Six Hundred and Forty, This Is Done by the Same Person

Although this hotel is under her control, An Ran is just a woman, an ordinary woman before the end of the world, and she doesn't know if there are too many rooms, or if her thoughts are not careful enough, plus those doors Opening and closing, there are still many people visiting because of panic. ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

So now that she doesn't know what Chen Chaofa looks like, An Ran's mind has been messed up by these murderers with different appearances and different methods of killing.

Even after seeing Chen Chaofa's portrait, An Ran didn't feel anything, she was sure she was not familiar with this face.

"I heard from those who survived that some of the murderers were their relatives."

Yun Tao shook his head, and couldn't find any common ground. If they were all in the same group, they must have something in common to become a gang. , Some of the murderers were the head's lover, some were the head's brother, and some were even irrelevant people at all.

"It's a person."

Zhan Lian opened his mouth and frowned. He had just gone to see all the corpses, and those corpses had not been eaten by An Ran's plants. From the perspective of a professional killer, the wounds on these corpses were not the same, and the weapons were different. Uniformly, if the survivors' confessions are ignored, all these differences are ignored.

The mood of the murderer reflected in each corpse is that he regards human life as a trifling matter. On this point, Zhan Lian can be sure that it was done by the same person.

So from the very beginning, he was guessing whether Chen Chaofa had some special ability to enter the room invisible and kill people.

As long as someone knocks on the door, Chen Chaofa, who is in an invisible state, can follow the knocker into the room and commit murder.

The point is that there are too few people who survived. They don't even know what happened in their room. Some saw their brothers and family members stabbing randomly with knives, and some saw their wives. The lover is stabbing.

The people holding the knife have different appearances, but they are all the same, and they are merciless in their attacks. The elderly, children or pregnant women are all the same in his eyes, with no difference in life.

So it was just one person who washed many rooms with blood?

An Ran and the others fell silent, but outside the tea room, Jing Xuan and the others became more and more lively, and the chattering voices became louder and louder. Everyone gathered at the door of the tea room. At first, Jing Xuan and the others were afraid to come in , Later everyone dared not come in.

But there are still people talking about it.

Suddenly, someone shouted in the crowd: "Did you seal the exit on the fourth floor???"

There was a lot of dissatisfaction in that voice. This is the hall on the first floor, but the hall has long been buried in ice and snow. If people in the rich man want to go out, they can only go out through the doors and windows on the fourth floor.

But now, the doors and windows on the fourth floor have been sealed, and several rooms here have been washed with blood. Everyone is afraid that they will be killed at some point.

So I really want to go out, and it is inevitable that some people will feel resentment towards the person who closed the door.

When one person raises a question, many people respond. When the voice is louder and the crowd becomes angry, the baby in An Ran's arms moves uneasily, as if it is about to wake up.

An Ran frowned, and when she turned her head, the green vines by the door of the tea room grew denser, but Zhan Lian stretched out his hand, held An Ran's shoulder, bowed his head, and said to An Ran:

"The situation here is a bit complicated, you go out first."