Chapter 140 Choice

Pei Gan opened his eyes wide in horror. He suddenly realized that with his strength, he could not break free from Zhou Rong. The latter's arms were like iron clamps.

He immediately thought of Jiang Cheng, who had left with an excuse, and then a trace of undisguised fear appeared in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhou Zhou," he almost pleaded, his body trembling uncontrollably, "How about we go find Mr. Yin together? He should be outside and has found clues."

Zhou Rong was standing in the corner of the room at this moment. It was surprisingly dark here. Next to Zhou Rong was a surprisingly large water tank.

The surface of the water tank was extremely rough, and there was a black iron pot upside down on it.

"Don't worry," Zhou Rong said, "It won't be too late to find Mr. Yin after seeing the clues I found."

When he spoke, his voice was mixed with the sound of whirring wind, as if there was an old bellows hidden in his lungs, or as if his throat was cut and leaked a hole.

Zhou Rong lifted the heavy-looking iron pot with one hand. Pei Gan, who was in a dilemma, looked inside. It was dark inside, probably filled with liquid like water, reflecting weak light from time to time.

Just as he frowned and tightened his mouth unconsciously, a series of small bubbles suddenly appeared in the water tank.

Then, a pale face suddenly emerged from the black water.

His eyes were wide open, his eye sockets were almost cracked, and his mouth was terrified. From his expression, we can see the fear of this person before his death. He should have been drowned or scared to death.

But these are no longer important to Pei Gan, because this face is Zhou Rong's face.

And Zhou Rong is standing in front of him at this moment.

Just when he couldn't help it and opened his mouth to scream, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

The next second, his world began to turn upside down.

At the last moment, he saw a twisted figure and a huge knife in the figure's hand.

After leaving the kitchen, Jiang Cheng immediately lightened his footsteps and went directly to the door. He grabbed the door handle with his hand and tried it gently. He felt a click on the door handle and the door was locked.

He immediately gave up the idea of ​​leaving through the door, looked back at the dark stairs, and then turned around and walked quickly towards the stairs without hesitation.

As he carefully chose his footing position and walked up the wooden stairs carefully, he suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the kitchen behind him.

"Bang!"

"Gululu"

The object that fell to the ground seemed to be relatively round. After falling to the ground, it rolled twice until it hit something and stopped.

Jiang Cheng swallowed his saliva and immediately sped up his movements.

The windows and doors on the first floor were sealed by some force, so he wanted to try his luck on the second floor.

After all, there would be no deadly situation in nightmares. If he couldn't get out of the second floor, he planned to set a fire and try to create an opportunity to escape.

After all, he had discovered the problem with Zhou Rong.

His posture when he moved was very strange, and the strangest thing was the footprints he left when he stepped back.

The footprints were only a little bit of the tip of his toes.

It was as if he was always walking on tiptoe.

This was obviously wrong.

The layout of the second floor was completely different from the first floor. The entire second floor was a large room without any partitions, with a wide view and a panoramic view.

And because of the lighting, the view was much better than the first floor.

A bright window was about 10 meters away from Jiang Cheng, and he could rush over with just a run-up.

But Jiang Cheng still turned around and looked around.

Although the second floor was not high, it would not be dangerous normally.

But this was a nightmare. No one knew if something would suddenly appear and push him after he jumped down.

Or a broken tree or something would suddenly appear below and pierce him like Jiang Zhongyi, hanging on the tree with a very miserable death.

His sight slowly swept around. The layout of the second floor was relatively simple. It seemed that this place had been used as a study.

Next to the wall, there is a wooden screen, an old-fashioned armchair, and a very orthodox table. On the table are a pen holder, an inkstone, a ruler, and tools for calligraphy and painting.

Several brushes of different thicknesses hang on the exquisitely crafted pen holder.

There is also a dusty rocking chair in the corner.

Several strangely shaped stones are thrown beside the stairs, which looks a bit out of place.

His eyes rarely stay on these things until he sees a large wardrobe.

The shape of the wardrobe is somewhat similar to modern wardrobes, but the workmanship and materials are obviously more solid. This wardrobe can be said to be the most closely integrated with the modern in this building.

But at this time, this wardrobe is very uncomfortable from the visual point of view.

Because the surface of the wardrobe is covered with dense scratches.

The scratches are long and short, but without exception, they are very deep. The moment Jiang Cheng saw the scratches, a series of desperate pictures suddenly emerged in his mind.

"Creaky--"

The sound of a door being opened suddenly rang out downstairs.

The current environment was far from quiet, and the sound of a door being opened downstairs should not be so clear when it reached Jiang Cheng's ears.

All of this was too deliberate, as if it was done on purpose.

There was no doubt that it was a ghost.

The kitchen door was opened.

Then there was a slow but long friction sound, and Jiang Cheng's heartbeat began to fluctuate. He could even imagine the scene of the ghost's soft and boneless body crawling on the ground.

It seems that Pei Gan is already dead, and he didn't hold the ghost for long.

"Pah!"

The ghost has stepped on the stairs and is heading straight for his position.

There are only two options now.

One is to rush to the window and then jump out.

The second is to hide in the closet immediately, then hold your breath, keep silent, and let life and death be left to fate.

Normal people will undoubtedly choose the first option. After all, as long as you jump out of the window, it means leaving the scope of the building, and the ghost should not chase you in the scorching sun.

And the closet covered with scratches makes people feel uncomfortable. I guess something terrible has happened.

The worst possibility is that there are actually two ghosts in this building, and the other one is hiding in the closet.

The moment someone opens the closet, the death easter egg in the mission is triggered.

Time is running out, and the ghost's footsteps have appeared at the corner of the stairs, accompanied by a sharp friction sound.

It sounds like a sharp knife, slowly scraping along the rough plaster wall.

It's that ghost!

She was dragging her broken body, holding the huge knife in her hand, with the blade pressed against the wall, and slowly walking towards him.

She was like an experienced old hunter, playing with the cornered prey in the trap.