Half an hour later, I woke them up. At this time, sleeping for half an hour was more uncomfortable than not sleeping at all, so I stayed awake and alert.

The big anchor seemed to be glued to the bed and refused to get up. In the end, I could only kick him on the butt twice and said: "Get up quickly, or you will die if you sleep again."

It took a lot of effort for the two of them to be woken up by me. Xiao Miao was feeling better, but Da Ao was rubbing his eyes as if he was sleepwalking, and walked out without even taking his bag or weapons.

When he opened the door, he was hit by a blast of cool air, which made Da Ao shiver, and he suddenly sobered up a lot.

"Why is it so cold?" said the anchor.

Xiaomiao asked me what I was doing, and I told him it was a tactic. While they were resting, I would defeat them one by one!

Xiaomiao praised me a lot. Xiaomiao looked at me like I was an idol, with a look of enthrallment on my face...

"Stop flattering and keep up!" Big Anchor said.

The anchor was already fully awake. He took the lead and I took the lead. The sky was still dark and seemed a little abnormal.

I lowered my head and was about to move forward when someone's flashlight actually turned on. It was the anchor again! I took his flashlight and turned it off. His behavior was simply "suicide".

"You have also been on the battlefield. How can you lose your vigilance so quickly?"

"You can't see clearly without turning on the flashlight..." Dawhao said with grievance.

"Just follow me!" I said.

Fortunately, the wooden building looked darker in the dark night, and the general outline could be seen. I groped forward and wanted to take a look upstairs. Suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder, and my heart skipped a beat. It turned out to be a big cat!

"What are you doing? Scared me." I said.

"Lao Fan, you said there are so many great gentlemen, but why don't any of them snore?" said the anchor.

"Brother Big Anchor, just because you snore doesn't mean that others do too..." Xiao Miao said in a low voice.

"This is a matter of probability as Lao Fan said before. Nothing can be so absolute! You are still young," said the anchor.

In fact, I also discovered this problem. It was only after Big Anchor said this that I paid attention to it. It seemed like no one was living in the house. Several years of combat experience made me feel that this matter is not simple.

The anchor did a much more reliable job this time than before, so I gave him a thumbs up. I originally planned to go to the third floor or above to check, but then turned back to the first floor.

I tiptoed to the first floor and lay down at the door to listen to what was going on inside. Unexpectedly, the door opened by itself. "Creak..." The three of us were shocked. Something strange happened this night.

There are many unpredictable and strange things on the boat, and anything unreliable can happen. In the past few years, there were more than 20 people killed on a fishing boat, but only four came back.

In the end, I found out that these four people were killed. The process was tortuous and terrifying, and the ugliness of human nature was vividly displayed on the lonely ship. It can definitely be filmed.

Movie. This is a true story, and it has been reported in the news before.

"Don't these people lock their doors when they sleep?" Before the anchor could finish speaking, I had already crossed the threshold.

"Oh! Lao Fan, how did you get in? What if it's Miss Li..." The anchor was still talking, and I had already walked into the house.

Now you can't play cards according to common sense. If there is no one on the bed, it means that the opponent has already taken action, and all methods of defeating it are meaningless.

I turned on the flashlight and shined it directly on the bed!

The anchor ran over and said, "Isn't there someone here...Why did you turn on the flashlight?"

I lifted up the quilt, and Dacheng shouted behind me: "Hey! Hey! Hey! Lao Fan, you are going a little too far... What if someone is naked..."

Before the anchor finished speaking, he closed his mouth because there was a paper man lying on the bed! The paper man lay flat on his back and raised his head, but his eyes fell on his cheeks, staring at the three of us sideways.

Da Ao angrily picked up the paper man and threw it to the ground. He trampled it to pieces with his feet and muttered: "Let you and I deal with these useless things, tear them apart one by one!"

I asked them to turn on their flashlights. At this time, it didn't matter whether they turned them on or not. The other party had already started to take action. They looked confused and followed me to another room. The same thing, no one was there.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Xiaomiao asked.

"We've been discovered a long time ago! Then let's come in the open! Big anchor, pick up the guy and be alert," I said.

"Okay! I'm almost choked, I'm just waiting for your words!" Da Anchor took out a big knife.

The knife may not be useful at this time, but it is an excellent psychological "stabilizer".

There are no people on the second floor. The third and fourth floors are indeed full of things, but they are not other tenants as the old man said, just some porcelain jars.

The shape of the porcelain vat is similar to the large vat used to pickle pickles in the village in the old days, but the size is different.

The three of us looked at these things curiously and touched them with our hands. They seemed to be coated with a layer of wax and smelled weird.

"Lao Fan, what are these things?" said the anchor.

"Hee hee..." Laughter came from nearby, sounding like a child's voice. "Hee hee..."

"Over there!" I rushed over and saw nothing. The big anchor was blocked behind and I didn't find anyone.

"Hehe...hehe..."

"Over there!" He followed the path in the middle of the porcelain vat to a corner, where there were two porcelain vats, one large and one small.

Every time we were about to catch this little guy, he disappeared in an instant. This was like playing guerrilla warfare with us.

I chased him a little impatiently, this was his territory, the three of us were very passive...

The anchor ran to me and asked me if I was sure the child was here. I nodded and said yes.

The anchor looked around in confusion, even looking at human figures

He disappeared. He kept saying: "What a ghost..."

I patted Da Ao on the shoulder and pointed to the porcelain vat. Da Ao quickly understood what I meant. As partners and comrades in arms for so many years, there is still a tacit understanding.

"Open!" Before I could finish my words, the anchor cut the paper wrapped around the cylinder head with a knife.

The paper on the cylinder cover is divided into two layers: the outer layer is yellow paper; the inner layer looks like oiled paper coated with tung oil.

When I opened the lid, a fishy smell hit my face. There was a "clunk" sound, and something came out of it. When I took a closer look, I saw that it was a skinned male corpse!

Because it was so close, the popping head almost hit the tip of my nose, and I was so scared that the vomit in my throat was swallowed back.

"I'll go! What the hell is this?" Big Anchor cursed, and Xiaomiao took two steps back.

"Open that one too." After saying that, we both opened several cylinder heads. There were men, women, children, and old people inside. The common feature among them was that they were all skinned!

The woman's hair was floating in the unknown liquid, as if it was trying to crawl out of the tank.

The body was sallow in color and somewhat transparent when illuminated with a flashlight, like a canned yellow peach.

"Is this a fucking canned human body?" Big Anchor said.

"Canned food made from human skin is easier to eat," Xiaomiao said.

"It's different to be educated!" Dawhao gave a thumbs up.

"You two, be respectful! Don't give everyone nicknames. These people look quite pitiful." I scolded them.

"Brother Qifan, I'm sorry..." Xiaomiao said.

"So many skinless corpses are indeed a bit cruel. Wait until I find the murderer and see if I don't beat him to death!" Anchor took away the hand that was covering his nose.

At this time, the surrounding jars began to shake, and at the same time, the oil paper on the lid bulged like a steamed bun, and the contents inside seemed to be drilled out. This was true for all jars.

"Where's the body in the tank?" Big Anchor pointed to the tank containing the child.

"There are footprints!" Xiaomiao pointed to her feet, and I suddenly shuddered.

"Go upstairs! Hurry!" I said.

The three of us went all the way to the seventh floor, where the scene was like this. The anchor sighed: "How many people have died here..."

When I reached the seventh floor and paused, I discovered that there was a faint light inside the room.

"Keep your voice down and take a look first." I said while squatting down.

The door is not closed tightly. The porcelain jars are gathered from both sides of the room toward the middle. There are not many jars in this room, so there is a lot of space in the middle.

There were many people standing in the gap, the same ones who had been drinking before. They stood there as straight as zombies, as if they had their eyes closed and couldn't see clearly.
Chapter completed!