Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

I crawled little by little to where the light was coming from. It was a wire mesh. I looked down along the wire mesh and saw a large glass jar filled with liquid in the empty room. I didn't know what it was used for.

I smelled a strange smell, hmm, it was very similar to the smell in the forensic uncle's studio.

The little wood sculpture was restless, so Li Fumei could only take pictures of the place and continue climbing. When she saw the captain, she would ask them to see what the jars inside were used for.

After climbing for another ten minutes, screams were heard.

I climbed to the top of the place where the sound came from and looked down. There was a handsome man with chains on his hands, being whipped continuously.

Screaming and begging for mercy, the fat man was so tired from whipping her that he was out of breath: "Hoohoo, I'm so tired, just be obedient and suffer less, understand? If you don't obey me, I'll beat you to death."

Seeing this scene, Li Fumei frowned slightly, took a photo and continued to climb. She didn't know how the captain and the others were doing now. The person who was beaten was not in danger of life for the time being and she didn't want to alert the enemy.

After climbing for a while, I reached the top of the box.

I smelled blood and looked through the vent. Sure enough, the two sides were facing each other with guns raised. The masked men looked wary, "Police? How did you get here?"

Shang Lin glanced at Xing Fei, his eyes narrowed dangerously: "So it's you, you're a police officer who sneaked in, no wonder, but now I'll give you a chance to live."

"Now get out of here and act like nothing happened, and I might consider letting you go. Otherwise, you'll have to stay here forever."

Xing Fei said coldly, "Why, you want to attack the police? If something happens to the criminal police, can the umbrella behind you protect you? Think carefully."

"The entire hot springs are surrounded. Stop struggling fearlessly. Put down your guns and follow us."

"Haha, let's give it a try."

A strong light suddenly lit up in the room, and everyone's eyes couldn't bear it. They subconsciously closed their eyes and turned away. Shang Lin put on glasses and covered his mouth and nose, looking at the smoke coming out with a slight curl of his lips.

After the strong light faded away, Xing Fei and the others opened their eyes and turned to look over. Before they could say anything, they felt a wave of weakness coming over them, double vision began to appear in front of their eyes, and they were so dizzy that they could hardly stand.

The sound of high heels tapping is approaching.

Shang Lin stepped closer and chuckled, "Don't struggle. This is a powerful anesthetic. Even a little bit of it will be enough to keep you immobile for a whole day. You won't even have the strength to pull the trigger."

She squatted down, pinched his chin with her hand and lifted it up: "I am very interested in you. I will give you a chance to follow me. I can consider letting you go."

Xing Fei stared at her with sharp eyes, and double images kept appearing before his eyes.

"You can't escape, don't even think about it!"

"Tsk tsk, with you hostages here, it's easy to escape. Since you don't know what's good for you, I can only teach you a lesson."

With a bang, a gunshot rang out. Xing Fei, who was shot in the leg, couldn't help but groan, with shock in his eyes. These people who banned guns in China actually had guns in their hands. Who had the power behind them to help them?

A murderous intent flashed in Shang Lin's eyes. He pointed the cold muzzle of the gun at Xing Fei's head, and curled his lips slightly: "I don't like to leave any trouble behind. The people in the criminal investigation team are so stupid."

There was a click, the sound of the safety opening.

When Li Fumei in the ventilation duct saw this scene, her eyes narrowed instantly. No, the captain cannot die here.

He took out the small wooden sculpture, rolled his eyes, bit his finger and began to draw talismans and chant spells.

The room was quickly filled with black mist. Shang Lin noticed the abnormality before he even pulled the trigger and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Where did the black mist come from?"

"The Queen doesn't know. I'll go check it out."

As he spoke, he rushed into the black fog, and soon a terrified scream was heard: "Ahhh, ghost, there is a ghost!!!"

Shang Lin reached out and lifted the man up: "Tell me, what's going on? Is it related to your people? How many people did you bring here? How were they deployed? Tell me clearly."

Xing Fei gritted his teeth and said nothing. His eyes were blurry and he had no strength left in his body.

He let go and threw it casually on the ground, then glanced at the others and winked: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and go in and take a look, and drag the person out."

The black fog continued to spread, and Shang Lin subconsciously retreated.

The little girl at the vent urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, if they run away I won't let you go."

The black fog in the box accelerated instantly, and soon it was pitch dark inside the box. At first, everyone covered their mouths and noses with alert eyes, thinking it was a drug or something like that.

After checking that his companion hadn't fainted, he realized that this wasn't a drug and put his hand down, shouting, "What the hell is this? Stop playing tricks on me."

The black fog changed its shape, becoming thick and dark. A figure slowly walked out from it. He was wearing a white shirt and smiling brightly. As he got closer to his eyes, mouth and ears, blood began to seep out.

The whole face gradually turned from sunny at the beginning to gloomy and terrifying. The man's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of fear.

He raised his gun and shot the figure, "No, no, you're already dead, how could you still be here? I must be hallucinating."

The same scene kept appearing in front of other people, accompanied by gunshots, and soon people were shot and fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

Shang Lin's fear grew deeper and deeper. "Who's behind this? Someone, turn on the air circulation for me. I don't believe there are ghosts in this world."