Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 384, Weird

The cold wind in front of him has stopped, but there is an inexplicable chill rising from the spine.

Bai Jingnan looked at the reflection again, trying to take a closer look, but found that the figure disappeared in a flash, as if it was just an illusion.

Then he turned his head and looked towards the place where the reflection was, and there was nothing in reality.

Taking a deep breath, as my heart regained its calm, I suppressed the horror, just thinking that I was dazzled for a while.

Back in the crowd, while picking vegetables, he asked subconsciously, "I said, is there any problem with the smart home system in this house?

"After all, only the third aunt lived in this family before, and she was always busy in the store every day. She didn't usually use these things, and anything was easily broken if it was not used."

A middle-aged thin man shook his head, "I've thought about this a long time ago, and I checked it when I was cleaning the house just now.

"I was originally a professional in the maintenance of intelligent robots. I thought that if there was something wrong, I would help to repair it by the way. It would be a little bit of work, but apart from the aging of the wiring, there was nothing wrong with it."

Bai Jingnan asked, "There are so many technologies involved in the smart home system, won't there be any gaps in the inspection, and the skills you learned in the third district can still be used here?"

"I am repairing and not manufacturing, and I have never been out of the zone, which does not mean that Panasonic, rice factories, and flower factories will not leave the zone, and the technical standards are the same.

"Why do you seem to be expecting the intelligent system to make a mistake, did you find something wrong?"

As stowaways, everyone is wary of abnormal phenomena.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Bai Jingnan revealed what he had just discovered without hiding anything.

Hearing this, someone else said the same thing, "If you say that, I have actually encountered similar things.

"When I got up to go to the bathroom last night, I noticed some strange movements around here, as if someone was watching me secretly.

"But at that time, there was obviously no one, so I was so scared that I ran back to the room before I finished peeing."

"You guys are enough." A little fat man quickly interrupted everyone's conversation, "Now it's a materialistic world, I don't like this, and more importantly, I really want to go to the bathroom right now, so don't make me unable to urinate .”

Someone ridiculed, "No, I'll be your companion."

"roll…"

Then he ran away quickly.

With this interruption, the atmosphere eased, and everyone wanted to put this topic aside, discussing the future development and other serious matters.

But at this moment, a sharp cry was heard, coming from the direction of the toilet, it was the voice of the little fat man who had just left.

Everyone raised their minds and rushed over.

At the door of the toilet, the little fat man was sitting on the ground with his trousers belt ajar, and opposite him was inside the toilet.

I saw a person kneeling by the toilet, with his back to the door, his hands stretched behind him from above, as if he wanted to grab something, his face turned 180 degrees to his back, staring at the people at the door with wide eyes , or the person standing behind him had a happy smile on his lips.

And its appearance is also known to everyone.

"This is publicity..."

"I said why I didn't see him and thought I ran to be lazy, so..."

"what happened?"

It's not that everyone hasn't seen a dead person before, it's just that they are relaxed and comfortable, and after the previous foreshadowing, they suddenly see such a strange person who died, and they can't help being horrified.

"Everyone, don't panic."

A voice sounded, and the curly-haired man jumped over the crowd and came to the bathroom without fear, carefully observing Zhang Yang's death.

"There is no doubt that it was a homicide.

"It is impossible for a normal person to turn his face to the back by himself, not even a martial artist who has practiced martial arts to the limit.

"Unless someone helps him.

"That's why he stretched his hands behind him. It's an instinct to grab the person behind him."

His words also brought everyone back to reality from their paranoia.

"Broken neck, murder?"

"Who will come to murder Zhang Yang? Does he still feel that there is some enemy...or it is aimed at us."

"Who is the murderer?"

"Being able to turn a person's head around without too much struggle, the murderer must be a martial arts master."

Immediately, everyone could not help but fix their eyes on the curly-haired man next to the corpse.

He had a lot of status before, and he was the only master among the crowd who had practiced martial arts in the outer sect.

"It's definitely not me."

The curly-haired man said calmly, "Before I was by your side all the time, and I didn't have time, and at the same time, everyone has already gotten to know each other very well, so there is no reason or motive.

"Even if I have evil intentions, it's impossible to use this method at this time. Whether it's secretly poisoning or using some means while going out, it's better than this."

As he spoke, he turned his head to stare at everyone, "Not only is it not me, the murderer is not anyone between us, there is no ghost."

Everyone hurriedly explained with a smile, "Through the journey, everyone will naturally not suspect that it is our own.

"It's about whether you, a martial arts master, can find any traces from the scene, and whether you can get any effective clues."

The curly-haired man nodded, and then inspected the corpse, "On the cheeks and jawbone of the corpse, you can faintly see dredging finger marks, and it is basically certain that the head was violently twisted off.

"The nails of the corpse are broken, and the wound between the fingers is new, which means that Zhang Yang and the murderer had a brief stalemate during this period, but they didn't do their best. It's strange that there is no residue between the fingers, as if in the It's like fighting the air..."

Someone asked, "Could it be related to the disappearance we encountered on the boat? Something followed us down?"

The curly-haired man shook his head and denied, "Last time it was a disappearance, this time it's a murder, it doesn't look like the same kind, and there are no 'things' in this world, there have never been ghosts and gods, there are only man-made disasters."

"But we are new here, we don't know anyone, and we don't have any enemies. Even if there are, others have tricked us, and now we don't have any money on us. No one has any reason to do anything to us...

"There must be something bad."

The curly-haired man was helpless, "Trust Ke..."

In the middle of speaking, the voice suddenly stopped.

I saw the lights in the toilet and the corridor began to flicker as if they were in bad contact, as if they had sensed something.

At the same time, one after another indistinct and strange voices appeared in the room, like a baby crying, or a resentful woman weeping, or someone muttering to himself.

It makes people feel bored and can't help but want to listen carefully.

Everyone's emotions and memories that were suppressed in the deepest part of their hearts were aroused, and the harsh voices were gradually adapted, as if they had become some kind of intoxicating fairy music. The whispers were the love words of the lover, and the sobs were pear blossoms. With rain, that cry is the inspiration of life.

I suddenly saw a figure in my eyes, and it became vivid with the sound.

(End of this chapter)