Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Song Qingxiao followed No.2's feet into the house, and saw everyone around the kitchen door. He thought he had found a corpse, but in the end he found a pot of maggot food that was rotted in the kitchen.

17-4 is a house with two bedrooms and one living room. The decoration and furniture are a bit old, but it can be seen that the owner is still trying his best to decorate the house.

The old sofa was ingeniously put on a floral cushion by the hostess, and a few lovely plush ornaments were placed.

The windows in the house were closed tightly, and the curtains were half opened. Song Qingxiao even noticed that a cute dog-shaped table lamp was lit in a corner of the living room.

Because of the lack of ventilation, the extremely strong corpse odor was locked in the house, and it was difficult to evaporate, and the smell was so heavy that the skin in the nasal cavity was tingling faintly.

What deserves Song Qingxiao's attention is that there are a couple of photo frames in several conspicuous places in the living room. Inside are a pair of young men and women.

The girl has a sweet appearance, she hugs the man's neck from behind, her eyebrows and her eyes are full of honey-like smiles.

This should be the owner and wife of the property management office. Song Qingxiao walked to the TV cabinet, picked up a photo frame, and looked at it for a moment.

The frame is embedded with a layer of glass, which makes it heavy in the hand.

The photo is printed out in a three-dimensional simulation mode, and the facial features of the characters are all concave and convex, which is more real than the original photo of the tablet. Under the light, the corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, and he showed a little restraint compared to the girl who did not hide his love.

But Song Qing's small eyes fell on the girl's face. She smiled brightly and openly. Those slightly protruding eyes shone in the light for the sake of reality. As her hand holding the photo moved, the light flickered. It shook, as if the woman's eyes in that photo were also turning around in an instant.

Maybe someone has just died in the room. The'resentment' mentioned in No. 2 and the strange blackness of the previous existence had some influence on Song Qingxiao. When she looked at the photo, Miss Chu took this picture. The photo with her lover was supposed to have a sweet and unusual smile, but at this moment it gave Song Qingxiao a lifeless and hideous feeling, causing her hair to stand on her back, against the shirt she was wearing next to her.

She paused, and then looked at the photos. She felt that it might be her own illusion. It should be the reflection of light in the room. Looking at the people in the photos from different angles, she felt the psychological cues caused by the differences.

Facing the light, Song Qingxiao tried to change the photo from several angles. After she was mentally prepared this time, no matter which angle she looked at, when she looked at the girl again, she felt that she looked at the man in the photo with Full of love.

The photos are cleaned very cleanly, some dead spots and crevices are not dusty, and the surrounding wood is extremely smooth by rubbing. It is conceivable that the owner must be the person who usually holds the photos in his hands and observes.

According to the information revealed by the staff of the property management office, the male host often runs away due to work reasons, and it is Ms. Chu who lives at home. It can be inferred that it is Ms. Chu who often touches the photos at this time.

She cherishes photos, always holding picture frames to see things and think about people, all these are enough to prove that she loves her husband deeply.

The furnishings in the house are quite old, and the house is also old. The two couples should not be financially well-off.

Song Qing turned his head to look at the living room window. The window frame was made of white plastic steel. Because of the age, it was slightly yellowed. The living room was narrow and long. The sunlight could only shine through the old window into the living room on one side, making the whole room. It's not very bright.

Although the lighting in the old house is not very good, people in the house should not turn on the lights during the day when the conditions are not loose, so when the owner of the house has an accident, it should be at night.

Song Qing bit his posterior teeth. Several staff members in the room were looking for clues. No. 2 stood at the door of the kitchen and turned to look at the layout of the living room.

The young guard came out of the kitchen. Song Qingxiao turned around and put the photo frame on the TV cabinet. Before he straightened up, his ears keenly caught the ‘ticking’ sound.

The sound was like the sound of water droplets splashing on the ground, and the sound should come from the direction of the bathroom.

She straightened up and looked sideways in the direction of the bathroom. The young guard who had come out of the kitchen had already walked in the direction of the bathroom, pulled the door handle, and pushed the bathroom door open.

A corpse odor that was a thousand times stronger than the previous smell was spread from the bathroom at the moment. The young guard who opened the door did not expect this, and was the first to be attacked by this odor. Through the thick face mask, he couldn't help holding the door frame, reaching out his hand to cover the mask, and let out a retching sound of'vomit'.

Most of the guards who were able to enter the house had experienced battles, but at this time, the guard made such a big movement that immediately attracted the attention of the guards who were checking in other places.

Smelling the smell, Song Qing couldn't help swallowing sour water, feeling her chest surge.

This smell is far worse than the rotten crocodile she found in the trial scene last time. The smell has fermented in a small space for several days. As soon as the cold is opened, it will spread. The smell is pervasive. Even if Song Qingxiao held her breath, the smell seemed to follow her pores and penetrate into her body, making her feel nauseous.

"Team... Captain..."

The young guard shouted with difficulty. When he spoke, Song Qingxiao had already strode towards the bathroom.

She moves faster, and No. 2 moves faster. She is still a step away from the bathroom door. No. 2 has already stood at the door. She pulled the young guard leaning against the door back and stood up to the door by herself. Side, and pushed all the half-open doors open.

The glass door of the toilet hit the wall with a crisp sound~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The door bounced back for a while, and it swayed.

The guard stumbled and was grabbed by Song Qingxiao, who came after him, before he could barely stop his body.

There was still fear in his eyes, and before he could thank Song Qing, he said:

"Here... Corpse..."

Song Qingxiao took a step forward. On the 2nd, she noticed her coming, but she didn't mean to let her.

Through the gap on the side of No.2, the glass door bounced back and fold back leisurely, revealing a panoramic view of the bathroom inside.

The toilet is not big, about three or four square meters, with a light on the top of the head, and a transparent glass in the middle separates the dry and wet areas.

The originally transparent and clean glass was scratched with a long black mark from top to bottom, and strands of long and curly black hair stuck to it, like snaking insects.

In the middle of these hairs, a swollen green face was firmly attached to the glass, staring at a pair of dead gray eyes, coldly looking at the person who broke into the bathroom.