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Chapter 613

No one.

The black cat walked into the elevator lightly, and his apricot yellow eyes looked at Qinglan, who was still hesitating outside the elevator, and his eyes closed gently. The strange apricot yellow color flashed through Qinglan's eyes again, and with a compulsory order, he forcibly brought Qinglan's body into the elevator.

Qinglan's face turned pale.

After pressing the floor, the black cat quietly looked at the red buttons, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the slowly changing red numbers.

After a while, Qinglan's heart beat faster and faster.

"Meow..." the black cat suddenly shouted softly, and Qinglan instantly looked at the black cat vigilantly and stood in another corner of the elevator.

"Meow." After a while, the black cat screamed softly again, but this time his tone was slightly heavier.

Qing Lan hesitated for a while, before she could speak, a voice that did not belong to this world came one step ahead of her from the elevator: "Why?"

Qinglan's face turned paler! His body subconsciously pressed against the elevator wall.

The black cat was silent for a while and spoke softly again.

A pair of chaotic eyes slowly floated in the air, with only dark pupils and no white eyes suddenly appeared in front of Qinglan.

Qinglan covered her mouth suddenly. She was afraid that she would suddenly scream, and she was afraid that she would attract the attention of that "person".

"Next..." It was still the same voice, sneering, full of cold jokes. Qinglan vaguely felt that two gazes that had traveled through the generation gap of life and death fell tightly on her body. Qinglan's body felt cold, "The body... is going to break again?" As he spoke, a rotten head slowly appeared, from transparent to solid, and the chaotic eyes were embedded in the eye sockets of the head. Blood fell to the ground tickingly.

The black cat did not answer, but his eyes closed gently again. The head exploded in the air with a "bang", and blood and flesh splattered throughout the elevator. The two eyeballs that had lost their host bounced on Qinglan's face.

Very soft.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Qing Lan squatted down suddenly, and regardless of the blood sticking all over her body, she buried her head between her knees.

The lights in the entire elevator suddenly disappeared!

After a while, the light slowly lit up again. As the light light came up, the sound sounded again, which seemed to be a little weaker than before. The sound was a little frightened: "You!"

Before he finished speaking, the elevator had already reached the floor of Qinglan's house, and the door slowly opened. The black cat walked away from the elevator with light steps, avoiding Qinglan in front of him, and suddenly stood up. Mu walked forward in a daze, following the petite black cat in front.

In my eyes, there was a touch of apricot yellow color that suppressed the deep fear.

It was an hour after Zhao Chen returned home. His feet were sore after walking for a long time. As soon as he got home, Zhao Chen lay straight on the sofa, staring at the snow-white ceiling, and slowly recalling it.

That girl is not a human, not a creature belonging to this world. She has strong abilities. Killing humans is like crushing an ants.

But...what is the reason?

Why kill humans?

Still in such a cruel way?

Is it just for fun?

Wait! Have fun?!

Zhao Chen suddenly sat up, his eyes flashing with a wise light.

The previous deceased liked to make fun of killing animals, and was that girl... taking revenge? Was she fun of killing humans? In this way, she criticized and satirized the twisted ugly psychology of humans?

Yes, it must be so.

Then, he could use this as a breakthrough to find that girl.

Why look for her?

Zhao Chen didn't know either. It was not for the so-called justice psychology, the disgusting emphasis, Zhao Chen disdained to repeat it, he just wanted to...

Resolve doubts.

He wondered why he thought the girl looked familiar.

That's just that.

Maybe there are other ones, but at least Zhao Chen doesn't know about it now.

Thinking of this, Zhao Chen had all the things he learned from police Xiao came to his mind. He immediately turned over and got off the sofa, walked into his room with a big stride, and turned on the computer.

After looking through the videos of the deceased and the comments again and again, Zhao Chen finally found a suspicious place.

In the comments on the video of the deceased, an anonymous netizen will have a reply from a midnight:

Isn't this a bit too cruel?

This sentence seems very normal, but compared with those perverted comments, it is extremely weird. Moreover, the poster's reply is: How could I have a more pleasant way than this? And so on. Even Zhao Chen found such a conversation in his own video, but the poster's reply was posted by the dead captain for him. In fact, even the captain posted it on it.

This anonymous netizen...is very suspicious.

Zhao Chen used some of the bad hacking techniques he learned in childhood to investigate the address of the anonymous netizen when he left a message. When he saw it, Zhao Chen was so scared that he almost screamed.

Address: Abandoned cemetery in the east of the city.

In the cemetery!! This anonymous netizen lives in the cemetery!!

Zhao Chen's pupils contracted.

Could it be that the suspect this time is really not a human?

At this moment, the computer screen suddenly turned black, and then the light in the whole room went out, which scared Zhao Chen.

There is a power outage? Zhao Chen thought suspiciously.

Suddenly, a gray-white light flashed from the living room, slowly jumping and expanding, and in a short while, the entire house was spread all over.

Zhao Chen looked around blankly, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart, but without surprise, as soon as his body was pulled into the gray-white light ball, he directly escaped from his control, stood up blankly, looking at the depths of the gray-white light.

The gray-white light sometimes merges, sometimes separates, constantly interlacing, constantly interlacing, rotating, fusing, rotating, and separates.

Zhao Chen's mind was dizzy and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a light footsteps suddenly sounded from the depths of the light curtain.

"Ka, da, da, da..."

Very slow, very low.

Zhao Chen suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the depths of the light curtain in fear.

"Ka, da, da, da..."

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer...

The smell of blood is very strong and pungent.

Her nose was filled with this smell.

She looked at her hands blankly.

In that hand, he held a knife.

A knife with a cold light and bloody stain.

She saw the belonging of the knife.

Deadly,

Embed in a warm body.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, there were also strange sounds of chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The sound was very cold.

It is completely unsuitable for reading Buddhist scriptures.

Zhao Chen swallowed, but his eyes stared at the rotating light curtain.

The footsteps became closer and closer, and the chanting of scriptures became louder and louder. Zhao Chen clearly heard what the chanter said.

The cold voice was slowly chanting, and a figure slowly passed through the light curtain with the chanting of scriptures.

The man was wearing a long painted black suit, and the black coat covered the man's entire head, and even under the light curtain, he could not see the man's face clearly. Zhao Chen only saw that the man was covered in pitch black.

The man slowly approached, holding a lantern with a soft white light in his hand. The light of the candlelight was so dazzling in Zhao Chen's eyes.

The man in black slowly walked to Zhao Chen's body, and the chanting of scriptures came to an abrupt end. Although he could not see the man's face, Zhao Chen vaguely felt a pair of eyes behind the clothes and hats, looking at him faintly.

"Everything is illusory..." The cold voice sounded again, and after a moment of silence, the sound of chanting scriptures sounded again around him.

Zhao Chen was suddenly stunned, and the words of the man in black slowly echoed in his heart.

Everything is illusory.

Zhao Chen knew this one of the ten famous Buddhist scriptures. But... why did he say this to him?

Is it...hinting something?

Zhao Chen wanted to ask, but the man in black was chanting Buddhist scriptures, carrying a lantern lightly, and slowly walked towards Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen subconsciously wanted to hide, but... his body was disobedient and settled in place.

The man in black was closer, closer, and was almost at the tip of his nose to the tip of his nose. At such a close distance, Zhao Chen could vaguely see the man in black behind the robes.

At this glance, Zhao Chen's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

The clothes were empty.

The man in black slowly walked into Zhao Chen's body. In an instant, he passed through Zhao Chen's body, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and slowly moving towards nothingness. Gradually, only the lantern with a beating flame was left, but it gradually drifted away. Around him, there was only a little dim light curtain left.

Zhao Chen's eyes were full of confusion. The moment the man in black penetrated through his body, the voice became louder and louder.

"Everything is illusory..."

What does illusion... mean? Zhao Chen looked ahead blankly, and gradually, the light curtain slowly rotated. With every turn, the light curtain would disappear and eventually dissolved completely in the air.

The surroundings were silent, as if everything had returned to normal.

"Pu"

The electricity came, or the electricity had not been cut off. The computer screen was still showing those evil comments, the clocks on the wall were still turning meticulously, and the stars outside the window were still flashing with glimmer.

Everything seemed to have changed, as if everything just now was just what Zhao Chen imagined.

Zhao Chen raised his hand blankly and looked at them quietly in a daze.

At this time, Zhao Chen's mind was in chaos. The girl, the man in black, Alan's black cat, intertwined in Zhao Chen's mind, confusing Zhao Chen's rest of his thoughts.

In the chaos, Zhao Chen vaguely knew that he and Alan seemed to be involved in a dispute with only life and death...
Chapter completed!
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