0p0 Chapter 369 [Yanjing Incident] The Finale (2)
Chapter 369 [Yanjing Incident] The Finale (2)
Luo Lin's words resurfaced in Chen Ji's mind.
"...At that time, he was both Xu Sandao and Xu Chuan. If all the conditions were met, he would carry out a major purge."
The condition in this statement is that Xu Chuan's memory is fully restored.
Because of Chen Ji's interference, Xu Chuan's words and Luo Lin's words almost resurfaced in Chen Ji's mind.
"...At that time, he was both Xu Sandao and Xu Chuan. If all the conditions were met, he would carry out a major purge."
The condition in this statement is that Xu Chuan's memory is fully restored.
Because of Chen Ji's interference, Xu Chuan and Xu Sandao have almost completely merged, which means that the great purge will begin soon!
"The great purge is about to begin... Will the sixth charge not be announced?"
Zhang Cheng murmured.
Chen Ji shook his head. He had a bad feeling that things wouldn't go so smoothly.
Moreover, Du Muyu's whereabouts are still unknown.
The crack in Xu Chuan's chest was widening at an extremely slow rate, while the rest of his body seemed to be frozen in place.
Without saying anything more, he picked up Xu Chuan and the two ran upstairs.
For some reason, I never heard the armored ghost make a sound again.
They didn't even pursue Zeng Guichuan anymore.
The entire castle was like the sky before a storm, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Only outside the window, lightning and thunder continued to flash.
“Xu Chuan is safe now,” Chen Ji said solemnly. “Let’s go find Luo Lin and get the key first.”
The two entered the second-floor hall, but unfortunately, the depths of the hall remained pitch black, and the courtroom was not open.
Now we can only feel our way across the river, taking it one step at a time.
Zhang Cheng felt a sense of confusion rise in his heart again, as if they were being pushed by something, and could only passively wait for what would happen next.
Just as the two were about to enter the house, a biting cold wind suddenly blew onto their faces.
Chen Ji suddenly shuddered!
Squeak——
A door, whether blown open by the wind or for some other reason, slowly revealed a crack, and instinctively they looked in that direction—
Chen Ji's eyes suddenly narrowed.
A corner of a beige trench coat peeked through the doorway.
"Du Muyu!"
Zhang Cheng shouted suddenly!
As the only person to witness Du Muyu's disappearance, how could he not recognize that it was Du Muyu's back?
Why was Du Muyu behind the door?
And...it's behind the door of the spiral staircase?
What is she going upstairs for?
Without a second thought, Chen Ji turned and ran, only managing to leave behind the words, "Zhang Cheng, go get the keys!"
He pushed open the door and looked up. At the top of the spiral staircase, a figure was looking down at him.
Just like on Christmas Day.
Chen Ji stared at that pale face, and just like on Christmas Day, an endless chill ran through his entire body.
This is not Du Muyu's face.
They are somewhat similar, but not quite.
He found it hard to describe what she looked like. All Chen Ji knew was that the woman in front of him had nothing to do with the kind and understanding psychologist he and Fei'er remembered, or the resilient and gentle sister in Du Tingfeng's eyes.
The woman looked at him quietly and smiled slightly.
Her smile was icy.
It even... carried a hint of malice.
Then they went up to the third floor.
Chen Ji followed closely behind, rushing up to the third floor in a few steps, about to grab Du Muyu, who was already close to the dark door of the execution ground!
Several wet watermarks had appeared on the gate at some point.
And at this very moment...
Chen Ji suddenly heard a familiar voice, like a dream.
His body stiffened abruptly for a second.
The woman turned her head, and her face transformed back into Du Muyu's appearance!
Du Muyu's lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something to Chen Ji.
This scene confirmed Chen Ji and his companions' previous suspicions.
Du Muyu is possessed by a ghost.
She herself was trapped inside this chaotic body.
"Three months..."
Du Muyu's voice was very soft, almost like she was talking to herself, but Chen Ji knew she was talking to him.
Three months.
Chen Jifu was in a state of spiritual enlightenment, and it was still three months before Du Muyu completely disappeared!
After that, the ghost that possessed her, which might be the parasite in her mind, will completely take over Du Muyu's body!
At least for now, that ghost can't completely control Du Muyu's will, which is why her face sometimes looks like the ghost's and sometimes like Du Muyu herself.
Her features flickered eerily, as if veiled by a layer of gauze. Then, like a ghost, she passed through the closed doors of the execution ground and vanished.
“…”
A dark glint flashed in Chen Ji's eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, he pushed open the door.
At the same time, the second phase of the Netherworld will be opened.
.......
Zhang Cheng was momentarily stunned.
For some reason, he felt as if his surroundings had changed just now.
gallery.
Incandescent lamp.
Spring Festival couplets for the Year of the Monkey on the doors of residential houses...
He cautiously looked around, and after a few seconds, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Nothing unusual.
His biggest fear was that Zeng Guichuan would appear here.
His terrifying experience of being carried by a ghost still haunted him.
The television inside the house was still playing the news. Zhang Cheng carefully walked in and, as if by reflex, immediately looked at the picture frame in the entryway.
Everything is the same as before.
But he always felt that something was wrong.
After entering the house, as if a guiding light was shining in his mind, Zhang Cheng's "sixth sense" seemed to have been greatly enhanced.
The room was empty...
Rowling was nowhere to be seen.
Zhang Cheng's heart sank. His sixth sense had come true: Luo Lin had disappeared!
But the key is in Rollin's police uniform!
Subconsciously, he was about to go to the bedroom inside and rummage through the wardrobe, but for some reason, he ended up looking at the sofa where Luo Lin had been sitting.
Suddenly, a thought struck him.
There seems to be something hidden in the gap between the sofa and the sofa?
Zhang Cheng slowly walked over and pulled the thing out of the sofa cushions.
This is......
A chill ran through him as he stared at the dirty rag doll in his hands, his mind filled with questions!
Why were police uniforms sewn onto the rag doll?
But the stitching was very rough, and the original police siren was replaced with a string of gibberish!
Could it be that the Rollin they've been seeing all along is this rag doll?!
However, Xu Sandao's memories were projected onto him!
Zhang Cheng tried to tear off the police uniform, but the toy uniform seemed inseparable from the rag doll.
Suddenly, Zhang Cheng noticed out of the corner of his eye that the doll's silly grin had stopped.
Its eyes were no longer dull and lifeless, but stared intently at itself, revealing a coldness that shouldn't belong to a toy!
Zhang Cheng's hand instantly bounced away.
Looking in terror at the fallen ghost doll, Zhang Cheng opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately sat down on the ground with a look of utter despair.
This is absolutely, absolutely not a "key".
Where is the key?
calm down......
Zhang Cheng took a few deep breaths, which meant that the police badge they had seen on Luo Lin earlier was just an illusion.
The purpose was probably to guard against Zeng Guichuan.
Moreover, Rowling never said that he had the key.
The real key isn't here; it's been hidden.
where?
It's a badge... made of black cloth.
Black cloth.
cloth.
Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, Zhang Cheng stood up in disbelief!
He suddenly hoisted Xu Chuan onto his back, rushed towards the corridor, smashed open a door, entered the hall, and then smashed open a second door.
The door to the chamber of atonement.
If he's not mistaken...
Zhang Cheng's heart was pounding. He was the only person in this Netherworld who knew where the key was.
The opening on the indulgence box was so narrow that you couldn't even put your hand in.
Looking around, Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth, grabbed a terracotta figurine from the corner of the room, and smashed it violently against the atonement box!
Bang!
A small hole was smashed into the box.
Glass shards flew everywhere.
Zhang Cheng put his hand into his mouth and fumbled around for a while.
A few seconds later.
"This is it."
He murmured to himself and pulled his hand away.
The glass edge had cut small, scattered scratches on the cloth, and drops of blood fell onto the cloth in his hand.
Black cloth.
It's wrapped around something.
Zhang Cheng trembled as he lifted the cloth, revealing a pencil inside that had been chewed and pockmarked.
The numbers inside the fabric are also visible:
【FJ530711】
This was the first "stolen goods" that Xu Chuan returned.