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Ding--

The phone in his coat pocket vibrated.

I let out a breath.

It seems that the additional tasks are completed.

I have revealed the truth. As for how to deal with it later, that is not my business.

So, I exited the activity room.

Come outside for a smoke and take a breath.

While smoking, I took out my mobile phone in the live broadcast room.

really.

A notification window pops up on the screen.

"Congratulations to the host, the truth of the fire has been found out and this additional task has been completed."

"The task reward is 500,000 ghost coins, which will be distributed together with the basic reward after the live broadcast is completely completed."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I took a bottle of mineral water and went out to drink it. After talking so much, my mouth was already dry.

Finished a cigarette.

I feel much more comfortable.

I looked at the time and saw that more than an hour had passed.

It's close to 3:30 in the morning.

There is still a while until dawn.

500,000 ghost coins were obtained without any risk.

Wouldn't it be too relaxed?

With the urine quality in the live broadcast room, it’s impossible to just let me investigate individual cases, right?

My heart skipped a beat.

If there is only one additional task, then as usual, it is stipulated that it should be completed before dawn.

Why is there a time limit of 4 hours after the broadcast starts?

Is it possible that there is something going on behind this?

I had a bad feeling in my heart and hurried back to the building.

The hallway is dimly lit.

The doors of several rooms opened a crack, and someone hid behind them, carefully observing the situation outside through the crack.

It appears the employees were awakened.

But I didn't dare to come out because I was afraid of the ghost in the toilet.

I wasn't in the mood to explain anything to them right now, so I walked into the activity room.

Although the suspicion of arson was cleared, the elderly are still restless.

They don't kill people directly, but they are also indirect murderers.

Mr. Hao will never let them go.

They couldn't run away even if they wanted to, so they could only wait uneasily in place.

It feels uncomfortable to have your life in someone else's hands.

But in the end, they deserve everything.

I don't have any sympathy for them just because they are old people.

When they committed evil, did they ever think that one day they would be punished?

Not long after, Mr. Hao recovered from the huge blow.

He looked at them coldly with eyes filled with murderous intent.

A wave of hatred was poured out on them.

"Old Cao."

He said hoarsely and lowly.

"Take them all to the third floor!"

The expressions of the old people suddenly changed, full of fear.

They know what is on the third floor better than anyone else.

Although I was afraid before, it was a different concept from the fear I have now.

It's like if you hear that a place is haunted, you will be subconsciously afraid, but it won't keep you awake at night without food or drink.

But if you know that the other person's death is related to yourself, then the fear in your heart will be completely different.

Now, they know what role they played in this conspiracy to kill his wife and cheat her bail.

Let them go to the third floor and face the ghost who was indirectly killed by them.

It's better to let them die now.

"Mr. Hao, I really haven't done anything, please let me go!" Fan Zhiqiang was the first to beg for mercy.

"I just fell into your father's trap and helped him kill Yuan Hongwei. I was almost killed by him."

It seems that among this group of people, he is the only one who has not done anything wrong to the Hao family.

He seemed to have forgotten that he had squandered a lot of compensation money.

Mr. Hao was expressionless and didn't even look at him.

"Old Cao, do it!"

Lao Cao took one look at my face and saw that I had no intention of stopping him, so he agreed, "Yes, Mr. Hao."

Immediately, he walked forward and looked at the old people with gloating.

"Brothers and sisters, should you go alone, or should I help you?"

Desperate eyes.

He probably knew that he couldn't escape, so he might as well end it quickly and happily.

Except for the unconscious blind old lady and the hemiplegic Yao Guoliang, the other old people moved with heavy steps and walked towards the door one after another.

Even Fan Zhiqiang lowered his head and followed silently.

The tall figure seems to be much shorter.

Lao Cao winked at Director Yang.

Director Yang wanted to push Yao Guoliang in a wheelchair, but I stopped him.

I asked him to carry the blind old lady.

Director Yang didn't dare to mess with me when he saw Lao Cao, and of course he didn't dare to go against my wishes, so he had no choice but to do it.

The old lady was so angry that she seemed to die at any moment.

A group of people arrived on the third floor under the suspicious eyes of the employees behind the door.

The third floor remains as it was after the fire.

Mr. Hao looked sadly at the charred wall licked by the tongue of fire, took a deep breath, and his eyes became cold.

"Old Cao, don't let them die just yet."

After saying that, he walked aside with a cold face, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

There is a vague smell of burnt food in the air.

The old people are trembling or trembling with fear, unable to control themselves, or their eyes are dull and numb, waiting for death.

The atmosphere was somber.

"Ah." Director Yang suddenly screamed, trying to shake off the blind old lady from his back.

But with my quick eyes and quick hands, I held him down.

"What's the ghost's name?" Lao Cao was afraid that she would offend me, so he waited for her to ask.

"She, she's dead." Director Yang said fearfully.

"Dead? Are you sure?" The corners of my mouth turned up, showing a weird smile.

Director Yang realized something, his eyes widened and his body became hairy.

"no, do not want."

She didn't have time to run.

The rest of the words were stuck in his throat.

Two pale old hands hugged her neck, tightening them tighter and tighter.

She seemed to be carrying a huge mountain on her back, her waist bent heavily.

Breaking into a cold sweat.

Can't move a step.

"Old Cao, save me." Director Yang

"Mr. Hao said we can't let them die now." Lao Cao just turned away indifferently.

The skinny old man with his eyes closed on his back stretched out his head and touched her face.

The wrinkled mouth opened.

Director Yang closed his eyes in despair.

hiss--

The old lady's throat bulged.

Director Yang's face became dull, as if his soul had been taken away, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The blind old woman did not wake up immediately, but she was breathing.

Director Yang's skin was pale, like a dead person, sitting on the ground blankly, wanting to cry without tears.

Lao Cao looked at me secretly, his eyes full of fear.

"You're already on the way, so I'll wait for you!"

Mr. Hao hung up the phone coldly and stood alone on the other side of the corridor, looking into the distance through a window.

drop--

Not long after, with a burst of light, another car drove into the nursing home.

Two people got out of the car.

An old man with gray hair and a middle-aged man in Taoist robes.

The old man raised his head and glanced at the third floor.

It seemed that he and Mr. Hao looked at each other for a moment before looking away.

He and the middle-aged Taoist priest walked into the nursing home building one after another.

Buzz buzz——

My phone vibrated again.

"The second extra mission has been triggered!"