Chapter 808 Mysterious Crying in the Room on the Top Floor! (Please Subscribe and Give Me Monthly Votes)

Maybe the crying ghost girl won't show up later, but will attract other ghosts. Wouldn't that be a big deal?

Seeing the three people looking at him in confusion, the mentally ill security guard said: "Generally, those fierce things are sometimes afraid of things that are fiercer than him. This is my experience."

The mentally ill security guard's statement is a bit forced. Anyway, nothing will happen before something happens.

Jones couldn't say anything, after all, he asked others to take it themselves.

After everything was ready, the four returned to the 16th floor.

Just as they came up, the familiar flashlight flashed again.

Rainy day, dark and dreary corridor, bloodstains where teammates had just died.

These mixed together will undoubtedly cause uneasiness in everyone's hearts.

They even stood back to back, holding weapons in their hands, ready to welcome the arrival of the crying ghost girl.

But after waiting for a while, there was no ghost girl around except the whistling wind.

At this time, everyone knew that they had found something that could scare the crying ghost girl.

But Jones always felt that there was some malicious eyes staring at them, but he couldn't find the source of the eyes.

Feeling his teammates' emotional instability, Jones said, "Why don't you go downstairs first? I'll do it myself."

Jones' words came from the bottom of his heart. If his teammates were not in good condition and were in danger, it would be better for him to do it alone.

Jones had seen many videos of the Chosen Ones. Some of them learned from Zhang Yangqing to form teammates, but their teammates were not capable enough and killed these Chosen Ones instead.

To give a simple example, in a real life-and-death situation, if four people ran together, Jones would definitely be the slowest one.

He also had no ability to attack his teammates to save his life, so if his teammates were not in good condition or were too scared, he really didn't recommend his teammates to go together.

But after he said that, his teammates began to dissatisfy.

Everyone came together and was determined to face death. How could Jones be allowed to take risks alone?

In the long run, Jones was the only one who could solve the disaster.

If they retreated, they would just die later, but they would not be able to escape.

So helping Jones was their choice.

Seeing that everyone had regained their confidence, Jones did not back off this time and took the initiative to lead the way.

Only when he showed calmness, his teammates would have the courage.

After searching for about five minutes on the 16th floor, Jones found a room with a peephole wiped clean.

As usual, they were divided into two teams. The mentally ill security guard and another mentally ill teammate set up traps outside to meet them, while Jones and the mentally ill fighter went in to investigate.

Before Jones went in, he handed the garlic on his neck to the mentally ill security guard. He always felt that there was something wrong with the mentally ill security guard's carrying those things.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Jones knocked on the door of the house where there were living people. With the sound of footsteps, a man's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

Jones swallowed his saliva and said, "Excuse me, we have been walking for a whole day and are thirsty. Can we come in and ask for a drink of saliva?"

After he finished speaking, the door opened quickly.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a sweater and glasses, and he looked gentle and refined.

However, judging from his physique and the aura on his body, it would not be a big problem to beat Jones and the mentally ill fighter to death.

Jones even felt that even the doctor colleague was not a match for this guy.

What is the saying that people with high skills are bold?

The sweater man looked at them and let them in.

This is the calmness of the strong, not afraid at all.

He is not afraid, but Jones is.

Because he knows that the more normal people look, the more abnormal they are.

When he first entered, Jones smelled the smell of incense, which was stronger than the abandoned house they were in just now.

There were five yellowed photos hanging on the wall. The faces of the people in the photos were stiff and seemed a little unhappy.

There was also an incense burner in front of these photos, with some incense sticks on it.

When Jones saw this, he began to feel something was wrong, because if the photos were posthumous photos, they should not look unhappy.

Either they knew they were going to die when they took the photos.

Or, they might not be dead!

The more he observed, the more guilty Jones felt.

The furniture in the room didn't look like a big problem, just a little old.

In addition to the sweater man, there was a housewife in the living room.

The housewife had curly hair and looked very slim.

But she was mopping the floor with a gloomy face, and she was still mumbling words that Jones couldn't understand, as if she was chanting a spell.

It was obviously a piece of land that was not very dirty, but the curly-haired woman kept mopping.

This made Jones a little confused.

But then, Jones's advantage appeared.

He couldn't see, but the psychopathic fighter could see what the curly-haired woman was mopping.

But when they came, Jones warned them not to speak casually, and to tell him if there was anything strange, and not to expose their ability to see strange things in front of outsiders, so the psychopathic fighter didn't say anything.

But here, the psychopathic fighter didn't seem to know that Jones couldn't see it.

Jones had to find a chance to ask.

As the male owner of the house, the sweater man politely asked them to sit on the sofa and poured them water.

At this time, a child's cry suddenly came from the inner room, and then stopped abruptly.

It felt like a crying child with his mouth covered by someone. There was an indescribable weird feeling, which made Jones feel a little uncomfortable.

The sweater man just handed the water over, and didn't seem to want to answer.

Jones knew that he had to speak up, otherwise he might die here without knowing how.

According to the information he just got, Jones thought that this might be the location where he picked up the "portrait" beside the Curse Lake.

Then the question came, he had to know who the portrait belonged to.

He couldn't just take it out and ask the sweater man if it was his.

If it wasn't, it would directly trigger the conditions for him to take action, and then he would definitely die.

From entering the door to now, Jones can probably judge that there are at least three or four people in this room.

It is known that there is a couple and a child.

The reason why Jones thinks there are four people is that when the child cries, the sound stops abruptly, which means that someone may be controlling the child, and Jones counts this person in.

The portrait in his hand can only be handed over to the only correct person, and perhaps he can't let others know, so he can survive.

Now it was a matter of choosing one out of four. Although Jones was lucky, he couldn't just guess blindly at this time.

Moreover, it was still a question whether the other two actually existed. He was just guessing based on the voices he heard, and hadn't seen them in person yet.

In order to clarify this, Jones asked, "Are those on the wall all your family members?"