Chapter 17: Escape from the Ghost Ship (4)

Luo Jian is not sure whether his analysis is correct. He has no exact evidence to prove that the last murderer was a woman. Of course, in fact, he does not need to verify. Luo Jian is not a policeman. He can't control so much. As long as he can understand the killer, Thinking mode, and further deduced that the killer's behavior is enough to be reborn for a lifetime.
"But where is that woman hiding?" Feng Yulan tried hard to substitute himself into the role, but in the end he found that this was futile. There was a huge difference between male thinking and female thinking. Feng Yulan felt that he was not very intelligent. My head is not enough.
"I don't need to think about where the woman is hiding. Isn't this note clearly pointed out?" Luo Jian turned out the note found on the observation deck, and flipped the back to show Feng Yulan the sentence:
[The sailor was the last to die. He stood on a high lookout and stared at the murderer's back. 】
"This ... I really don't understand." Feng Yulan grabbed her disheveled hair: "What you see on the observation deck is the sea and the entire deck of the ship. The body on the deck is basically Did you see any killers? "
"No, the killer is on the deck!" Luo Jian confirmed, "She's under the deck!"
"Under the deck?"
"You may not know that there are individual ships, there are hidden doors on the deck, and the mezzanine space that can be accessed by pulling the board apart. Most people can't think of this, but my grandfather had been a seaman in the past and knew this. Explained.
"It's the same as those ancient royal families built mausoleums, and the buried artisans secretly opened a secret passage to escape. It is said that during a very cruel period of the sailing era, the pirates forced the shipbuilder to hang him on the mast. Many boatmen set up secret doors in some places on the ship to save their food or hide themselves. "
"There will also be secret doors on this ship?"
"I don't know, we just need to go back to the deck and look." Luo Jian glanced at the door of the captain's room.
"But there is that ..." Feng Yulan remembered the strange man on the deck. Although it was just a face-to-face meeting, Feng Yulan could clearly see the red eyes in the dark of the other side, and the red was like blood. It is obviously not a human pupil.
Luo Jian remembered that the hunter was also playing drums in his heart. He didn't understand why he was so unlucky. He could meet this hunter twice, and so on ... the hunter?
Suddenly Luo Jian couldn't help but reached out and touched the circular tattoo on his neck. The snake bit his tail and the snake swallowed. As everyone knows, when the snake chases its tail and bites, it will coil into a circle. Some ancient historical documents have recorded that snake biting stands for reincarnation. There is no beginning, no end, and endless reincarnation.
It seems that this tattoo just represents the moral of this secret room of the god. I am afraid it is also the moral of the hunter. The endless hunting and killing, does that mean? Luo Jian was dripping with cold sweat on his own tattoo. If his conjecture is correct, then this tattoo was left by the hunter. In the first trial, he was deliberately let him escape the day of birth, and then on the next The secret room teased himself with this ignorant prey.
Luo Jian thought about his face pale, Feng Yulan looked panicky, reached out and grabbed Luo Jian, soothed: "Ajian, what's wrong with you? Does the wound hurt again?"
Luo Jian didn't say anything, he looked up at Feng Yulan anxiously. If Luo Jian was marked by a hunter, would Alan, who somehow teamed up with him, be implicated, would it be possible ... to die?
dead?
Like the corpses in the box, they rot to the bones, and can no longer see the beautiful image before birth. They are forgotten by everyone in the dark corners, completely disappeared from this world, and eliminated from Luo Jian's life.
Luo Jian reached out and touched Alan's face. Feng Yulan's face was fat and slippery, and she was clearly caught off guard by Luo Jian's sudden movements. His face turned red. If I do, I will not refuse! "
Luo Jian's face turned dark, and immediately raised his hand and gave Feng Yulan a big shudder.
"Woohoo ... it hurts ..." Feng Yulan covered her head with her paws again, muttering dissatisfied: "What's wrong, hit me again!"
"A Lan!" Luo Jian suddenly became serious, forcing Feng Yu Lan to follow her seriously, raising her head and observing Luo Jian like a baby.
"In this closet, I can't guarantee your safety." Luo Jian clenched Feng Yulan's hand and spit out the words clearly: "So ... you must learn to use all means to ensure your survival! Even if it is abandon me."
Probably Luo Jian never spoke to Feng Yulan in such a heavy and serious tone. Feng Yulan stopped for a while, and could only look at Luo Jian stupidly for a long time, then suddenly shook his head suddenly and roared angrily. : "What's your joke, tell me to give up on you? Luo Jian, did you get water in your head or were you filled with lard ?! Did your IQ feed the dogs?"
Feng Yulan's roar was quite imposing and frightened Luo Jian, who had to yell: "I just don't want you to die ..."
"But I don't want you to die!" Feng Yulan whispered higher than Luo Jian, who was suddenly overwhelmed by him and had to lower his head in aggrief.
Feng Yulan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He brewed his own language and said to Luo Jian with a deep voice: "I know I'm not as smart as you. In fact, what I am most afraid of is that you think I am holding back. I I'm afraid you feel I have to take care of my brother's face covering me. If that's the case, I think it would be better for you to abandon me. "
"I won't ..." Luo Jian immediately raised his head to refute the words, but was quickly interrupted by Feng Yulan.
"I know! I don't know much about this secret room. I can only give you limited help. I am nothing like you ..."
"Alan, you are very good, much better than me, you don't need to think so! Your English is much better than me, without you I can't find these clues!"
Feng Yulan suddenly grabbed Luo Jian's hand, forcing him and himself to pose in the form of a match-wrench wrist, like some martial arts warrior, with a somewhat arrogant smile, and said, "Let's make an oath! "
"What oath?"
"Oath, never betray each other!"
For some people, verbal vows are never true oaths. They swore and forgot them after swearing. Violating the agreement is like a routine meal, and the vows you make are like white clouds drifting in the sky-Yueshu more.
In fact, many people have this problem. You can't say that you are perfect, and you can never violate any vow or agreement you made. But some of the vows that you value, which you think are more important than yourself, the solemn agreement you have made with others is deeply and deeply embedded in your bone marrow. You cannot forget it, and you cannot naturally violate it.
Like Luo Jian and Feng Yulan at this time.
The rain on the sea stopped, but there was a thick fog, and the hull swayed slightly in the waves. After a long stay, the dizziness and nausea doubled. When Luo Jian and Feng Yulan came out of the captain's room to the deck, It was found that the hunters on the deck were missing and did not know where they had gone, but the other party was not at least reassuring at least two people.
"Look for a hidden door, usually in an inconspicuous place, in the corner." Luo Jian and Feng Yulan assigned the task to start searching for each board on the deck. This task is undoubtedly arduous, the whole ghost ship It ’s not big to be big, it ’s not small to be small, dark and foggy, and the visibility is extremely low, especially when there is a monster plus a hunter looking at it, it ’s very risky to find it separately, but not separate, spend But it ’s longer.
However, Luo Jian finally decided not to separate from Feng Yulan. After all, there was only one oil lamp, and Luo Jian could not see the shadow of Feng Yulan. Luo Jian would feel uneasy, so they started looking at the bow, groped to the stern, and finally at the stern. The dark door was felt in the corner of the door, and the board was opened as soon as I pulled it hard.
There are stairs and dark roads inside the door. There are black holes. Luo Jian and Feng Yu Languang feel hairy when they look at each other. Both of them stared at each other for a long time. Finally, Luo Jian swallowed and dared to take the lead to take the first step to go. Holding a knife and holding a knife, the blade scraped a long mark on the wall, making a slight frictional sound, which seemed particularly harsh in the quiet and narrow stairway.
"Why make a voice?" Feng Yulan followed behind him, puzzled.
"We are not dark creatures. Darkness and silence are not advantages for us, but disadvantages. Remind the enemy of our arrival and prepare for the battle at any time."
The dark stairs were not long. Soon they reached a long aisle. The front was still dark, but Luo Jian was glad that the dark path seemed to be straight and there was no fork, so there was no more escape and attack. Changeable.
The passageway came to an end. At the end was the door of a room. The door was unlocked, and a gap was opened. The inside was dark. It seemed that no one had touched the door for a long time, it was covered with moss, and it felt greasy and cold, and it felt as if it had touched the skin of a giant snake. Make Luo Jian goosebumps from the fingers.
But he finally pushed open the door with his head scratched.
The room in the door was small, smaller than the first closed room that Luo Jian experienced, and smaller than the closed small room. The room was empty, with a rope hanging in the middle, a corpse hanging from the rope, a picture of the oil light, it was really shocking at first glance, and Luo Jian and Feng Yulan were all shocked.
The corpse swayed gently with the sway of the hull, wearing a long gray dress with a gray, waterfall-like length and denseness, and a natural roll of millet hair scattered on the shoulders. It was indeed a woman no doubt Already.
"Really a woman?" Feng Yulan saw that the corpse was still hanging, and seemed to feel that there was no danger. She took a closer look, and the female corpse was almost rotten, with only white bones and disheveled hair on her head. Luo Jian did not dare to relax his vigilance and pulled Feng Yulan, who was curious, to his side and said;
"Don't rush into a conclusion, maybe this thing will die and come back to life, you know she may be the last murderer."
"But such a body, how can we know from her where the door is?"
"Look for a note." 2k novel reading network