Weird Regulator

"Gluttony and distension..."

Tongguan silently wrote down these four words on the A4 paper, turning the pen with his fingers, trying to find a breakthrough from this prompt.

Chang Nian sat on the table, holding the blurry photo of Prisoner No. 3 in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he said:

“Based on the experience of killing people and sewing corpses together, Prisoner No. 2’s ability is to kill someone and sew a human skin cage to imprison the victim;

So from the literal meaning of this gluttony, it should be that the attribute of the ghost is gluttony.

Did the victim die of distension? "

Jie Zheng frowned and shook his head slightly, then came to the other side of Tongguan to express his opinion:

“The case of Prisoner No. 2 cannot be used as a general reference, because he was not a murderer in the first place.

The description of Prisoner No. 3 is far less specific than that of killing people and sewing corpses together. I suggest that Fan Ru get close contact with Prisoner No. 3 and observe the details. "

Tongguan is on Xie Zheng's side this time. His temperament is inherently cautious, and Xie Zheng's proposal is obviously more secure.

So, he no longer wasted time thinking, and immediately ordered to the hands-free mobile phone:

"Sister Fan, please turn on the camera now. I want to observe Room 3 up close."

…

Fan Ru was a little timid when she heard this sentence at first, but her thoughts dissipated. She knew very well that she would definitely die if she didn't fight hard.

Without much hesitation, she quickly turned on the front camera, walked into the dark room holding her cell phone in her left hand and a high-gloss flashlight in her right hand.

Room 3 is far more stuffy than Room 2.

Fan Ru twisted her neck uncomfortably when she first entered. She remembered that all ghost places should be cold and cold, but this wax museum was obviously very special.

She walked slowly and scanned the room with her mobile phone camera, and finally fixed it on the front.

Room No. 3 is no different from Room No. 2. It is the same small room of more than ten square meters.

The only four walls look the same, but the difference is that room 2 has a stretcher, and room 3 has a set of tables and chairs.

“The room is affected by supernatural forces and visibility is very low, so you have to get as close as possible to the set of seats.

It is the key to this room. You still have 16 minutes of safety time. Do it boldly without hesitation! "

Tongguan's deep and powerful voice came out clearly, and the power of the words diluted the fear in the content, making Fan Ru speed up.

She strode towards the table and chairs, with her flashlight and mobile phone stretched out and pointed there.

Looking closer, it seemed to be a dining table, because it was covered with a clean white cloth and even had two unlit candles.

But the candle had turned into two puddles of sticky wax, which looked particularly disgusting.

On the table, apart from the tablecloth and candles, there was only a dinner plate with a silver metal cover.

The light from the flashlight shone on it, so strangely that there was no reflection at all, as if that thing was the culprit causing the lack of light here.

In this room, apart from the table and the things on the table, there were only bare chairs.

What really shocked Fan Ru was that she came to Room 3 twice and what she saw was completely different.

The last time she came here for a brief inspection, there was a wax figure of a male in a suit sitting on that chair.

The wax figure has almost fallen off, and there is still wax mud at the foot of the chair.

Moreover, except for the two candles that were not completely melted, there was no dinner plate on the table.

But now, instead of the wax figure, there is a strange dinner plate.

What's inside that?

Fan Ru suddenly trembled, took two steps back, and asked quickly:

"Brother Tong, the wax figure here is gone and there is an extra plate. Is that ghost about to take action?"

Tongguan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then replied in a deep voice:

“It’s coming soon, but there’s still time.

The wax figure on the chair is gone to make room for you;

The extra plates are also dishes prepared for you.

The crime of gluttony is applied to you, and it seems that your death will be exactly the same as this crime..."

Fan Ru stood alone in the empty room. She did not step back, but the suppressed panic in her heart gradually resurfaced.

Because this time, she smelled a fragrance...

The aroma was like a hook that penetrated her nose consciously, arousing the instinctive appetite of human beings.

Her eyes fell on the silver metal cover, and she couldn't help but want to move forward, lift the cover and see what delicious food was inside.

But in a flash of excitement, she suddenly woke up and was afraid of what would happen next.

Perhaps it was because it was still some time before the murderous intention came, and the supernatural power was not strong.

But she knows very well that once the time comes, she has no ability to resist the outcome of "gluttony and bloating"!

…

"This time it is certain that gluttony and distension were entirely responsible for Fan Ru, the victim.

The crime is equated with the method of killing, and we must find a way to crack it as soon as possible! "

There was sweat on Tongguan's forehead. The tight time and the numerous ghosts made him more and more stressed.

Jie Zheng frowned and stared at the photo of Prisoner No. 3 on the table, imagining the scene in his mind.

Everything in the room, if he were in it, which direction would he start from...

"Ruined that plate?"

Seeing that the three of them fell silent, Hong Fu took two steps forward and spoke tentatively.

But this conjecture was immediately rejected by Xie Zheng:

"Destroying a dinner plate is equivalent to touching it directly or indirectly, which may lead to an early death like Prisoner No. 2."

Chang Nian's eyes flickered, and he had already pinched out the wrinkles in the photo. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he suddenly said:

"Introduction card?"

These three words obviously escaped from the strange thing called "dinner plate", so they immediately attracted the attention of several people.

She looked at the few people eagerly, put down the photo in her hand, and said excitedly:

"I believe Tongguan's first judgment is correct. The introduction cards in each room must have special value.

The crime, which represents the method of killing, is an important point;

But do you think this ‘time of arrest’ is also another important key point? "

Tongguan's eyes flashed, and he quickly spread out several clear photos, all of which were images of introduction cards.

Chang Nian casually pointed to one and explained softly:

"For example, in this picture, Prisoner No. 6 was arrested on December 10, 1992.

Look at this picture again. Prisoner No. 14 was arrested on February 24, 2015...

What all the ghosts have in common is that they were all captured before today.

We said before that the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum is a prison for ghosts, but this is wrong.

Strictly speaking, it is just a prison where a killer wax figure is kept.

Therefore, every ghost here is real, but also fake!

It was created by a source ghost, the ghost boy.

So, if we modify the arrest time of each wax figure, can the false ghosts be wiped out? "

Chang Nian's voice became louder and louder, and she found that both Tongguan, Jie Zheng, and even Hong Fu became extremely excited after hearing this conjecture.

This strengthened her idea, so she pointed to the photo corresponding to Prisoner No. 3 and said word by word:

"Prisoner No. 3, arrested on January 1, 2008..."

We changed it to a random day after November 29, 2015, then this murderous monster should not exist! "