Chapter 3

Luo Jian turns her eyes to the left wall. In fact, there are not many exact concepts on the left. It should be the left side of the writing desk. There are traces of years on this wall. The white paint has almost fallen off. Only red bricks and tiles are left. If the house in 1989 is still in the countryside, it is impossible to be strong.

"Smash it." Luo Jian suddenly straightened up, picked up the hammer, and immediately launched the action of smashing the wall. This wall is different from the door or window. It is not completely indestructible, or it is simply fragile. One hit makes a huge deep hole crack, and then it breaks a hole. It is dark inside. Of course, Luo Jian also uses a lot of strength. He is surrounded by this narrow closed room It's going to drive me crazy, even if I don't have claustrophobia!

Driven by madness, Luo Jane soon smashed a big hole into the wall that could let a person in. The light penetrated into the hole. The hole was dark and seemed to have a spacious small space.

Luo Jian breathlessly looked at the broken wall, he suddenly came up with a frightening idea.

This room is actually a bigger one * *, at least bigger than it is now. The murderer killed people here and dragged them to the corner of the wall to clean up the bloodstains. Then, with red bricks and cement, a new wall was built in one third of the room! Seal yourself and the victims in that third of the area! As long as he painted the red brick one side in advance or made it, the wall looked as old as the surrounding one when the paint dried, so that the murderer and the victim could disappear from the room without any reason!

No wonder Luo Jian opened her eyes