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Chapter 927: Wardrobe

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    Entering the bedroom of room 404, Li Yang's supernatural power of ghost blocking the door was displayed, and everyone got a short-term safe place.

    And the danger has not been lifted.

    Because in the living room across the door, the ghost was still walking back and forth, making hurried footsteps.

    Although I know that ghosts can't kick the door in for the time being, this kind of movement has greatly challenged everyone's nerves, making people feel tense, and they dare not relax for a moment.  The ghost will kick the door and enter.

    "Can you really make it through tonight?"

    Yang Xiaohua and Wang Shan had the same thoughts in their hearts. They felt hopeless and exhausted. Even if they had such thighs as Yang Jian by their side, they were very unconfident.

    After all, there are too many supernatural beings, and too many ghosts appearing.

    It only takes the slightest mistake and they will die.

    The courier on the fourth floor was too unlucky. This is not a delivery, it is a death.

    The previous analysis was correct.

    In order to deal with the ghost who sneaked into the courier on the fourth floor, the post office directly started the cleaning mode, killing everyone here until the ghost was found.

    As for the fate of the messenger, it doesn't matter at all.

    Moreover, with the ability of the courier on the fourth floor, it is very difficult to survive in this environment. As long as the task of delivering the letter is still there, sooner or later he will be killed by the post office.

    "Let's all take a rest, tonight is still very long, if everything goes well, you can still last until tomorrow morning." Yang Jian said, and at the same time he touched the crack on his forehead.

    The wound caused by the hatchet curse is already being repaired at this moment.

    It's just that the speed is not as fast as expected.

    It seems that the price paid for the knife just now is a bit high.

    "Even if I survived tonight, I will still die if tomorrow's delivery mission occurs." Yang Xiaohua was sitting on the ground curled up against the wall at this moment, her tone was lost, and she felt like giving up struggling.

    She feels too tired.

    It would be better to just die like this.

    Yang Jian glanced at it: "We have come to this point, what do you mean by saying this now? Do you want to commit suicide? But you have to get my consent if you want to commit suicide."

    "I don't even have the right to die?" Yang Xiaohua said.

    "No, you don't even have the ability to die." Yang Jian said: "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

    Yang Xiaohua's eyes moved, thinking about the meaning of Yang Jian's words: "I should be of little value to you. If I die, you should be less burdensome. It is a good thing for you."

    "That's true. Nod your head, and I'll throw you out right now." Yang Jian nodded and admitted directly.

    "You" Yang Xiaohua didn't dare to say any more.

    She could tell that Yang Jian was serious. If she said something, she would definitely be thrown out of the room immediately.

    "It's really a waste that can't support the wall. You should have died in Dachuan City in the first place, and you want to work for me at this level? I hate it even if you post it." Yang Jian said coldly.

    "Yang Jian, come and take a look, there seems to be a dead person on this bed."

    At this moment, Wang Shan suddenly pointed to a bed next to him and said.

    The bed was covered with a white quilt, but when one corner was lifted, it was discovered in surprise that a highly decomposed dead hand was exposed inside the quilt.

    Not only Wang Shan, but Lao Ying and Liu Qingqing on the side also saw it.

    "It's not a ghost, it's just a dead person. It should be the messenger on the fourth floor, probably killed by a ghost." Liu Qingqing judged.

    "This corpse seems a little familiar." Eagle frowned after observing, and he immediately lifted the quilt.

    A strong corpse smell wafted out, and the person who smoked it almost vomited.

    The highly decomposed dead body appeared in front of my eyes,

    The dead body held a photo and a suicide note in its hand.

    "It's my missing friend Zhu Lei." After the eagle identified it, his eyes narrowed.

    "He died peacefully, and left a suicide note and photos, so he wasn't killed by a ghost, it should be suicide." Liu Qingqing said.

    Eagle frowned and said, "Zhu Lei doesn't seem like someone who would commit suicide, he's not that fragile."

    "It's not important, he has been dead for a while." Yang Jian glanced at it, not interested in the dead body.

    The eagle didn't speak, just walked over and took the photo and suicide note from the corpse's hand.

    &nbsp?Yes, I have met him, his name is Qu Hongtao.  "The eagle was also staring, and when he saw the man being caught, he recognized it immediately.

    "Eagle? Is that you?"

    This man named Qu Hongtao gritted his teeth and stared at him.

    The eagle seemed to have a normal relationship with him, and snorted heavily: "No wonder there is no sign of the messenger in the other rooms. You are really good at hiding, and you actually hid in the closet in room 404. You are not afraid of the ghosts in this room."  Shall I kill you by smashing my head against the closet door?"

    "Of course I'm afraid, so we just aimed at the ghost's head and knocked it. As long as we hit the ghost, we will be safe. I really didn't expect the situation to become like this." Qu Hongtao was trampled on the ground  , he stared at Yang Jian.

    A newcomer?

    No.

    Several newcomers.

    He saw Li Yang, Wang Shan, Yang Xiaohua and other strange faces.

    Yang Jian said: "Is there anyone hiding inside? How many are hiding?"

    "Count me, three." Qu Hongtao said.

    "There are still a lot of people." Yang Jian said, "This wardrobe seems unusual, it seems to be able to isolate all movements."

    "This wardrobe was obtained during a mission to deliver a letter before. At that time, there were ghosts hiding in the wardrobe, so it was contaminated with some spiritual aura and produced some weird changes. You put this thing down first, and you have something to say."  Qu Hongtao said.

    He didn't dare to move when he saw that the spear in Yang Jian's hand was aimed at his head and was about to fall at any moment.

    This is a ruthless man.

    Once I didn't cooperate a little bit, I was afraid that I would be pierced through my head and die on the spot.

    Therefore, he also answered every question, and did not dare to conceal information.

    And this information cannot be concealed.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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