Chapter 4 Cross Death Curse

Everyone in the hall of the mental hospital was stunned, pale, and they were obviously seriously frightened.

The elevator was burned black. Due to the accumulation of powder from the dry powder fire extinguisher, the elevator was full of white solidified objects. In the middle of this white solidified object like plaster, it was the old man's body. The old man's body was turned off by the lamp hanging above the elevator and tied to the old man's neck. Two strong wires, which are just connected to the terminal pole at the bottom of the lamp holder, bursting with electric flowers.

The old man's hands naturally drooped, but his hand seemed to grab something hard, looking at the black smoke inhaled in his mouth. His hateful eyes looked straight ahead, and his head had tilted to the other side because of the hanging position. The black clothes that were burned seemed to indicate the time of her death. She must have been hung from the elevator before the fire broke out and passed through her body.

"Protect the scene and immediately find the police to collect evidence. From this point of view, this is not such a simple fire."

Qin Zhong recovered for a while and slowly walked into the elevator. He lowered his head and looked around. There was an unburned copper basin in the elevator, and there were many unburned fruits and other things in the basin.

He looked up at the old man with straight eyes just now. At this moment, he didn't know why he was staring at Qin Zhong.

Qin Zhong turned the photo out of his pocket: "Old man, you are so stupid. You should know that this photo has harmed me. I can't send it all day long. I wanted to ask you what's going on, but you're so anxious. What's going on? I want to throw away the photo. Piece."

"Squeak, the wire on the old man's neck loosened, and the old man suddenly fell half a meter to the ground, almost looking up to Qin Zhong, but now the old man's eyes were still on the ground, but this time she stared at Qin Zhong closely. There was a kind of anger, dissatisfaction and hatred on his pale and slightly purple face. .

The firefighters almost cleaned up the elevator and exposed two rows of handwriting in the elevator behind the old man's body. Qin Zhong read out, "Damn it, I'm always going to die. I'm dead. Don't think about it. The curse will begin immediately."

Qin Zhong held his head and said, "Old man, old man, what do you think you are playing with? Besides, you are waiting for us to see and play with fire. Anyway, you have to solve my photo."

While Qin Zhong was complaining, he looked up at the old man's expression. Suddenly, the long tongue in the old man's mouth suddenly spit out, as if he was making a grimace with Qin Zhong, which made Qin Zhong angry and angry. He simply stuffed the photo into the old man's pocket: "I don't want this photo. You can figure it out. I don't want to take it away when I'm cremated for you in the future, so that I won't sleep well all day.

Everyone present was shocked by Qin Zhong's behavior. The old man's death method itself was very frightened. Even the masculine fire officers and soldiers were very scared. After all, he was a dead man, and his death was so painful.

"Young man, are you all right? What's wrong with this ghost?" The dean came to Qin Zhong and asked carefully.

Qin Zhong patted his clothes: "I'm fine. You can deal with the rest. I've finished my affairs with my old man."

What he thought was that he happily put the photo into the old man's pocket and ran away faster: "This time, it's back to the original owner. You shouldn't give it to me anymore. Run away and never let the old man catch up."

Just when everyone didn't understand what was going on, Qin Zhong had disappeared from the hospital. He got out of the mental hospital and ran away. Before getting on the bus, he told the driver: "Mr. Driver, I'm not mentally ill. Drive quickly."

The driver suddenly looked numb, with white eyes and whispered, "Kid, who are you blinded? Can I see if you are mentally ill or can you see it?"

Qin Zhong was stunned: "It seems that ordinary people can't see it."

"Isn't that all? Get in the car, where are you going?"

"You can go anywhere, stay away from here."

The driver didn't say a word, but ran away in a straight road for 20 minutes.

Qin Zhong got out of the car and ran away. He really didn't bring any money. He just forgot to bring money when he came out.

This can make the driver's angry eyes straight: "You boy!"

"I'm mentally ill. You didn't see it. Take a good look in the future." Qin Zhong felt very honored for his escape. Recently, the photo has tortured him enough. This time, he finally rubbed the overlord car, which is a word of cool!

The driver hurriedly chased Qin Zhong: "You're crazy. I'm also mentally ill. Damn, if you don't give me money today, I'll kill you."

Qin Zhongergen sweated. He didn't run as fast as the car and struggled. If he really stopped, he would definitely be beaten. If he ran slowly, this guy would really go crazy. If he bumped over, he would definitely be half disabled. He is not going to suffer this loss, but there is only one way now, then The faster you run, the better.

The driver shouted desperately behind him, and the speed was extremely fast in an instant. Looking at his red eyes, he cursed.

"Squeak, bang!"

A roar broke the tension and silence of this moment. Qin Zhong's breathing has reached the explosion period, and the breathing sound that filled his ear cavity was also broken by this sudden loud sound.

Qin Zhong ran to distinguish the sudden sound. Isn't this the sound of a car crash? Did that guy's car crash? He turned around carefully, but he did not forget to run hard under his feet.

Suddenly, Qin Zhong stopped and was surprised that he had run for so long, and there was no sound of the car behind him. When he saw the car from afar, he seemed to hit a big stone pier, and the whole car was almost scrapped.

It's broken. Did it kill people again? Qin Zhong turned around and ran back in the direction of the car, but he didn't find any movement when he ran back like this. He looked around in private. Except for these two smoking cars, there was no one else.

Hmm? Qin Zhong found a man kneeling under a big stone pier in the distance.

"Isn't that the driver? Where did he go?" He felt very surprised and looked at the driver's dull eyes from afar, as if there was no blood-red smell just now. The guy just stayed there, holding a note in his hands tightly, and an envelope, shivering all over.

Qin Zhong felt that the situation was not good and stepped up. When he came to the driver, the driver's eyes were not on him at all, and he didn't know what he was looking at. He kept trembling and said very clearly, "I know, I know, the little one will definitely do it. "

Qin Zhong was very puzzled and thought that he had said this to himself. He followed the driver's sight and was empty, which made him scratch his scalp: "Hey, who are you talking to?" With that, Qin Zhong's hand also patted the driver on the shoulder.

"Ah!" The driver, a very old man, made a scream that was difficult for women to make, and his body tilted aside: "Who?"

"Hmm?" Qin Zhong found that the driver seemed to be scared by something, and he was dumbfounded. He took another step closer, and the driver trembling again.

"Ky, oh no, brother, I don't want your money. I'll give you this thing." As the driver said, he handed the yellow paper and envelope in his hand to Qin Zhong.

Qin Zhong didn't know what it was. At first, he was careful. When he opened the yellow paper and looked at it, he was instantly dumbfounded.

Three words are written on the yellow paper: "The curse of death!" Qin Zhong's heart skipped. These words seemed to have known each other. The font was exactly the same as the font in the elevator, and it used the yellow paper burned for the dead, which was really scary.

Qin Zhong rubbed the yellow paper with his hand, threw it aside, and opened the envelope again. The envelope contained a picture that had just been stuffed back into the old man's pocket, as well as a dozen of yellow paper, and there were three words of death spells written on each yellow paper. Qin Zhong couldn't help crying and laughing. He was stunned and staring at it. The driver looked straight at it.

"Did you see anything just now?"