"You can run, I said you have played enough?" coco sister then also pushed up the stairs.

Murong Yuchuan did not look at her and went straight to room 218.

“Is she with the guests?”

"I asked her two words and left."

"No."

Sister Coco grabbed his clothes, Murong Yuchuan pushed her, and the two men tore up in the corridor.

Suddenly, Coco let go.I staggered Murong Yuchuan, looked back at the stairs, and no one - the hitman she was looking for had not yet arrived.

I can see Coco’s eyes with doubts.She could not be entangled with Murong Yuchuan and went to the corridor.

Murong Yuchuan followed her to a door.

Number of 218.It was Liu Juan who took the guest room.

Sister Coco crouched down, looked confusedly at the ground, spilling a pool of red liquid from under the crack of the door.She reached out and touched, curiously looking at what was in her hand.

"Don't move."Murong Yuchuan's voice suddenly tense, "That's blood."

“What?”

Murong Yuchuan pushed the door.

It was locked inside.

Knocking on the door.

No one answered.

“Bring the key!”Murong Yuchuan shouted.

...

When the door opened, everyone instinctively backed away.Seeing the scene in the room, the waitress who opened the door groaned and collapsed to the ground.

A single sofa is placed at the door.

A naked woman sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Her blank eyes stared at the thick layer of blood on the ground, and seemed to wonder where the blood flowed from.

The cross-shaped knife mouth divides her ketone body into four parts –

One-size-fits-all cut below the breast.

A knife cut vertically from the collarbone to the filth.

Blood is constantly flowing from the cracks, passing through the sofa and gathering on the ground.

This scene is so cruel and familiar.Just across from the C City Broadcasting Academy at McDonald’s restaurant, on the toilet, sat almost as cut by a woman...

The hope that Murong Yuchuan had just ignited was completely dashed.

Pudding. It is a lovely name.A woman with such a lovely name was cut like a pudding.Just two hours earlier, they were still on the phone, and bad luck was quietly approaching her.

"What's the matter?" said Coco, trying to suppress her inner horror.

In addition to a stun waiter, the other is a silent Murong Yuchuan.

Coco beat him hard."What's the matter?"How did my girl become like this?”

“Go and get the housing registration,” Murong Yuchuan shouted.“Who was the man he met with?”

Sister Coco called the lady at the front desk, who stood in the distance in fear and trembled: "No, there is no record."

“How can there be no record?”

“Coco, haven’t we always just asked the guests about their history?”

Coco sister snuff.

Murong Yuchuan has been sober from the initial panic.He took out disposable latex gloves from his pocket and put them on two plastic bags on his shoes and walked into the pool of blood.

“What are you going to do?” thought Coco, mad.

Murong Yuchuan stood in front of the sofa and looked at the body of the pudding, and after a while he said, "You ask your sisters, what does the guest the pudding host looks like?"What are the characteristics of the outside?”

“Are you really a police officer?” she wondered.

Murong Yuchuan did not answer, he looked at the window behind the sofa.Completely opened.

The curtains are blowing.

He leaned down to look closely at the body.

Coco felt only quibbling on two legs.

The arrogance does not mean that the body can also be indifferent.The fear of the same kind of corpse comes from instinct.Sister Coco always felt that the pudding's body would suddenly jump up at some point and hold the person in front of her.