"Hey … hey!" Feng Bujue was stunned for half a second before he roared. "You're joking, right?!"
"I'm not joking." Gu Chen actually replied loudly from outside the door.
"Then at least unlock my handcuffs for me!" Feng Bujue said as he stood up from the chair and quickly ran to the door.
"Didn't you dislocate your thumbs when I sat down and spoke to you for the first time …" Gu Chen said calmly.
"Fuck … how did you know?!" Feng Bujue said in shock.
"I also know that you're hiding behind the door right now …" Gu Chen said to Brother Jue in a calm tone that made him want to beat him up. "If I agree to unlock the door for you, then … the moment I open the door, you'll launch a surprise attack on me." He shook his head. "I advise you to give up on these crooked ideas as soon as possible. Hurry up and think of a way to deal with the evil spirit in the room."
"Can't you give me a hint?!" Feng Bujue asked as he took off the handcuffs (he could have taken them off a long time ago) and quickly repositioned his thumbs.
"Do you think this is a game?" Gu Chen laughed. "Heh … fine, I'll give you a hint." He paused for half a second before continuing, "First, you have to 'see' your target before you can deal with him. Do you understand?"
"Understand my ass!" Feng Bujue said. "Are you telling me to activate my Yin Yang Eyes?"
"Hmph … take your time, I'm leaving." Gu Chen ignored Brother Jue's ridicule. "If you can survive, I'll see you in ten minutes." As he spoke, his voice and footsteps gradually faded away …
"This isn't good …" At this moment, Feng Bujue suddenly returned to his usual calm state. His eyes also became sharp. "He really left …" He scratched his head. "I thought that if I pretended to be panicked, he would give me more hints … could it be that he saw through me …"
Brother Jue didn't slow down as he pondered. He quickly walked to the table and placed the lamp on the ground. Then, he picked up the table and brought it to a corner of the room. Then, he brought another chair over and placed it on the table.
"Hmm …" Feng Bujue stood there and looked at the table and chair in front of him. "The height of the table is 1.2 meters, and the height of the chair is 52 centimeters, which adds up to 172 centimeters. With my height of 1.79 meters, it's 351 centimeters … As long as I stand on my tiptoes and stretch my arms upward, I should be able to touch it …"
He made a quick estimation, then climbed onto the table and the chair.
The table was a square four-legged table. It was placed against the corner of the wall and was very stable. It couldn't be pushed over even if one wanted to. The surface of the chair was also relatively wide, and the bottom of the chair was relatively stable. Under such conditions, naturally, Feng Bujue could do what he wanted without worry.
Soon, Brother Jue removed the video camera from the corner of the ceiling and returned it to the ground.
"Ah … As expected, there is a built-in backup power supply (Once the AC/DC power supply is interrupted, it will automatically switch to battery mode)." Feng Bujue fiddled with the video camera a few times, then lifted up a video screen. He held it in front of his eyes like a DV and observed the environment of the room through the camera's lens.
"Eh? There's nothing … "He only used a few seconds to look through the entire room, but he didn't find anything out of the ordinary." Did I misunderstand? Should I use another method to look? "He said to himself." Or … is that Chief Gu tricking me? Is there really nothing in this room? "
His mind was spinning rapidly. After thinking for a few seconds, he felt that the probability of Gu Chen joking with him was relatively low … Moreover, he thought of another method.
"Looks like … I have to turn off the light …" Feng Bujue did as he said. He walked back to the center of the room and placed the lamp on the chair that hadn't been moved. Then … he turned off the switch.
Click — —
Following the sound of the lights being turned off, the room became pitch black.
In the next second, Feng Bujue turned on the video camera's night vision mode and held it in front of his eyes again.
"Whoa … There really is something …" This time, Brother Jue finally saw something "unclean" through the camera.
In the bright environment, the room looked normal. But in the pitch-black darkness … Feng Bujue saw a huge change in the scenery in front of his eyes. He realized that the six walls in the room weren't painted with graffiti … Instead, they were painted with countless charms. And in the middle of the ceiling, there was a huge, pupa-like object embedded horizontally. All the charms seemed to be drawn around this giant pupa-like object, and gradually spread out in all directions until they covered all six walls of the room.
"The so-called evil spirit … is inside this pupa-like object …" Feng Bujue raised his head and pointed the camera at the ceiling. He muttered, "I can see it … And it doesn't look like it has started to act. The problem is … if this thing really starts to act, how should I deal with it … "
Perhaps even Brother Jue himself didn't realize that his current performance was a bit too calm … This wasn't a virtual world, this was real life. Even those masters in the game, in real life … they were just ordinary people. If they were faced with the situation that Feng Bujue was facing at this moment, they would be trembling in fear and unable to move.
Of course, there would be people who would say … Feng Bujue's fear was sealed, that this was normal, right?
But I say … that's not right. Not having fear doesn't mean that there isn't panic, shock, and other emotions.
Brother Jue's calmness was mainly due to his personality. Even if his fear seal was lifted, he would still have the same reaction …
"Ugh …" Suddenly, a low groan came from the pupa-like object, interrupting Brother Jue's thoughts.
At this moment, a cold feeling suddenly surrounded Feng Bujue. It was as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave, and even breathing became abnormally difficult. All the muscles in his body felt stiff and numb …
"Tsk … Is this the beginning …" Feng Bujue quickly recovered from the momentary shock and muttered in a low voice.
In terms of willpower, Feng Bujue was obviously superior to ordinary people. He was able to twist and break his own finger in the middle of a conversation … This was enough to explain a lot …
Therefore, in the face of this sudden and terrifying situation, he didn't panic … He immediately made a very constructive action — he turned around and turned on the light.
Click —
However … this time, when he flipped the switch, the table lamp didn't light up again.
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