Chapter 441： Contradiction spiral (2)

Cicadas on the Eighth Day

Is it just dead?

As soon as this idea emerged, it was immediately denied by Lord.

There is a strange and inexplicable atmosphere everywhere in the underground hotel, and these two people are just dead. No matter how you look at them, there must be strangeness. They are definitely not as simple as they seem on the surface.

Don't forget, this is a spiritual prison!

In the weird world between the Three Realms, Wilbur Waterley went to great lengths to hide it here, not to satisfy his perverted desires, or to use it as a large refrigerator to store corpses, right?

Lord thought for a long time, but really didn't have a clue.

"Let Jean, I will do an autopsy, let me go in and have a look."

Constantine came over and squeezed Lord away, then strode into the room, crouched next to the two bodies, and began to investigate carefully.

"You still have an autopsy?" Lord raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise. "Aren't you a magician? How come you can even do an autopsy?"

"You don't understand, the pressure of competition in the industry is too great these years. Exorcism is not only based on magic, but the most important skill is that you have to learn to inspect corpses." Constantine sighed and said with a sigh. "After all, there is When you want to find the devil, you have to know how people died."

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Lord was speechless, and he didn't expect that even the exorcist would begin to scroll.

Constantine opened the corpse's eyelids and teeth, and then checked the muscles of the wound, frowning to make a judgment, "The death of these two people did not exceed half an hour, and their internal organs were still warm. "

Half an hour

Lord's face was dark, staring at the two corpses without saying a word.

He believed that Constantine would not deceive people in this regard, which means that the two people really died for less than half an hour, and this time was almost exactly when he first stepped into this hotel.

But is it possible?

In all fairness, he didn't believe it.

"If I'm not mistaken, the other rooms should be the same." With inexplicable expressions in his eyes, Lord turned directly to the second room, lifting his leg with a kick.

boom--

The wooden door was violently kicked to pieces, and the sawdust was scattered all over the place.

Lord and Constantine's complexion sank again, and there really is another female corpse in this room.

This female corpse was wrapped in a white bath towel. It was speculated from the situation on the scene that after taking a bath, she accidentally slipped and fell, hitting her head on the sharp corner of the table, and was hit by a falling flower pot. .

"Similarly, the time of death is not more than half an hour." Constantine squatted beside the female corpse and looked a little ugly after checking.

Lord did not say a word and walked to the third room.

After breaking in, there were three corpses, two men and one woman. One of the men was very young and was suspected to be the child of two.

Older men had their skulls shattered by blunt blows, several stabbings on their chests, and all their internal organs were shattered. The younger boys had their throats cut with a single knife. There were signs of suspected struggle before death, while women suffered. It was a suicide by cutting the wrist, and the perpetrator was undoubtedly this woman.

It's another murder case!

And similar to the previous two cases, everyone died in the room.

Constantine's pupils trembled slightly, and he felt a little horrified in his heart, but fortunately he was well-informed, and reluctantly plucked up the courage to walk in, and checked the death conditions of the three corpses one by one.

"The corpse has local joint stiffness."

"There is still residual warmth in the internal organs."

"The pupils also spread after death."

"The muscles at the fatal injury site are not completely stiff."

"There is a slight coagulation of plaque at the acupressure area."

As the judgments were spoken, Constantine's face became more and more difficult to look at. In the end, it became a little pale. After he got up, he took a deep breath, looked at Lord with solemn eyes, and said solemnly, "Time of death. No more than one hour, forecast within half an hour."

Half an hour, another half an hour!

After three consecutive rooms were pushed open, there were corpses, and the time of death did not exceed half an hour.

If there is no connection, let alone Lord, even Constantine does not believe that there can be such a coincidence in the world that caused these people to die in an ‘accident’ at the same time!

Bang bang bang

The dozen or so rooms in the corridor were pushed aside by Constantine one after another.

The conditions inside are as they expected. There are more or less people in each room, and there are many ways to die. Almost none of them are repeated. There are even electrocution and suicide. It seems to be real. The version of "Reaper is Coming".

After the second-level search was completed, there was nothing unusual except for the discovery of a large-scale ‘homicide accident’ scene.

Lord and the others went down to the third floor and found that the structure here was exactly the same as the upper floor, and the bright red blanket was still spread on the corridor, soaked with the gurgling blood seeping from the room.

"Could it be that it is here too?"

Constantine didn’t even care about the danger. He rushed over and opened all the doors. After a glance, his scalp was numb, his limbs were stiff and cold, and his fear was like countless ants and insects. Existing sanity.

Lord sighed softly, "Sure enough, it's still the same situation."

On the third floor of the underground hotel, there are still corpses in the room. If the only difference is that they died.

Thirty different ways of death appeared in just two floors and thirty rooms. Everyone was killed by others, committed suicide, or died by coincidence for inexplicable reasons.

Next, the fourth and fifth floors.

It's almost as if someone deliberately created it. In all the rooms on each floor, there is a different way of death.

Until Constantine was completely bored, even a little disgusted, the last room in the fifth-floor corridor gave them a big ‘surprise’ again!

The reason why I said it was a big surprise was not because of how terrible this room was.

In the room is a female corpse. Just like all the previous rooms, her method of death was to be cruelly dismembered. Her head was placed on the shoe cabinet in the hallway, facing the place where they opened the door.

But it was this woman's corpse that made Constantine's expression drastically changed, and even screamed out loud.

Lord was attracted by his screams and thought that something was wrong. He rushed over quickly, but he saw Constantine sitting on the ground, looking at the head of the woman on the shoe cabinet with horror, he couldn't help but wonder. "It's just a head, and I haven't seen it before. What are you talking nonsense?"

"She she she"

Constantine pointed the head with a trembling finger The expression of fear made the muscles of his face twisted, and he couldn't even say a complete word.

"What's wrong with her? Speak clearly!"

Lord had a slight burst of spiritual pressure, and the sound was like a Hong Zhong, which could pierce through the stone and break the clouds, echoing throughout the corridor.

Constantine was awakened all at once, took a few breaths, pointed at the woman's head, and said in amazement, "This woman, it is Irene Karsuna, the woman who helped Nexia escape, and then left you a message. !"

"Why is she here?"

Lord realized the seriousness of the matter, and his expression suddenly became solemn. "And she has left the hotel and spent the rest of her life peacefully, and wrote the experience in a book and handed it to me in the future?"

"that is because"

Nexia suddenly came over and said lightly, "The woman named Irene Karsuna has already died in this hotel. Her brain and soul have been plunged into the spiritual prison and went out. That Irene is just a puppet."

"Only the dead can get out of here."

"Otherwise, Irene is just an ordinary person, how could it be possible to leave this hotel, or even walk out of the city safely, and leave a distress signal to your father in the future?"

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