Chapter 1073 Reciprocity
He had inspected the body before, and fortunately, there were no missing parts of the body, which meant that the step of pinching during the sewing process could be omitted, which would save a lot of time.
But just when Chen Hao picked up the corpse's hand and had just stitched two stitches, suddenly, a strange touch attracted his attention.
He pinched it twice, and his face changed slightly. The corpse's hands were more delicate and the joints were not so thick. The corpse lying in front of him was a powerful man.
Sensing the abnormality, Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat. He immediately put down his needle and thread, brought a candle for close-range lighting, and examined the other hand of the corpse.
The next second, a scene that made his heart go cold appeared. The other hand was covered with calluses. It was obviously a hand that had been working for many years, and the one he had just stitched... belonged to a pampered person.
This severed left hand does not belong to the corpse in front of you at all!
Oops...
Cold sweat trickled down Chen Hao's forehead. No matter what, it was Yu Chengmu's fault. This old guy didn't know where he got one. The severed hand was spliced to his body.
But he has had a few stitches now. If he takes out the stitches now and takes off the severed hand, he will violate the taboo of not taking it apart after suturing. But if he keeps it straight, although he can't see anything now, he can wait. After the incense burned out, the corpse realized that this severed hand did not belong to him, and he would not let him go.
The name of the incense is Requiem, so how can it be possible that the body that needs Requiem will be fine.
One is immediately dangerous, the other is tantamount to chronic suicide.
At this moment, Chen Hao actually calmed down for a rare moment. Since everything was okay for the time being, there must be a way to survive. After all, judging from the coffin in the lobby of Yizhuang, Yu Chengmu also encountered a crisis.
If Yu Chengmu can survive, so can he.
Don’t be messy, don’t be messy...
He began to judge from Yu Chengmu's perspective and speculate on the other party's psychological activities.
The most important thing before us is to first confirm the source of this severed hand. Only by finding the source can we find a way to break the situation.
Looking at the miserable state of the coffin outside, Yu Chengmu should not dare to touch the corpses inside the coffin, especially since it was not part of their mission. This was made clear by the caller.
So the owner of this severed hand must be one of these 4 rooms.
First of all, this severed hand is definitely not from the body of Yu Chengmu in Room 1. Such a person would not risk his own safety.
Secondly, the possibility of it being Room 3 is also very small. After all, if you use the corpse of Room 3 rashly, you will mess up your teammates as well.
To sum up, Chen Hao judged that the severed hand was most likely to come from Room 4.
Room 4 is Chen Hao’s own name. After all, this is the only room without a number.
Before, Chen Hao still didn't understand the meaning of the existence of Room 4. After all, they were fully prepared and there were only three of them at most. Now... Chen Hao seems to understand a little bit.
But next, he will face another problem. If he goes to Room 4 for verification now, he will violate the taboo of having to successfully sew a corpse once and not leaving in the middle.
Chen Hao finally understood how Du Moyu felt like he had no inspiration, couldn't write a book, and was scratching his head.
What the hell should I do?
Finally, Chen Hao made up his mind. After considering the pros and cons, he still went to Room 4 for confirmation. After all, only after confirmation could he find out the real way out.
He took a deep breath, lifted the white cloth as fast as he could, and rushed through Room 3 to No. 4.
The moment he left the body, a crisp sound of bells sounded from far to near.
Chen Hao heard it clearly, it was coming from outside the gate.
The thing that once entangled Yu Chengmu not long ago is here again...
But now is not the time to be afraid, Chen Hao rushed directly to the body in Room 4, because The lighting was poor, so he reached out to touch it and pulled off the left hand of the corpse.
Yes, the texture of this hand is relatively thick. Without checking the other hand, Chen Hao confirmed that this is definitely the left hand of the corpse in his room!
Yu Chengmu, this old bastard, actually switched his hands!
No longer hesitating, Chen Hao grabbed his left hand and quickly returned to Room 2. As soon as he rushed into Room 2, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the scene in front of him made his hair stand on end. A figure was reflected on the white cloth, silently. He stood there motionless.
That thing... was only separated from him by a layer of white cloth.
Chen Hao had no doubt that if he were a step too late, something outside would tear open the white cloth and rush in, and then harvest his life.
From those coffin lids that were lifted off, you can imagine how terrifying the power of this thing is.
At this moment, the world was eerily quiet, and Chen Hao could hear his own heartbeat clearly.
Until——
“Bell——”
Things outside turned and left. At the same time, a gust of night wind came and rolled up a corner of the white cloth lying on the ground. Chen Hao’s pupils suddenly shrank. , he saw... saw a pair of red mandarin duck shoes, and a delicate bell tied to a plain white ankle.
“Bell——”
“Bell——”
As those feet moved, the bells kept ringing.
The sound faded away.
It took Chen Hao a full minute to calm down completely. It was not until the sound of the bell disappeared that he turned around and faced the corpse again. The left hand that had been sutured with two stitches fell off naturally. Hao carefully sewed it up with the hand he took back.
Very good, an exact match.
His mission is also completed.
But he had no intention of leaving. Yu Chengmu had given him such a big gift, and he would definitely have to return the gift. He didn't know whether his gift... would be unbearable to the next person.
Staring at the sutured left hand of the corpse, Chen Hao's eyes became sharp.
......
In the other room, the atmosphere was surprisingly dull.
"Boss, are you sure you want to go?" Abiao looked at Jia Jinliang and lowered his voice, making his voice sound hoarse.
Jia Jinliang sat cross-legged on the bed, his chest rising and falling with his breathing. After a moment, Jia Jinliang opened his eyes and exhaled, "Don't worry, didn't you hear what Yu Zhangyan said just now? He has made careful arrangements. The next person won’t survive that easily.”
“These people didn’t think it was that easy.” Jiang Cheng’s annoying face suddenly popped into A Biao’s mind.
"I know." Jia Jinliang's expression became serious, "But even if the last person can survive, A Biao, I still want you to stay."
A Biao's face was a little ugly, " You are worried about what happened to the papermaker ?”
“It’s better to believe that it’s true than to believe that it’s not true. Haven’t we encountered too many strange things these days?” Jia Jinliang got out of bed and came to A Biao, “At this point, I and I Yu Zhangyan has the same idea.”
Jia Jinliang paused and continued: "Abiao, there are some words that I can't tell clearly, but I can tell that he also thinks that Du Moyu is not telling lies."
"That The paper man...does have a big problem.”(End of Chapter)