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Chapter Ten The Weird Chamber of Secrets

I muttered a lot, and my mouth was dry and I was short of breath. After listening to her, she only replied: "What a verbose man. I found that the mole on my left hand was gone, so I naturally knew that the body I had received had been swapped.

.So, you are the boyfriend of the second female corpse that was swapped?"

I was immediately choked up by these words.

She said in an extremely arrogant tone: "A coy man doesn't dare to admit that he has a girlfriend. Are you still nagging so much to show how smart you are? Do you think I will like you or something? Tell you, I don't even know that I have a girlfriend."

I won’t like you, so give up. Because..."

I didn't wait for her to finish, and said casually: "Because you like women. Well, I understand. I'm just explaining, don't overthink it, okay?"

She sneered and said: "Humph, you saw that the name of the deceased written on the list was a woman, so you guessed it?"

"Hmm. Su Chujun. This is probably a girl's name. And you said you wouldn't like me and made me give up. Naturally, I thought that you and Su Chujun are not cousins."

She said coldly: "Do you always like to show off so much? With a man like you, even if I like a man, I won't fall in love with you."

I spread my hands and said: "Okay. After saying so much, let's get down to business now. I think you have also discovered that there is a space behind this wall, and two people must cooperate to enter. So... can you consider it?

Cooperate with me?"

She thought for a moment, then suddenly made up her mind and said, "You go first."

Only then did I pick up the flashlight and shine it on her body for a closer look. She had long hair hanging down her shoulders. She was wearing a dark black denim top, black shorts, and black stockings. But she wore a pair of black sportswear.

Shoes, if she wears high heels, and her tall figure, she will definitely fascinate many men. However, there is always not much expression on her face. Although she is not a very outstanding face, she is very delicate, and at first glance, she looks a bit...

Like a boy. Last time I saw her, she didn't seem as cold as she is today. Instead, her face had a touch of sadness and a very weak look. I once thought that if she was a porn lover, she must be a m.

The character, unexpectedly, turned out to be a lesbian. It looked like a T. (In the world of lesbians, t represents the more masculine person, and p represents the more feminine person. This is similar to the expressions of "little gong and little shou" in gays.

Pretty much the same thing.)

I made a "please" gesture: "Ladies first."

She didn't move.

I knew very well that although this person did not deny the reasoning I had just made, I still could not take it lightly. Perhaps, after that emotional injury, I had become accustomed to being on guard mentally and no longer dared to trust anyone easily.

She and I both knew that to enter this pillar to the other side of the wall, two people must cooperate. One person goes in, and the other person can only step on the floor tile and press the button at the same time. If someone outside suddenly gets up

If you are malicious, the person who enters will be locked up on the other side.

Is there a button or something on the opposite side that can make the pillar turn back? I don't know. I only know that if there is not, then the person who goes in can only do a little bit of trapped animal fighting, and then wait and be captured.

If she, this mysterious woman who has not admitted that she is Mingying, acts like Wang Yongshun for me, I will never be fooled again, so I will definitely not be the stupid Boy who did it.

The two of them were in a stalemate for several minutes. Neither one was stupid, and neither one wanted to be a guinea pig.

She couldn't help it anymore, shook her hair and said, "Look at how cowardly you are! If you don't come in, I will!"

Just what I wanted. I nodded calmly.

She hesitated again.

This woman's IQ is not lower than mine, and she's full of shit.

After holding it in for a few more minutes, I could only say: "Forget it, I don't know what's inside, I'd better go in."

She looked at me, still with an indifferent expression, and walked onto the floor without speaking.

I licked my lips: "After I enter, I will knock on the wall as a signal. The first knock means that I am about to enter the pillar, and the second knock means that I have entered the pillar. You can turn the pillar around.

OK?"

She replied angrily: "Stop pretending to be Boi with bird chirping. If you want to get in, you won't be able to get in." As she said that, she pressed her hand on the button and the pillar turned around.

As I walked towards the pillar, I said, "Do you think Mr. Su Chu is dead?"

A trace of sadness flashed across her face, but she quickly recovered and said, "No."

"Why are you so sure?"

"I just think it. Didn't you ask me what I think? That's what I think."

"Oh," I glanced at her and said, "Okay."

I took a deep breath, looked at her, took out a plastic bag from my backpack, took out two pieces of cotton dipped in alcohol, stuffed them into my nostrils, and then walked into the pillar.

The space in the pillar was very small, only one person could fit in. If he was fatter, he might not be able to fit in. I was afraid that my flesh would be squeezed when turning, so I shrank my body inward, pulled the strap of my backpack, and tightened it tightly on my body.

Posted and shouted: "Okay."

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground was heard. Two seconds later, the pillar began to rotate, and after a few clicks, it stopped.

I reached out and touched it, and sure enough, I could walk out after turning the pillar around. I lit up the flashlight and groped my way out.

Except for the faint moonlight that filtered through the gap in the fan blades on the exhaust fan, this room was completely dark. I took a flashlight and looked at it. The furnishings were very simple, with a sofa, a bed, a coffee table, and a wall on the side.

There is a glass panel, a freezer, and a large basin. Judging from the shape, it should be a bathtub. The floor of this compartment is made of wood, and it is surrounded by dark wallpaper. Under the dim flashlight, it is impossible to see exactly what it is.

Color. Even though my nose was stuffed with cotton, I could still smell a strange smell.

When you walk out of the pillar, there is no light switch next to it. In this windowless room, are all the people who come in working in the dark?

There is a lamp on the table, but I don't dare to turn it on. If the light leaks through the gap between the fan blades of the exhaust fan and is seen by others, and I am still in this prison-like place, wouldn't I be asking for death?

There is no wallpaper on the wall on the left. There is a clip board hanging on it that reads:

2007427 Jiang Chen

200752 Gu Chen

2007512 Jiang Chen

2007519 Jiang Chen

2007523 Jiang Feng

200761 Jiang Chen

Next to the clip board, there were some black ghost symbols painted on it. I reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be dried blood. The graphic was very simple, with three circles nested inside each other. If two more were added, it would be the Olympic five-ring flag.

.Beside this ghost symbol, there are several foreign language words written in blood: vivo

They all look like English letters.

, is it an English name? Bella? I think of an American musician I was obsessed with, Fleck, a banjo player who has won 20 Grammy nominations. But the following words made me give up on using these words.

Think of it as an English idea. These words are not English words at all.

No matter what it is, anything abnormal is a monster. I held up the flashlight in one hand, took out my mobile phone in the other, took pictures, and then walked towards the freezer.

This freezer is undoubtedly the most curious thing in the room. It is about the same size as the one at home. Based on various circumstances, it is not difficult to judge that there is probably a stiff corpse frozen inside.

Lifting the lid, there was also a glass door underneath, which was basically similar to my freezer. It was foggy inside, so the view was not very clear. I simply opened the glass door, reached out and waved the cold fog, and then I saw clearly that there was indeed a person lying inside.

A female corpse.

The cold mist drifted out, and I accidentally breathed in through my mouth, inhaling some mist, and suddenly felt dizzy. There must be something weird about this mist - the mist in the freezer is the cold air that condenses when it meets the moisture in the outside air.

Yes, there is very little mist that will linger inside the freezer without opening the freezer door. Unfortunately, I didn’t think of it just now, and I don’t know if it will be poisonous if it is inhaled into the lungs.

I held my breath, took out the sealed plastic bag containing the tinfoil unlocking tool, put some mist in it, and sealed the mouth. Then I stepped aside and saw a switch on the wall. I quickly pressed it and the exhaust fan started to rotate.

After searching the room, I found an ashtray on the coffee table next to the sofa. There was a large amount of ash in it, which should be cigar ashes, but strangely, there was no cigar butt. I picked it up and looked at it.

The quality of this cigar is very good, and the ash does not scatter. The ash is scattered in the ashtray one by one. There are a lot of them, which means that this cigar is very long, but it should not be a trinidad cigar. I have only seen this kind of cigar once, and it was specially made for cards.

Even if you have money, you can't buy Stro's.

Suddenly, I discovered that there was a section in the soot, one end of which was in the shape of a small cone.


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