Maoshan Ghostbusters

Zhuang Mengdie frowned and said, "But where did these people go? Li Qiang's wallet is here, where are the others? Where is Yu Yong? Liang Jun, you have been in this basement for a long time, have you seen Yu Yong?"

Liang Jun said, "This basement is very big, and I didn't walk through them all. In fact, I only came in twice when I came in together. This is the second time I came in. I only saw you two and the cat. No one else saw it. Oh, yes, the big guy told me, He Xiang is still alive."

Ye Tian and Zhuang Mengdie were stunned, "Huh? He Xiang? Is it one of the four missing actresses?"

"Yes."

"But where is He Xiangren?"

"According to the big guy, he thought she was too noisy and locked her up. As for where the locks are, I don't know."

Ye Tiandao, "Then we have to find He Xiang and rescue her quickly."

Looking at this cabin, there were no more clues, so the three had to go out the door.

Zhuang Mengdie knelt down and checked the **** handprint on the ground again.

This time, she retrieved her backpack from the hut with a flashlight in it.

Turn on the flashlight and check the pool of blood on the ground again, and sure enough, there are more discoveries.

Just now, due to the dim light in the corridor, I could barely see the **** handprints. After turning on the flashlight, two lines of vague blood footprints appeared on the side of the pool of blood. Because these two lines of blood footprints appeared in the dark shadow of the corridor, it was difficult to find their presence in the dark.

One of the two lines of footprints is the 44-yard footprint that Zhuang Mengdie is so familiar with.

The other line of footprints are strange footprints.

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Obviously, the 44-yard big footprint on the ground was left by the suspect, and what is surprising is that we saw all the blood fingerprints left by the suspect before. Here, the blood fingerprints disappeared and the blood footprints disappeared. It appears, what does this indicate?"

Liang Jundao, "What's the problem?"

Zhuang Mengdie said, "It means that after the suspect got here, he didn't use crawling anymore and moved away."

Ye Tian couldn't help snorting.

Liang Jun said, "That's weird. Before, the suspect had to crawl on the ground and he needed to climb and rest. When he got here, he didn't have to climb, he could also stand up and walk."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and said, "It's not surprising at all. Didn't you see a line of 40-yard footprints next to the 44-yard footprint? The suspect was able to stand up and walk because the person with the 40-yard footprint supported him. For the sake of it."

Liang Jun nodded, "Well, if you explain it this way, I will understand."

Ye Tiandao, "Then who is this person who is supporting the suspect to walk?"

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will measure with a ruler, and maybe you can know who he is."

Zhuang Mengdie took out a ruler from his backpack and measured it. The unfamiliar footprint is 40 yards, and the footprint of male leather shoes.

"According to the ratio of height to foot length of 7 to 1, we can know that the height of the suspect is about 175. Then according to the wear part and the degree of wear of the sole, it will change with age. With age, its area Gradually increase from the foot point forward. Young people’s feet have a large lift, and the heels have a small force surface; when the old people walk, their feet are flat, walking slowly and dragging, and their heels are heavy. Judging by his footprints, this People should be old people."

Liang Jun smiled and said, "Writer Zhuang is amazing, you can tell from the height and age of the footprints."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and said, "It's more than that. If I guess right, this man with a footprint of 40 yards should be Lao Zhou himself, because at this time, he appeared in this ghastly basement and dared to hold his whole body. There is no one else except Lao Zhou who escaped from the blood suspect. Because even a beast, there is always a feeling of licking the calf. Seeing his son seriously injured, he can't leave it alone. So this person who helped the suspect escape It could be Lao Zhou himself."

Ye Tiandao, "Writer Zhuang's analysis is correct. This suspect must have been helped somewhere by Lao Zhou. Let's follow it up."

The three of them walked forward with their footprints, and finally reached the elevator room on the second basement floor.

The two blurred blood footprints disappeared at the elevator door.

The only explanation is that Lao Zhou took his son up the elevator.

As soon as Zhuang Mengdie saw this deformed elevator, all the previous unhappiness immediately came to his heart.

At this moment, what appeared in front of her was the old lady in the elevator covered with blood and a scalpel in her neck.

Thinking of that old lady, Zhuang Mengdie couldn't help shivering.

Meow--meow--

The Siamese cat crouched in front of the elevator door, tilting his head and looking in the thin doorway.

Suddenly, it began to become manic and angry, growling low, reaching out its sharp little paws, scratching the crack of the door, as if arguing with something in the elevator.

Zhuang Mengdie was shaking with fright and shouted, "Meow, come here, don't touch the elevator."

The Siamese cat continued to scratch the elevator door with its small paws, which seemed to have not heard the owner's words, whining strangely. The harsh scratching and weird meows made people shudder.

Since the Siamese cat was disobedient, Zhuang Mengdie had the courage to walk over, squat down, and wanted to take the cat away. As soon as she raised her head, she heard a strange sound coming from the elevator, puffing and puffing. Yes, it seems that something liquid is dripping from a height.

what? Why are there such strange noises in the elevator?

Out of curiosity, she looked in through the crack in the door.

As a result, I saw a strange scene.

Because the door gap is thin and long, the scene she sees is only a thin strip, not all.

The first thing I saw was the wheel of the wheelchair, and the next thing I saw was the white striped garment worn by the patient. Of course, only a thin strip can be seen for these two things.

She can only roughly infer that it should be a person sitting in a wheelchair.

Looking down the slender strip, she saw a pair of black pumps. This pair of cloth shoes looked familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

The sound of puffing and puffing came from the crack of the door.

What is ringing?

She subconsciously looked next to the pair of pumps, blood! A big pool of blood.

It turned out that the popping sound was the sound of blood dripping onto the floor.

Looking up along the seam of the door, the white patient gown had been dyed red at some point.

Zhuang Mengdie couldn't help screaming, fell to the floor, shrank, and backed away.

At this moment, the crack in the door suddenly turned black, and nothing was seen.

The Siamese cat restlessly calmed down.

Just as Zhuang Mengdie was in shock, an eye suddenly appeared in the crack of the door, staring at her viciously.

In the ear, the vicious voice of the old woman sounded.

"Girl, have you seen enough?"