Chapter 42 "You are the weakest doll I have ever seen"
"Farke! Farke! Farke Farke!!!"
In the secret room, Lango put the hand that had just taken the thing on his clothes and wiped it hard. He no longer cared whether his cursing would wake up others.
Now he just wants to take out old Kane and give him a beating.
How can you pick up this thing? !
The same goes for Mrs. Caroline. Do you call this a gem? !
There is radiation!
This family is so radiant!
This is much scarier than what he thought before, which was a gift from the devil or a treasure from hell.
"No, we can't stay in this place any longer."
Looking around at the oil paintings and jewelry, Lange couldn't help but hold his breath.
They have been with the fist-sized piece of plutonium-239 for decades at least. Although he is not a physics expert, he also knows that the energy generated by those radioactive metals can change the elements of surrounding objects and produce radioactive substances. substance.
You need to get rid of these things as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, he rushed to the secret room without hesitation.
This always gave him the feeling that one extra second would mean he would live ten years less.
Back in the corridor, the piece of plutonium-239 exuded a faint blue light in the dark corner, which looked particularly dazzling.
Lango thought for a while, then found a mop and pushed the thing into the secret room again.
If there is a suitable containment method in the future, it might be helpful to take this thing away.
Having said that, it makes sense why so many strange things happen in this villa.
There is also the housekeeper's deformed little hand, which is most likely caused by nuclear radiation.
This guy is really tough, staying in the villa for so many years without dying.
In the kitchen, Lange soaped his hands and rubbed them carefully. Although soap bubbles should not be helpful against radiation, what he needs now is just a little psychological comfort.
But fortunately, he threw it away within a few seconds of contact, so it shouldn't be a big deal.
After adjusting his condition, Lango went straight to the cellar of the villa.
According to the plot of the original film, the ghost of Kane's lover is hiding under there.
In the cellar at this time.
In a room full of surveillance TVs, Professor Ou was staring at the picture in front of him, frowning: "Where did the man named Lango go?"
"Why did he just turn a corner and disappear, and then it took a few minutes for him to appear again?"
Hearing this, the disabled scientist named Tian Tou pushed his wheelchair over and took a look. After pondering for a while, he said seriously: "Is there a possibility that he couldn't find the bathroom, so he found a remote dead corner?" Is it solved?"
"Well, this possibility cannot be ruled out."
Professor Ou nodded in realization, and then said unhappily: "If I had known that this guy was so popular, I shouldn't have agreed to let him participate before."
"Did you see Sheila's expression during dinner? Believe it or not, if no one was around, the two of them would have had sex at the dinner table!"
"Fake, he stole the girl I liked!"
On the side, after hearing his complaint, he tilted his head and glanced cautiously at this guy who was as lustful as the manor owner Kane.
I heard that he took advantage of his position in school to threaten and lure dozens of female college students. Now it seems that this number will only increase.
He coughed lightly and brought things back to the topic.
"Professor, I must solemnly remind you that within half an hour not long ago, my equipment detected that the spirit energy in the entire villa has far exceeded the safe limit."
He tilted his head and pointed at the device that looked like a [Dragon Ball Radar] on the table. Several light spots on it were dancing crazily.
"The ghosts in the room will only become more and more cruel as they go on. I strongly request that this experiment be stopped!"
However, the professor was unmoved and dismissed his request angrily, "Do you think we are just here to play house? Stop the experiment? Let me tell you, I have the final say when to stop!"
"Think about it," the professor put his head on the shoulder with a bewildered look, "as long as we can prove that there are really ghosts in the world, what an amazing achievement it will be!"
"I can directly win the Nobel Prize, and you, my buddy, will have exclusive access to the two thousand US dollar scientific research fund provided by the school as a reward!"
"Are you willing to just give up?"
After hearing what he said, he tilted his head and instantly felt like he was beaten to death. Just when he was about to open his mouth to express his loyalty, Lange's interruption suddenly came from the door.
"Wait, wait," Lange pushed open the door and entered, holding a skull head with trembling teeth in his hand, looking at the two people with a complicated expression.
He pointed at Professor Ou and asked: "In other words, you can win the Nobel, but you can only get a scientific research fund by tilting your head, and only two thousand yuan?"
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The atmosphere in the room instantly became a little awkward. The professor was shocked and asked, "How did you find this place? And what is that thing in your hand?!"
"The cellar door is open. It would be strange if you can't find it. As for this."
Lango glanced at the skull head in his hand, which was shaking its teeth in fear.
This guy was easily dealt with when he first entered the cellar. He was a skeleton that was not only slow but also had no special abilities.
Lango casually broke off all the bones of this thing except the head and crushed them. After seeing that only a little bit of system progress was provided.
I simply didn't bother to kill him anymore and planned to take the head home as a souvenir.
"It's just a little skeleton, no big deal."
He then came closer to the crooked head and ordered him: "Use your instrument to show me where the other ghosts in the villa are hiding."
"Huh? Oh!"
He tilted his head and looked at the skull in Lango's hand blankly, then immediately adjusted the instrument and reported the locations of all the remaining ghosts in the villa.
Lango nodded in thanks, and just as he was about to leave, his eyes were attracted by a pistol that looked like a toy gun on the table.
"This is a pistol I developed to deal with spiritual bodies. It will fire shaped energy bullets that can cause damage to spiritual bodies." He tilted his head and explained directly.
"Yeah, it sounds good."
Lango nodded, then pinned it on his waist, and at the same time threw the skull in his hand on the table.
"Take care of your head, or I'll break your legs!"
After saying that, Lange put on the finger tiger and rushed into the depths of the cellar according to the position just given by tilting his head.
Inside the room, he tilted his head and secretly glanced at Professor Ou standing next to him, and couldn't help but feel happy.
Fortunately, my leg was originally broken
It is worth mentioning that the cellar under the villa is very large.
Lange walked in circles for a long time but still couldn't find the grocery room where the ghost of his mistress was hidden.
The cellar was very dark at this time. He used his flashlight to carefully stick to the wall and explore carefully.
Soon after seeing a locked room at the end, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really worried that if he went too late, this guy would slip away early.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his palm.
This is the system giving him an early warning.
Lango's eyes showed vigilance, and he continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.
When he passed a corner, a dark shadow appeared behind him.
Immediately afterwards, a transparent plastic bag suddenly fell from the sky, like an airtight net, and instantly wrapped his head tightly!
As the plastic bag shrinks, a sense of suffocating crisis hits us!
"Hahaha~"
In the darkness, the clown doll I had seen in the corridor tightened the plastic bag in its hand and laughed maniacally.
It was as if he had expected that the man in front of him would suffocate to death soon.
However, in the next second, Lango easily pulled open the bag covering his face with his hands.
He turned to look at the confused clown speechlessly.
“Seriously???”
"Plastic bag? You want to kill me with this thing?"
He held up a plastic bag that could break when pulled, and laughed directly:
"You are the weakest murder doll I have ever seen!"
(End of chapter)