It was truly unbearable. He recorded all kinds of strange customs that go against mon sense, as well as personal thoughts that go beyond the moral values of ordinary people. As a young man at the time, I had nightmares for days after reading this book. ”
After Li Tajin heard who said the words, he suddenly realized that it was about him.
While speaking, Li Duanen approached the inplete words, tried to see the crumbled calligraphy and paintings more clearly, and said, "No wonder the style of poetry is so familiar."
While chatting, the two arrived at the top floor.
But that doesn't mean that if you want to go to the attic, you have to go to the study upstairs. There is also a staircase in the laboratory, which is the only way to get to the attic.
Under the guidance of Chen Xiaolin, Li Duojing arrived at the attic door. There was a slightly rotten metal door.
The reason why the two people's hair stands on end is that the metal door has deformed outward, and the contours of several human faces have appeared on its convex part, as if there was something very special inside the iron door. It was as if there were countless terrifying beings still living in the attic. In their struggle, something terrible might have happened in the attic, so these people forgot about the pain and desperately tried to knock on the door and escape, but unfortunately they failed.
Li Duan: “Has something like this happened before?”
"Absolutely not!" Chen Xiaolin immediately denied it, and with shock in his eyes asked anxiously, "Is this the crime scene?"
``If you didn't say this, I almost forgot.'' Li Duojin's cousin jumped up when he heard Chen Xiaolin's words, ``Because Zheng Yu is an amusement park murderer, the police officer is Didn’t you search the house? It doesn’t look like it’s been searched at all, it’s very clean.”
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