Chapter 842

Ning Shu silently watched uncle wearing gloves, felt his hands into the internal organs, cut his stomach and examined it carefully.

It's really not suitable. Ning Shu swallowed a mouthful of saliva in silence.

"Who do you think the killer will be?" Zhang Jiasen asked Ning Shu.

"Everyone is suspect." Ning Shu said lightly.

People in the same room with the dead, including her and Mei Ziqing, are suspected. Maybe the original owner killed the dead before she entered the body.

It may also be that several people in the room killed the man in partnership, or it may be Pan Chen, the owner of the brush.

In a word, there are countless possibilities, so we can't be sure at all.

Why does fan junyang, the head of the association choose such a place? When Ning Shu looks out of the window, there are several families around. They are very quiet, and occasionally there are two barks.

There is not a single figure.

Ning Shu just can't figure out why the first person to die is the one beside her.

Every death is not the same, the order is not the same, there is no rule at all.

Everyone in the traditional Chinese painting society is suspected, but everyone is in danger.

Zhang Jiasen narrowed his eyes. "Could it be the power of ghosts?"

"It should not be the power of ghosts." Mei Ziqing shook his head. "I have a psychic constitution. There is no strange magnetic field around me."

Ning Shu looks at Mei Ziqing in surprise, but she doesn't know that Mei Ziqing has the ability.

Ning Shu thought about it. He picked up Zhang Jiasen's hand and pinched it. His fingers were stained with blood. He recited the mantra and smeared the blood on his eyelids.

"Cut, you're not in the right place. Man." Ning Shu's expression was so disgusted that he couldn't see anything.

Ning Shu wiped the blood on his eyelids.

"It's very normal around here. These deaths are man-made." The uncle said lightly, "throw the body out." Uncle

took off his gloves and threw them on the body. Then he took a germicidal spray to his hand.

"What's the matter?" An old woman came out of the room next to the hall. She was hunched, with many old spots on her face and white hair.

There is a 17-8-year-old girl beside him. The girl is pulling the corner of the old woman's clothes. The girl is wearing a thick cotton padded coat. Her eyes are very strange. The pupil is a small black spot. The other parts are gray. Her eyes are like a thin shade.

"Here, here..." When the old lady saw the body with its internal organs exposed on the table, she was shocked and staggered, "what are you doing?"

"You go, you are not welcome here." The old lady was in a hurry.

"Grandma, what's the matter?" The girl tugged at the corner of the old woman's dress.

"How can you kill people in my house? If you leave, you will be punished." The old woman's cane was clubbing.

"Grandma, we didn't kill this man." Super Tasker Lu Shanshan said mildly.

"I don't care. You can't live in my house any more." The old lady waved her hand and looked determined.

Lu Shanshan frowned and said to the blind girl, "sister, it's snowing so hard now. We can't go. Please let us stay here. This man is really not killed by us."

The girl tugged at the old woman's clothes. "Grandma, let them live here. There have never been so many people at home."

"Girl, you didn't see what they did." The old woman looked worried.

"We pay five times as much for accommodation." Said Lu Shanshan.

"Grandma, with this money, I can go to the hospital to treat my eyes." The girl said cheerfully.

The old woman sighed and didn't speak.

Lu Shanshan compares a V to the medical uncle. He looks very indifferent and stares at his hands. He can't even have any dirt in his fingernails.

Ning Shu carefully observed the grandparents. They were the owners of the house. The blind girl heard that she had eye problems since she was a child and could not see them when she was born. Her parents went out to work and had not come back for many years.

I don't know if it's dead or what.

The old woman's husband died a long time ago.

Our ancestors and grandchildren depend on each other for their lives.

Fan junyang, the president of the club, chose this house because it is the only two-story house in the neighborhood. Thirty two members of the club can live in it.

Although it has two floors, it is very shabby.

"Throw the body out." Said the uncle lightly.

Ning Shuzhen couldn't bear to look directly at the body with its internal organs exposed. She stretched out her hand and dragged the body. Mei Ziqing joined hands and said, "I'll help you."

They stepped on the snow and carried the body to the foot of the wall.

Ning Shu stuffed snow into the abdominal cavity of the corpse, and then covered it with snow, which can slow down the decay rate of the corpse.

Mei Ziqing piled snow on the body and said to Ning Shu, "who do you think will be next?"

"No way." I don't know what kind of killing technique the murderer used or why he killed these people.I don't know the motive of killing, the technique of killing. All of them are suspects.

Ning Shu wiped the blood on his hand with snow, and suddenly asked Mei Ziqing, "you say you are psychic. Do you see the soul of the dead?"

Mei Ziqing shook her head. "No, nothing."

People have souls. The souls of the dead dissipate so quickly?

Ning Shu's brain is mushy. Is his IQ really too low?

It's snowing harder and harder. After a while, Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing are covered with snow.

Mei Ziqing pulls Ning Shu into the room, and several people in the hall sit around the table.

These people are all taskers and are now discussing things.

Everyone has a way of thinking, and slowly straightens things out.

"Ouch, I'm on fire and have an ulcer in my mouth." A boy covered his mouth, but he couldn't help looking at Ning Shu's face and said, "I heard that the saliva of Meizhi can cure oral ulcer."

Ning Shu shook his head and said, "there is no scientific basis for this."

Why do you talk about such things when you are so serious?

It's clear that Lu Shanshan is more beautiful. If you don't ask Lu Shanshan to spit and ask her to, does this body look beautiful?

At first glance, I knew that it was 795 who choked the super Tasker, and scolded the super Tasker as a super prostitute.

"Give me some of your saliva. It's very painful. It hurts even if you touch your tongue." 795 Chao Ningshu said.

Ning Shu was so annoyed that he could not stop. With a click, he took a spit out of his throat and spit on the table. "Lick it."

795：……

Others:

Uncle eyes with fierce murderous look at Ning Shu, "wipe clean."

Ning Shu:

Ning Shu wipes the spit with straw paper, and 795 no longer wants saliva from Ning Shu.

Zhang Jiasen looks at Ning Shu in silence, his eyes are deep, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Ah..."

"Dead..."