In the school canteen - of course, even the canteen is divided into several levels: the civilian canteen on the first floor, where you can eat for ten yuan, and there are even cheaper ones. Then there are the second and third floors.
cafeteria.
At a private seat near the window of the restaurant, his teammates mysteriously used their mobile phones to open a web page in front of Dong Shaofeng... What caught his eye was a pixel pattern that looked like the interface of a horror game from the last century.
Due to the low pixels, it was only possible to see the outline of the website portal clearly - even so, there was still a feeling that made Dong Shaofeng feel chilled in his heart.
The four sides of the screen are pitch black, and in the middle is a doll with straight bangs wearing a gothic skirt. It holds a knife in its hand, and a weird and bloody smile can be seen on its face - the moon is in the background.
Total eclipse, exuding a dark red halo.
The name of his teammate was Aqiang. Seeing that Dong Shaofeng seemed a little interested, he stuck out his head and said, "This is introduced to me by someone. It is said to be very effective. The owner of the horror house can help you curse anything you want to curse."
people."
The teammate next to him was stunned when he heard this. His name is Mingzhen - his surname is Ming and his first name is Zhen. He is usually called Ah Zhen - Ah Qiang and Ah Zhen have always been Dong Shaofeng's teammates in school.
In fact, Ah Zhen and Ah Qiang have known each other since they were children. On a starry night, they became good friends.
Taking another casual look at the website portal of the so-called 'Horror House of Curses', Dong Shaofeng shook his head, looked at Aqiang and said calmly: "If it weren't for the fact that the school has reserved some places for local students, if it wasn't for your boss who opened the
This processing factory still has some assets and has donated a lot. I really can’t figure out how you, as smart as you, can come here to study.”
"Oh no, Mr. Feng, the key is, no matter if I can do it or not, the important thing is that I'm already in bed, okay?"
Dong Shaofeng rolled his eyes and said, "You can go play by yourself."
Shaking his head, Dong Shaofeng had already finished his lunch. He stood up and left his seat - usually at this time, he would choose to take a nap in the gymnasium lounge - he was a member of the school basketball team.
"Try it, you won't lose a piece of meat." Aqiang ignored Dong Shaofeng's disdain, grabbed his phone and began to study.
"Ah Qiang, let me take a look too?" Ah Zhen sat over at once.
"Oh, don't get so close! It's hot!"
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Today, Dong Shaofeng did not go to his usual nap place, but came to the front of the study room - next to a vending machine outside the study room.
A girl with a good figure and good looks was being kissed by Dong Shaofeng. Admittedly, Dong Shaofeng, who had already had too much experience, easily teased the girl until she became confused and fascinated.
Especially in this semi-secret, semi-public place, the stimulation that can be easily discovered makes the girl's already sensitive parts even more sensitive.
Different from the emotions of girls... Dong Shaofeng's skilled skills did not cause any turmoil in his heart.
Finally, the girl gasped, and her lips separated from Dong Shaofeng's... her body bones seemed to have almost softened, and she pressed against Dong Shaofeng's chest.
"You are so bad, deliberately choosing a place like this..." the girl said coquettishly, "You don't usually come here."
However, maybe you can enjoy the tranquility after this tenderness. After all, it is a study room, and the surrounding area is very quiet - but suddenly, a sudden burst of singing broke the tranquility.
The girl poked her head out from the vending machine and looked at the study room a few meters away. Through the glass, she could see a thin boy wearing glasses in the study room. For some reason, he stood on the table.
He started to sing songs at the top of his lungs and danced.
"Is this person too stressed?" The girl just felt novel.
Dong Shaofeng smiled slightly - this was the smile that had only appeared since his tryst with this girl here until now.
It seemed that he was being intimate with this flower that others envied, and nothing that happened in the study room at this time made him care.
He put the phone back into his belt, and then whispered something into the girl's ear. The girl lowered her head slightly... and nodded.
The man and woman at the vending machine here quietly left. The boy with glasses in the study room over there, who was yelling at the top of his voice, jumped down suddenly, then lowered his head and returned to his seat. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he started talking randomly.
After he finished packing his things, he rushed out with his schoolbag in hand and his head lowered.
There are no teachers in the university's study rooms... Well, it's just an interlude, and no one pays much attention to it. Maybe it's because you are under too much pressure?
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It is also self-study. Some people choose to study in the self-study room, and some choose to be in the library - some choose to be in the sofa area inside the library, and some choose to be on the grass on the shore of the artificial lake outside the library.
"What are you painting?"
A very discernible voice... Tara's voice suddenly sounded behind Chen Mingming, followed by a cold feeling that came close to Chen Mingming's neck.
Chen Mingming frowned subconsciously. This girl always seemed to be able to find him out of the blue... He did not pick up the mineral water that Tara stuffed into his neck like a prank.
But Tara sat down next to him, and then snatched Chen Mingming's notebook directly from his hand.
The above is a sketch, drawn with a blue ballpoint pen. It seems to be almost complete.
"You are going crazy!" Tara just glanced at her and held her chest. I felt pity for her, "There is such an outstanding girl beside me! You actually draw a boy!"
"Pun intended?"
"No pun intended!" Tara glared back.
Chen Mingming smiled and asked curiously: "Where are you going to take me to look for today?"
Tara pouted and thought for a moment, then suddenly narrowed her eyes, then directly pulled Chen Mingming's body down and placed it on her legs, "In a dream!"
For some reason, Chen Mingming felt that he didn't resist such contact - it wasn't because of the softness of the girl's legs or the smell of her body.
It's because time seems to slow down and it's easy to feel tired. It's like lying on the grassland under the blue sky and white clouds...as if you can really see the blue sky.
But a message prompt suddenly broke the tranquility of the moment.
Chen Mingming's increasingly heavy eyelids suddenly opened, he picked up his phone and took a look.
Tara took another look and saw that it seemed to be an ID with a blank grid on the avatar. At the same time, she also discovered that the social software on Chen Mingming's phone was really clean.
After Chen Mingming read the message, he deleted it and returned the interface to blank.
Only then did Tara realize that it was not always so clean, but that he had always kept it clean.
"Why delete it? There is an ulterior secret that can't be seen by others?" Tara said jokingly: "Could it be that you have another woman?!"
"A friend." Chen Mingming said calmly: "Ask me something."
"Then you won't reply?"
"It's not necessary." Chen Mingming said calmly.
"It's so cold." Tara shook her head, and at the same time stretched out her finger to poke Chen Mingming's cheek.
But Chen Mingming's tiredness came again and he ignored it.
Tara suddenly asked at this time: "Have you ever heard of the Curse House of Horror?"
"What is that..." Chen Mingming was confused and drifted off to sleep.
Tara glanced at Chen Mingming, whose breathing had slowed down, then smiled slightly, lowered her head with gentle eyes, and reached out to press his forehead.
An unusually pure and clean spiritual energy began to float around... On the lake, blue waves rippled.
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When Chen Mingming woke up, Tara disappeared again, just like before.
Just when I opened the notebook, I saw that my sketch had been painted into child-like doodles - and a Q-shaped human face with a tongue sticking out was added.
At this time the phone rang.
"Do you have time this afternoon? Let's come out and talk."
It's Zhou Yusheng's phone number.
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Bureau.
During lunch break, Xiaobao was working hard in the office - next to him was a piece of instant noodles that he had just finished eating!
suddenly.
"Xiaobao——!!"
A sudden shouting startled Xiaobao, so Xiaobao's hand suddenly shook - the priest known as the "Milk God Xiaobao" in the game was originally planning to throw a single target to his teammates, and then
I clicked the wrong skill and turned it into a magic antibody - so the teammates with residual health were instantly hacked to death by the machete of the physical monster...
"Lin Feng, fuck your sister!!" Xiaobao turned around and said angrily: "I'm about to clear the first floor of the Taiyin Demon King Tower! Fighting in vain!!!"
"Taiyin Demon King's Castle? What is this?" Lin Feng reached out and touched Xiaobao's forehead: "You don't have a fever?"
"Go, go, go! What do you know! It's a new version now, and everyone is rushing to rush to the tower! It's been so many days, and most of them haven't broken through the first level yet. There was hope today, but I still risked being killed by the new one.
The danger discovered by the Nan forensic doctor who came here... is all your fault!" Xiaobao said angrily.
"Don't you have two very powerful friends? Let them guide you." Lin Feng shrugged and sat casually on the table.
Xiaobao stretched his waist and said... Anyway, he killed the mt in the team. At this moment, he was being scolded on the screen. He simply didn't bother to look at it. "They are preparing to break through the ninth floor. Where are they free? The ninth floor of Demon King's Castle
In one area, you have to blow up the ninth floor of the first area to get to the area below."
"I don't understand." Lin Feng also yawned.
Xiaobao frowned, "Are you very free? What are you doing here?"
Lin Feng sighed and said: "I'm still confused about the corpse dismemberment case. Director Liu trained Sir Ma and Sir Zhou for more than an hour this morning, and then they came back to train us for more than an hour. It's not over yet.
.”
"Oh, it turns out you came here to take refuge with me." Xiaobao poured Lin Feng a glass of water.
"Yes, Master Bao, Brother Bao, please rescue us. Do you have any new discoveries?" Lin Feng asked expectantly.
Xiaobao said: "There are no useful clues at all at the scene. The murderer really destroyed all traces... This is the first time I have seen such a cautious and cautious murderer. Generally speaking, any murderer will
There are two types, conscious killing and unconscious killing. Unconscious killing will leave a lot of traces, which is relatively simple. As for conscious killing, it must be well-planned, so after killing, they will intentionally clean up the surrounding traces - but you
Think about it, even if it is an intentional killing, a period of time must have passed from beginning to end. No matter how careful you are, it is impossible to say that there is no trace of evidence left - unless he executes every step perfectly.
But if this is the case, then this murderer is really terrible. You see, dismemberment is a very cruel thing, which shows that the murderer's psychology is particularly twisted, and the scene was handled so cleanly, which shows that he is another
Calm man... come and see!"
With that said, Xiaobao logged out of the game with tears in his eyes, and then began to read the files, "These are the photos I later took at the death scene of Wang Liang and Wu Rong. How do you feel when you look at these photos?"
Picture after picture began to flash in Lin Feng's eyes.
The shoe cabinet at the entrance of the entrance, the living room, the room, the kitchen, the bathroom... and the freezer used to hide the body.
"Can you see anything?" Xiaobao looked at Lin Feng and asked.
Sir Lin frowned, crossed his chest and tilted his head. After a while, he said: "It seems... they are all too neat?"
"Yes, it's neat." Xiaobao nodded, "Although no one has lived there for a long time and most places are dusty, everything here is arranged very neatly, even in the cupboards.
The stacked bowls are all placed in the same direction...Look, this is from Wang Liang's family, and this is from Wu Rong's family, are they all placed like this?"
"It's really..." Lin Feng opened his mouth.
Xiaobao said: "Yes, Wang Liang and Wu Rong are people with different personalities. Why do the places where they live have such similar feelings?"
"You mean... this was all done by the murderer?" Lin Feng rubbed his brows: "Is this mysophobia too serious? Obsessive-compulsive disorder?"
"I don't know about that." Xiaobao shrugged and said, "But even if you know the murderer's character, it's actually of no use... Now it seems like you can't even find anyone with suspicion?"
"Alas..." Lin Feng looked downcast, "It seems that there is a mysterious force that is secretly controlling everything."
"Hey, Brother Feng, it turns out that you are also a member of the same path? It seems that I am not alone!"
Lin Feng's phone suddenly rang.
"...Okay, I understand. I'll take someone over right now to take a look."
Xiaobao asked curiously, "What's wrong, Sir Ma's soul-chasing phone?"
Lin Feng shook his head, "No, someone reported a crime and found a man who hanged himself. I have to go over first to see what's going on... I guess you will be notified soon."
Seeing Lin Feng walking out in a hurry, Xiaobao clapped his palms and spread them out, asking: "Can I still fight the boss today?"
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"Today's harvest is pretty good."
On the street, the master-servant duo walked slowly - even now, Boss Luo's habit of visiting supermarkets on sale days has not changed.
But when passing by an alley, Luo Qiu and the maid lady both stopped at the same time.
The two of them looked inside.
I saw an inconspicuous light box billboard standing in a dark alley... The lights on the light box billboard were only slightly bright.
It read: Cursed House of Horrors.
"When did a store like this open here?" Luo Qiu said curiously.
