Chapter 262 Closely

The cold five fingers gathered at a very slow speed, and firmly grasped Qin Heng's palm in his palm.

This kind of action was what Chu Ke liked most when he was alive.

She is very mad and thinks that when the fingers touch each other, the people who love each other are the closest distance.

At that time, he was bored with her request for such behavior, but now, when'she' buckled his fingers again, that disgust turned into a huge fear, causing Qin Heng's body to instantly lose all the ability to react.

The hole where his arm was extended was originally pitch black, and there was no light or shadow, but at this time Qin Heng seemed to see a shadow slowly approaching.

‘Boom’, ‘Boom’, there are ‘people’ moving heavy steps, holding his hand, moving closer and closer to the door.

Through the gap of the door lock, from the corner of his eye he could see the hill-like reflection outside, and a chilly breath came in from the broken lock hole and the door crack. The cold caused Qin Heng's upper and lower teeth to violently collide with each other. The sound of'chuckle'.

Don't come in...

Don't come in...

Don't come in...

His mind was blank, and he had to go back and forth with such a thought, fear like an invisible hand, grabbing his heart and kneading it, making him feel breathless.

All the sounds in the ears disappeared, and the fierce heartbeat overwhelmed everything.

At this moment, Qin Heng couldn't even take the courage, and looked down at the gap in the door lock to confirm who was holding his hand outside.

On the other side, Song Qingxiao and No.2 were trapped in thicker and thicker fog.

She had been here yesterday, it was a mission, and it was very likely the first mission scene. Song Qingxiao and No.2 had already remembered the route by heart when they came out from 17-4.

She clearly remembered that there were flower ponds on both sides of the building's entrance. Due to lack of care, weeds were overgrown, and there were various trees on both sides. Walk down to the right for two or three minutes to reach the gate of the property management office.

With the footsteps of No.2 and Song Qingxiao, after entering the community, this little distance can be reached in the blink of an eye, but at this time, after turning twice, they still can't touch the shadow of the building.

Even if there is divine consciousness to guide the way, the divine consciousness is also greatly restricted under the cover of dense fog, and it is difficult to break through this obstacle and find the right way.

The fog is really evil, and the two of them walked for a long time, as if they were spinning around in place.

No. 2 couldn't bear it and asked involuntarily:

"By the way, how long did Chu Ke die, do you remember?"

In the memory of Number Two, Chu Ke has been dead for eight days!

He was resting in the lounge at the same time as Captain Shen who hadn't gone home last night. On the 2nd, he was tentatively listening and learned some news from Captain Shen's mouth.

Chu Ke has the habit of calling her husband Qin Heng at ten o'clock every night. In the lounge, Captain Shen mentioned that her last call was recorded seven days ago.

It was past twelve o'clock, and the calculation time was more than eight days.

But the dense fog in front of me is getting bigger and bigger. The fog is full of yin and resentment is extremely strong. Even the second faintly feels that this thing is not only adhering to people as hard as possible, but also corroding people's spiritual consciousness.

The surroundings are so quiet that no insects and birds are heard, and the hustle and bustle of the city has disappeared completely, so quiet that people can't help but frighten.

In the vast sea of ​​fog, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring coldly at the two people who broke into the fog. Song Qing couldn't help but think of the pair of yesterday afternoon when the bathroom door opened, separated by a glass barrier, and the pair opposite to it. Miss Chu's eyes.

"It may be seven days."

"Seven days?"

Her answer seemed to surprise No.2, he involuntarily increased the volume, and repeated: "Her last phone call was a week ago, but it has already passed twelve o'clock, isn't it eight days?"

"Her last phone call was eight days ago." But when she took a bath, it should have been after the phone call. "The forensic doctor said that she did not lose her breath immediately after the fall, but took a while to breathe."

In other words, the cause of Chu Ke's death was not because he fell, but because he had nowhere to ask for help, and finally waited alive.

With this calculation, she might also die after twelve o'clock, at midnight, exactly seven days.

The sound of No. 2's breathing was so rapid for an instant, as if thinking of something terrible.

At this time, he didn't even bother to hide his strength anymore. He flirted with his clothes, grabbed something from his waist and clamped it on his fingertips, and said hurriedly:

"Tiangang is righteous, break!"

In an instant, in a cloud of mist, there was a glowing red fire light up.

Although the light is only a small cluster, it emits a huge spiritual power from it.

When No. 2 put his hand, the talisman burned more and more, floating in the air, burning the surrounding mist to a ‘cracking’ sound, emitting a pungent smell.

The dense fog is like being born with spiritual wisdom, and the moment the fire ignites, it is like encountering a natural nemesis, and fled in all directions.

But the burning talisman only lasted for two or three seconds, and the fire light dimmed.

However, these few seconds were enough for No. 2 and Song Qingxiao. As soon as the thick fog dissipated a little, the Huapu covered by the fog appeared, and the old door courtyard at the entrance of the building was clearly visible.

Song Qingxiao took this opportunity to walk quickly in the direction of Menting.

The two of them stepped on the steps, the talisman paper that led the way was extinguished, and the talisman ash flying in the air was once again swallowed by the dense fog that surrounded it again.

The entrance to the first floor of the building was full of thick fog. As soon as the two entered the hall, they felt that the temperature here was much lower than outside.

This reminded Song Qingxiao of the morgue in the guard hall last night. In order to keep the corpses from decay, when the cabinet containing the corpses was opened, a large group of white mist floated out of the cabinet. The scene before him is similar, but the dense fog at this time is much heavier than when the corpse was stored.

The mist is absorbed on the tiles on the inside of the building and converges into droplets of different sizes. When it drips down, it makes a reverberating sound of ‘tick-answer’, which is very ear-piercing.

As soon as the two entered the building, they slowed down, held their breath~lightnovelpub.net~ and let go of their minds.

The entrance of this building is not far from the elevator. Song Qingxiao walked a few steps and found that something was wrong.

The floor tiles of the building are very old. The fog is rolling inside. It is normal for the floor tiles to be a little wet, but she can feel that in some places, the water marks are deep. When the foot is stepped on and lifted, the soles of the feet leave the ground and emit a subtle " The sound of stains is not loud, but in such a quiet environment, it is very distinct.

She stepped on it again and tried it, and the water trails there were obviously different from the water vapor in other places.

Song Qing paused, and Number Two, who was walking on the other side, seemed to notice something and stopped.

She bent down and reached out to touch the ground. The tiles on the ground were cold and shit, and the dense water drops on them were scratched by her fingertips, and a water mark was drawn.

Beside these water traces, there is a shallow pool of water traces, those water traces are not formed, and the temperature of the floor tiles is more icy than other places.

With the touch of the fingertips, the chill went straight into the heart through the fingers, making the back tremble.

She opened her fingers and measured it. This size should be the size of a female foot. There was a ‘person’ who entered here before she and No. 2 came.

As for the ‘women’ who returned to this neighborhood in the middle of the night, apart from Chu Ke, I’m afraid there are no other ‘people’.

Young General Song Qing rewinded his hand to the end of his nose and smelled it. The water stained on his fingertips carries a vague smell. The smell is like the weird smell of rotten meat just thawed. .

She couldn't help rubbing her fingers, they were a little sticky, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Song Qingxiao resisted the nausea, and before he had time to speak to Number Two, the released divine sense sensed the corner on the left front. Something was hiding in the corner, as if waiting for two prey to jump into the trap.