Chapter 659 The Old Road (Seventeen)

"You go down."

Fran, who held the car door, looked at Lei, his tone more decisive than ever.

"What's the meaning?"

Lei was not that easy to talk to, so he immediately asked back with a cold face.

"This is Cartman's car. I don't know what the secret is between you two, but I won't give up on Jessica so easily."

"Now, I'm going to drive his car back up the mountain...You either come with me or you get out."

…

Unexpectedly, Fran was so bold all of a sudden. Lei, who was in the center of the gaze, thought for a moment, finally got out of the car and walked aside.

"Suit yourself."

It was obvious that he absolutely did not want to go back.

"can you drive?"

Fran, who successfully seized the vehicle, turned to look at Fu Qian while pressing the door.

"You can't drive?"

Fu Qian was surprised when he heard this.

"Won't."

No, you are pretending to be the same!

Looking at this courageous girl, Fu Qian shook his head for a while.

"Can you please send me up? I want to find Jessica one last time, otherwise I will never give up."

Fran looked pleading.

"I know this series of things is a bit scary, but it doesn't matter. You don't need to go in later, just wait for me outside."

"No matter what the outcome is, we will return before dark."

That sounds reasonable.

Fu Qian glanced at Lei next to him, who had an expression on his face that was looking forward to a good show.

"good."

"Thanks!"

Fran agreed before paying, and Fran breathed a sigh of relief.

Obviously, making this decision was not easy for her.

You're welcome, because even if you don't go, I will go again.

Fu Qian secretly thought in his heart.

This is the truth. In Fu Qian's intuition, even if the "mysterious killer" is really his target Lasik, he doesn't think that he will fall into the trap.

There was little point in staring at Ray.

At present, it seems that many things are vaguely related to the ancestral house on the mountain. Even if it is not to find someone, it is still worth exploring.

However, Fu Qian was still a little surprised that Fran could take the initiative to come back.

I can only say that at the critical moment, this girl is much more courageous than others.

It could be seen that Jones was a little surprised, but there was no doubt that it was not a bad thing for him that someone was willing to help with the search when he had no clue at the moment, so he did not express any opinion in the end.

…

The road up and down the mountain had been traveled more than once, so it didn't take long for the two of them to reappear in the ancient mansion.

This decaying behemoth is prostrate on the top of the mountain. Looking at it at this moment, it can be said to be quite oppressive.

"Please wait for me outside for a while."

Fran looked very nervous, but finally gritted his teeth and said.

"If it gets dark and I haven't come out yet... you can go back first and call the police for me..."

The tone of this explanation is like an afterthought!

I commented silently before paying, but without any intention of ridiculing, I opened the door and got out of the car.

"Let's go in together."

"Really? That's great!"

Fran's eyes suddenly lit up.

After these two days, there was no doubt that Fu Qian gave her a very reliable feeling.

"Jessica——"

The scene in the building was still the same as when the four people left, and almost as soon as they walked in, Fran tried to shout.

At this moment, he no longer cared about disturbing anything.

It's a pity that even though she chose such an unrestrained way to find someone, she still didn't get any response after calling continuously.

Even after reaching the last area through the corridor on the other side, after searching up and down, I still found nothing except more decay and dilapidation.

"It seems Jessica is really not here."

After going round and round and returning to the starting point, Fran looked at the corridor he had cleaned, feeling helpless to accept the reality.

"Shall we go back?"

However, her suggestion this time received no response.

The next moment she looked up in confusion and found Fu Qian moving a picture frame on the wall expressionlessly.

"What's wrong?"

Fran couldn't help but ask.

"The painting is good. I'm going to take it apart and take it back."

Nice painting?

Fran was speechless for a moment as he looked at the content that was so rotten that he could not distinguish it at all.

But the next moment, the scene after the frame was taken off shocked her.

"this is my name?"

There was clearly something carved on the wall under the picture frame, and after distinguishing the content, she felt that her cognition was challenged.

Why is there your name below?

"It seems so, and the marks look very new."

I was thoughtful before paying.

"I took a look around just now and found that this painting seems to have been touched. Could it be that you made the mark?"

"How is that possible! Even if you want to distinguish the rooms, they won't be written specifically on the back of the picture frame. Moreover, the rooms are all chosen individually, so you can't even remember where you live."

"The most important thing...no one lives in this room, I have to go to another room..."

Fran pointed to the left.

"Wait a moment."

The next moment she seemed to realize something.

"Could this be left by the mysterious killer? He has been eyeing us for a long time, and even marked the room to facilitate movement, but this mark is wrong."

By the end of the conversation, Fran was feeling cold all over.

Have you been targeting it for a long time?

Listening to Fran's words, Fu Qian was thoughtful, recalling what happened from yesterday to now.

And from yesterday to now, various strange events seem to prove that there is indeed a mysterious killer behind the scenes.

It's just that this killer is ridiculously strong, as if he has a God's perspective. He is very familiar with all places and can always cleverly avoid others, especially himself.

They have even marked the team for this vacation long ago.

Isn’t it a bit too superhuman?

"follow me."

The next moment Fu Qian shouted, and without waiting for Fran to respond, he walked directly to the side.

"What's wrong? Is there anything down there?"

Realizing that the direction Fu Qian went to was the basement, Fran was shocked and followed him without any doubt, and finally came to the room where the Iron Maiden was stored.

However, the room was not large in size and could be clearly seen at a glance, and no one could be seen.

Fu Qian, who came in first, was standing in front of the opened iron maiden, thoughtfully.

"what happened?"

Fran couldn't help but stepped forward and looked inside while asking.

Unexpectedly, a huge force grabbed her neck.

The next moment, the ferocious spikes continued to enlarge in front of her eyes, and she was involuntarily pushed into the horrific torture device.

She tried her best to dodge while screaming, so that her face was not pierced by the spikes.

At this moment, there was a heavy sound of metal friction, and darkness fell in front of him.

Fran's body didn't dare to move for a moment.

"you--"

As soon as he opened his mouth and tried to speak, he was interrupted, and an emotionless voice came from outside.

"Sorry, after the jury unanimously decided, you were sentenced to death!"