I have seen the man wearing a black windbreaker with my own eyes. I don’t think he is a ghost, he is clearly a living person.

But at present, he may not be an ordinary living person. I have not suppressed Xiong Daxiong Er's enthusiasm. At their age, his frivolity and impulse when he was young should have been wiped out. He can still take risks for these strange things. There are only two situations: one is to make a living, and the other is to burn it with too much money.

In either case, it is difficult to be persuaded. I asked them what plans they have. Since they are here to investigate supernatural events, they must have a plan.

They have done a lot of investigations about this, and Xiong Da said that the two of them came once seven years ago.

But the inn owner was still a man that time, and the two of them failed to catch the "extraordinary" prisoner.

"We didn't leave the inn last time, this time..." Xiong Er seemed to feel very regretful of his last failure.

I think they should be happy to survive, but unfortunately everyone pursues different things. They pursue in-depth contact with supernatural events.

"You two want to go out?"

"We speculate that the heavy fog and heavy rain outside are the culprits of a series of murders," said Xiong Da.

The murderer will only come out every time it rains heavily and foggy. This is indeed a suspicion, but when they enter the fog, they also represent the unknown direction. If they are lost inside, they will be like other missing people, and they will not even be able to find the corpse.

"You can do it yourself." I don't need to remind you how dangerous it is outside. They know more about the seven-year incident than me, so I just want to see what kind of existence the murderer is.

Suddenly, a fight sounded on the second floor. I thought it was not good. There were only two people upstairs, one Chen Qinghan and the other woman. They would never fight. Even if they fought, with Chen Qinghan's skills, a single hand knife could solve the problem of a woman. It would be impossible for the fight so fiercely.

Unless... someone comes in on the second floor!

I carried the plastic bag and ran upstairs. After resting for a day, my limbs had almost recovered. I rushed up the stairs a few steps and arrived at the corridor on the second floor, and saw Chen Qinghan fighting with a man in a black windbreaker.

The space in the corridor could not wield the big sword. Chen Qinghan used his fists and feet, but the other party was holding a sharp dagger in his hand.

Being able to fight Chen Qinghan for a long time means that this person has skills, but compared with Chen Qinghan, he is still a little worse. After a few rounds, Chen Qinghan pulled off the mask on his face.

The man's face was very young, and he was just in his early twenties. If he counted based on his age, he would not have been the murderer 35 years ago.

During the fight, the hat of the windbreaker was also lifted up. I noticed that his eyes were strange, neither fierce, sinister, nor angry. His eyes were empty, as if he didn't know what he was doing.

Xiong Da and Xiong Er ran up the second floor with me. When he saw the man in the windbreaker, his figure was obviously paused.

"It's him!" Xiong Er said excitedly.

"He is still so young." Xiong Da looked surprised.

Judging from their reactions, I didn’t know everything and I still have some reservations about me.

Chen Qinghan kicked the man in the windbreaker's back knee. Taking advantage of the other party's unstable heart, he grabbed one of his arms and threw him against the wall, then quickly twisted the other party's wrist and grabbed the dagger.

"Come and help!" Chen Qinghan shouted at me.

I rushed over and hugged the man in black tightly to prevent him from escaping. It was useless for him to struggle and kick him.

Chen Qinghan found a rope and tied the man in a windbreaker into a pupa. As soon as the project was over, a woman suddenly heard the sound of a cry for help from downstairs.

The sound was not from the first floor lobby, but from the fog outside the courtyard.

"Help-Help-" the voice was shrill and harsh, almost to the point of distortion.

"She is here, that cry for help!" Xiong Er was excited again, turned around and ran back downstairs.

Xiong Da looked at the man in the windbreaker, then at Chen Qinghan, and finally looked at me and said, "Save the person in first."

The "person" he said should be the woman outside the yard. I looked at Chen Qinghan. After he finished his work, he leaned his forehead against the wall in the corridor.

His face looked a little ugly. It was probably because he had failed the medicine, but even when he was numb, he could feel the crisis and awaken his sleeping body to fight. He must have received special training.

"I'll go downstairs and take a look." The implication was to let him stay upstairs and rest for a while, and look at the man in the windbreaker.

Chen Qinghan nodded silently, as if he didn't want to talk. Xiong Da and I returned to the first floor lobby together.

There were still people in the hall, and there were not a single one, so the woman who was calling for help outside might be one of the two women who had disappeared before.

Xiong Er had already walked into the yard. The gate of the yard had not been closed since he left the search team, but the woman who was calling for help was just standing outside the door and calling for help, and did not come into the yard.

Xiong Da was worried that his brother would walk faster than me, so he trotted through the hall.

"Ah-Who are you? Let go!" Xiong Er's voice suddenly rose, and he stood at the gate of the yard when he heard the position.

"Xiang Bo!" Xiong Da took a big step and ran over a few steps. He took two steps in three steps, ran to the gate of the yard and grabbed Xiong Er.

Xiong Er seemed to be being grabbed by someone, and his body was facing the force outside. He was facing the yard, and the clothes behind him seemed to be being grabbed by someone and were pulling out.

When I arrived in the yard, I saw a pale hand strangling Xiong Er's neck. The neck was strangled, and the person dared not use any force again. Xiong Da reached out to beat Xiong Er's hand, but the other pale hand was grabbed by his throat.

With the level of the two brothers, they are far inferior to Chen Qinghan. It is a great man who dares to engage in such a dangerous investigation.

I rushed over to help, stepped into the fog outside the yard with one foot, pulled out the dagger hidden in my waist and cut it down on my arm that strangled Xiong Er's neck.

The arm was bloodless, and the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible. When the dagger was cut down, the bones could be seen in the depth of the blade, but no drop of blood flowed.

I was stunned for a moment and used my hand to grab it, trying to force it to break it. It didn't matter if I grabbed it, and my head suddenly felt dizzy.

"You're here." A normal female voice said in a particularly sad tone.

There was thick fog around, and the inn behind him was also hidden in the fog, and there was no light.

"When you come out, don't care about your old friend's life or death?" The female voice gradually approached, and the fog around automatically condensed, forming a human-shaped outline of water mist.

Who can remember such a face as such a freehand and abstract look?

I complained in my heart, but she claimed to be my "old friend". Logically, no matter what she became, I should remember the voice.
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