Chapter 1715: Do You Smell Blood?
After getting rid of a layer of soil, a wooden floor was revealed. 795 knocked on the board, making a hollow, empty sound.
“It’s hollow.” 795 said, “There’s probably a passage under here.”
795 took the shovel from Ning Shu’s hand and started to work on the solidified soil on the ground.
A good while later, the hall floor was turned over, revealing a floor made of a patchwork of wooden boards.
Ning Shu crawled on the ground. She wanted to see what was underneath through the cracks.
What welcomed her was darkness. There was nothing at all to see.
“Help see if there are any mechanisms around here,” said 795 to the others.
The uncle didn’t move from the recliner. But Lu Shanshan was whispering something to him.
“Look at that behavior of hers,” said 795 to Ning Shu.
Ning Shu: …
What exactly did Lu Shanshan do to 795?
Ning Shu’s nose twitched. “Do you smell blood?”
795 kicked open the door of the room next to the hall. Ning Shu looked inside and saw the old lady kneeling on the floor. Her eye sockets were hollow, and her eyes were gouged out. There was a bit of blood and flesh stuck to the eyeballs, hanging on the face.
Ning Shu shifted her gaze away after just a glance. This was the bloodiest killing Ning Shu had ever seen. In this task, each person’s death was extraordinarily gruesome.
“There must be tunnels in this house. We didn’t see anyone enter this room at all.” 795 looked around.
Ning Shu touched the walls. She had a feeling that there were cobweb-like passages under this house that could lead to any part of the house.
People could move in and out without a trace.
795, Ning Shu, and Zhang Jiasen felt around the whole room. Finally, under the bed, 795 felt a bump. Upon pressing it, a channel appeared underneath it.
“Here.” 795 crawled out from under the bed. “Move the bed aside.”
Several boys worked together to lift the bed out of the way and looked into the hole. It was like the maw of a monster that was about to swallow everyone up.
“Advisor, should we go down?” 795 asked the uncle.
When 795 talked to the uncle, Zhang Jiasen stood far away. He tried his best to reduce his presence.
“Go in,” said the uncle with a nod.
“Wait.” Ning Shu raised her hand.
“You don’t want to go?” The uncle raised an eyebrow.
Ning Shu rushed to the yard, took a few sharpened sticks from the woodshed, and gave 795 one.
“Thanks.” 795 weighed the wooden stick in his hand and thanked Ning Shu.
Ning Shu wanted to hand one to the uncle, too, but she recalled that he had a rule-breaking pistol at his waist. He could carry a gun in even the ancient era planes, so she didn’t give it to him.
“Give me one,” said Lu Shanshan.
Ning Shu handed one to her.
At that moment, Zhang Jiasen spoke up and said, “If we leave, what about the other people in this room?”
There were more than ten people still left!
“That’s right. Advisor, what are we supposed to do without you guys?”
“What if the killer comes back?”
“Why don’t we go together?”
“It’s scary in here.”
Uncle pressed his lips together. “If you go down, you might end up dead.”
Ning Shu felt that it wasn’t safe to be in the house. The passage below allowed the murderer to appear at any time and kill these unarmed college students.
But the situation below wasn’t yet known. There was no information at all. As it was impossible to know what lay ahead, the danger couldn’t be predicted.
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