When I woke up, I was still a little confused. Recalling the dream I had last night, I felt a little hazy. Some situations in the dream seemed unclear, as if the memory in the dream faded quickly as I woke up.

...

I woke up from the sofa in the living room of my room. After I stood up, I heard the sound of bones rubbing in my body. After stretching, I found that I felt refreshed and at the same time, it seemed that my strength had increased.

Some.

After quickly pumping my fists and doing some warm-up exercises, this was further confirmed. Although I was confused about such a thing, I didn't continue to worry about it. I got used to it.

There was a lot of blood on my body inexplicably, and the dark lightning-strike wood that was placed on the coffee table in the living room last night also disappeared. I vaguely remembered that I gave that gift to the neighbor in 601 last night, and that neighbor seemed to also

I was quite satisfied with my souvenir. I think he even thanked me with a smile... Well, I can’t remember clearly!

As for where the blood stains on my body came from, I don't want to think too much.

After taking a shower, changing clothes and just going out, he saw Tang Liu opening the door and walking out at the same time. He still had a pair of dark circles under his eyes, yawning profusely, as if he hadn't slept well last night, and looked very lack of energy.

"Old cousin, what were you doing in the room last night?"

Tang Liu said to me with some complaints: "I heard a commotion in your room in the middle of the night. I finally fell asleep and was woken up again. If you keep doing this, I will die suddenly from lack of sleep...

…”

I have nothing to say about Tang Liu's complaint. After all, I don't know what kind of commotion I made in my room in the middle of the night.

What I remember most about last night’s dream is probably the weird black and red facial mask in the sarcophagus in room 605 upstairs!

After I put on that mask in the dream, I have no idea what I did next!

When I went downstairs, I said to Tang Liu: "Fat man, you said you have a split personality disorder. Have you ever seen a psychiatrist?"

After hearing what I said, Tang Liu seemed to stiffen for a moment, and with a forced smile on his fat face, he said, "I've looked for it, but it hasn't been able to cure my symptoms!"

I pretended to be casual and said: "Is there a famous psychiatrist here in Suzhou? Please introduce it to me. I feel like there is something wrong with my psychology recently and I want to see him!"

Hearing this, Tang Liu's face became even weirder, and he said with a squeak: "Old cousin, forget it, it's quite expensive. We still owe a lot of money now, so it's better not to spend money randomly!

Even if you want to find a psychiatrist, it would be better to wait until we have paid off Ms. Xu Wei’s money and favors and have some spare money on hand to go there... Speaking of which, I thought of one thing. Ms. Xu Wei made an appointment this morning.

Go to my shop, I have to go there quickly to avoid making people wait for a long time!"

After saying that, Tang Liu hurriedly walked out of the apartment building, got on his little electric donkey and ran away.

Although I feel that something is wrong with this guy, what he said is not unreasonable. Reputable psychiatrists estimate that charging for consultation is indeed more expensive, so forget it!

When I passed the security booth, I didn't see Uncle Huang. He had left his post without permission and didn't know what he was doing.

I was about to leave, but I inadvertently glanced at a newspaper on the table in the security booth, and a photo on it caught my attention.

I quickly walked into the security booth, picked up the newspaper, and looked at the content on it, my face suddenly became strange.

The photo in this newspaper is of a man wearing a facial mask. He is covered in blood, giving people a very eerie and weird feeling. The facial mask is a bit broken, and the corner of the mouth that happens to be exposed can reveal the person under the mask.

Seems to be smiling.

Behind the masked man is a burning hotel with a very conspicuous sign.

Fuyuan Hotel!

I seem to have heard the name of this hotel somewhere?

By the way, yesterday afternoon when we were in the metaphysics club of the school, Huang Yunyun and the others said that they were going to explore Fuyuan Hotel last night. They also said that there are people there who often commit suicide and are haunted...

Look at this man wearing a mask, then look at the Fuyuan Hotel shrouded in flames, and finally read the newspaper about someone setting fire to the Fuyuan Hotel, and the arsonist even took the initiative to provocatively look towards the roadside.

The report made me feel a little dizzy.

this is me?

No, this is definitely not me!

He set fire to someone's hotel, and even took the initiative to provoke the police on the roadside, so he was photographed and wanted. Only a mentally retarded person would do such a thing, right?

Although I tried my best to deny it, there seemed to be a voice in my heart that kept reminding me that the wanted idiot in the newspaper photo was me!

"What the fuck is going on?"

Just when I was confused and muttering, Uncle Huang walked into the security booth at some point and took the newspaper directly from my hand.

"The world is difficult and dangerous, and the human heart is more terrifying than ghosts!"

Uncle Huang lamented and said: "People's life nowadays is too fast and the pressure is great. It is normal for some people with psychopaths to commit arson and murder! Fortunately, there were no casualties in the Fuyuan Hotel last night, which is also unfortunate.

I'm so lucky. We need to be more careful in the future. I will talk to the neighbors in the apartment building later and ask them to play less with fire in their rooms. At the same time, they must have some fire extinguishing equipment..."

I feel that Uncle Huang is criticizing Sang and Huai, but I have no evidence.

I looked at Uncle Huang cautiously and said in a low voice: "In your opinion, will this arsonist be caught?"

Uncle Huang blinked his eyes and curled his lips and said: "Wearing that ugly mask, who knows who he is. If he doesn't do such noisy things in the future, he probably won't be caught!"

"

Before I could ask again, Uncle Huang continued: "By the way, several friends from your school seemed to have appeared at the Fuyuan Hotel last night, and they all seemed injured. Although I don't recommend that you make friends with them.

Friend, but I can’t see you at the school without looking up, so you’d better buy some fruit or something and pay a visit!”

"Um?"

I looked at Uncle Huang blankly and asked subconsciously: "How did you know that they also went to Fuyuan Hotel last night?"

Uncle Huang said oh, and responded casually: "I went out for a walk last night when I had nothing to do. I happened to wander to the Fuyuan Hotel, and I happened to see your friends... Well, it was a bit of a coincidence.

, but it’s the truth, you kid, don’t look at me with such distrustful eyes, I never tell lies!”

I looked at Uncle Huang with a strange look on his face and couldn't help but sigh.

You really don’t need to force me to believe this kind of nonsense!

coincide?

There are so many coincidences in this world!


Chapter completed!