Nightmare Apostle

"I want to thank you on behalf of Wang Zhongli." Yang Xiao stood up and bowed to the woman. Monk Wukong also recited the Buddha's name.

"If...if you can contact Wang Zhongli, I hope you can also help me say sorry. It was our silence that harmed him." After finishing speaking, the woman stopped staying, stood up, wrapped the scarf around her face, and left in a hurry .

Yang Xiao and the two left the cafe and returned to the hotel. Not long after waiting in the room, Jin Shunche and Xuexiang also rushed over.

Taking off his coat and throwing it on the back of the chair, Lian Jinshun unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, drank a few sips of water in a hurry, and then quickly said: "We found the rental house where Wang Zhongli last lived. It was a three-story self-built building in the urban-rural fringe. Building, he lived in a small single room on the third floor. According to the time, he did not return to his hometown after dropping out of school, but found a job on a construction site near the urban-rural fringe, helping others sift sand. "

"The rental house has changed several owners. The things Wang Zhongli left behind have long since disappeared, but the landlord of the rental house is still there. He has a little impression of Wang Zhongli. He has a dull personality and doesn't like to talk. He looks gentle and polite, but he doesn't like to talk. He drinks and doesn't gamble, which is very different from other tenants working on the construction site. "

"The landlord reported that a few days before Wang Zhongli disappeared, someone came to the construction site to inquire about him. They were several young people who said they were Wang Zhongli's classmates."

Hearing this, Yang Xiao understood that these young men must be Fei Yong and the other three. These guys had a grudge because they were expelled from school and came to take revenge.

Then Yang Xiao explained his discovery in full, which shocked Wen Chongxian, "Fei Rou is Sha Meihui, she...she's not dead?!"

Yang Xiao turned to glance at him and said coldly: "You can speak louder so that Sha Meihui can hear that we have seen through her disguise and see how she will deal with you."

After hearing this, Wen Chongxian, who was already unpopular, immediately became silent, sat on the small sofa in the corner, and stopped talking nonsense.

Lian Jinshun compared the letter sent to the hotel with the textbook in Yang Xiao's hand, and nodded slowly after a moment, "Yes, it is a person's handwriting.

Fei Rou is Sha Meihui, one of the three bullies back then, and the ghost kills people one after another, but she is actually the one he wants to kill.

Now Yang Xiao suspected that Wang Zhongli's death might not be an accident. He raised his head and asked, "Who owns Wang Zhongli's newspaper?"

"Here I am." Che Xuexiang took out a newspaper from her pocket.

Unfolding the newspaper, the title of "The Killing Truck" was extremely eye-catching. With the clues he had grasped, Yang Xiao carefully stared at the only blurry photo on the newspaper. After looking at it for a short time, he discovered the problem.

In the photo, there is a muddy dirt road, surrounded by grass half as tall as a man. A twisted human figure is lying in the muddy water. The background is still late at night. How did Fei Yong, Sha Meihui and the others find such a remote place, and how did they know about it? There was a car accident here and someone was killed, so he brought a camera to take pictures.

Yang Xiao could only think of one answer. These three guys were nearby at the time of the incident. They might even have seen Wang Zhongli hit and killed by a car.

The scene at that time was probably like this. Wang Zhongli, who had found his residence, ran away in a hurry, while Fei Yong and the others were in hot pursuit. While escaping across the dirt road, Wang Zhongli was unfortunately hit and killed by a passing large truck.

Yang Xiao believed that the truck driver was innocent because even if he ran away after the hit and run, Wang Zhongli did not bother him.

The only real murderers are Sha Meihui, Fei Yong, and Hu Yuan.

"No wonder she has to call to confirm whether we are in the room every night. Together, we are her scapegoats." Even Jin Shun gradually figured out all this, and the case was finally revealed to the world. "It seems that any night when these three people stay in the room, People in the haunted house will be attacked by ghosts, and the ghosts will regard the people who live in as the only Sha Meihui who escaped."

"The ghost didn't come from outside. It was in these three haunted houses and never left." Lian Jinshun added.

"Another point is that if all three rooms are full of people at night, but someone escapes and one room is empty, the ghost will kill the escaped people. Aqiang is an example." Che Xuexiang recalled.

"stare."

"stare."

"stare."

There was a burst of fast and powerful footsteps in the corridor. More than one person came, and then the footsteps stopped at the door.

There was the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole.

After the door opened, three strong men wearing sunglasses blocked the door. The leader they had seen was the Monte man who punished Wen Chongxian before.

"Who lived in Building 3 of Qichiyashe last night?" the Mengdi man asked in a somewhat fluent Mandarin.

"It's me." Yang Xiao replied.

"You didn't report to our boss that you were safe, so I was worried about your kid all night." The man stepped forward, feeling surprisingly oppressive, "What did I say before, as long as you violate the agreement, you will be severely punished!"

The next second, under the horrified eyes of everyone, the man pulled out a dagger from his waist. The surface of the dagger was frosted, and there were grooves on the blade for bleeding. It was obviously a murder weapon. The man inserted the dagger into the table with his backhand. , making a "bang" sound, "Cut off one of your fingers to apologize, don't let me do it, otherwise...it won't be one!"

"There was a problem with my mobile phone and it crashed. It didn't return to normal until dawn." Yang Xiao explained calmly.

"Then I don't care, this is your problem!" The man became more and more impatient, "Don't think that I don't know who you people are. You are all criminals. Without the help of our boss, you will only die if you stay in the country!"

"Amitabha." Monk Wukong stood up and put his hands together and said, "Please don't embarrass Mr. Chu. This is all my fault."

Without explaining the reason, Monk Wukong grabbed the dagger on the table, put his left hand on the table, and cut off a little finger of his left hand in front of everyone.

Looking at the bloody table, Wen Chongxian trembled with fear, and Yang Xiao noticed that Monk Wukong didn't even frown.

Pick up the broken little finger, Monk Wukong handed it to the leader, but the other party seemed to be shocked by the monk's decisiveness and didn't react for a while.

"If you feel it's not enough, I can cut off another finger to apologize, but please don't blame innocent people." Monk Wukong stood with one palm in front of him and bowed to the man in sunglasses.

"Forget about this time, but if someone dares to sneak out of the room without informing our boss next time, there will be only one consequence." The man said viciously: "Death!"

"Thank you for your mercy." Monk Wukong placed his little finger on the table, the dagger was also placed flat on the edge of the table, and he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and bowed devoutly.