The latest website: "Fuck..." Although Mu Wanming was expected to be in danger, Huai Yi couldn't help but swear by the death.

"Why... how could this be?" Bai Xiaojie's voice changed.

Jiang Cheng and Miao Qing were relatively calm. After discovering that Mu Wanming's body was gone, their first reaction was to find the body, so as to determine more specifically the cause of Mu Wanming's death and the way the ghost killed.

"Take her head away, please." Jiang Cheng said to Jiang Zhao who was blushing: "We have to move the bed."

It's not a big deal for someone to die during a mission. If they insisted on removing the bed yesterday, it's hard to say who the person lying here will be.

Jiang Zhao clearly understood the situation better than his apprentice. He wrapped Mu Wanming's head with a quilt and carried it aside.

This time, they didn't even exert much force, and the four of them lifted the bed easily.

There are some sundries under the bed, but there is no missing body of Mu Wanming.

Just as they were about to put the bed back, a hurried voice sounded, "Wait!" Liu Hui shouted, she bent down and stared at the bottom of the bed, "Look, what is that."

This posture is inconvenient to observe. Several people simply stood up the bed and leaned against the wall. Now they can see clearly that there are a few strange marks in the middle of the bed, like being slashed by a knife. Radioactively dispersed.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward, stretched out his hand, spread his fingers, and put his hand on the trace. This time, Ouyang Huanbin's resentment disappeared instantly, and his breathing became short.

Jiang Cheng's hand was generally in line with the trace, but what was chilling down his spine was that the scratch mark left under the bed was much larger than Jiang Cheng's palm, and there were even a few holes in the fingertips.

"Do you still remember what she said?" Liu Hui glanced at the head that was wrapped and placed on the ground.

The fat man swallowed, carefully recalling what Mu Wanming said last night, "That person grabbed my neck and dragged me under the bed, with big hands and fingertips like daggers!" He is still clear now I remembered the fear on Mu Wanming's face when he talked about it.

Staring at the scratches, everyone finally believed Mu Wanming's words at this moment.

Last night, just under this bed, there was a ghost hiding.

After searching the whole room again, Mu Wanming's lost body was not found. "It looks like it was taken away by a ghost." Miao Qing closed the wardrobe door and turned around in a regretful tone.

There was no habit of collecting corpses during the mission, so Jiang Zhao left his head in this room, and then left with everyone.

When he came downstairs, the fat man sniffed and smelled the aroma of the food. Everyone came to the restaurant, and on the table yesterday, there were portions of food.

"Eight copies..." Huai Yi noticed, "one less than yesterday."

Obviously, Mu Wanming was not included in the calculation. After all, everyone is dead, and one can save one.

However, after yesterday's experience, everyone was completely uninterested in these delicious-looking foods. Miao Qing picked up the knife and pushed aside the food on the plate to see if there were any strange things in it.

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Jiang Cheng and Liu Hui spoke almost at the same time, and then they looked at each other very tacitly, and finally Liu Hui said, "Let's not touch these foods, I suspect that Miss Mu's death is related to the fact that we touched these foods yesterday. After a pause, she continued: "We inadvertently activated the curse."

Unexpectedly, a voice sounded at this moment, "It shouldn't be. Yesterday I remember that this Miss Bai was the first to eat a foreign object." Jiang Zhao's tone was a little strange.

Wen Yan Bai Xiaojie's face darkened, and hurriedly retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, I was the first to notice foreign objects yesterday, and I wasn't the first to eat these foods. Besides, who knows if this is a curse."

Bai Xiaojie's words also have some truth, the current situation is unknown, everyone is crossing the river by feeling the stones.

But no matter whether the curse is related to food or not, they will never touch these things again. Miao Qing suggested to go out for a walk during the day.

After leaving the building and bathing in the sunlight outside, everyone felt a sense of rebirth. Huai Yi looked back at the building, feeling an indescribable sense of depression.

They walked along the way they came, and soon passed through a barren and abandoned garden, and came to the first meeting under the crooked neck tree. This time, the water on the ground had disappeared, and only a few puddles were left.

Miao Qing squinted his eyes and secretly looked at the crooked-neck tree. The terrifying scene he saw last time really scared him for a long time. Suddenly, an arm was patted on his shoulder, and Miao Qing almost jumped up.

After he calmed down, he realized that it was Jiang Cheng. At this moment, Jiang Cheng also seemed to be frightened by Miao Qing, "What's wrong with you?" Jiang Cheng clutched his heart, rubbed it and said, "It scared me."

"It's nothing." Miao Qing explained, "I'm still thinking about the curse."

Fatty didn't hear them, but standing here, he felt indescribably uncomfortable, as if being stared at by many pairs of eyes. The source of the strange feeling.

But soon everyone left, and Fatty didn't think too much about it, and followed behind the doctor firmly.

When he was about to walk out of the manor, Fatty seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and immediately turned his head. From his position, he could just see part of the building where they lived last night.

Yu Guang subconsciously swept through several windows, and he vaguely seemed to see a figure standing behind the narrow window, but when he reacted and looked again, it disappeared again.

After all, the distance was too far, and he wasn't sure, but he still called the doctor.

Jiang Cheng took Fatty's words very seriously. He narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the direction Fatty was speaking. With his eyesight, he could only see a rough outline. As for whether there was anyone behind the window, he couldn't see it at all.

"Can your eyes see anyone behind the window?" Bai Xiaojie looked at the building in the distance and expressed doubts~lightnovelpub.net~ Fatty Li ignored him.

"Where is the window you mentioned?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Just that one." Fatty raised his hand, and just as he used his fingers, Jiang Cheng patted it off.

"Don't point, you can just say the location." Jiang Cheng frowned.

"Oh oh." Fatty stared at the building in the distance and recalled: "Counting from the right, the seventh window is the... 7th window, that's the one, you can't go wrong."

After Jiang Cheng counted the window, he calculated it silently in his heart. Gradually, his face changed slightly. Huai Yi swallowed and whispered, "If I remember correctly, that window is..." He looked at Xiang Jiang Zhao, the latter's face was even uglier than his.

The room corresponding to that window was the one where Mu Wanming died, and her head was still there.

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