Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

Wen Wusheng folded the invitation and put it in the pocket of the windbreaker. When he came out, he found that Sun Cheng had disappeared, and asked, "Where are the others?"

Zhou Yun whispered: "He thinks staying here is a waste of time, so he went to the funeral parlor to check the cremation records. He probably suspects Zhang Chengqin's parents are lying and wants to verify it."

Wen Wusheng nodded: "Then let's go back first."

"Is it so soon? Don't wait for him? Did Zhang Chengqin's parents go too?" Zhou Yun was puzzled.

They haven't figured out a way to enter Zhang Chengqin's home to learn more about the situation.

Wen Wusheng was thoughtful: "I want to verify something."

Zhou Yunxi said: "Boss, do you have an idea?"

He immediately stood up and followed Wen Wusheng to bid farewell to Xie Yuan.Before the two left, Zhou Yun looked at Yuan Yuan: "Are you going back with us?"

Yuan Yuan's eyes lingered on Wen Wusheng and Zhou Yun for a few seconds, he seemed to hesitate, and shook his head after a while: "I'll wait for him to come back, he should be back soon."

Zhou Yun just asked a symbolic question, and when he saw that he refused, he went out with Wen Wusheng, and when he was sure that he could not see him from a distance, he made a face behind him: "He really regards Sun Cheng as a treasure, and expects to protect him in close combat? Is he not afraid?" Sun Cheng pulled him back, a fool really doesn't even know how his teammates died."

"Young man, cultivate your body and mind." Wen Wusheng said.

Zhou Yun sighed: "I'm just angry, who do I look down on, boss, I said you are too short-tempered..."

The two got on the bus going back, Zhou Yun said: "Boss, did you know anything from chatting with Xie Yuan just now? In fact, you can wait for the result of Sun Cheng..."

"No."

"Then why?" Zhou Yun was really confused.

It is very important to determine whether Zhang Chengqin's body has been cremated, because maybe Xie Yuan lied, or there may be other secrets in it. If Zhang Chengqin was not cremated, they could pass the customs on the spot, but now they came back by car first. Does that mean you missed it?

Wen Wusheng said: "We may have gone astray."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yun was taken aback for a moment, he had always felt that his thinking was very clear so far.Whether it is to deduce the substitute from the ending of "Two Mes" and the substitute test, or follow the substitute to investigate everything related to the substitute Zhang Qin.

Wen Wusheng said: "Actually, there is a very strange place."

"where?"

"Actually, as I said earlier, why didn't the female ghost kill the manager first?"

"Huh? But the manager is still dead, isn't he turned into a corpse?"

"The point is not the fact that the agent died, but the specific timing of the agent's death."

"What do you mean?"

Wen Wusheng said softly: "The female ghost is obviously hiding in the house, why didn't she kill the manager before we came in, and didn't kill her while we were talking with the manager, but after we went out of the manager's office?" What is the difference between these three approaches? Or what is the difference in behavior motivation?"

Zhou Yun racked his brains to think: "If we kill her before we come in, it will be silent; if we kill her while we are talking, we will catch us all; if we kill her immediately after we leave..."

Zhou Yun's voice paused, and his eyes widened suddenly: "The difference is that the manager talked to us! It was misleading!"

"Did the agent say something to mislead us? The female ghost wanted the agent to talk to us, so she deliberately kept the agent until the end of the conversation with us, and she killed her after the agent finished speaking, which shows that she is right. The manager's hatred is still very deep, she has no intention of letting her go, she just wants to use her to mislead us!"

Wen Wusheng said: "Yes, this is the point."

Zhou Yun immediately began to recall that the agent had said a lot to them at that time, the amount of information was too much for a while, he really couldn't think of any sentence that was particularly critical.

"Actually, there is another very strange point." Wen Wusheng said.

Zhou Yun was surprised: "There are more?"

"Why both Wang Ting and her manager were killed by Zhang Chengqin, Wang Ting died of overdosing on sleeping pills, but her manager was divided into corpses?"

"That's right!" Wen Wusheng didn't think that he didn't mention him. When he said this, Zhou Yun was stunned. "In terms of hatred, she must hate Wang Ting even more. Why would she leave her whole body instead of leaving her behind?" Has the manager been dismembered?"

Zhou Yun asked: "Could it be that the method of killing is random?"

"I don't know, so I want to go back and find out how the other people died. In Province A, all we can get is information, not clues." Wen Wusheng said.

"No wonder you came back without even waiting for the result!"

Zhou Yun came to his senses completely.

This is the place that is really full of doubts, and it is a problem that players really need to solve. The importance of exploring Zhang Chengqin's home or finding out whether Zhang Chengqin's body was cremated is not at all the priority.

The road of Chaodu now seems like a tempting bait, hooking them from the river full of doubts and clues to a province A that has nothing to do with solving the core doubts.

They came to Province A, learned about Zhang Chengqin's native family's blood-sucking, and learned that she and Xie Yuan had a lingering love affair, but these information were just information and could not help them solve their core doubts.

The information is infinite, as long as they want, they can not only find ways to go to Zhang Chengqin's home to find out the specific situation, but even go to the kindergarten, junior high school, and high school that Zhang Chengqin attended, and visit everyone who has had an intersection with Zhang Chengqin, Piece together Zhang Chengqin's complete life in detail.

But this is the job of historians who write personal biographies, not those who seek quick deciphering.

Zhang Chengqin is a piece of cake, but what they really want is the tiny but crucial sesame seed on the cake.

But according to Sun Cheng's current approach, they are trying to figure out the shape of the cake.

When they came to province a, they pinned all their hopes on Zhang Chengqin's failure to be cremated, but this incident was...uncertain.

Leaving aside that Zhang Chengqin may be cremated in advance, it is also possible that what the eminent monk said was unreliable. After all, the game prompt did not directly say "the player found Zhang Chengqin's bones and cremated it super-severely", that was all accidental in the plot The events that happened are not necessarily related to their final customs clearance.

They unknowingly lost 100% certain doubts for an event with an uncertain probability rate. When Zhang Chengqin committed crimes wantonly, they were coaxed by Buddhist beads and comforted by super powers, and left the center of the story.

They really went astray.

Wen Wusheng stroked the human bone bracelet on his wrist: "Actually..."

The corner of Zhou Yun's mouth twitched slightly: "...Is there another strange point?"

Zhou Yun has completely realized his rookie: "Boss, tell me."

"Don't get me wrong, this trip is not for nothing, at least Zhang Chengqin's reluctance to see Xie Yuan is also a very important information point."

"What do you mean?"

"We'll know when we go back," Wen Wusheng sighed, "Zhang Chengqin is smarter than we thought."

Zhou Yun always felt that Wen Wusheng seemed to know something.

……

After sitting on the bus for several hours and taking a taxi, the two finally arrived near Wang Ting's studio in the middle of the night.

The bustling neighborhood when I came back last time is now empty, only police cars whizzing by, and the whining sound of sirens is like the howling of countless undead.

The police cars all headed towards the direction of Wang Ting's studio.

Many employees of Wang Ting's studio live in the neighborhood near the studio.

The two chased the police car all the way to the downstairs of the community, and Zhou Yun was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The security tape has been drawn at the gate of the community, and the police officers have brought out corpses one after another. They may not be called corpses anymore—pieces of meat with burnt clothes on the surface filled countless black sacks, and the pieces of meat Burnt black fine wire-like hairs can be vaguely seen on the body.

Two police officers were responsible for dragging a black sack. The bag wiped the ground, leaving a trace of blood mixed with pus on the clean road of the community, and the air smelled burnt and fishy.

Many police officers were sick, and other residents of the community ran downstairs one after another, screaming and fleeing, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

People in the community fled, but people from outside the community flocked in. The lights of the famous buildings opposite were all turned on, and many residents looked here from their balconies.

Over there, an old lady was describing what happened vividly and spitting, surrounded by a circle of people.

"Do you know? I am a resident of this community! Those who lived here in Wang Ting's studio are all dead! Have you seen those bags! They are all pieces of meat!"

"I live next door, and hearing the screams scared me to death! Fortunately, I was a light sleeper and reacted quickly!"

Zhou Yun couldn't believe it for a moment: "Did Xie Yuan really not lie...? Zhang Chengqin can do it so ruthlessly?"

The people in the studio may have looked down on Zhang Chengqin more or less, but it would be too cruel to kill them all directly.

They had only walked for a few hours, and the death had already swept over these minor people. It was conceivable that most of the more sinful people were killed by Zhang Chengqin earlier.

Wen Wusheng glanced at his phone. It seemed that the matter was too big, and he was afraid of causing turmoil. The news was completely suppressed, and there was no movement on the major traffic platforms.

If they don't come back, nothing will be known about it.

"Why can she massacre?" Zhou Yun really didn't understand, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

According to the speed of killing according to the regulations, it may not take a few days, and all the people like them who expect to get something for nothing in the whole city will be dead.

Within a few months, the city will be empty.

Zhang Zhangqinguang killed at least several hundred people that night.

"Because the mermaid is the most beautiful at the moment before it disappears, the moment when the explosion sweeps across is the end and even the beginning." Wen Wusheng said.

Zhou Yun couldn't understand this difficult and mysterious sentence like poetry.

A policeman came over: "Do you have anything to do with this studio? If there are any, they need to be isolated and protected."

"No," Wen Wusheng denied, "but there is a friend who knows the people here, so he was a little worried when he saw what happened, and wanted to ask about the situation for him."

The police said: "At the end of the day, within a few hours, everyone related to "Two Mes" has died. If you know anyone who has been in contact with this movie, you must immediately remind them of the seriousness of the matter. They came to the police station to accept protection, if you have nothing to do, go back quickly—"

Wen Wusheng grabbed the policeman's arm and asked, "Who do you think did it?"

Before the police could reply, the old lady over there had already said passionately: "Wang Ting! It must be Wang Ting! She has turned into a ghost!"

The people beside him hurriedly asked, "Why?"

"Don't forget, Wang Ting was the one who had the accident first. As a result, she passed away a day or two ago, and everyone related to her died one after another..."

"She has no grievances with these people, why kill them?" someone questioned.

"That's needless to say! You were so popular in life, are you willing to die suddenly? You must drag someone down to accompany her. Besides, we don't know whether she is good or bad because of the screen. Maybe she is in private. She is a vicious bitch, she might even want to set up a studio in the underworld, and continue to be her big star!"

Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment before he realized that, except for the people inside Wang Ting's studio and those who were on the set at the time, no one knew that Zhang Chengqin had died.

And these insiders were all killed by Zhang Chengqin.

In the eyes of the general public, the story is very simple, that is, the big star Wang Ting died unexpectedly, and within a day or two, everyone related to Wang Ting died.

"That's too evil... My God, I always thought she was kind."

"If you say a few words less, you won't be afraid that Wang Ting will come to you after hearing..."

Zhou Yun said in a low voice: "That's obviously Zhang Chengqin's ghost..."

Wen Wusheng said calmly, "No, that's Wang Ting's ghost."

Zhou Yun was stunned: "Boss, are you sure you are right?!"