Mo Shouchen didn't expect that the other party had such detailed information about him. If the above skills and ghosts were not described in such vague terms, he would have doubted whether the other party could read minds and could directly see through his inner thoughts.

Based on the contents of the notebook, Mo Shouchen speculated that the other party should have recorded this information bit by bit based on the descriptions of those who had fought with him.

Who actually recorded this information?

Is it the "boss"?

Why is he paying so much attention to himself?

What on earth does he want to do?

One question after another popped up in Mo Shouchen's mind. He felt that with the strength of the "boss", it would be easy to kill him, but why did the other party go to such trouble?

Is it just for fun?

Just like a cat catching a mouse, it releases the mouse again and again just for fun. When it gets tired of playing, it will eat the mouse without mercy.

Mo Shouchen's fists clenched loudly. He hated this feeling of being completely controlled but powerless.

"Pah...pah...pah..."

Footsteps suddenly came from the basement corridor. Although the sound was very small, because the basement was relatively empty and it was very quiet, Mo Shouchen heard the sound in time.

somebody is coming!

The door to the basement is sealed and locked, so the possibility of apartment staff entering is very slim.

So the people walking in the corridor at this time are most likely the people Qian Manying is looking for.

After seeing the contents of the notebook, Mo Shouchen's confidence was severely damaged, so when he found out someone was coming, his first reaction was not to resist, but to hide quickly.

There were really few places to hide in this room. He looked around anxiously, and his eyes finally settled on the single bed next to him.

"Wow!"

The sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole came from outside the house. Mo Shouchen no longer hesitated. He pushed the bedroom door open, then turned off the flashlight and got under the bed.

As soon as he got in, he smelled a putrid smell, and the smell seemed to be very close to him.

But because the flashlight was turned off and the surroundings were dark, he couldn't see what exactly the smell was emitting.

The security door outside was opened, and a faint light came from under the crack of the bedroom door. The person who walked in also flashed a flashlight.

Although there wasn't much light entering the bedroom, it was enough for Mo Shouchen, who was hiding under the bed, to see his surroundings clearly.

Now he finally knew what was giving off the rancid smell.

In front of him was a distorted face, with wide eyes and a big mouth, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Just now, he was face to face with this face, and the tips of their noses were almost touching. However, at such a close distance, he did not feel that this face was breathing. In other words, this was the face of a dead person.

Mo Shouchen was so frightened that his heart almost exploded. If he hadn't put his fingers into his mouth in time and bit it hard, he would have almost cried out uncontrollably.

He slowly moved his body to the side, and then he saw clearly that the owner of this face was tied to the back of the bed. No wonder he didn't find it when he checked under the bed just now.

The face of this corpse is not rotten, but the body exudes a faint rotten smell. It must have been dead for a few days.

Based on this, it is speculated that this person should be the missing private detective.

Mo Shouchen didn't have time to think about why the murderer tied the body to the back of the bed, because at this time the mysterious man outside had already entered the bedroom.

He could only hold his breath and pray silently that he would never be discovered, otherwise he might be the next one tied to the back of the bed.

After the mysterious man entered the bedroom, he walked directly to the desk and sat down, and then heard the sound of turning over a notebook.

It seems that he should be the owner of the notebook.

Mo Shouchen was struggling in his heart. He wanted to stick his head out of the bed to see who this mysterious man was, but he was also afraid that he would be discovered.

After hesitating for a while, he finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and decided to take a sneak peek.

Because the mysterious man was sitting with his back to the bed, he would not be discovered as long as he did not make any noise.

Mo Shouchen took a gentle breath, and then slowly moved his body outside, but now he had to face the old man who was tied to the bed board.

Because that face was so terrifying, Mo Shouchen simply closed his eyes and continued to move outside.

He waited until he felt that he was almost far away from that face before he opened his eyes.

However, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He remembered that the eyes of the corpse were clearly looking forward just now, but why did those wide-eyed eyes turn around now?

Could it be that the corpse's eyes were moving with him?

Thinking of this possibility, the hair on Mo Shouchen's body stood up, but then something even more terrifying happened.

The twisted face of the corpse gradually changed, and he... was actually smiling!

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