[comprehensive] superior skills

Regardless of the weather outside, the interior of the Cortez Hotel is always gloomy.

The bleak light casts an unreal ghost image on people's bodies. If someone freezes the shutter at this time, they will get a flawless ghost photo.

Ordinary people may feel uncomfortable in this weird environment, but now is the perfect time for the actors to perform.

"I don't intend to offend, don't you think the expressions of those contestants are too exaggerated?"

Reid coughed lightly, "Why do I think this kind of show looks weird, even more incredible than those soap operas that kill time."

Megan turned her head and saw that he was wearing a lavender woolen vest over the shirt, and there was a melting nougat under the bulging skin on his cheek, which looked as innocent and harmless as cocoa.

She stretched out her fingers to grab a piece of delicious candy from Dr. Xiao, and said with a smile: "Maybe they just want to make themselves look more valuable than others."

The competition existed from the beginning, and even when they decided to join forces against her as a potential opponent, the six women never gave up the opportunity to show their personal charm.

Thanks to them, Megan deeply experienced the feeling of collective rejection during her free activities.

Wherever she appeared, she would definitely not be taken seriously by any of the contestants.Even the team members were implicated and became the most unpopular member of the crew.

But unfortunately, no matter whether their purpose of doing this is out of jealousy or other reasons, it will not have the slightest impact on Megan, but unknowingly ruined their only chance of survival.

"I hope these underappreciated psychics can maintain their proud posture when they encounter danger." She thought with interest in her heart.

"What about Gideon and the others?"

It was only at this time that Megan realized that there was something missing around him. It stands to reason that the three people should not take the initiative to stay away from his sight.

"Oh, they showed up."

Rhett moved a few steps, and said in a low voice: "Gideon received help from an old friend. There has been a serial killer in Los Angeles recently. You know, the current situation is very difficult for the profiler. Morgan and Al I urgently need to return to the real world to find some confidence."

Although I feel a little sorry for the innocent dead, only when the detectives re-enter the murder scene can they feel like a fish in water.

Megan replied to him softly, "I understand your feelings very well."

The agreement with March is only for the Halloween dinner, and there is no requirement that the BAU team must stay in the hotel at all times.

Besides, as mortals who have just entered the other world, the agents have already made great sacrifices, and no one can expect more from them.

"Why didn't you go?" Megan looked curiously at the little doctor with curled hair.

"Well," noticing her gaze, Rhett pressed the disobedient curly hair by his ear with his palm, "I'm your legal counsel, am I not? Since we are a team, we can't let you stay here alone."

Even if you have never been afraid in your heart.

These extremely intimate words made Megan's mouth slowly bloom into a sweet smile, "Spencer, you are so gentle. Would you like to stay and have dinner with me, and of course, baby Coco."

Suddenly getting an invitation to dine alone, Reid looked a little bewildered.

After waiting for a while, he lowered his head slightly and licked his dry lips, "My honor."

In Room 143, contestants who completed the shooting task of the day gathered together to exchange experiences as usual.

After chatting about gossip news for a while, one of the black-haired women with rather gloomy appearance suddenly said: "I got an unfortunate news from the planner that Meghan Kane will occupy an entire single-person poster."

"Why?!"

All the women around her screamed in dissatisfaction, "That bitch just sits and enjoys what she gets but gets the most eye-catching page all to herself, it's so unfair!"

"Look at her insane stupidity! It's just bad luck!"

"A bitch who can only wag his tail and beg for mercy on the bed, but wants to stand on our heads!"

"Do you want her to take the opportunity to step on us and turn over? No! I will never agree!"

Looking at the jealous faces in front of her with satisfaction, Zoe Roberts, the woman who first brought up the topic, said softly: "I have a good idea, and I can beat her easily."

Lilian, who is usually the most arrogant, couldn't help asking, "Zoe, tell me what that is?"

Zooey didn't speak, but just looked deeply at the others.

She had already decided to drag everyone into the water when she made up her plan, because verbal promises are the least credible, and only common interests will not bring about betrayal.

"Okay, count me in!"

Alyssa, who dyed a head of gorgeous red hair, shrugged her shoulders, "I don't care about what you want to do, I just want to know if it will achieve the desired effect."

Only by killing the people in the front can it be the turn of the people behind to decide the outcome, isn't it?

Thea from Russia was the third to stand up and answer the call, "I agree."

Ava, who has Germanic ancestry, sneered and said, "I wanted to make her look good a long time ago, but she's just a past psychic!"

"Then what are we waiting for?" Payton asked with a grim face.

The six women made the same decision at the same time, but they had no idea what kind of nightmare was waiting for them.

Zooey hooked her fingers, and said softly when other people came around: "We can try to summon an evil spirit and sacrifice Megan to it."

If the magical Megan really possessed incredible abilities, she would naturally be able to escape this catastrophe easily; if she was inferior in skills, besides regretting her exaggeration, who else could she blame?

"Can you really summon that thing?"

Alisa frowned, "Have you thought about how to send it away? What if it is not satisfied with the sacrifice in front of you?"

Or did it choose someone else?

As a semi-professional psychic who is about to step into the threshold, she has often studied these dangerous sacrificial acts, and knows how terrible the most untouchable part is. A taboo, a little carelessness can make people fall into the abyss.

Seeing that the expressions of other people were also a little flinching, Zooey said with great confidence: "You should know the traditions of the Gypsies. When I was a child and wandered with my grandmother, I heard a very terrible legend. As long as Say 'Bloody Mary' three times to a mirror in a darkened bathroom to gain eternal youth at the cost of sacrificing your soul."

The memory of her childhood has long been blurred, but this terrifying legend is still deeply engraved in her mind.

"Bloody Mary?"

After listening to her mysterious description, Lilian almost laughed, "Zoe, haven't you ever been to a bar? According to you, more than half of the people in the United States have summoned that ridiculous evil spirit !"

She knew that she shouldn't have illusions about this weird nation, and instead of believing in those illusory horror legends, it would be better to give Meghan the medicine to get quick results.

"No! It's not the same!"

Zoe couldn't stand being ridiculed by the evil spirit of death that had cast shadows on her for decades, "Since you think it's just a joke, why don't you go to the bathroom and try it right away?"

"Tell the truth, Zoe!"

Lillian stood up and said, "I really don't mind wasting a little of my personal time to prove to you how stupid your story sounds!"

She quickly turned off the light in the bathroom, and said with a sneer: "Girls who are interested in seeing Cheng Jing's cocktails can come and join in the fun!"

Zoe, who was teased in public, tightly pursed her lips, watching Lilian walk into the dark bathroom with cold eyes.

The rest of the women still maintained their previous postures, waiting quietly to see if anyone would fall into the trap as expected.

The whole room fell into a strange silence, except for the inaudible breathing, only the ticking of the pointer of the old-fashioned wall clock accompanied people.

Peyton lit the cigarette in his hand, glanced at the clock again through the thin smoke, "How long do you think it takes to pronounce three names under normal circumstances?"

Her voice is slightly hoarse, and it is difficult to distinguish the gender of the master with just a pair of ears.

"Up to 2 minutes." Thea said.

"But it's been 10 minutes now."

Awa looked at the gypsy girl who was still calm and composed, "Are you guys acting together?"

Zooey smiled coldly: "You really think so?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the lights in the guest room were turned off, leaving only a flickering red light in the dark room.

"What's going on, is there a power outage?" Alisa asked in a trembling voice.

But when the mystery was about to be revealed, an unexpected situation occurred, and it was hard not to think of some creepy pictures.

Peyton yelled, "Keep quiet! Do you hear anything?"

At the same time, the woman with her lips tightly closed suddenly heard a sound similar to raindrops beating on leaves in the room.

And at this thrilling moment, Zooey suddenly felt a cold and slippery meat blade wrapped around her collarbone, like a snake winding past.

"Zoe..."

When the familiar voice whispered in the ear, the gypsy woman, who was forced to be calm, finally screamed and rushed to the door.

All the surrounding tenants were drawn out by a louder scream, and when they saw the blood-drenched woman, they thought they had witnessed a murder.

"What the hell is going on here? Where's the waiter at the hotel?" the beefy cowboy shouted, bare-chested.

In the brightly lit corridor, five terrified women ran out from the only guest room hidden in darkness.

Their legs ran wildly like clockwork, knocking away everyone who stood in front of them with unimaginable force.

The abnormal situation on the fourteenth floor called the elusive maid in the blink of an eye. She glanced at the dark room like the entrance to hell, and laughed at the angry guests: "Ladies are just thinking about Halloween costumes. There is nothing to make a fuss about, please go back to your room and rest!"

The cursing tenants were not satisfied with the maid's explanation, but they had no money in their pockets, so they could only continue to suffer from the small flaws that came with the hotel.

"Oh, my master!"

Inadvertently seeing the bearded man leaning against the door, an indescribable obsessive smile appeared on the maid's face, as if she had come back to life at that moment, "A small situation happened, some unknown things with a dark atmosphere Intruded into your territory."

Just like the same way of getting along in the past few decades, March, who turned a blind eye to the maid's loving and adoring eyes, replied in a flat tone without emotion: "I don't care if there are more strange creatures in the hotel. I'm only interested in whether they can add some color to this unchanging life."

In recent years, he has been unable to enjoy the original thrill of blood spurting from the corpses piled up in the basement.

The soul trapped in the hotel day after day has almost forgotten the original bloodthirsty impulse, and it urgently needs a new killing mode to activate those memorable silent years.

Because of this, he warmly invited those serving federal agents, wanting to see what kind of intoxicating flowers the fusion of justice and evil will produce.

It turns out that God is always there for those souls who are actively looking for a way out.

Ma Qi gently tapped the staff of civilization in his hand to the hunting ground of another species, sniffing the bloody smell lingering at the tip of his nose, "Ha, this cry from the depths of the soul, a mixture of fear and despair, madness and hatred The source of the curse is an unexpected delicacy."

He suddenly felt a little hungry.

But the pride of being a fellow soul artist doesn't allow March to eat the leftovers of his competitors, even if they smell so different.

"Ivers," he ordered to the maid who was always by his side, "prepare me for dinner, just have a tender and juicy veal steak."

"Okay, sir."

The maid hurriedly filtered through the tenants in her mind, and selected the one who looked the most delicious, "Your dinner is in room 31, do you need to clean it up in advance?"

You must know that it is difficult for the guests living here to maintain their own cleanliness. As the most loyal servant, she does not want to affect the owner's desire to eat because of a small detail.

"Do not."

March took out a sharp scalpel from his cuff, and gently waved his arms like a great performer immersed in a beautiful movement, "Let me enjoy this moment of ecstasy of pain to my heart's content!"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Bloody Mary is similar to the American version of Sadako, she will crawl out of the mirror after being summoned. =, =

In addition, the big villain Zoe did a bad thing, I don't know if anyone can see it: she deliberately concealed the most critical step of summoning the evil spirit, and confused the legend of Bloody Mary.

The last thing to add is that many years ago, a terrible villain lived in a certain room on the fourteenth floor. =, =

It's warm, okay~~