No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Five of the eight people present have completed their identification, and the trial that organized this death game was determined to be the inner ghost with an overwhelming majority of votes. Want to frame me as an insider? It’s just wishful thinking, to tell you the truth, no core members can overwhelmingly identify me in the trial, I can end this game at any time!”

"Is it necessary to be identified by the core members?" Su Che suddenly looked at the three members of the Ghost Story Association, and looked at my face to act.

The three members of the Guitan Association who received the signal took out the gold-edged Tarot cards representing the core members of the Tarot Club, and Su Che also took out the gold-edged Tarot cards representing death from the hermit outside the Tangshan Reservoir. , Yizheng said, "I, Su, have a showdown, core members? We are all!"

"You are the inner ghost!"

Chapter 420 Eight Cultists Are Fighting, The Situation Is Out of Control

As Su Che and the three members of the Guitan Association successively showed the gold-rimmed Tarot cards representing the core members of the Tarot Society, the neutral voice suddenly wailed in pain.

The hanging rope around everyone's necks spiraled upwards and loosened without a sound, and the blood-red eyed monster's body was split into pieces. The body of the monster with eight blood-stained hanging ropes was slowly divided into eight parts. There was no emotion in its blood-red eyes. fluctuation.

But the painful wailing of the neutral voice that came from nowhere became more and more severe, as if the body was divided into eight parts not by the monster with blood-red eyes above everyone's head, but the owner of this neutral voice.

a long time.

When the painful wailing from the neutral voice stopped completely, the chairs and dim lights above their heads disappeared, and the dark underground space reappeared in front of everyone.

"Who is the inner ghost? And who am I?" Ah Zhen had already fallen into a state of confusion. She was once entangled in the torture of her inner soul, until the dark underground space in front of her was lit with bright lights, and suddenly woke up.

The underground space illuminated by bright lights is very empty. It may have been used as a warehouse before, and there are still a lot of damp and moldy paper packaging fragments left everywhere. There is a faint smell of blood in the air. It seems that something bloody and terrifying happened here. things.

Su Che removed the magazine from the Type 54 pistol at his waist and loaded it with bullets, and held Professor Yang's whip hidden in his sleeve in his hand. He glanced at Liu Ming and fooled him nonsense, "I'm wronged Yes! But in order to catch the ghost who broke into the association, this is a necessary sacrifice!"

"There is more than one inner ghost, come with me."

Hearing Su Che's words, Ah Zhen and He Tang looked at each other, and their minds were suddenly flooded with various unreasonable associations.

"Could it be that after discovering that a ghost has occupied the seats of the core members of the association, the senior management of the association concealed all the members of the association and carried out a secret operation to eliminate the ghost? Four... oh no, including the hidden The magician killed by the hermit, the association dispatched five core members, and even paid the price of the tragic death of a core member to expel the hermit, and eradicated the inner ghost who beat him into the association. It seems that the hermit is more powerful than four years old. It's even scarier now..."

The underground warehouse illuminated by lights was exceptionally quiet, and any strange movement could be heard clearly. Su Che walked about 30 meters away, and suddenly heard the sound of something shaking back and forth.

After walking more than ten steps forward, Su Che confirmed that the sound of shaking back and forth came from the warehouse with a half-closed door in front.

"Shh! Be quiet!" Although the core members of the Tarot Society who claimed to be judges were eliminated, the vicious boy who ran away just now was still missing. I don't know how many Tarot Society cult members are hidden in the empty underground warehouse in front of me. In addition to the three members of the Tarot Society who were limped by him, it is always right to be careful.

Walking slowly outside the half-closed warehouse door, a strong smell of blood wafted out. Su Che looked at the scene inside the warehouse through the crack of the door, frowning slightly.

Eight blood-stained long ropes used for hanging fell from the ceiling of the warehouse. At the end of each long rope hanging down to the ground, there was a piece of bloody body remains. The gold-edged Tarot cards fell to the ground, stained red by the hot blood dripping from the remains.

Kuang Cheng, who smelled the strong smell of blood, swallowed his saliva from time to time, the eyes covered with black hair flashed with eagerness to try, Su Che gave him a wink, and Kuang Cheng who received the signal pushed open the half-closed warehouse door , his body rose into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he picked up the gold-edged Tarot card that was stained red with hot blood and handed it to Su Che.

This is a gold-rimmed tarot card depicting a pair of blood-red eyes staring down at a dead body on the gallows with limbs drooping limply. Su Che took this gold-rimmed tarot card from Kuang Cheng and thought to himself "First, it was the death that the hermit used against Guo Yulin, and now it is this trial that is comparable to a rule-like ghost, in which the ownership of the Tarot cards is determined in the cruel fight, and the death divination game mentioned by the system, and the hermit What I said before... I seem to understand the purpose of the Tarot Club!"

"Leaving aside the nonsense that collecting all 22 tarot cards can make wishes come true, these tarot cards are indeed as the magician said... There are ghosts in the tarot cards, and they are not ordinary ghosts!" After thinking for a moment, Su Che shook his head. The top priority now is not to explore the hidden secrets of the Phnom Penh Tarot cards, but to find out all the Tarot Society cultists hidden in the underground warehouse and eradicate them thoroughly.

Holding the gold-edged Tarot card representing judgment, Su Che turned around and said to A Zhen, He Hao and Liu Ming, "Now there is a vacancy for a core member, we temporarily organize a core member promotion, in this Obviously there is more than one insider in the underground warehouse, catch them and bring them to me, whoever completes the best will have this tarot card and the core member seat of the association."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the three people lit up instantly, and even Liu Ming, who had been punched off the back of the head by Su Che, put aside the unpleasant experience between the two of them, gearing up for a big fight.

"This doesn't seem to be a normal promotion ceremony for the core members of the association?" Ah Zhen's mask collapsed to her cheeks on both sides, and she looked at He Hao and Liu Ming beside her with a ferocious smile. "In a normal promotion ceremony, the three of us can only One survived!"

Su Che cast a meaningful look at her, and counted down to himself, "The time is now [-]:[-] in the morning, and I don't want any ghosts who slipped through the net to exist here before dawn. Three, two, one ! The assessment has officially begun!"

As soon as the countdown ended, Ah Zhen, He Tang, and Liu Ming hurried to the depths of the underground warehouse in an instant. Seeing how Su Che turned back step by step, the members of the Ghost Story Association and An Donglin were unable to complain.

"President, are we going to wait for the cult members of the Tarot Society to kill each other, and then reap the benefits?" Kuang Cheng asked Su Che in a low voice.

Su Che turned around and walked towards the narrow and long exit passage of the underground warehouse, and at the same time replied quietly, "Old K, you have a big problem with your thinking. When we normal people encounter dangerous cult members who are full of evil and kill innocent people indiscriminately, we usually ensure our own safety." Under the premise, call the police and let professional people deal with it!"

"..." Kuang Cheng was almost choked to death by Su Che's words, feeling that you are beating around the bush and calling me a normal person?

Xiao Tiantian and Qian Fatzi complained in unison, "Chairman, can't you do something that a human being should do?"

An Donglin nodded thoughtfully, and said to himself, "So you can still play like this, I learned it!"

Leading everyone out of the underground warehouse and back to the abandoned dormitory building, Su Che took out the restocked climbing rope from his backpack and tied the rusty iron door firmly, making sure that even if someone escaped from the underground warehouse, the short-term After time could not open the iron door, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number with a long string of 0s in the address book.

Beep...beep...beep...

After three short busy tones, the call was quickly connected. Su Che said with a serious face, "Hello! 110? I found a group of extremely ferocious Tarot Society cultists fighting, and the situation is out of control Oh, the blood all over the ground is really scary! Please send people to kill them as soon as possible to stop their horrific acts of killing each other."

"The location is about half an hour's walk southeast of Tangshan Reservoir. There are many abandoned buildings here!"

Chapter 420 Do I Need To Lie To You?

[File number: JC-2020-0813-1] (This file has been summarized into the main file: HD-B-077)

[Tarot Society Cultist Rush Incident in Tangshan Reservoir, Jiangcheng City, Dongjiang Province]

[Hazard level: C (diffusion level)]

【Whether it can be controlled: Yes】

【Whether it can be eliminated: yes】

[Priority: None]

【详情：2020年8月13日早3时20分，据线人热心市民苏先生上报，塔罗会邪教分子于东江省江城市塘山水库东南方向步行约半小时距离废弃建筑内聚众火拼。

At 3:25, Zhao ▇▇, a member of the time investigation team of the Sixth Division of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service Stationed in Jiangcheng City Lanjiang Bridge, cooperated with Zhu ▇ to go to the scene of the incident to exterminate the members of the Tarot Society cult.At about 4:30, 4 members of the Tarot Society cult were successfully arrested, 3 members of the Tarot Society cult were killed, and one corpse was found. According to the accounts of Tarot Society members Liu▇, He▇ and Qiu▇ The remains of the testified body were tried for core members of the Tarot Society.

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[File appendix 1: Enthusiastic citizen Mr. Su (Night Watchman Consultant of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service No. 30, to view this entry requires level [-] authority)]

[File appendix 2: Law enforcement recorder video (2020081303201485-B.avi)]

[Appendix 3 of the file: Guai Tan Association (a dynamic non-governmental organization organized by Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen)]

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Watching from afar the members of the Tarot Society cult who were fighting in the underground warehouse were wiped out by the sudden arrival of Dongjiang National Security, Su Che yawned and sighed, "Today is really a meaningful day!"

Seeing this, Kuang Cheng, Qian Fatty, and Xiao Tiantian all had a line of cold sweat on their foreheads. They recalled that a few days ago, Su Che kept saying that he would help his own people at the headquarters of the Ghost Talk Association in Room 4, 14th Floor, Building 1444, Unfinished Building, Jiangdu Garden a few days ago. Everyone was a little speechless.

Feelings, you are helping to send the Tarot Society's own people to eat in prison!

After crossing the mountains and back to Tangshan East Road, the terminus of the No. 714 bus, Su Che and everyone from the Ghost Talk Association waited for a while, and the No. 714 bus driven by the subdued ghost slowly came from a distance.

After boarding the No. 714 bus, Su Che finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took away the Tarot Club's secret stronghold in Jiangcheng overnight. Without the interference of the inner ghost, the members can finally concentrate on dealing with the hermit, the traitor.

Bai Jing, who was sitting in the special seat for the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, stared at Su Che with her rice-grain-sized pupils, or hesitated, or mumbled her burnt lips in fear, and struggled for a long time before making up her mind to say, "See To him?"

Su Che was not in a hurry to answer Bai Jing's question, he opened his backpack, took out the briefcase that Liu Ming handed over when he surrendered, and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

The appearance of this briefcase is roughly the same as the briefcases carried by ordinary office workers, and there is nothing weird about it, but after opening the briefcase, an uneasy cold air emerges.

There was only a not-so-thick paper document in the empty briefcase, which was stained with a lot of dried blood. Su Che took out the paper document and flipped through a few pages.

Most of the contents of the paper documents are photos secretly taken from different angles, but the contents of the photos are all the same, all of which are pictures of an old-fashioned apartment balcony.

"Private detective? Or a perverted sneak shot?" Su Che continued to scroll down.

Until the last page, the picture of the same old-fashioned apartment balcony has changed, and a corner of the pure white wedding dress appears on the inner window edge of the balcony.

The moment Su Che saw this pure white wedding dress, Su Che suddenly felt as if the pure white wedding dress in the photocopied picture on the paper document was about to come out of the paper, and the extremely cold aura hit his face.

Su Che could even see the pure white wedding dress move forward a few centimeters behind the window sill, and a pair of bloodless pale arms protruded out. The blood was coagulated, and only the dead would have blue-gray capillary lines under the pale skin. Spread, dense and chilling.

"It's going to come out of the document!" Su Che was startled, subconsciously closed the paper document, and it took several seconds for the extremely cold breath to subside slightly.

Putting the paper documents back into the briefcase again, Su Che looked at the briefcase and fell into deep thought, "Even photocopied photos can't stop the spread of supernatural events, this ghost has something!"

Bai Jing's pupils the size of a grain of rice kept staring at Su Che, she was not annoyed when she saw that he ignored her question, she just asked repeatedly, "Did you see him?"

"I see." Su Che withdrew his attention from the briefcase to meet Bai Jing's eyes entwined with crazy emotions.

Bai Jing's pupils the size of a grain of rice spread instantly, occupying half of her eye sockets, and she continued to ask excitedly, "He...does he still remember me?"

According to Bai Jing's emotional breakdown before arriving at Yangping Ghost Port, she was brought to Jiangcheng by the hermit, and after she was put on the 714 bus, she never appeared again.

So Su Che was not surprised by what Bai Jing asked again, he shook his head and attacked Bai Jing's psychological defense in a flat tone, "You may not believe it, the current hermit may not be the same as the hermit you know personal."

"Outside the Tangshan Reservoir, the hermit is almost indistinguishable from an evil ghost in human skin. They are cruel and bloodthirsty, and they don't know pain, even if they are cut in half by a sharp knife..."

"Split in half by a sharp blade?" Bai Jing's scorched face became distorted when she heard this sentence, the crazy emotion in her eyes was mixed with hatred, she said through gritted teeth, "You killed him?"

"No."

"Do I have to lie to you?"

Su Che looked sincere, "I, Su, have always been law-abiding and enthusiastic citizens. How could I do something illegal like murder?"

"The hermit was cut in half by a long blood-stained knife that fell from the sky, and all of this has nothing to do with me, Su!" He continued with emotion, "It's really outrageous. The blood-stained long knife was cut in half and didn't die, but clamored that I would come back, and disappeared from Tangshan Reservoir."

"It's a pity that the hermit made a big mistake this time. He killed the core member of the Tarot Club, the magician, in public. Now the fleeing members of the Tarot Club gathered in Jiangcheng and vowed to revive the ghost under the river-blocking bridge." Get rid of the hermit!"

"By the way, old K, what did the people in the Tarot Society say about the hermit's real name?" Su Che glanced at Kuang Cheng, and said in shock, "The cult members of the Tarot Society are really crazy. The hermit did not hesitate to leak the information of the hermit to Dongjiang Guoan! Now, I think the hermit is really going to die!"

Kuang Cheng hadn't reacted from Su Che's words, but Bai Jing's face changed unexpectedly, and she murmured, "No, it's impossible, how could they know that the hermit's real name is Guan Tong... .”

Before Bai Jing could finish speaking, she immediately realized that her pupils that spread to half of her eye sockets suddenly shrank, she stared fiercely at Su Che and growled, "You lied to me?"

Chapter 430 They Give Too Much!

"I didn't say anything, you took the initiative to explain it!" Su Che smiled brightly, and now he can finally give the hermit a big gift package.

But before that, he still has a question, that is... If the Spoon Killer meets someone with the same name, how can he tell whether he is his target or not?

This is indeed a question worth pondering. After all, Su Che has only experienced the spoon slayer's curse on himself, and he really has no experience in releasing the spoon slayer's curse on others.

He glanced at the people in the bus compartment of No. 714 bus one by one, and sighed with regret, "If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have called the people from Dongjiang Guoan to encircle and suppress the cult members of the Tarot Society, and experiment with them first." The trigger condition of the Spoon Killer Curse is also good!"

Bai Jing seemed to be irritated by Su Che, and the crazy emotions entangled in her rice-grain-sized pupils became more and more intense, but the female ghost in white shirt behind her remained indifferent to Bai Jing's raging anger, but mechanically followed Bai Jing's movements and parodied actions .

Glancing at the white-clothed female ghost, Su Che withdrew his thoughts and thought to himself, "Looks like we need to add a prefix to the hermit's real name, so I'll use 'hermit Guan Tong, a core member of the Tarot Society cult'." The Spoon Killer showed the way, with such detailed information, you shouldn’t find the wrong person!”

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With an attitude of boldly assuming and carefully verifying, Fang Bo wandered around the Huatian Building by himself for most of the night, but he did not find any news that the Huatian Building was still haunted.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he was really sleepy that he left from the vicinity of Huatian Building. He found a place where he could rest nearby and took a nap for a while. He was going to go to the security department of Huatian Building to go to the security department of Huatian Building to go to Zhang Shaohua to go through the entry procedures.

In the second half of the night, a hazy white mist rose in Jiangcheng, and the temperature gradually became cooler. The mist condensed on the glass windows of the security department on the sixth floor of Huatian Building, and the misty scene outside the windows became more and more blurred.

There are still four people staying on the night shift in the security department, namely old Wang Tou and security captain Zhang Shaohua, and two young security guards who have just joined the job.