his muscles pulled at the scar, like a ghost. Instead, Jiao Tailang was frightened, and he subconsciously reached for the knife.

The fat man watched helplessly as the old man's legs shook and he almost knelt down.