Chapter 1112: Psychological shock

Mu Zi and Murong Cheng left the hospital together.
Along the way, her chest was suffocated, and her sad mood was thick and heavy, like a rock, weighing heavily on her heart.
After returning home, not long after entering the door, Murong Cheng's cell phone rang.
I don't know what the phone said, Murong Cheng's expression is a bit strange, he raised his eyes to look at Mu Zi, and said faintly: "Okay, we will pay attention."
Then hung up.
Mu Zi felt something was wrong and asked him, "Who is calling?"
"Prosecutor." Murong Cheng paused, then continued, "Not long after we left, your classmate suddenly failed in breathing and died of ineffective rescue."
Mu Zi's eyes widened suddenly, in disbelief: "He was fine just now!"
"Zizi, he has always been in danger and hasn't been well..." Murong Cheng gently hugged her, "He lost too much blood, and many organs have dysfunction. The doctor has tried his best."
Mu Zi pressed her lips tightly, her nose was sore, and her throat was uncomfortably blocked.
She never knew that the death of a person would make her so sad.
Zhai Nan is dead.
Half an hour ago, he even spoke to her.
Half an hour later, she was informed of his death.
It's cruel...
Zhai Nan's parents hadn't even had time to rush over from other places.
Mu Zi closed his eyes and buried him silently in Murong Cheng's arms.
Murong Cheng stroked her back and said in a low voice: "The police, the alibi found out the problem. It was late at night when Zhai Nan was killed. Those women were sleeping in their rooms, or someone sneaked out, or The prisoner is not among those people at all. The prosecutor called just now to make us be more careful. The prisoner is likely to commit crimes again in the near future, perhaps against you..."
The killer kept sending black roses, and the purpose was self-evident.
From beginning to end, the killer wanted to kill Mu Zi, but now, Mu Zi stayed in Zhai Nan's ward for a long time, and the killer had even more reason to start.
"Try it and you will know." Mu Zi still closed her eyes, her voice was so calm that there was no ups and downs, "As long as I move over and live with them, if the murderer is really in them, he will definitely attack me. ."
Murong Cheng's breathing was stagnant, and his eyes sank, "Do you think I will agree?"
"Of course it's not really living together." Mu Zi raised his head and looked at Murong Cheng seriously, "I don't risk taking children. I know that there is a kind of room in the hotel that is connected in the middle. We can release smoke bombs. Let the killer mistakenly think that I live in room 101, and set a trap in room 101. When the killer enters, in fact, I have already been transferred to room 102 through the invisible door. There is no danger."
Murong Cheng frowned. He knew that this kind of room was the taste of the hotel. Some of the designs were very clever. The door connecting the two rooms was designed as a mirror. From the outside, it could not be seen as a door. The concealment was quite good.
But he still didn't worry about Mu Zi's risk.
He felt that Mu Zi was agitated for a while, because the death of her classmate caused her psychological shock.
People are often like this. If you are not in front of your eyes, you will not feel too deeply when you hear the death, but if you have met and spoke before the person is about to die, the feeling will be very different.
At this time, Mu Zi said again: "There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. We can never feel at ease unless this person is found. I will bring a gun. If you feel that it is still not safe enough, you can set up more traps in the room. , Arranging a few people to lie in ambush in the room!"
Anxiousness appeared in the voice.
Murong Cheng knew that Mu Zi was going to be real.
He refused directly, fearing that she would not be able to pass this hurdle in her heart, so she was really allowed to go, but it was Murong Cheng's turn to panic.
He pondered for a moment and said: "If you insist on going, I will arrange the room."