After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Mo Jinan's words made Bai Ze's expression even more worried. He looked at the two hanging corpses with a sad face.

"Wife?"

"Jun Li, his brain is not good and he only saw a ghost..."

Bai Ze stared at the two bodies and then turned to Jun Li: "So... where is the other one?"

"And these weird words in the lyrics..."

Bai Ze lowered his eyes and glanced at the nursery rhyme again, then slowly spoke: "Chicken feet... big fishing net... bathtub..."

"Why is his first reaction when he sees someone with a bad brain to ask him to turn the rope? Why... ask him if he can't find his heart..."

Jun Li immediately grasped the key words and then looked at Bai Ze: "These two bodies were disemboweled and their internal organs were all missing! So do they want us to find their lost hearts?"

"It's possible..."

Bai Ze stared at the corpse and always felt that something seemed to be wrong... He had been wondering why there was only one ghost among the two corpses.

Where did the other ghost go?

"Ah? Looking for the heart?"

Zhou Ju was standing outside and heard Bai Ze's voice and then shouted: "There is a heart in my room that was turned over by someone! It's just a flower rope! Why don't we go back to the room on the fifth floor and have a look, maybe there are some clues on the rope?"

Jun Li just remembered that when he was leaving, Zhou Ju asked him if he knew how to turn over the heart. He didn't pay much attention at the time, but now thinking about it, he felt that there was something strange about it.

"When I was a kid, I pestered my mom to play cat's tumble with me, but I never saw anyone who could do the heart-tumbling game."

Mo Jinan suppressed his nausea and said, "I can't take it anymore. I'm going to go up with this beauty. I really can't stay in this toilet any longer. Damn it, I'm going to vomit!"

"Shall I accompany you?"

Lin Jiayan subconsciously wanted to follow Mo Jinan, but Mo Jinan quickly waved his hand and said, "You have a good brain, so you can keep it. I can't figure it out anyway, so I won't hold you back."

Luo Zhi didn't say a word from beginning to end. She suddenly lifted her skirt and rushed into the men's restroom.

“Hey, Zhizhi!”

Before Zhou Ju could react, he saw Luo Zhi had already gone in. Luo Zhi looked up at the two bodies that were constantly dripping with blood and the braided rope hanging around their necks...

"Fishing net...hanging?"

Bai Ze paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked carefully at the thick braided rope with a few threads coming apart. Luo Zhi suddenly spoke softly: "Fishermen will cast fishing nets into the sea when fishing, and use machines to tighten and hang up the nets after the fish fall into them..."

Luo Zhi made a gesture of folding and hanging with her hands, and then she looked at the hanging rope and said: "The nursery rhyme should correspond to the method of murder, but because it is still aimed at children, the lyrics will be abstract."

"The fishing net should be a reference to the murderer strangling the two children and hanging them in the air like tightening a fishing net when fishing."

"Zhizhi, Mr. Mo and I will go back upstairs first!"

Zhou Ju knew that Luo Zhi had already started reasoning and it was not appropriate to interrupt him. The two ordinary humans could only refrain from interrupting him and not hold him back.

Bai Ze suddenly realized and said, "The bathtub refers to the blood that drips down the body and splashes into the pit of the toilet after hanging!"

"Yes."

“This is too abstract…”

Jun Li twitched the corners of his mouth, finding it hard to imagine that the bathtub and the squat toilet could be connected.

“What are those noodles…”

The three of them suddenly fell silent, but Lin Jiayan outside suddenly spoke up: "You said... Is the rope used for catapults really just a rope?"

Jun Li and the others suddenly paused and then remembered the blood-red thick rope they saw in Zhou Ju's room...

"The corpse's internal organs were all taken out...it wasn't just the heart that was taken out..."

Lin Jiayan stood up and slowly approached: "And the intestines."

"Fuck! That... that means..."

"Well, the long and thin shape of noodles can be associated with intestines."

Lin Jiayan was extremely calm one second, and the next second he suddenly realized, it's bad! Then Mo Jinan will go upstairs...

...

Mo Shao, who was still rejoicing over his escape from that disgusting toilet, had not been happy for two seconds before he faced the darkest moment of his life.

Zhou Ju used his card to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, what came into view was the red intestines oozing blood on the table.

The intestines were tangled together with a strong and foul smell of blood, and the shape in the middle looked very much like a human heart...

"vomit!!!"

Poor Mo Jinan had just vomited and now he vomited again unexpectedly. The bloody intestines looked like they had just been taken out of his stomach and were still wriggling gently. The heart-like shape in the middle was trembling slightly with the wriggling of the intestines, really like a beating heart.

Zhou Ju found it hard to accept such a bloody scene. She covered her mouth and kept swallowing her saliva. Her stomach felt sour and she couldn't hold it back when Mo Jinan vomited.

The two men took a while to relax before looking at each other tiredly. No one was willing to take that pile of wriggling intestines.

"In the blue sky and the Milky Way...there is a little white boat..."

"There is an osmanthus tree on the boat..."

At this moment, singing came out of Jun Li's room next door without warning. The originally sweet and tender child's voice seemed particularly creepy in this weird scene.

"What should we do? Or...or should we go down first?"

Zhou Ju obviously retreated. She looked at Mo Jinan inquiringly, and Mo Jinan nodded quickly. He couldn't stand it anymore. There were corpses and intestines, and now he was still singing here.

Mo Jinan found it understandable that a ghost suddenly appeared and stabbed them both.

The two of them immediately rushed towards the safety passage, but the pitch-black darkness of the safety passage, like an abyss that swallowed people, made them both afraid.

Mo Jinan swallowed and looked at Zhou Ju awkwardly: "How about...we take the elevator?"

...

Fortunately, there was no one in the elevator. After entering smoothly, they pressed the first floor button. They just felt physically and mentally exhausted. They had lived a good life in the first half of their lives, but suddenly they had to deal with such an exciting thing. Who the hell could stand it.

Mo Jinan looked at the flashing elevator floor lights and frowned slightly: "Huh?"

"What happened again..."

Zhou Ju could no longer bear the fright. She narrowed her eyes and looked where Mo Jinan's gaze was.

"Ok?"

Zhou Ju pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment before asking, "I remember this hotel has eight floors, right?"

"Yes, I checked before I came here and it was the eighth floor."

Mo Jinan took a breath and scratched his head: "This is weird, why does this elevator only have seven floors?"

"Is it because the eighth floor was a storage room that this hotel was never built in the first place?"

"I don't think so..."

Although Mo Jinan didn't think much about it, he knew that as long as it was a strange incident, all abnormal findings could not be explained by common sense.

So... the elevator can't reach the eighth floor... or...

The eighth layer didn't exist...