Abnormal items

Mark followed Xie Zuo and rushed out. The sound from next door had disappeared.

Jie Zuo came to the door and kicked it open...

There were no lights on in the house, and the moonlight from the window shone into the house, illuminating everything. Tables, chairs, and benches were overturned on their sides, and other debris was scattered everywhere.

Bana's body was covered with numerous small wounds. A rope stretched out from the ceiling was put around her neck and hung her from the ceiling.

The wounds on the body were still oozing blood, and the blood dripped on the ground drop by drop, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

Jie Zuo walked over, took off Bana, checked his breathing, and found that he had already lost his vital signs.

When Mark saw the scene in front of him, his stomach suddenly turned violent, and he squatted at the door and vomited wildly.

Jie Zuo walked around the room, groped his chin, and then re-examined the wounds on Bana's body.

Bana's expression was very painful, and it was obvious that her death was not so peaceful. The wounds on the body were very deep and thin, as if they had been cut with a utility knife.

"It's Miho! It must be her!" Mark shouted in horror at the door, with food residue still at the corner of his mouth.

"Go and notify the hotel manager." Jie Zuo ordered him, ignoring Mark's scream.

"I'm not going!" Mark looked at the deep corridor and shook his head timidly.

"Then you watch here and I'll inform him." Jie Zuo said again.

"I am where you are, and I will never leave you." Mark shook his head like a rattle.

"Tsk~" Jie Zuo glanced at Mark with disdain, but Mark pretended not to see it.

"Okay, then you follow me." Jie Zuo reluctantly got up and went out, with Mark following closely behind.

Mark looked at Jie Zuo. This guy was more serious than ever. He was different from his usual casualness, which made people feel very reassured.

Jie Zuo, who was walking in front, suddenly changed his expression. Mark was surprised and asked quickly: "What's wrong? What did you find?"

Jie Zuo turned his head and looked at Mark with a serious expression. Mark swallowed nervously, and then heard Jie Zuo slowly speak: "I ate too much at night. I want to go to the toilet now. No, no, my head is exposed!"

"Well... I thought he was reliable before but it was my imagination!" Mark watched Jie Zuo stumble back to Bana's room.

"Why don't they go to their own room..." Before Mark could finish thinking, the surroundings suddenly darkened.

"Ahhhh~~" Mark screamed...

Jie Zuo returned to Bana's room, quickly opened the bathroom door and sat on the toilet, "Crack, crackle, crackle."

"Phew, feel good."

It became very quiet outside the door, a bit eerie. Jie Zuo sat on the toilet and looked around.

On the left mirror, something suddenly changed, and ripples spread across the mirror.

Jie Zuo watched quietly and even wiped his butt in front of the mirror.

The ripples spread for a short time, and "blood" began to flow out from the mirror.

Blood quickly spread all over the bathroom floor. He pushed the door open, but as expected it couldn't be opened.

Blood continued to flow out of the mirror. Jie Zuo picked up a glass and threw it at the mirror. The glass sank in and disappeared.

"Oh, it's interesting." The scene in front of him directly reminded Jie Zuo of the mirror he saw in the basement of Lina's house that could copy everything.

Just when Xie Zuo wanted to put his head in to see if he could see the young lady he saw in the mirror last time, a strand of black hair stuck out of the mirror, and the hair was tangled together like seaweed, floating in the wind.

Jie Zuo's eyes sharpened, he took down a bottle of shampoo from the shelf, and then another basin of water.

Maybe the weird guy in the mirror didn't expect that one day someone would wash his hair in this way.

Jie Zuo applied the shampoo evenly to his hair, then rubbed it slowly: "Is the water temperature suitable for the guest?"

"Uh, not bad." A deep female voice came from the mirror.

"What does the boss do? Your hair is a little oily." Jie Zuo continued to talk.

"Uh, murder." The voice in the mirror continued.

"Oh, this work is a bit strenuous. You see, your hair is not only oily but also very dirty." Xie Zuo rinsed it with water and picked out a bloody scab from his hair.

"Yeah." The weird one in the mirror replied softly, a little embarrassed.

"Then I will do some maintenance for you today and massage your scalp." Jie Zuo turned on the kettle in the bathroom.

"Even so, I'm still going to kill you!" The strange voice coming from the mirror suddenly became sinister, making people feel goosebumps.

"I know, I know, I love my job!" Jie Zuo smiled carelessly, and then took out the old-fashioned razor blade provided by the hotel.

Wei Wei stopped talking and quietly let Jie Zuo fiddle with it.

The water was boiling. Jie Zuo, who was massaging his weird scalp, took the kettle in his hand and poured it down suddenly.

"Ahhhhh~" A scream was particularly harsh. Xie held the blade in his left hand and cut off a strand of hair with a "swish" sound, followed by several consecutive strokes, and when Weird didn't react, he shaved off a large area of ​​hair.

"I'm going to kill you!!" Weird screamed, and Jiezuo grabbed its hair tightly. After a stalemate for a while, Weird pulled it hard and retracted into the mirror.

The mirror returned to normal and the bathroom door opened.

Jie Zuo shook his shoulders and looked at a lock of hair in his hand: "Hey, fight with me!"

Outside the house was still the same, with Bana's body lying there quietly.

Jie Zuo looked at it and walked into the corridor.

Mark squatted in the corridor, shivering, and didn't notice Jie Zuo walking over.

"Don't come over, don't come over..." Mark muttered in a low voice with his eyes blank, and Jie Zuo patted him on the shoulder.

"Ah...cough..." Mark shouted while coughing while Jie Zuo laughed beside him.

In just a few minutes, Mark's voice became hoarse from shouting.

Seeing it was Jie Zuo, Mark rushed to him with tears in his eyes: "Ah, where have you been, wuwuwu..."

"Be good, I'll buy you some candies." Jie Zuo looked at the crying Mark and stroked his head, feeling mixed for a moment.

After Mark calmed down a little, the two returned to their room, and Mark began to tell what he experienced after Jie Zuo went to the toilet.

——When darkness came, Mark felt that the ground under his feet became soft, as if he was stepping on a person's belly.

There was something staring at him around him. He didn't dare to move and could only stand there and yell, but there was no response from the surroundings.

Mark felt that the thing staring at him was getting closer and closer to him, so he had no choice but to huddle in the corner and close his eyes.

Just when Mark felt that the thing could touch him, Jie Zuo appeared.

At this point, Mark cast a grateful look at Jie Zuo again. Just as Jie Zuo was about to say something, there was a knock on the door...