"Curse the Haunted House? What's that? "
In the school's cafeteria — of course, even the cafeteria was divided into several levels. The commoner's cafeteria on the first floor was 10 yuan, and there were even cheaper ones. Then there were the cafeterias on the second and third floors.
In a private room near the window, his teammate mysteriously opened a web page in front of Dong Shaofeng with his phone. What entered his eyes was a pixel pattern that looked like the interface of a horror game from the last century.
Because of the low pixel, he could only see the outline of the website. Even so, Dong Shaofeng still felt a chill in his heart.
The four sides of the screen were dark, and in the middle was a doll with bangs wearing a gothic style dress. It held a knife in its hand, and on its face was a creepy and bloody smile. The background was a total lunar eclipse, emitting a dark red halo.
His teammate's name was Ah Qiang. Seeing Dong Shaofeng's interest, he poked his head out. "Someone introduced this to me. They said it's very effective. The owner of the Haunted House can help you curse anyone you want."
The teammate beside him was stunned. His name was Ming Zhen. His surname was Ming and his name was Zhen. He was usually called Ah Zhen out of habit. Ah Qiang and Ah Zhen had always been Dong Shaofeng's teammates in school.
In fact, Ah Zhen and Ah Qiang had known each other since they were young. On a starry night, they became good friends.
Dong Shaofeng casually glanced at the website of the so-called "cursed house" and shook his head. He looked at Ah Qiang and said indifferently, "If it weren't for the fact that the school reserved some degrees for local students, and if it weren't for the fact that your boss opened a processing plant and donated a lot of money, I really don't understand how a wise and farsighted person like you could come to school here."
"Ah, no, Young Master Feng, the point is, whether I can do it or not, what's important is that I'm already online, okay?"
Dong Shaofeng rolled his eyes. "Go play by yourself."
Shaking his head, Dong Shaofeng got up and left his seat. Usually, at this time, he would choose to take a nap in the gymnasium's lounge. He was a member of the school's basketball team.
"Just try it. It's not like you'll lose anything." Ah Qiang ignored Dong Shaofeng's disdain and grabbed his phone to study it.
"Ah Qiang, let me have a look." Ah Zhen sat down.
"Ah, don't come so close! It's hot! "
…
Today, Dong Shaofeng didn't go to the place where he usually took his afternoon nap. Instead, he went to the self-study room — next to a vending machine outside the self-study room.
A beautiful girl was being hugged and kissed by Dong Shaofeng. Admittedly, Dong Shaofeng, who had a lot of experience, easily teased the girl to the point where she was a little delirious.
Especially in this kind of semi-secret and semi-public place, the stimulation that could be easily discovered made a girl's already sensitive parts even more sensitive.
Unlike the passion of a girl … Under Dong Shaofeng's skillful technique, there was not a single ripple in his heart.
Finally, the girl gasped for breath and separated from Dong Shaofeng's lips … Her body seemed to have softened as she pressed herself against Dong Shaofeng's chest.
"You're so bad, deliberately picking this kind of place …" The girl said coquettishly, "You don't usually come here."
However, perhaps he could enjoy the peace after this kind of tenderness. After all, it was a self-study room and the surroundings were very quiet — but suddenly, a burst of singing broke the silence.
The girl stuck her head out of the vending machine and looked at the self-study room a few meters away. Through the glass, she could see that in the self-study room, there was a thin boy with glasses. At this time, for some reason, he stood on the table and began to sing at the top of his voice, dancing and dancing.
"Is this person too stressed?" The girl just felt curious.
Only then did Dong Shaofeng smile faintly — this was the first time he smiled since he started dating this girl here.
It seemed that being intimate with this department belle, who was envied by others, was not as important as what was happening in the self-study room at this time.
He put the phone back into his pocket and then whispered something in the girl's ear. The girl slightly lowered her head … and nodded.
While the man and woman in the vending machine quietly left, the boy with glasses who was shouting at the top of his voice in the self-study room suddenly jumped down, then lowered his head and went back to his seat. Under the surprised eyes of others, he casually tidied up his things, then rushed out with his schoolbag in his arms and lowered his head.
There were no teachers in the self-study room of the university … Well, it was just an interlude, and no one cared too much about it. Maybe it was really because of the great pressure?
…
…
Some people chose to study in the self-study room, while others chose to study in the library — some chose to study in the sofa area in the library, while others chose to study in the grassland by the artificial lake outside the library.
"What are you drawing?"
A very distinctive voice … Tala's voice suddenly sounded behind Chen Mingming, followed by a cold feeling against Chen Mingming's neck.
Chen Mingming frowned subconsciously. This girl seemed to always be able to find him unexpectedly … He didn't take the mineral water that Tala put on his neck as a prank.
However, Tala sat down next to Chen Mingming, and then directly took his notebook from his hand.
It was a sketch drawn with a blue ballpoint pen, and it seemed to be almost finished.
"You're going to be possessed by the devil!" Tala only took a glance, then held her chest with pity, "You have such an excellent girl beside you! You actually drew a man! "
"Pun intended."
"No pun intended!" Tala stared back.
Chen Mingming smiled and asked curiously, "Today, where are you going to take me to find her?"
Tala pouted and thought for a moment, then suddenly narrowed her eyes, and then directly pulled Chen Mingming's body down and put him on her legs, "In a dream!"
Not knowing why, Chen Mingming felt that he didn't resist such contact — not because of the softness of the girl's legs or the smell of her body.
But because time seemed to slow down, and it was easy to feel tired, as if lying on the grassland under the blue sky and white clouds … as if he could really see the blue sky.
However, a message notification suddenly broke the silence at this moment.
Chen Mingming's heavy eyelids suddenly opened, and he took a look at the phone.
Tala took another glance, and it seemed to be an ID with a blank avatar. At the same time, she realized that the social app on Chen Mingming's phone was really clean.
After reading the message, Chen Mingming deleted it and let the interface return to blank.
Tala then realized that it wasn't always so clean, but he had been keeping it clean.
"Why did you delete it? Is there a secret that you can't let others know?" Tala said jokingly, "Don't tell me you have another woman?"
"A friend." Chen Mingming said indifferently, "She wants to ask something."
"Then why didn't you reply?"
"No need," Chen Mingming said indifferently.
"So cold." Tala shook her head, and at the same time reached out to poke Chen Mingming's cheek.
However, Chen Mingming's tiredness came again, and he ignored it.
Tala suddenly asked, "Have you heard of the Haunted House of Curses?"
"What's that …" Chen Mingming's consciousness was blurred, and he gradually fell asleep.
Tala looked at Chen Mingming, whose breathing had calmed down, and smiled slightly. She lowered her head, revealing a gentle gaze, and reached out to press on his forehead.
An extremely pure and dry spiritual energy began to drift around … On the surface of the lake, blue waves rippled.
…
When Chen Mingming woke up, Tala had disappeared again, just like before.
However, when he opened the notebook, he saw that his sketch had been scribbled like a child's — and there was also a cartoon face with its tongue sticking out.
At this time, the phone rang.
"Do you have time in the afternoon? Come out and talk."
It was Zhou Yusheng's call.
…
…
In the station.
During the lunch break, Xiao Bao was fighting in the office — next to him was a bowl of instant noodles that he had just finished!
Suddenly.
"Xiao Bao —!!"
The sudden shout gave Xiao Bao a fright. Xiao Bao's hand suddenly trembled — the Priest known as the 'Milk God Xiao Bao' in the game was originally planning to cast a single target CC on his teammates, but then he made a mistake in his skill and changed it to Magic Antibody. As a result, his low HP teammate was instantly chopped to death by the physical monster's machete …
"Lin Feng, go to hell!!" Xiao Bao turned around and said angrily, "I'm about to clear the first floor of the Lunar Demon King Tower! I fought for nothing!!! "
"Lunar Demon King Tower? What's that? "Lin Feng reached out and touched Xiao Bao's forehead." You don't have a fever? "
"Go away! What do you know! It's the new version now, and everyone is fighting to clear the tower! It's been so many days, and most of them still haven't cleared the first floor. Originally, there was hope today, but I still had to risk being discovered by the new Medical Examiner Nan … It's all your fault! "Xiao Bao said angrily.
"Don't you have two very powerful friends? Let them carry you." Lin Feng shrugged and sat casually on the table.
Xiao Bao stretched and said … Anyway, he had caused the death of the team's MT, and now he was being scolded, so he was too lazy to look at it. "They are preparing to break through the ninth floor, so they don't have time. The ninth floor of the Demon King Tower is an area, and we can only reach the next area after destroying the ninth floor of the first zone. "
"I don't understand." Lin Feng yawned.
Xiao Bao frowned. "Are you very free? Why did you come here? "
Lin Feng sighed. "The dismembered body case is still a mystery. Director Liu lectured Sir Ma and Sir Zhou for more than an hour this morning, and then they came back and lectured us for more than an hour. It's not over yet."
"Oh, so you came here to take refuge." Xiao Bao poured a glass of water for Lin Feng.
"Yes, Master Bao, Brother Bao, please help us. Did you find anything new?" Lin Feng asked expectantly.
Xiao Bao said, "We couldn't find any useful clues at the scene. The murderer really destroyed all the traces … It's the first time I've seen such a cautious murderer. Generally speaking, there are two kinds of murderers: conscious murderers and unconscious murderers. Unconscious murderers leave a lot of traces, which is simpler. As for conscious murderers, they must have a thorough plan, so they will purposely clean up the surrounding traces after the murder — but think about it, even if there is a conscious murderers, from the beginning to the end, a period of time must have passed. No matter how careful they are, it's impossible to say that there is no trace of evidence left — unless every step is executed perfectly. But if so, the murderer is really terrible. You see, dismembering a body is a very cruel thing, which shows that the murderer's mind is very twisted. But the scene is so clean, which shows that the murderer is a calm person … Come and have a look! "
Saying this, Xiao Bao logged out of the game with tears, and then began to check the files, "These are the photos I took at the scene of Wang Liang and Wu Rong's death. Look at these photos, what do you think?"
One photo after another began to flash through Lin Feng's eyes.
The shoe cabinet at the entrance, the living room, the bedroom, the kitchen, the bathroom … and the freezer used to hide the bodies.
"Do you see anything?" Xiao Bao looked at Lin Feng and asked.
Officer Lin frowned, arms crossed, and tilted his head. After a while, he said, "It seems … too tidy?"
"Yes, tidy." Xiao Bao nodded, "Although no one has lived here for a long time and most of the places are dusty, everything here is very tidy. Even the stacked bowls in the cupboard are placed in the same direction … Look, this is Wang Liang's house, this is Wu Rong's house, they are all placed like this, right?"
"That's true …" Lin Feng opened his mouth.
Xiao Bao said, "Yes, Wang Liang and Wu Rong have different personalities, but why do their houses look so similar?"
"You mean … this is all done by the murderer?" Lin Feng rubbed his brows. "Isn't this mysophobia too serious? OCD? "
"I don't know about this." Xiao Bao shrugged, "But it's useless to know the murderer's personality … Now it seems that you can't even find a suspect?"
"Sigh …" Lin Feng sighed dejectedly. "It seems that there is a mysterious force controlling everything in the dark."
"Yo, Brother Feng, so you are also a kindred spirit? It seems that I'm not alone! "
Lin Feng's phone suddenly rang.
"… Okay, I know, I'll take someone to check it out right now."
Xiao Bao asked curiously, "What's wrong, Sir Ma's soul-chasing phone?"
Lin Feng shook his head, "No, someone reported a suicide by hanging. I have to go and check the situation … I guess you will be notified soon."
Seeing Lin Feng walk out in a hurry, Xiao Bao clapped his hands and opened them, asking, "Can I still fight the boss today?"
…
"Today's harvest is good."
On the street, the master and the servant walked slowly — Even now, Boss Luo's habit of going to the supermarket for discounts hadn't changed.
But when they passed by an alley, Luoqiu and the servant girl stopped at the same time.
They looked inside.
In the middle of the dark alley, there was an inconspicuous billboard … The light on the billboard was only faintly lit.
It said: Curse the Haunted House.
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