An Qing didn't want to waste time dealing with the police in those fantasy games.
She stayed quietly in her dormitory, thinking about the scene just now in her mind.
Because of the change in the illusion and the disappearance of Yusheng, the anxious Anqing felt unspeakable anxiety in her heart.
She rubbed her long hair irritably.
An Qing kept replaying the previous scenes in her mind.
She didn't know who the murderer was, so she could only analyze everyone she met.
If the courier was the murderer, he should have a murder weapon.
Even if the murder weapon could be hidden, taken away, or thrown away, then there would at least be blood stains on his body, but he did not, and there was no blood on his feet.
He should have just opened the door.
Seeing that scene, I was frightened.
At least four people died in the security room.
The courier and the security guard were not familiar with each other.
Even a man could not do it.
An Qing, a strong man who could kill more than four people at the same time.
I kept speculating in my mind about the possibility of the courier killing the security guards until night fell.
There were a lot fewer people in the building.
Because of the murder, many people had moved away.
An Qing was the only one left in the dormitory on the seventh floor.
In the evening, An Qing went to visit other floors.
When he came back, it was completely dark.
He was walking alone in the deserted corridor with only his own footsteps.
He felt a little lonely and unconsciously thought of Yu Sheng.
But this kind of missing didn't last long, and there was another sound of footsteps in her ears, and the sound was very heavy and muffled.
If you listened carefully, it turned out to be from the security room.
An Qingshen looked around, but there was no one there.
She took a deep breath and started walking towards the security room.
At the door of the security room, she saw a faint figure lingering there.
The figure was very tall and strong.
It looked like the security captain who had died before.
He had been dead for less than a day and was able to return to his soul.
There was sweat on An Qing's forehead.
She silently clenched her hands and began to mobilize subconsciously.
However, he found that his abundant spiritual power could not be felt at all now.
The Wang family has many spells, but without the mobilization of spiritual power, everything is empty.
An Qing bit his lip with a bitter look on his face.
At this time, the faint figure who was persistently banging against the door of the security room slowly turned around and turned around.
The face was soft and soft, and the scar under the left cheek was not the face of the security captain who had died just a few hours ago.
An Qing even saw the scar on his neck and the scar underneath. blood stains An Qing, who had no magic power, couldn't care about anything else and ran away, but she was still slow after all.
A strong wind with a fishy smell came quickly and rushed straight in front of her, blocking her way.
The strong smell was choking.
She almost vomited out: "You are a living person" The pungent smell of "vomit, vomit" made An Qing hold onto the wall and start vomiting, while the dead security captain kept staring at him, his eyes full of coldness and coldness.
The dead security captain shook his head, which was only connected to the neck by a thin thread.
The head and neck were separated.
The neck cavity without the head quickly spurted out a large amount of blood.
The black blood had a strong fishy smell that made people suffocate, and he The cyan hand also began to stretch out, running directly towards An Qing's delicate and white neck.
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An Qing's neck was already grabbed by the effort of An Qing.
She struggled to resist, but she couldn't help but the dead security captain's huge strength, coupled with the biting coldness, she was finally choked to death, and she fainted from suffocation. tgt ttrgt: