If the water mist figure is an energy retained in the world, a terrible spiritual energy. Her body has long been decayed, but her will and memory are preserved and can control other people's brains, then the last collision just now was that she tried her best to "unblock" me in suicide.

Maybe she was not crazy, but just saw the "end" we didn't know, so she chose to completely end her "life" in this way after wandering for many years.

What stimulation did she suffer?

When my brain returned to silence from the roar, my thinking began to diverge again. I thought that she went crazy after failing to manipulate Chen Qinghan, and she repeated what was impossible. Maybe the answer was related to Chen Qinghan.

I opened my eyes and looked around. The fog had dissipated and the heavy rain turned into light rain. The inn was right in front of us, but it was several hundred meters away.

Chen Qinghan stood beside me, holding my back with one hand and holding my arm with the other.

"Does it feel better?"

"How long have I been unconscious?" I looked at the lights in the inn ahead and looked around.

"About five minutes."

"It's only been so short." I murmured.

"Let's go back first, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, everything is OK."

In fact, everything is normal, and there is no earth-shaking change because of the impact just now.

When they returned to the inn, Xiong Dai and Xiong Er were standing in the yard smoking. When they saw us, they immediately threw away the cigarette butts and came to meet us.

There were scratches on Xiong Da's throat. The two of them looked grim and might not have come back to their senses from the situation just now.

"Are you okay?" Xiong Er asked first.

"It's okay." I replied naturally.

"Professor Chen told us not to go out. The fog has dissipated. Has that thing gone?

Xiong Er continued to ask.

"It's gone." I paused and added: "Forever."

Xiong Da, Xiong Er relaxed his expression and let out a long breath. Xiong Er subconsciously touched his neck, and probably the touch of being strangled by the female corpse's arms was still on his skin.

"Let's talk about it when you enter the house." Chen Qinghan raised his chin and signaled us to go back to the inn.

Before everyone in the hall woke up, we went up the second floor first and found the man in the windbreaker locked up in the storage room.

The moment we saw him, everyone was stunned. The four of us had seen him, but at this time, his temples were gray and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and he looked fifty years old.

Moreover, his eyes were still empty, like a body without a soul. Even if he was sent to the police station, he would probably not be able to explain the crimes over the years.

Chen Qinghan said that we will not participate in this matter, it would be better for Xiong Daxiong to hand over the person to the police.

Of course, the boss also needs to talk about the matter of throwing the guests out of the yard.

The videos I took with my mobile phone and the leftovers in the plastic bag are still there, but those who have entered the fog and disappeared are afraid that they will not survive.

In the middle of the night, everyone in the hall woke up one after another, but the boss woke up later than them.

Unfortunately, after I took out the video and leftovers, her disguise could not be maintained very quickly.

At three o'clock in the morning, the rain finally stopped, and the rescue team came to search for the missing person.

Xiong Daxiong Er handed the man in the windbreaker to the police. They did hide some things from me, such as they visited survivors of the seven-year incident.

After all, not every time there are only seven people in the inn, so some people have seen men in windbreakers, and some people have heard women crying for help.

Xiong Daxiong Er specially invited a professional to paint a portrait of the man in the windbreaker. Although the mask covers most of his face, his eyebrows and eyes are clear, so it is not difficult to recognize someone.

Some people still remember the cry for help from women. No one who went out to save people came back.

Water Mist's routine is basically to send a serial killer to the forefront. If he doesn't kill enough people, the female corpse will take action.

The joints of the corpse that had just died can still move, but it is definitely not possible to make a sound, so the cry for help does not come from the mouth of the female corpse.

The female corpse is just a tool for "fishing" prey in the water mist, and the shouting must be her own voice.

One is tangible and silent, the other is tangible, and the two act in a double act, and the cooperation is good.

Judging from the condition of the man in the windbreaker, he has been trapped in the fog over the years, and his appearance has not changed at all, but after the fog dissipated, he grew old quickly, as if time had stopped on him, and now it has flowed again.

However, the damage caused by the water mist to his brain did not disappear as the mist dissipated.

There have been so many murders in 35 years, and even if there are no rumors in the local area, the police will have files.

Maybe there is evidence such as DNA and fingerprints. As long as the suspect is caught, it will be OK after comparison.

There are probably no news reports on bizarre cases like this. When we were resting in the inn, the rescue team also made major discoveries.

They not only found the two women who disappeared first, but also the search team who went out later, and even took back the first thirty-five people who disappeared in the fog.

But all the bodies brought back were all bodies, and no one survived.

The bodies of people who have been missing for decades have not rotted, and they have all suddenly returned. If this news spreads, it will definitely cause heated discussion.

But we all know that this matter cannot be promoted.

Chen Qinghan did not identify himself in front of the police and accepted routine inquiry as a university professor.

The man in the windbreaker was taken away by the police, as if he was going to take him to the hospital, and the inn owner was also taken away. She drugged the guests' meals and needed to undergo relevant investigations.

We delayed this for a day. After we set off again, Chen Qinghan kept looking at me with worried eyes.

It was incredible that we were passing by, and there was heavy rain. We just found an inn to stay in, but we encountered such a bizarre thing.

Moreover, the ‘people’ in the fog are my old acquaintance, and this way of encounter is less likely to win the lottery.

"No, no..." I sat in the passenger seat and sucked my teeth. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was going wrong.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Chen Qinghan immediately asked with concern.

"How can I feel uncomfortable with my Indestructible body? Your focus is wrong. I mean, the whole incident is wrong."

"Inn?"

"No, everything changed since you entered my tomb."

"Did you find something or remember something?"

"When too many coincidences come together, it's not a coincidence, but a conspiracy!"

After saying this, I suddenly realized that I did not answer Chen Qinghan's question, so I added:

"I didn't find out, and I didn't remember anything. I just felt that there were no coincidences in the world that could be squeezed together. Professor Chen, please honestly explain whether you have any hidden identity and didn't tell me? It doesn't matter if you are so bloody. We are now grasshoppers on the same rope, so you can give me some truth."
Chapter completed!