demon godfather

Dominic looked at the female corpse on the bed, then at Chris, and jumped off him.

"You...can't see...?"

"It's true that there is nothing!" Chris panicked, "What did you see? A corpse?"

Dominic blinked hard.When I looked again, the female corpse on the bed disappeared inexplicably.The sheets were clean and smooth, not to mention the corpse, not even a single wrinkle.He went back to watch TV again, the TV screen was pitch black, and he turned it off by himself.

"This room is weird..." Dominic murmured, "People died here, not long ago."

"you sure?"

"I saw a female corpse on the bed just now, but it's gone now... I guess I accidentally saw the scene in Lingbo Prison again. I'm going to visit Lingbo Prison."

Limbo Hell is the gap between heaven and hell. It is the place where the souls who belong to neither heaven nor hell after death stay, and it is also a mirror image of the world.Human activities, whether they are physical or spiritual, will leave traces in Limbo, just like human beings leave footprints when they walk on the earth.Experienced hunters can track their prey through footprints, and skilled demon hunters can also rely on the traces in Limbo Prison to solve mysterious events.

However, not all witchers have the ability to enter and leave Limbo at will.Chris has lived for more than 20 years, and has only seen the sight of Lingbo Prison once, and it was only through some means of "peeking" instead of entering it himself.Dominica is different.He was born with the ability to enter and leave Lingbo Prison, so powerful that even if he himself didn't want to, he would still see the scenes in Lingbo Prison from time to time.

Dominic nodded to Chris, who said worriedly, "Be careful."

"No problem. I'll take a look and come out."

He turned to the big #flat and clean bed, took a step forward, and stepped into Lingbo Prison.

The surrounding light dimmed, and the world seemed to have turned into an old yellowed and faded photo.A faint shadow floated in the air, like a layer of mist, which was the trace left in Limbo Prison by the actions of Dominic and Chris entering the room.

Lying on the big bed was a woman in white pajamas, who was dead and strangled just like the scene Dominic had just seen.Her body was shrouded in a layer of off-white light. In Limbo Prison, off-white is the color of death.

Someone died in this room.A woman was strangled to death on a bed.But Dominic couldn't tell how long ago this happened.The woman's ghost might still be lingering in the hotel, otherwise how would they explain the flickering TV?

Dominique pulled away, and the rich colors around him returned.He turned to Chris: "A woman died in this room. The scene is very clear, and I don't know if her resentment is too strong, or she died not long ago."

Chris raised his eyebrows: "So her ghost is still...? Are you going to expel her?"

"The female ghost didn't do anything bad, but she just turned the TV on and off... I don't know if I should expel her, I just know that I must not sleep next door tonight!" Dominique said firmly.

"Then change the room?"

"Right on my mind!"

They put away their guns, left the room, shut the door behind them, and went downstairs to talk to Moira about changing rooms.On the first floor, I saw Moira lying face down on the counter, with one hand hanging limply by her side, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

Dominic screamed that it was not good, and rushed forward in two steps in three steps, and was about to check on Moira's situation, but Moira suddenly raised her head and said, "What are you doing?"

Dominic took a deep breath, "Are you okay?"

"What's the matter? I just dozed off." Moira said inexplicably, "What's the matter with you?"

Dominic sighed.Moira is fine.He thought that the female ghost had harmed her just now.

"We want to change rooms," Chris said.

"Why? Is something broken in that room?"

"No!" Dominique said eagerly, "There have been deaths in room 202 next door, so I don't want to live next door!"

Moira was furious: "Why are you talking nonsense? Why has someone died? Our hotel has been open for so long, and such a thing has never happened! You are spreading rumors and slander!"

"But I clearly saw..." Dominic rolled his eyes, "Miss Moira, may I ask if there was a woman living in Room 202 recently, with long black hair and about this height." He gestured for height as he spoke.

Moira was less angry. "When you said that, I remembered that there was indeed one. Just the day before yesterday, a couple lived in that guest room, and the appearance of the wife was exactly as you described."

"you sure?"

"There were very few guests in the hotel, so I remember it very clearly."

She stared at the two suspiciously, "Aren't you trying to say that the woman is dead? Impossible. The couple checked out yesterday morning, and I went to check the room, cleaning and so on. body, or I would have called the police."

Chris asked: "Did you actually see them leave together?"

Moira rubbed her chin and thought for a while: "It...it doesn't seem to be. I remember that it was the husband who came to check out, but I didn't see my wife, but when I went to clean the room, my wife was not in the room, I thought it was me She left before I noticed."

"Does your hotel have surveillance?"

"There is one, but it can only take pictures of the counter and a small area around it, not the place where you are standing."

"That is to say, there is no evidence to prove that the wife left the hotel with her husband?"

Moira nodded.

"But you can't say that the husband murdered his wife, right?" She asked suspiciously, "otherwise, where did the body go?"

"Is it possible that it was taken away by the husband? Like in a suitcase or something?"

Moira sneered: "It's impossible. The couple did bring a suitcase, but it was too small to fit a corpse, half of it might be possible. Even then, there was still half of the corpse left Well, did it disappear out of thin air?"

Chris was silent.He believed that Dominic would never be wrong. There must have been a murder in the hotel, but Moira repeatedly denied their speculation.If the couple were not the murderer and the deceased, who was the deceased?Could it be that Moira was lying?

He looked at Dominic, and the honey-haired young man also lowered his head in thought, and said to himself, "If the body hadn't been taken away, it must still be in this hotel... where would it be?"

Moira said: "You two are delusional, right? You've said that there was no murder in our hotel, and you still insist... Are you trying to blackmail me? I don't have any money for you!"

Dominique raised his head: "Heh, let's just check out and leave. Anyway, it's not my house that is haunted, so you can stay alone in the hotel with the female ghost."

"What, what haunting! If you continue to make trouble for no reason, I will call the police!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Chris quickly smoothed things over. "Miss Moira, we also want to find out the #truth, otherwise we won't be able to sleep well at night. Think again, is there anything unusual about the couple when they checked in? Or, did you find anything wrong when you cleaned the room place?"

"There is nothing unusual... By the way, I found that the bathroom # room was cleaned very clean, and the bathtub still has traces of use. Our hotel has limited manpower, and the bathtub is generally not cleaned. If guests want to use it, they have to clean it themselves. I At that time, I thought they both loved cleanliness..."

Dominique recalled the bathtub in his room... well, Moira never cleaned it, and seeing that bathtub made people lose the desire to take a bath.The couple even cleaned the bathtub and took a bath?It's really...

"Anything else? Like...the TV?" Chris asked. "Did you notice if the TV was on or off when you were cleaning the room? If it was on, what channel was it playing?"

Moira looked strange: "What are you talking about? What TV?"

"It's the TV in Room 202!"

"You are kidding! Our hotel business is not good. In order to collect money, we sold a lot of things. We sold all the TVs a few years ago. For decoration and beauty, we put models in the guest rooms. There are no TVs. It’s just a shell, and there’s nothing inside, let alone play it.”

Chris stares at Dominic in shock.

"We did hear... didn't we...?"

Dominic nodded stiffly: "I saw it...that's right..."

"That TV..."

"It contains..."

"what exactly is it……?"