Third floor!

This place was opened up to create a hall!

There are countless white cloths hanging in the hall, and weird runes are drawn on the white cloths with blood-red ink!

Wang Zun moved forward bravely, swinging the ghost-beating stick, not nervous at all. Now he was in the upper hand and in control of everything.

"Come out, what are you hiding from? Do you think you can escape?"

Wang Zun was also cautious when walking through the white cloth. The man may not be in good health, but he can make sneak attacks!

After passing through the heavy white cloth, Wang Zun came to the center of the hall!

There is a huge Bagua diagram painted on the ground here, with a table similar to an operating table placed on it, and various knives placed next to it.

Wang Zun had a vague feeling that he had guessed something.

He looked at the white cloths around him, some of which had blood-red writing on them.

Change your destiny against the will of heaven!

Gods are alive!

Transport changes fate!

reborn!

Wang Zun frowned, he was even more sure of what he was thinking.

This is probably the place Lin Changxi painted. Basically, Wang Zun felt that he had guessed pretty well.

"You want to trade your life for a life by pretending to be dead and killing someone?"

"Did you survive? No!"

"Looking at you, you only have half a month to live at most!"

Wang Zun shouted around, not afraid at all!

"Give me your heart!"

A hoarse and crazy voice sounded, and the man walked out of the darkness, like an evil ghost!

"You killed so many people just to get their hearts? Will their hearts be useful for your disease?"

Wang Zun's face tightened and he stared at the man, who was completely in a state of despair and madness.

"Yes, why not? If I eat a heart, I can live one month longer. I have already lived six months longer!"

The man screamed at the top of his lungs, saliva flying everywhere, more like a crazy dog.

"You pretended to be dead and moved your family here from the city just to hide it from others so that you could survive. Can you live an extra month by eating a heart?"

"Who told you that the doctor was so irresponsible!"

Wang Zun looked at the man. In this situation, it would be effortless to defeat him.

He wants to know the truth even more!

"Of course he is a hidden master. He is omnipotent. He could tell at a glance that my life was not long, so he specially wrote me a life-extending spiritual method. It really worked. I knew it when I ate the first heart. The effect was very good.

obvious."

The man's eyes were red, as if he was too excited. He screamed at the top of his lungs, and blood splattered from his mouth.

"A hidden master?"

"Tell me and I'll give you my heart!"

Wang Zun threw the ghost-beating stick to show his sincerity.

The man's eyes lit up and he pointed at the ceiling!

Wang Zun looked up and his eyes shrank. It was a ferocious and crazy face, a clown's face!

clown!

Two of Lin Changxi's previous paintings included clowns. Wang Zun thought these were just children's imaginations, but now it seems that they are real.

At this time, the man grabbed a knife from the table, laughed crazily, and came forward to kill him.

Wang Zun took his time, sprinkled a handful of lime powder on the man's face, missed his body, and knocked him to the ground with one punch.

Vulnerable!

Pick up the ghost-killing stick, just in case, Wang Zun gives the man a stick!

It's not that he is cruel, everything is for his own safety.

This is legitimate defense!

Wang Zun turned on the lamp above his head and shined it towards the ceiling. The clown's face became more and more terrifying as he looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more his scalp became numb.

It seems like there is really someone staring at me!

Wang Zun searched the third floor and found that the surrounding walls were painted with strange runes and many clown faces.

Wang Zun felt his heart sink. I am afraid that this clown is not an ordinary person.

After dragging the man to the second floor, Zhou Jing just woke up and was a little confused by the scene in front of her. She picked up her police gun and handcuffed both of them to the iron door.

One of their arms was crippled, and they were in pain, staring at Wang Zun with ferocious and twisted faces, as scary as evil ghosts.

Wang Zun walked downstairs and broke several stairs. He finally understood that Lin Xingxin had cut off the stairs earlier to prevent him from escaping to the first floor.

After finding the electric box switch, Wang Zun turned on the switch, and the hotel suddenly lit up, and the depression in his heart disappeared a lot.

Wang Zun saw Lin Changxi standing at the door of the room behind the front desk. He still looked dirty, expressionless and without any emotion. He looked at Wang Zun motionless.

Wang Zun stepped forward and tried to hold her hand. Lin Changxi hid in the room in fear and locked the door.

It’s past four in the morning!

Wang Zun returned to the second floor and saw Zhou Jing frantically making phone calls. Wang Zun finally breathed a sigh of relief, his mouth was dry, and he sat in front of the couple.

Advanced mission death index!

It is indeed well-deserved. Compared with last night's mission, it is even more frightening. If it weren't for Xiao Ling, Wang Zun might have had his heart picked out without even knowing it!

Ghosts are not scary, but scheming people are scary!

Wang Zun looked at the two of them, and they looked at him with no regrets at all, but more with resentment and ferociousness.

At this time, Lin Changxi came up from the first floor, dragging his right leg and showing no expression.

A little girl of seven or eight years old should not be so heartless and indifferent!

She must have experienced things that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Lin Changxi stopped and looked at his adoptive parents. He was not crying or sad, but seemed more indifferent.

"Take the knife on the ground and stab them!"

The man yelled ferociously and gave orders to Lin Changxi.

Lin Changxi remained unmoved. He did not take a step forward, but still stood motionless.

"Wild thing, I asked you to get a knife. What are you doing? Are you looking for a fight?"

boom!

Wang Zun punched the man in the face and stared at him with cold eyes. If the man wanted to say anything, Wang Zun punched him again.

Zhou Jing watched without saying a word or stopping him.

Wang Zun finally understood why Lin Changxi had no feelings for his adoptive parents.

He took out a candy and handed it to Lin Changxi.

With a smile on Lin Changxi's face, he happily took it, ate it in the corner, took out a pen and paper, and drew something on it, and the sound of "Uh-huh" came out of his mouth!

Around five o'clock, a siren sounded outside the hotel, and Wang Zun finally breathed a real sigh of relief.

Zhou Jing went down to pick someone up, and Wang Zun looked at the couple.

Their faces were ashen, and they struggled and screamed, but it was of no use.

The first person to come up was Officer Zhao. He seemed to know everything that happened and patted Wang Zun on the shoulder.

When Zhou Jing took out the camera equipment from the room, Wang Zun suddenly realized.

The end time of the mission had not yet come, so Wang Zun made several excuses to walk around the hotel. On the surface, he was helping the police search for evidence, but in fact, he was delaying time.

It was not until six o'clock that the system prompted that the task was completed. Wang Zun sat in the police car with satisfaction. He was going to take a confession.

When preparing to leave, Zhou Jing came over with Lin Changxi in her arms.

Lin Changxi handed Wang Zun a painting. Wang Zun thought it was a painting of thanks, but he never expected that it showed the face of a clown.

Wang Zun frowned and suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart!

Back at the police station, Wang Zun recorded a confession, telling how he subdued the two men and his speculations about the case.

After struggling until 12 noon, Wang Zuncai came out of the police station, and Officer Zhao personally took him back to Fenghuang Mountain.
To be continued...