My House of Horrors Chapter 238: I found you!

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"The better the girl performs, the more jealous the other people will be. In fact, even if she does nothing, people around her will isolate her."

"Sometimes God is too partial, and it ’s not necessarily a good thing. After all, there is a devil hidden around us."

"One of the other five girls in the dance room is in love, followed by a cliché story."

"She wrote a love letter and wanted to make a confession, but unfortunately the boy didn't like her at all, close to her just wanted more information about another girl."

"After learning everything, shame and jealousy prompted her to make a crazy decision."

"She found the staff of the equipment management department, several people discussed everything and decided to destroy the girl together."

"Dancing competitions near the province, six girls go to the dance studio every afternoon for training. At that time, it was summer vacation, and there were few people in the school."

"Several other female students pretend to relax their relationship with girls. Girls are kind-hearted and try their best to integrate into their circles."

"She alone took a lot of chores and made sweets herself, ready to give her" friends. "

"But what made her unexpected was that this is just a trap."

"It is her" friend "who wants to push her into the abyss."

The story of No. 2 is still going on. I heard Chen Ge ’s fingers clenched.

I found you!

The murderer takes the sins committed as a story and tells everyone present, and no confession can be heard from his words.

"Zhang Ya ..." Chen Ge called quietly in the bottom of her heart. The story of No. 2 made her feel a little more unclear about this girl. It should be distressed.

There is a slight change in shadow color, but Zhang Ya does not appear.

Probably because she eats too many ghosts in Third Sick Hall and she is digesting them.

Feeling sentimental, No. 2 rookie glanced at Chen Ge ’s location.

"The girl called for help from her" friend ". Not only did her" friend "stand up to help her, one of them took out a love letter from the backpack, which was written by her favorite boy, but it was not written For her. "

"Then the girl who had nowhere to go looked at the window behind her. She fell from fourth floor and the blood bleed to the ground, but at that time she was still alive."

"She couldn't make a sound, her eyes were open, and she kept staring at the" friends "who had left her."

"The white dance skirt was dyed blood red. No one knew her exact time of death. Her body was not found until the next day."

Every sentence on No. 2 said that the bloodline in Chen Ge ’s shadow was full, and after swallowing two thin and long monsters and half of the body of the red clothing courtyard, Zhang Ya seemed to be undergoing some changes.

Chen Ge has no way to wake up Zhang Ya. Zhang Ya has helped him three times in total. Every time she appeared on her own initiative.

"The girl has no other wounds besides the fall injury, plus the local ducks colluded in advance, this event was eventually characterized as suicide."

At the beginning, No. 2 remained calm, but as he said, his breathing began to become rapid, and he always looked at Chen Ge's place unnaturally.

He seemed to realize something, speeding up his speech, and hurriedly told about the final ending of the five girls.

They always receive an unknown blood color. Love letter at night. Girls who receive the love letter will have accidents for various reasons within a week. More coincidentally, the corpses are finally sitting in chairs.

"It sounds like a curse game, but this is the fact. I suspect that the girl who fell from the building has become Specter and has been wandering in the dance room."

No. 2 took a step back: "My story is finished."

"The plot is good, but you are telling badly. You can ask others how to tell a story." The man on the right side of the table yawned and looked to the other side of the table: "What do you say?"

"At least aroused my interest, unlike the newcomers last week." The first man sitting on the left tapped the table with his fingers, his eyes glowing coldly.

The man on the right smiled and said casually: "Since he passed, let the number three start."

"Wait." The man on the left spoke again, his eyes slowly moved away from No. 2 and looked at Chen Ge: "No. 2, No. 4, did you two know each other before?"

Chen Ge did not expect the other party to be so keen. Zhang Ya has not responded to him. At this time, he can only find a way to delay the time.

"I don't know." No. 2 spoke first, and he didn't expect his small movements to be noticed by the men at the table.

"Since you don't know him, why do you always look at him intentionally or unconsciously when telling a story?" After the man finished, everyone on both sides of the table looked at No. 2 and Chen Ge.

A look like a sharp knife, emitting a dangerous breath.

The situation in the house suddenly became tense. Chen Ge kept calling Zhang Ya's name in his heart, but unfortunately he never got a response, but the blood in the shadow became more and more clear.

By comparison, No. 2 may be more calm: "He made me feel very uncomfortable, and there was a voice in my mind telling me that this person is dangerous."

"Dangerous?" The eyes of several people in the house all focused on Chen Ge: "A dangerous newcomer?"

"Is it because of his mask?" The man who said that he likes Chen Ge's mask spoke again. He held his chin and seemed to appreciate the work of the human skin mask: "It's a beautiful piece of art One day, it will belong to me. "

This man can also help Chen Ge get rid of it. The first man sitting on the left side of the table did n’t ask any more. He waved his hand: "Number three, let me listen to your story."

Only three of the four newcomers are women, and her height and body are very common.

"My surname is Zhong, I work in a chemical plant." The woman stroked her self-made mask, and the first sentence she said made everyone frown.

"Miss Zhong, for your own safety, please don't disclose information casually." The man on the right reminded, but the woman didn't care.

"The story I want to tell is related to my wife." The woman's voice is very nice, and the lightness is like a bird song, making it very comfortable to listen to.

"She is four years younger than me and is a late night radio anchor."

"The time she is in charge is from midnight to two in the morning, so she goes home late every time."

"When I first got married, I would wait until she came back to sleep, because I had to go to work the next day, and I could n’t hold it over time."

"I will make a dinner for two, leave a note for her and let her come back to eat hot meals at night."

"It was okay at the beginning, but from a certain day, my wife never touched the food on the table."

"When I get up in the morning, the food is still the same, but the kitchen utensils and pots have been used."

"My wife seems to be cooking something in the kitchen at night alone."