The bell struck nine times, and Fu Yan, Ma Yuling, and Zhu Feng leaned against the corner wall, turning off the lights and holding their breath.
But after the bell rang, a few minutes passed, and all was quiet.
In the darkness, both Zhu Feng and Ma Yuling were holding back. Only Fu Yan lit the candle in the lamp with flint and said, "Let's go."
Ma Yuling asked in a low voice, "Wait? According to the pace. Let's count..."
"No wait." Fu Yan glanced at his watch and said, "It's been five minutes, and the squatting monster won't refresh."
Ma Yuling: "...Okay."
She thought about it, Christina was the last time She appeared in the dining room when the bell rang, and now it's absurd to put her here to calculate her pace downstairs, but she can really go.
Zhu Feng was at a loss: "What are we waiting for?"
"Let's go back." Ma Yuling said, "Let's go first." The
group of three completely left the corridor, found the stairs and went down to the first floor. They passed through the hall, the faint yellow light of the candle lanterns enveloped the surroundings, and there seemed to be unknown beasts lurking in the darkness. Zhu Feng walked at the front. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something that seemed wrong. He lowered his head subconsciously and said, "...Blood?!"
"It seems to belong to Marlene." "Did she lie here the day before yesterday?"
Zhu Feng said, "No... No, I mean, even if she was lying here at the time, wasn't it cleaned up?"
"It's just a few bloods . It's not a big pool of blood, maybe it was missed during cleaning." Ma Yuling stood up, "Forget it, no matter here, let's..."
"Wait a minute." Fu Yan interrupted suddenly, "This is not where Marlene lay down."
"What?" Ma Yuling looked at the floor under her feet, "But this pattern..."
"The pattern on the floor of the hall is repeated, and each combination has a large area, but it is indeed repeated. This is not the one where Marlene was lying." Fu Yan calmly pointed out, "In order to determine the murder scene that day, we put the hall in the hall. I searched the surrounding floor. It makes no sense that blood spots that can be seen in such a dim light can't be seen for a long time."
"You mean, this is someone else's blood?" Ma Yuling said, "Someone died tonight. But it's only after nine o'clock... so early?"
"Look, this is also there!" Zhu Feng came to the spirit, found the next blood spot, and moved forward in the direction of the blood spot. The three moved forward step by step with the guidance of the blood, and finally stopped in front of a gate. Ma Yuling
looked at the door, recalling the map that Fu Yan had completed in her mind, and hesitantly said, "This door... leads to the Duke's residence?"
Zhu Feng suddenly turned his head to look at her: "How do you know?!"
Answered, controlling himself not to look at Fu Yan.
Fu Yan stepped forward and pushed the door: "It's not locked."
"Huh?" Zhu Feng turned his attention and swallowed, "Go in?"
Fu Yan calmly shook the pot: "Look at you."
Zhu Feng had no idea and looked at Ma Yuling again.
Ma Yuling put one hand in her pocket—Fu Yan guessed that there were props in there—and said, "I suggest going in. Otherwise, if you come out at night, do you have to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages?"
Zhu Feng didn't even escape. , took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, come on. I'll open this way with one hand."
After speaking, he counted down three seconds by himself, and then slowly opened the door on the right.
The heavy door made the sound of the bearing turning, and was pushed open by Zhu Feng, who used all his strength. If Zhu Feng was ready for a sneak attack, he turned around and ran away, but there was nothing. He also saw blood that continued on the ground, extending all the way into the heavy darkness.
He couldn't help asking: "It's so big in here? How to get there...?"
Ma Yuling said, "Follow the blood spots."
So the group of three sneaked into the long corridor again. Zhu Feng had no idea what the structure was inside, not to mention that he thought the Duke was an "evil spirit". Now that he wants to trespass into the resting place of the "evil spirit", it is normal for him to tremble in his heart, so he carefully looks around at every step. Ma Yuling has a map in her head, but she doesn't have a clue about the real scene, so she also stares nervously at the changes in the surrounding environment to avoid misremembering the location.
Only Fu Yan was in a more relaxed state. He has been here several times, and he has quietly recorded his steps, so even if there are no lights, he still remembers where to turn and where to go upstairs.
Following the blood spot, the three all the way to the end of the corridor. This is a T-shaped fork, and the blood drop disappeared at this fork. It seems that you have to look left and right to know where it is. Ma Yuling remembered that there was a staircase going upstairs not far from turning left. After gritting her teeth, she decided to go to the left first.
As a result, just two steps away, she suddenly said in a breath, "Shh! Don't move!"
Zhu Feng froze in place.
"Did you hear it?" Ma Yuling pointed her finger up, "There's something!"
Zhu Feng listened with bated breath, and after a while, he heard a faint "swoosh" sound, which sounded like...
"Iron chain ?" Zhu Feng also replied in a tone of voice, with tension in his voice, "It's right above our heads...!"
In other words, the chain that was dragged, or the thing that was dragging the chain, was on the second floor. Walk slowly down the corridor. Strangely, listening to the movement of the iron chain, this person should move slowly and his footsteps should be heavy. But no matter how the three of them held their breaths, they could not hear footsteps.
Fu Yanxiang: Maybe it's bare feet.
He remembered that person.
Zhu Feng clenched his fingers: "Continue to follow?"
Ma Yuling thought about coming out at night, just to find something different? This has all hit the front, can you shrink? So she said: "...Follow!"
Having said that, the three of them still didn't dare to follow too closely, and only crept up the stairs, daring to turn. They had lamps in their hands, and turned around for fear of discovering the light source.
It was during this hesitation that Zhu Feng heard something: "...Is someone singing?"
In fact, when they reached the second floor, the straight-line distance between the three of them and the sound of the iron chain became longer, and the location became unclear. But the frequency of the singing voice is high, but it becomes clear. All three heard the melody, but they didn't understand the lyrics for a while. After hesitating for a few seconds, Ma Yuling decided to turn off the lights and follow.
Fu Yan reminded: "There are decorations on both sides of the corridor, be careful to bump into them."
The other two followed suit. After turning off the lights, they carefully touched and walked slowly. The advantage of Fu Yan's "familiarity in advance" is becoming more and more obvious. He roughly remembered the location of the decoration, so he didn't have to worry about bumping into it, and he didn't pass in front of the two, so he had more energy to concentrate on listening to the meaning of the song.
It sure was a woman singing.
Fu Yan heard her singing:
"...the devil falls in the garden/
Nightmare covers the night/
are you calling me/my angel/
are you calling me/my sin/
singing loudly in my heart/is the angel Or the devil/
Come to me/The people bound by the nightmare /Get
off the shackles/The people bound by the nightmare/
Acknowledge your original sin/
Accept your judgment..."
Her voice was not like her His footsteps were so heavy, but he was high-pitched and high-pitched, as if he could pierce through the darkness and fly out of the roof. Her singing faded away, showing that she seemed to be going upstairs, and the movement of the chains disappeared. After listening to the sound, Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and couldn't help but said in his breath, "This, the whole "Phantom of the Opera"..."
Obviously, he also thought that the singer was Christina.
The name, the attire, and even the setting to some extent, bear a resemblance to the heroine in that opera.
It's just the duke, obviously not in line with the ghostly setting with a mask in the shadows. Ma Yuling thought for a while, then whispered, "Is there someone hiding in the manor..."
"Shh!"
Fu Yan interrupted her suddenly, and then the flint clicked and the candle was lit.
Before Ma Yuling could ask him why he suddenly ignited, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye. She looked over involuntarily, and her brain was stunned for a moment!
--Christina! ! !
- She was standing at the end of the corridor, she didn't go upstairs!
And her outfit looked extremely weird. She was wearing the kind of straitjacket that violent psychopaths would put on, and her hands were tied by a chain and a lock. The chains that fastened the hands to her chest were also chained around her neck, and another lock was hung at the neckline. And the last set of chains and locks was wrapped around her feet, preventing her from striding. The sound of the chain dragging on the ground before, also came from this.
There was a little blood on her white dress, as well as on her bondage clothes and chains, making it impossible to tell where the source was. Her long blond hair was disheveled, covering most of her face. But for some unknown reason, Fu Yan and the other three seemed to be able to pass through the messy hair and feel her penetrating gaze.
Whoosh--shhh-!
She walked towards the three of them step by step, Zhu Feng was so frightened that he took two steps back, hitting the fencing sword used for decoration on the wall and crashing to the ground. Zhu Feng almost fell without stepping on it, and found that what he stepped on was a sword, he immediately squatted down and picked it up as a self-defense weapon.
However, Fu Yan didn't think that this sports fencing was of any use. It might not even be able to pierce through a straitjacket. Fu Yan quietly lifted his jacket and found the dagger pinned to his waist.
"Ho...ho..." Christina made a hoarse voice in her throat, as if her throat had been torn, and it was completely different from the voice she sang just now. Her voice sounded so terrifying, inversely proportional to her petite frame. Fu Yan, Ma Yuling, and Zhu Feng are also becoming more cautious. At this moment, everyone is holding something in their hands, to beware of the sudden explosion of the abnormal looking girl opposite.
In the faint candlelight, Christina, who was heavily restrained, staggered over, and the pronunciation that rolled out intermittently in her voice finally formed the word: "Kill...kill...!
"Devil...chain...release... I......! She said terrifying words, pulling the
chain closer and closer, and the three of them also stepped back. They had no time to think about the girl's words, and it was difficult to judge what the girl was going to do. Just as they were still hesitating, Christina suddenly stopped. In front of them, he raised his head suddenly!
Fu Yan was caught off guard and caught her gaze, he subconsciously pulled out the dagger, and raised it up—there was no black smoke!
Fu Yan: That's not right...!
When Fu Yan realized that the dagger was not right, his head suddenly dizzy. , closed his eyes uncontrollably. His
consciousness instantly sank into the endless darkness.
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