Chapter 1072 Silence Trap
The door of 301 is closed.
Just like the corridor door of Unit 4, it seems that it is ready to welcome a new round of intruders.
Ji Li placed his cane next to the door, stretched out his right hand and landed his sword in his palm, and gently pulled open the door with the tip of the sword.
"squeak……"
Unit 4 is not quiet, but the sound of the door turning is still very harsh, with a creepy and fresh smell.
Ji Li looked a little strange when he smelled the smell because he felt confused.
Bloody smell is inevitable and expected.
Ye Ping and his wife have been killed, and their deaths should be the same as those of the previous victims, otherwise there would be no such great smell of blood.
But in addition to the smell of blood, there is also a refreshing fragrance of flowers here.
The fragrance of flowers is both elegant and rich, like lilies and chrysanthemums. The fragrance of flowers that should have been pleasant is mixed in the pungent blood at this moment, so the taste is very strange.
Ji Li opened the door, Mei Sheng gave him a look and stepped into the door first.
As soon as Mei Sheng entered the entrance hall, she saw that the shoe rack had fallen on the carpet, and several pairs of shoes belonging to different people were scattered on the ground in a mess.
A fresh blood mark spread from the bathroom near the entrance to the depths of the house.
The dazzling red color in the room without turning on the lights was like a silk that was still dancing, constantly floating in front of people's eyes.
Mei Sheng leaned sideways and walked forward close to the wall. While taking out a pair of white mesh gloves as thin as cicada wings, he put them on his slender and beautiful hands.
Silk gloves are a confrontational sin object that Ji Li got from the return mission.
It gives users the ability to confront ghosts head-on, and can fight with them, and is most effective when fighting in close combat.
At the same time, between her clothes and the ends of her hair, another difference and a fragrance other than the smell here began to radiate.
Perfume bottles, auxiliary sexual sin objects, can make the user's other sin objects more effective several times.
With these two sinful objects, Mei Sheng is the person who is least afraid of ghosts, so she becomes the pioneer.
The more you go in, the darker it becomes and choking.
When she was near the bathroom, Mei Sheng had slightly covered her mouth and nose with the back of her hand. After a simple look inside the house, she nodded to Ji Li.
This sign means that Ye Ping and his wife have been killed.
At the same time, Mei Sheng turned directly into the left side of the wall and entered the bathroom.
Ji Li passed by her side and walked straight to the living room.
As he passed by, he casually glanced into the bathroom. The bloodstain spread from here to the living room.
The bathroom should be the first death scene, but the ghost brought the body to the living room for some reason.
Mei Sheng went to search the bathroom, while Ji Li walked slowly deeper with a sword on his feet.
Ye Ping's home is an ordinary two-bedroom apartment with the largest living room, but in fact it is only about 20 square meters.
Ji Li used a sword to pad the floor and slowly came to the living room from the entrance. At first glance, he saw a scene that he would never forget.
It was the body of a woman.
White glass coffee table, white thin nightgown, white manzhuluohua... and bright blood red.
The corpse took an extremely strange position, and lay flat on the coffee table on its back.
Because the area of the coffee table was not enough to spread the whole body, the woman's head, arms and legs were hung weakly under the dead corner of the coffee table.
She seemed to be a white tablecloth covering the coffee table, and her head and limbs became the corners of the tablecloth.
Judging from this posture, her cervical spine and even her limbs should have been broken, so she would have such a weird posture to lie flat.
The corpse itself presents two extreme colors. The corpse and clothes are pure white, and the quiet death is like a blooming Manzhu Luohua.
But the abdominal cavity lying on the coffee table is full of anger and terrifying destruction.
The blood there was surging like a fountain, and it was still flowing now, ticking down along the edges and corners of the coffee table.
The messy meat pieces were crumbly and splashed on the floor, sofa and walls.
All kinds of human tissues and internal organs that are difficult to distinguish are completely taken out of the abdomen like garbage, and are discarded as if they are worn out.
The tragic contrast between white and red made the couple's small room instantly pull into a terrifying hell.
but……
For some reason.
When Ji Li saw this scene, a unique beauty suddenly arose in his mind.
It seems that this is a woman's death, which is originally a painting from hell.
It represents the beauty of decay to the extreme and the madness of calm to the extreme.
The tragic scene was vision, and the stimulation of smell was even more unforgettable. All the blood seen in front of me was filled with the fragrance of flowers filled with contradictions.
Although there was no flowers in the corpse, the fragrance of flowers was so swaying, as if a manzhuluo really bloomed on the abdomen of the broken corpse.
Ji Li believed that he was knowledgeable, but he had never experienced such a terrifying and wonderful scene of death, and subconsciously approached the past.
As we get closer, the fragrance of flowers in the blood becomes more and more intense, and it has reached the terrible level of implantation into the brain.
He also maintained extreme calmness, aimed the tip of his tongue at his teeth, and would bite it immediately if there was a police officer to avoid being disturbed by the mind.
The owner of this corpse should be Ye Ping who is looking for this trip.
Judging from the scene of her death, her death should be less than ten minutes, but her pale skin became contradictory after rapid blood loss.
When did Ye Ping die?
The flow of blood declared that her death was close, but her pale skin seemed to overturn this.
Ji Li stood in front of Ye Ping's body, carefully looked at every inch of the corner, and admired the terrifying scene of death up close.
Slowly he raised his head and looked around again.
Quiet, the ultimate quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel panicked.
Ji Li's brows gradually frowned, and he walked around the corpse, but his sense of uneasiness became stronger and stronger.
He always felt that this corpse was not very uncomfortable, and there was a strange feeling that he could not clearly say from head to toe.
"Ye Ping...Ghost...Murderer..."
Ji Li stood at the head of the corpse and carefully observed various parts of the corpse until...
He saw Ye Ping's eyes dying with eyes closed, and a slight emitting light accompanied by the moonlight, which seemed to shine into his heart.
He finally discovered the strange thing about the corpse: the way to die!
If Ye Ping was killed by the murderer in a hurry, then her way of death should be the same as Fang Shao, which is the fastest way to silence.
But at present, Ye Ping's death is very ritualistic, and the procedures are particularly complicated, which is consistent with Tian Xiaolian.
This way of death is definitely not for silence.
By analogy, Fang Shao's death and Ye Ping's death were all just bait, the purpose was to make Ji Li think that the murderer was ready to kill someone to silence him, and thus come to the Guiyuan Community.
Then here...
Ji Li suddenly raised his head, picked up the sword of the show and rushed towards the window, and shouted loudly:
"Ye Ping's death was wrong. She had already died. The phone call Li Dahong called her was answered by a ghost!"
The plum sound, who was in the bathroom on the other side, stood next to a bathtub filled with sticky blood.
When Ji Li's words sounded, the red blood in the bathtub suddenly began to boil, bubbling and explode.
A piece of blood dripped on Mei Sheng's snow-white neck, turning into a dark dark pattern of 3-4 cm.
Chapter completed!