Chapter 1120
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She stopped the car and slowly walked in.
There was a strange smell in the air, it was like a corroded corpse mixed with formalin.
Luo Qingchen looked at her phone, it had already been forty five minutes, so there should be fifteen minutes before the bomb exploded.
Standing at the top of the stairs, there were things related to a young girl's heart.
There were dolls, clothes, cosmetics, and perfume.
Luo Qingchen knit her brows, not understanding the meaning of this.
After all, according to Lu Ou's plan, the one standing here should be Du Jiu Sheng.
Then these things should be … …
Du Ling Er's … …
She narrowed her eyes and walked up step by step. The stairs were covered in white dust and there were more things as she went up, so there was more dust.
It wasn't until she saw a huge photo of Du Ling 'er on the wall of the second floor that she was sure that everything she saw about girls belonged to Du Ling' er.
Lu Ou was indeed more terrifying than he had imagined. He was so meticulous that he even used the already dead Du Ling 'er.
This abandoned building didn't have a third floor, the entrance to the third floor was blocked by a cement wall with a skull painted on it, a sign that prohibited chemicals.
Luo Qingchen didn't look around because her eyes were completely attracted by the two things on the second floor.
One was Du Jie on the chair and the other was a rectangular object covered in red cloth.
Luo Qingchen didn't know what it was, but she was certain that the formalin smell came from it.
In the next second, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she walked towards the location of the tribulation.
When she came close, she felt that something was wrong.
There was a time bomb hanging from the person tied to the chair and the timer was ten minutes and thirty five seconds.
He was wearing a black woolen coat and his head was hanging down, so she couldn't see his face.
Although she didn't know much about Du Jie, Xia Wan had said before: Our family can't raise fur, he is allergic to fur.
This kind of person, how could he wear a woolen coat!
Luo Qingchen stepped back slowly, but she didn't expect that 'Du Jie', who was sitting on the chair, slowly raised his head and stared at her with a strange smile.
No, perhaps it wasn't that he was transcending a tribulation … Rather, it should be that he was Mu Lanfeng.
"How come it's you?" When he saw Luo Qingchen, his eyebrows were obviously stunned.
He never thought that the person who came here would be Luo Qingchen and not Du Jiu Sheng.
The next second, Luo Qingchen shrugged and chuckled, "It seems that your military counselor isn't that good!"
This place really was specially prepared for Du Jiu Sheng. Even when she walked in, she felt a very sad feeling.
It was probably because Du Ling 'er's things were too real that she couldn't help but shudder.
However, what Mu Lanfeng did in the next second made her hair stand on end.
"My military counselor is the most powerful military counselor in the world." As soon as his voice fell, he raised his right hand and pulled the red cloth to the side.
What entered her eyes was Du Jie with his eyes dug out and his limbs cut off. He was soaked in a giant vat of formalin and there was also a broken urn.
Inside, there should have been Du Ling Er's ashes.
Then the white dust that fell on the stairs just now … …
"He thinks that he doesn't need to die after killing someone?" Luo Qingchen's fingers trembled as a determined look appeared in her eyes.
After doing such a perverted thing, did he think that he could still live?
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