Chapter 1127

Su Qingyun's breathing was messy, sometimes hurried, and sometimes seemed to have lost her breath.

She looked out uneasily.

The light in the room is bright. Under the light, it seems to be able to disperse all the darkness.

But the darkness outside can't be dispelled.

Stand at the window and look down.

Looking down from the height of the 20th floor, I just think the people and cars below have turned into the size of ants.

So tall, Zheng Pingping won't come again?

She can't follow all the time.

After a few glasses of red wine and alcohol, she gradually felt sleepy.

After feeling sleepy, Su Qingyun slept in bed with the help of alcohol paralysis.

The shadow suddenly flashed through the window.

With a slap, the lights that were still shining countless lights went out in the next second.

The bright room fell into darkness in an instant.

Hair crawls on the ground like an insect, and then crawls on Su Qingyun's neck bit by bit.

Wrapped around her neck and tightened tightly.

Tighten bit by bit, tighten in circles.

It's like I can't breathe.

Su Qingyun looks pale and has difficulty breathing.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and his mouth opened involuntarily, breathing with his mouth.

A look of great pain.

Su Qingyun suddenly opened her eyes as if she had noticed something.

Her hand was clinging to her neck.

With such a grasp, I grabbed more than half of my hair.

Hair again!

Before she could react, tick by tick, drops of stinking blood fell on her forehead.

Su Qingyun doubtfully wiped the blood beads on her forehead with her hand.

Sticky, what?

I took it in front of my eyes and found that it was blood!

She was so frightened that she couldn't make a sound.

Look in the direction of the blood.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a corpse in a white skirt hanging from the ceiling above her head.

The white skirt swayed with the wind and painted a terrible shape in the air.

And that head of drooping hair is even more frightening.

Zheng Pingping!

Su Qingyun's eyes suddenly widened. Zheng Pingping and Zheng Pingping came after her again.

"No, no, help!"

She shouted and stumbled out of bed.

She rolled down from the bed like a ball. She climbed on the bedside table as if she wanted to call the hotel front desk for help.

But the phone can't connect at all.

I don't know when the telephone line was cut.

The body on the ceiling had separated from the ceiling the next second, and then floated down.

Climb on the ground like a centipede and look like an insect.

From time to time, the sound of chewing bones sounds very scary.

"Su Qingyun, why did you kill me? Why are you doing this to me? Why... "

Su Qingyun runs in the room in fear and runs towards the gate.

No matter how she turned on the switch, she couldn't turn on the light in the room.

Even the door seemed to be locked from the outside.

I can't open it at all.

She pulled the door handle in her hand several times and couldn't open the door.

The "Zheng Pingping" behind her is approaching step by step, which will drive Su Qingyun crazy.

She gradually lost her mind and jumped anxiously holding the door handle.

But still can't open the door.

She knelt down and beat her fists on the door one by one.

He tried his best to call for help again and again.

"Help! help me! Help me! "

Although her voice called a lot, even if it was going to be hoarse, no one heard her cry for help.

No one came to rescue her.

Because this is the 20th floor, and it is still a sparsely populated presidential suite.

The sound insulation equipment of the hotel is also unspeakable.

"Zheng Pingping" climbed behind her and stood up like twisting her body.

His hands were raised in front like zombies.

His hands pushed forward fiercely, and then he pinched Su Qingyun's neck.

"Su Qingyun, you say, you say! Why, why did you kill me? You're so cold, so cold. Come with me and warm me up... "

Su Qingyun's eyes widened with fear, as if her eyes were going to fall out directly.

"No, no! Don't touch me, I didn't, I didn't kill you! Yes, you killed yourself! What does it have to do with me! Even if you want revenge, you shouldn't be looking for me. "

"You, you, you."

She trembled: "you should go to Xia Chu Nian, yes, Xia Chu Nian! If she hadn't robbed my man of what belongs to me, how could I go to the nursing home if she hadn't? "

"If I don't go to the sanatorium, you won't die, so it's the fault of early summer. You go to her, you go to her!"

"It's all her fault. It's her. She killed you!"

The hand pinched around the neck is tighter and tighter.

"Zheng Pingping" said darkly, "no, it's you. I killed myself? How could I kill myself suddenly? Didn't you force it all? Su Qingyun, do you think I don't know you? "

"Even if I don't commit suicide, I know so many things about you. How can you let me go? I died in a nursing home, didn't I? "

Su Qingyun was pinched by the neck, as if her breathing was not smooth.

Her eyes turned up bit by bit.

After turning it over bit by bit, I was stunned again.

"Zheng Pingping":

After all the wig props were taken off, Li Yitang shook his hair in boredom.

"It's so boring. I was stunned so soon."

"But fortunately, this time, I asked something."

He looked at the recording pen in his hand. Then he was satisfied to put away the props and turned out of the window with ropes and props.

In the hospital ward.

Li Yitang played the contents of the recording pen, which was placed in front of Nian at the beginning of summer.

"This is what I got out of Su Qingyun's mouth today."

In addition to screaming, begging for mercy and asking for help in the recorder, what attracted people's attention was su Qingyun's news of Zheng Pingping's suicide.

Zheng Xiaoxue's eyes turned red when she heard the word suicide.

"Suicide? Pingping really didn't die by accident abroad? But suicide? "

At the beginning of the summer, Nian crossed his legs and listened to the recording several times.

"Since this is from Su Qingyun's mouth, it must be right."

"As I guessed, Zheng Pingping died long ago. Accidental death is just a means of not letting people doubt her. "

Her hand slipped gently across her chin.

"I saw the surveillance video of Su Qingyun on the day she left the sanatorium. She didn't bring anything with her when she left the hospital, or even carry out too large objects."

"In other words, Zheng Pingping's body may have never left the sanatorium."