100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 977

[Chapter 977 The Devil in the Fog City (10)]

A busy day is nothing.

Of course, Old Jack found nothing, but when Yu Chu looked at the blood-stained crime scene, he would think of the intersection with the perverted murderer. She put away the silver knife, and every time she saw it, she felt a little creepy.

It’s like leaving the breath of death by your side.

Fortunately, after passing through so many planes, I am used to seeing strong winds and waves, and I can accept a little scary things.

At night, she watched Old Jack walk into the room with her own eyes, and then turned back to her place.

The houses of the detective agency are all on the second floor, and the corner is the original owner’s room. Yu Chu walked in and closed the door, still a little uneasy, thinking of the arrow…

The next target will most likely be Old Jack.

Or, the murderer changed his mind about not killing himself, and came back to kill himself again.

She was a little nervous. This kind of feeling is like, knowing who the other party’s target is, but can’t predict how this pervert will shoot, when it will shoot, and how cruel and bloody it will be…

Yu Chu sighed and found that he had sighed enough on this plane. She lay down on the bed, and her fingers slowly touched the cold and straight silver knife under the pillow.

midnight.

With a terrifying scream, Yu Chu opened his eyes instantly, touched his fingers under the pillow subconsciously, took out the silver knife, and sat up.

It was the scream of a girl, who should be an apprentice of the detective agency, but because the voice was too scary, Yu Chu couldn’t tell which one it was.

It’s not outside, it’s inside the detective agency, what could happen?

She went out wearing pajamas, and saw the door of Old Jack’s room wide open, and several old men from the detective agency gathered outside the door with pale and frightened expressions.

The girls covered their mouths, looking like they wanted to vomit but couldn’t vomit, their legs slumped to the ground.

Yu Chu’s heart moved slightly, walked over, stood at the door and glanced inside.

After only one glance, she saw clearly the horrible death of Old Jack, and then she looked away and bit her lip.

The bloody smell was so strong that it was like dust and mist, and this smell alone made people turn the rivers and seas in their stomachs.

The old detectives had seen quite a few cases, and their faces were pale, but they still walked in. At the same time, they turned to the girls and said, “Come in and write a personal record.”

Several girls were all in a trance and panic, no one dared to enter the room to record.

Yu Chu pursed his lips, turned back to the room, took a pen and paper, then returned to Old Jack’s room and walked in.

The old detectives were watching the corpse, and she stepped back. There was a gauze curtain in the middle of the room, and there were people crowded in front of it, Yu Chu silently retreated to the curtain.

She looked at the corpse from a distance.

The chest is still a straight and beautiful silver knife.

Exactly the same as the one in my room.

She slowly observed the bloodstains around her, and at the same time she looked around the ground, but found no new pointing symbols. Does the killer have no next target?

She was thinking silently when a clean and refreshing breath suddenly came from beside her, and a pair of hands hugged her gently from behind, as if death was silently surrounding her.

Yu Chu froze for a moment.

To be honest, she has experienced so many planes and has never been so terrifying.

If it wasn’t for her strong psychological quality, I’m afraid she would have screamed the moment she was hugged.

The person behind her was a little surprised, her slender hands wrapped around her waist, ambiguous and weird, and her tone was a little lazy, “You are so cute. I like it very much.”