At 14:49 on December 19, in Villa No. 644, Songshan Avenue, Dongcheng District.

Halfway through the mission, Mei Sheng stood in front of the stairs on the third floor, overlooking the two bodies on the sofa, with a deep look.

The corpse on the sofa is one man and one woman. The man is called Yuan Ren and the woman is called Fan Rong.

Their deaths are even more terrifying.

The former lost both eyes and half of his tongue, while the latter was even more bleached and his internal organs were hollowed out.

On the coffee table in front of the two, two painting papers were quietly placed, which were their death portraits.

Mei Sheng leaned on the stairs with her hands, her eyes wandering between the corpse and the portrait, and thought to herself:

"There are three images of death, drawing paper, pen, and ink bottle.

The deaths of Yuan Ren and Fan Rong were all seen in this villa, or contacted with these three objects, and then they reached a dead end.

So is the portrait of death just a symbol in this mission..."

After nearly five hours of investigation, Mei Sheng has basically confirmed that this mission is a simple murderous type in a secret room.

Moreover, all aspects are not complicated and tend to be conventional guidance tasks.

This kind of task is more common for a single branch, but it also best tests the clerk's reasoning ability.

"Miss Mei, Mr. Jie is awake!"

At this moment, the room downstairs was opened, and Qiu Zheyan raised his head and shouted excitedly to the third floor.

Upon hearing this news, Mei Sheng finally had a vivid expression on her cold face. Without a slight pause, she quickly jogged downstairs.

Within two hours of the mission, two ghost attacks occurred.

Although Yuan Ren was the first deceased, Jie Zheng also encountered ghosts at that time.

But Jie Zheng didn't know how to get rid of the dead end and forcibly escaped.

The price was that four blood-seepage holes appeared at the joints of his hands and feet, and he himself was unconscious outside the guest room door.

When everyone found Jie Zheng, they saw a portrait of his death that appeared on the bedside table in the guest room.

It was a thrilling portrait of a person hanging on the roof with his limbs penetrated by iron chains.

It is obvious that Jie Zheng used his mind to find some flaws and thus break free before the final death comes.

Jie Zheng is the only survivor among the three attacks.

His awakening is likely to become the turning point of this mission, a clue to the life path and the dead.

The expression on Mei Sheng’s face did not change much, but a hint of expectation appeared in her heart.

She wanted to know if Jie Zheng had seen the murderous ghost in this mission with his own eyes.

When she returned to the first floor from the third floor, she saw two familiar figures standing at the door of the guest room, looking at her nervously.

Dai Yingqi and Qiu Zheyan, when they saw the plum sound, they hurried forward and said in unison:

"When Mr. Jie woke up, he drove us out and said you would go see him alone."

Mei Sheng's eyes flashed for a moment, and she didn't say anything, but just pushed open the door of the guest room and walked straight away.

As soon as she entered the room, she felt that the atmosphere inside the room was particularly depressing and the smell of bloody death was filled with.

Including the thick curtains were pulled at the window, but the person who pulled the curtains seemed to be in a hurry and left a considerable gap.

But the half that blocked the sunlight just blocked the bedside.

Jie Zheng was lying steadily on the bed, with bandages wrapped around the joints of both hands and feet.

After seeing Mei Sheng enter the door, he turned his head slightly and showed a pale face with excessive blood loss.

Before the other party could speak, he spoke first:

"Pull the other half of the curtains up, don't show your face outside the window."

Mei Sheng glanced at him, as if she understood something, stepped on the bed side and came to the window from the head of the bed.

Then he lowered his body and pulled his other half of the curtains away from the sun.

Since then, there is no trace of sunshine in the whole room, and it has fallen into a dimness, which makes the atmosphere in the room even more gloomy.

Mei Sheng stood at the head of the bed, picked up the portrait of death, compared Jie Zheng, and asked softly:

"What have you been through?"

Jie Zheng lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and his frowning brows showed that he was suffering from his limbs at all times.

After pausing for a few seconds, I told you about my original experience.

“At the beginning of the mission, we started the investigation of each room.

Dai Yingqi and I were responsible for searching the first floor, and I went to this half of the east.

From that time on, I felt something was wrong, and I always felt that the weather today seemed too good."

That's right.

The weather is really good today.

There is no cloud in the sky, and the sunshine is radiating in every corner.

What’s more interesting is that the night is usually chosen for the mission time, but most of the mission is spent during the day.

Mei Sheng keenly captured the point of understanding the right thing, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the window blocked by the curtains.

Jie Zheng gave her the right time to think, and then continued:

"The sun filled the entire first floor. I searched one room by one and finally came to the guest room.

It took me about 20 minutes.

At first, the room was as quiet as before, but after searching, I couldn't find any valuable clues.

But just as I was about to leave, I suddenly felt an unnatural feeling.

This feeling came inexplicably and had never appeared before, so I stopped.

But out of vigilance, I didn't dare to look back, just looked down at the shadows on the ground."

Jie Zheng’s content is very detailed and focused, and it can make people understand it in an instant, without a single nonsense.

He seemed to be deliberately emphasizing several images: "Sunlight, time, silence, feeling".

Mei Sheng had a vague judgment in her heart, but she did not interrupt her, and just nodded to signal her to continue.

Xie Zheng turned his head around, looked at the direction of Mei Sheng, but actually looked at the window behind him and whispered:

"I found that the sun was hitting my back, but there was no shadow."

Mei Sheng couldn't help but ask:

"Your question?"

Jie Zheng shook his head and gave his own explanation:

"My first feeling is that I have some problem with myself, but like I said before.

When I was outside the first floor, I noticed the sunshine outside. At that time, I had a shadow.

In other words, when I noticed something was wrong, my shadow suddenly disappeared."

Mei Sheng fell silent, and she slowly walked to the door where she was talking about, and practiced with her back to the window.

Then she compared the position behind her and suddenly realized.

The door of the guest room corresponds to the window, and according to the time when the matter was released, the sunlight could just shine at this location.

An idea emerged in her mind, and she turned her head and asked:

"Is someone outside the window blocking the sunlight and it coincides with your back?"

Jie Zheng's face gradually became solemn. He nodded and gave a positive answer:

“That’s it.

When I realized this, the rustling sound of a pen writing under the paper suddenly appeared in the bedside table.
Chapter completed!