Volume 3: Death in Progress Chapter 065: Resurrection from the Dead
After hearing what Zhang Fengyu said, everyone in the room had a bad feeling.
After Zhang Fengyu hung up the phone, he shook his head and said to everyone, "It seems that Chen Ping is really missing. The person who called just now was not Chen Ping. The person said that he picked up Chen Ping's phone and asked me if I was his friend and asked me to go and get it now."
After hearing this, Zhao Liang also cried out, "No way! Isn't Senior Chen the person with the best analytical ability here? How could something happen to him! It's over. Even Senior Chen is in trouble. We will all be killed by the ghost this time!"
Zhang Fengyu glanced at Zhao Liang and said in a comforting tone, "It's still uncertain how things will turn out. As long as we don't give up, we will definitely find a way to complete the task!"
After hearing Zhang Fengyu's consolation, Cheng En, who was sitting next to Zhao Liang, also said, "Zhao Liang, what's wrong with you? Why do you always undermine our morale?"
Qiao Yan also glanced at Zhao Liang and said harshly, "What a loser!"
"Okay, everyone, please stop talking. The current situation is indeed not optimistic. There are only three dead people left. If we haven't changed the death time stipulated for those three people, then we will have to face a ghost without any restrictions chasing us. Now we don't have to do anything, just wait for the next death time to be announced!"
After Zhang Fengyu finished speaking, he walked aside and began to ponder. The rest of the people looked at each other and fell silent.
"According to what Chen Ping said, Zhao Liang must be the ghost. He is the most likely to be replaced by the ghost. I guess the phone call he made to me at that time was made by the ghost when he was killed, either intentionally or unintentionally. At that time, I also felt that Zhao Liang was very strange. After all, each of us has information about the ten people in our minds, but when we were looking for Yu Di, Zhao Liang didn't know that he could find this through the phone. Now I think it is inevitable that the ghost should not know the information about the ten people. Now I should think of a way to send Zhao Liang away while he doesn't know that Chen Ping has discovered the secret of his identity. Only in this way can we have a chance to escape, but how can we lure Zhao Liang away alone?"
"Zhao Liang, go out and call Captain Li's attending physician over. I want to ask him if Captain Li can get out of bed and walk now."
After hearing this, Li Xuan showed confusion in his eyes, not knowing what Zhang Fengyu wanted to do. Zhao Liang looked at Zhang Fengyu in confusion, and Zhang Fengyu repeated, "If the three dead also died within the death time specified in the mission, then we must escape, but Captain Li was so seriously injured that he can't move at all. I want to ask the doctor if there is any way to get Captain Li to walk in a short time! Go quickly!"
"Oh!" Zhao Liang agreed and walked out with a suspicious look on his face.
After Zhao Liang left, Li Xuan glanced at Zhang Fengyu and asked in confusion, "Zhang Fengyu, what are you trying to do?"
Zhang Fengyu stopped talking nonsense and whispered to the others, "Chen Ping called me and said Zhao Liang is a ghost. I have already guessed this. After the new time of death is announced, I will go with Cheng En and Zhao Liang to find the deceased. As for Li Xuan, I'll leave it to you, Ms. Qiao. You two must leave the hospital immediately after we leave! Cheng En and I will find a way to get away. Zhao Liang is the ghost who chased us when we lost all our restrictions!"
Upon hearing the news, fear appeared on everyone's face, especially Cheng En, whose expression was the ugliest at the moment. He and Zhao Liang were roommates with a relatively good relationship, and they went through the novice mission together. It can be said that their relationship was like that of brothers. But now he was told that Zhao Liang was dead, and the person sitting next to him was a ghost. It was hard for him to accept this!
Zhang Fengyu didn't care whether they accepted it or not, and hurriedly said, "If you don't want to die, don't let Zhao Liang see the flaw!"
When Zhao Liang brought back Li Xuan's attending physician, everyone in the ward returned to their previous expressions, without any of the shock they had before, except that Cheng En's expression was uglier than the others.
"Doctor, I want to ask, can my friend walk now?"
After hearing this, the attending doctor's face also showed a trace of anger: "Sir, you are not kidding, right? This injured person has more than a dozen fractures all over his body, and his internal organs have also been slightly damaged. How can he still walk after such serious injuries? He needs to rest for at least a few months!"
Seeing the doctor was anxious, Zhang Fengyu hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, doctor, I'm just asking."
Li Xuan was seriously injured, which Zhang Fengyu knew. However, once facing the ghost's pursuit in the end, Li Xuan would undoubtedly be waiting to die. After all, Qiao Yan was just a newcomer, and it would be natural for her to escape first if there was danger. Zhang Fengyu took a look at Li Xuan's weak face and made up his mind.
"Brother Wang is dead. Li Xuan is my last acquaintance here. I will try my best to protect her!"
In this way, everyone was anxiously waiting for the new time of death to arrive. When they thought that the evil ghost that would chase them in the future was sitting next to them, everyone felt deeply afraid. In fear, everyone waited for the new time of death.
"Chen Xu died between 4:10 and 4:18!"
After the new death time was released, Zhang Fengyu exchanged a few words with everyone, then said to Cheng En and Zhao Liang, "Let's go, let's go to Chen Xu now!"
Chen Xu is 22 years old and a hairdresser. Due to his limited monthly salary, the place he rents is not very good. It is an old building with three families living on each floor. In addition to him, there are two young people on the floor where he lives. One of them is a young artist and the other is a street painter.
Because he and the street painter were the first to move here, they were quite familiar with each other. So whenever they had free time, they would drink and chat together. However, this did not last long as the artistic young man moved in to their floor.
At first, Chen Xu had a good impression of this artistic young man, but after a few days, this artistic young man brought a large group of people, playing percussion instruments and singing in the house, and this play lasted almost the entire night.
Chen Xu endured it for a few days but gradually couldn't stand it anymore. The street painter was also like Chen Xu, gradually he couldn't stand it anymore...
Then a few days passed in a flash. During these days, this floor was exceptionally quiet, and there was no noise at all.
"all!"
"Chen Xu, something bad has happened!" Chen Xu opened the door in confusion and found the street painter standing at the door with an anxious look on his face.
Seeing his neighbor's expression, Chen Xu rubbed his eyes vigorously to sober himself up: "What happened? Why are you making such a fuss?"
"The police are here. It seems that something happened to that artistic young man!"
"Did something happen to that kid?" Chen Xu muttered to himself in confusion. He seemed to remember something vaguely, but he couldn't quite place it.
"Yes, that kid died at home. I just took a closer look inside and saw that he died a tragic death. His head was chopped off!"
"No way!" Chen Xu's vague memory seemed to have a hint of something. He curled his lips after hearing it and said to the street poet, "I think we should stay here for a few more days and then move out quickly. Someone has died in this building. How unlucky!"
"I think so!"
Three days passed in a flash. During these three days, Chen Xu vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten a memory, but this memory seemed to be remembered again by him. This feeling was very strong during these three days. Early this morning, when he was sleeping soundly, someone knocked on the door again!
Chen Xu got up angrily and opened the door. He found that it was his neighbor again, the street painter. However, this time his face was filled with fear. "No, no, it's a ghost!!!"
"Are you okay so early in the morning? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"This morning I saw that artistic young man coming out of his room, and he even said hello to me when he saw me!"
"Don't scare me. Didn't that artistic young man die three days ago? How could he come out of that room and say hello to you?"
As Chen Xu was speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank, because he saw the artistic young man who was supposed to have died just passed by the street painter and even smiled at him!
This scene suddenly reminded Chen Xu of something. He quickly closed the door, covered his head and lay on the bed, muttering to himself in disbelief: "That literary youth, I clearly killed him, how could he appear again!!!"
