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Chapter 24 024. A weak man with strength and speed and double E

Qiao Mu didn't show any panic.

Instead, he calmly put the notebook on the table, turned to the last page, picked up the pen, and wrote down the words "March [-]" seriously.

"Don't the rules say that you should carefully record what happened during the day? I'll just take a look at my previous studies."

Qiao Mu pretended not to see those weird words.

This is a bit like killing a werewolf, because Chen Qixing has no reference by himself. He doesn't know whether only he can see these weird words or everyone can see them. As long as Qiao Mu plays well, then Chen Qixing will not be able to see Qiao Mu got the information.

Chen Qixing looked at his notebook and put his phone on the table.

"Let me write."

He asked Qiao Mu to stand up, then picked up the pen and wrote a few words.

Then, take pictures with your phone and record them.

Qiao Mu glanced at what he had written and saw nothing unusual.

At this time, Qiao Mu suddenly heard a crash from the direction of the ceiling.

The sound was like something heavy falling to the floor.

He remained calm, only seeing that Chen Qixing's movements froze slightly.

Apparently, the man heard it too.

Qiao Mu remained motionless.

Chen Qixing closed his notebook and was silent for a moment, then looked at Qiao Mu who was already playing with his phone and seemed to have heard nothing.

"I'm going to use the toilet. You can help me check the surveillance here."

He stood up and picked up the powerful flashlight.

"Oh."

Qiao Mu watched Chen Qixing leave. He moved his chair and looked at the surveillance camera. He could see the situation in each room on the surveillance camera. Under the night vision lens, everything looked eerie and quiet.

Chen Qixing left the security room, walked towards the bathroom, and entered a dead corner of surveillance.

Just then, all the lights went dark.

The computer, the overhead lights, the air conditioner, all stopped.

For a moment, the only light left in the room was the light of Qiao Mu's cell phone.

He immediately locked the phone screen.

In the silent funeral home, only the humming of the incinerator echoed in the space.

I don't know if it was a trip, or Chen Qixing cut off the power.

No matter what, Qiao Mu felt that he couldn't stay here.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.

The sound of footsteps was not light, step by step, echoing in the corridor, each sound became louder and closer.

Along with the footsteps, Qiao Mu also heard a friction sound, like something heavy being dragged on the ground.

[He is here, and he has bad intentions. You should be prepared, otherwise you will become that popsicle in the freezer! 】

In the field of vision, the blood-red text was exceptionally clear.

"Sure enough, Chen Qixing killed that woman."

Qiao Mu murmured in his mind, and he immediately hid behind the door.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door, and then Chen Qixing's voice came.

"Qiao Mu, it seems that the switch has suddenly tripped here."

Chen Qixing also tried to pretend to be normal to make Qiao Mu lower his guard.

Qiao Mu held his breath and remained silent, without speaking.

Behind the door, Chen Qixing hesitated for a moment, then fell silent.

Evidently, both were aware of it now—only one of them could get out of the funeral home.

What makes Qiao Mu feel strange is that even though Chen Qixing and he have become friends, he still chooses to kill Qiao Mu.

Compared to ghosts, the human heart is more terrifying!
Soon, the door handle turned and Chen Qixing pushed the door open.

The flashlight's dazzling light illuminated the entire room.

Qiao Mu hid behind the door, looking for opportunities.

Chen Qixing frowned slightly. He took a step inside. The flashlight swept across the computer, the table, and the upper and lower bunks. The light approached behind the door, where Qiao Mu was standing.

Qiao Mu didn't hesitate.

He pushed the door suddenly, and Chen Qixing was caught off guard. The flashlight fell to the ground, and his whole body was pinched by the door, making a distressed sound.

Qiao Mu immediately smashed the flashlight with one foot, and at the same time pushed Chen Qixing hard, pushing the man out to the corridor. With the last light, Qiao Mu saw that Chen Qixing was holding a heavy pry in the other hand. stick.

Immediately, he ran towards the deep corridor.

[These rooms are not good for you. I suggest you try your luck upstairs. After all, you won’t have to deal with the guy above. The stairs are on your right hand side. Take your pick! 】

The red words disappeared in an instant. Qiao Mu turned around without thinking and climbed up the stairs in the dark.

He heard a yelling sound behind him, followed by rapid footsteps.

It was even darker on the second floor, with no light at all. Even the emergency lights had been extinguished, and I couldn't see my fingers.

But in Qiao Mu's field of vision, countless words jumped out.

[The curator's office, at least one secretary can be stuffed under the desk inside! 】

[Warehouse, if you ask why the warehouse is on the second floor, of course it’s because the things stored here are very special! 】

[The archives room, the archives from last year are here, full of dead people, nothing to write home about! 】

[The reception room may have what you want, but it’s best to be careful! 】

[It’s another warehouse, but the things inside are obviously much more normal. It’s a small vault of Tiandi Bank! 】

Red words were imprinted on those doors, guiding Qiao Mu.

Without thinking, Qiao Mu immediately opened the door to the reception room and walked in.

The reception room was very spacious, but the curtains were drawn, making it pitch black. Qiao Mu groped for the sofa and coffee table.

And, a face.

Qiao Mu paused.

That face was icy and cold, with a slightly viscous surface. The man just sat on the sofa, motionless, as if he was already stiff.

[Hey, this little friend seems to be waiting for someone, and you are not the one he is waiting for, let's not bother them. 】

The crimson words flowed, outlining the outline of that person.

Qiao Mu withdrew his hand and hid behind the sofa.

Footsteps and Chen Qixing's call came from outside.

"Qiao Mu, what are you doing, we are friends, aren't we?"

His voice was somewhat gloomy and crazy, which made people feel chills.

In this funeral home that was supposed to be silent, Chen Qixing spoke indifferently. Obviously, his spirit had been tortured to the limit, and he was unable to maintain normal reason and thinking.

Qiao Mu heard the sound of the door opening. It was the curator's room next door.

The sound of Chen Qixing's footsteps became slightly quieter, as if he had gone into the curator's room to check the situation.

Qiao Mu was able to quickly think about his current situation.

He is a weak man with double E speed and no strength to restrain a chicken. He will definitely not be able to beat Chen Qixing who has a crowbar in his hand.

Moreover, Chen Qixing was such a mad murderer that even his good friends would kill him. Qiao Mu had no hope of confronting him head-on.

Then there is only one answer.

Only by relying on the rules of this funeral home to confront Chen Qixing can we possibly escape.

When Qiao Mu thought about it, he immediately got up and patted the corpse on the shoulder.

"Brother, can you help me later?"

He spoke to the corpse.

thump—

There was a knocking sound outside the door, and it seemed that Chen Qixing was groping his way over.

The footsteps became clearer and clearer, as if they were very close.

"Look, we rarely met at the funeral parlor, and I touched your face again. Rounding things off, we are friends."

Qiao Mu lowered his voice and whispered in the corpse's ear.

Chen Qixing seemed to be standing at the door, and he was about to push the door open the next moment. The sound of the crowbar scraping against the ground was harsh and penetrated people's hearts.

crunch--

The door of the reception room was gently pushed open, making a subtle sound of wood rubbing against each other.

Chen Qixing stood at the door holding a crowbar. The room was dark, and he couldn't see anything. There were only faint voices, which were vague and could not be heard clearly.

"Qiao Mu, don't hide, I know you're here."

His voice was low, with a kind of forbearance and madness.

"I am hot."

Suddenly, from in front of Chen Qixing, the thin murmur gradually disappeared and was replaced by a hoarse voice.

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