The photo was good, Gumou directly let the detective go to the shooting, and other things were difficult.He discussed with Wu Ling, Wu Ling reluctantly for his difficulties, said that no hair nails can be done.

I wonder how Wu Ling did it.Remember, in a carton of the Aoye Lingxian Office, I also found a doll, and the cat bones together, I don't know if it is that.

Gumu was also curious about this, but Wu Ling directly refused to visit Gumu.

"Don't get in the way of me."Wu Ling threw down a word and threw the door in front of the ancient unknown.

Gumou is angry.

I feel cold all over.

Wu Ling entered the house at the end of the corridor.

This is the first time Gumou entered the interior of the office, and it is also the first time that he entered the interior of the office 20 years ago.

Offices, lounges, kitchens, bathrooms, that’s unchanged.Then there is the corridor.

There were three rooms in the corridor, three doors, one door open, empty, no furniture, nothing, and two doors closed.At the end of the room door hung a painting, exactly the abstract painting I had seen, very large, occupied the position of the whole door, a rough look, almost ignored the door frame.

When Wu Ling opened the door and closed the door, he could not see the scene inside the door.Nor does it force, nor does it turn around.

I was still staring at the door.

Is this Wu Ling's room?So what happened to the maliciousness I felt, and the strange conversion of the door and painting?What was the situation when Wu Ling spelled the practice?Like the horrors and disaster movies, accidents have led to changes here.

“The Spirit doesn’t like to be seen.Summerworms can't talk about ice, and we outsiders don't get caught up in the eye there."Liu Miao patted Gumiao on the shoulder.He was ten years younger than Gumou, probably nearly twenty years old, but the posture of the two people did not contradict at all.

Gumou left his mouth, "Her eyes are not a summer bug can't talk about ice, but a lack of vertical and plot."

“Hahaha!Almost like that!”Liu Miao laughed unconcernedly.

Ye Qing did not follow the lively at the beginning, but read a book, there is no title on the cover, look at the big head, it is estimated what kind of monograph.

Nan Gongyao did not come to see the lively, but opened the closed door and went straight in.I quickly took a look.And unlike what I saw 20 years later, the room was not filled with cardboard boxes, but a circle of computers.

Using “circle” as a quantifier is not an appropriate description of my own choosing, but my subconscious choice.

Twenty years ago, there was no LCD screen.The long table in the room was arranged in an arc, with five computer screens, which looked funny.Replace with LCD screens, replace that high-tech feeling, it is easier to accept this arrangement.Sticking to the wall, it is a row of large servers, and the lights of red, green and yellow are flashing non-stop.

Nan Gongyao can invade the databases of those large companies, intrusion into the public transport system to get surveillance video, the strength needless to say, with such exaggerated hardware is just a little let me stagger, to accept.

Liu Miao and Gumou sat on the sofa and talked.Mainly Gumu is talking, boasting about his music career, talking about the occasional music director, voice-over director's work, this singer is big, the movie star is inarticulate, he casually broke the news.

About three hours later, Wu Ling opened the door and came out with a doll in his hand.

The doll is different from what I have seen.It is completely made of rope, round head, sticky body and limbs, I don't like such a doll, but Guo Yujie should shout "good."I saw a big pendant on her backpack, not a doll, but a dog.

“Just this?”He looked at the doll curiously.

Wu Ling nodded and placed the doll on the coffee table.

So put, the doll lay flat, face up, the original did not see the five senses exposed out.

Gu Mu stared at the baby face for half a day and commented: "It's very rough."

The baby face was a picture of the rapist that had been cut off and pressed to the round head.

I nodded my head and agreed with the old man’s point of view.

The doll also has no clothes and shoes, clean and slippery, like a matchmaker.The old-fashioned drama is a little man, at least there is a birth eight words, this African voodoo is so rough, can it?

I’m different from Gumou, I’ve heard about voodoo, but everything I know about voodoo comes from horror movies.The horror movie is not true or false.For example, the common horror film terrrel, the foreign famous Bloody Mary, there are real people in history, but in the horror film, some of the crews are exquisite, get some antique books as information, put a few medieval style illustrations, some are casual, even special effects are only 50 cents, do not ask the writer and prop group salary how high.The voodoo I saw in the horror movie was also varied, with a lot of blood.Bloody, the favorite of European and American horror movies, whether it is to release other people's blood, cut their own meat, or kill some cats, dogs and rabbits, the audience feels excited.

In any case, this doll has no sense of horror at all.Put it in the movie, properly scolded.

I looked at Wu Ling.

Wu Ling's face I could not see, but she could see that she had been sitting in a straight position with her pen, and did not open her mouth, and it was estimated that she was not angry.

“How to use it?”Liu Miao asked, “Can you touch it?”

"You can't."Wu Ling spoke and said to Gumou, "Come."

“Ah?”The ancient unknown is not known.

"Think about your hatred for the rapist, grab this voodoo doll."Wu Ling lifted his chin to Liu Miao and said, "Give him your knife."

Liu Miao touched in his pocket, pulled out a butterfly knife, very handsomely moved a finger, the knife issued a "kick", "kick" sound, etc. Liu Miao handed the knife to the ancient unknown, the knife has been opened, the knife is against the ancient unknown.

Gumu's mouth twitched, "It seems to be a bargain?"This doll is strong.”

I couldn't see the material of the doll, but the rope went round and round, and it was really strong.

"Don't worry, as long as you're in a strong mood, it's easy to kill him."Wu Ling said a terrible word lightly.

“It’s too much to kill, isn’t it?”Gumou hesitated, and the action was not very skillful with a knife under the cronch of the doll, "I don't have such a strong emotion."You should come to Lily’s family.This . . .

“Just come.How strong your emotions are, how bad things will happen to him.If you want him to meet something, he'll meet something."Wu Ling’s voice became ethereal and ethereal, “Do what you want in your heart, and you will get the results you want.”No faith, no skill, no strength, just look at your emotions, look at your obsession.Man is a terrible creature.You can do it.”

Gumou's sight was nailed to the doll, the focus was incomparable, the butterfly knife in his hand suddenly stabbed, like cutting tofu, piercing the doll, and the coffee table made a crisp collision sound.The old man’s hand shook and loosened.The butterfly knife was inserted in the middle of the doll's body, and the ropes were precisely joined together and integrated.

I suddenly shook and felt the strangeness in the air.

And from the parts of the butterfly knife and those ropes, the red liquid oozes out.Gradually, the doll had a red liquid seeping out all over her body, dyed the picture red.