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Chapter 80 Late Night Hot Pot Restaurant (15)

"Formalin..." Chu Nai covered her mouth in horror, "Isn't that what you use to soak people to death?"

"What's in the jar?"

Ji Zhixia took a look and handed it to Huo Ran: "You can see for yourself."

Huo Ran took the jar and felt that the weight was wrong. He put it on the ground and looked inside.

Floating in the formalin was a swollen human head.

After Zhao Bi took one look, he didn't dare to look again. He clasped his hands and muttered silently: "No offense intended..."

"Open those too and take a look."

After all five jars were opened, only one contained ashes, while the others contained body parts soaked in formalin.

"Who asked someone to give points..."

Huo Ran said nothing.

They now have two camps, opposing each other.

His own mission is to investigate the cause of Liao Junxiong's disappearance, find the murderer, and bring him to justice, while the opposite camp does the opposite.

Prevent anyone from investigating the cause of Liao Junxiong's disappearance, shield and protect the murderer, and allow the murderer to escape smoothly.

How many of the people in this circle are in the same camp as myself, and how many are in the opposite camp?
Huo Ran suddenly woke up.

If her parents are also from the opposite camp, then if she completes the mission, her parents will fail the mission, and there is no way to have both.

She could only pray that her parents would be like her.

Zhang Xuewei looked sideways at her: "What are you thinking about?"

Huo Ran gathered his thoughts.

"It's nothing. Now that we've found the clue, let's go back and take all these jars back."

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Everyone returned to the stone monument at the entrance of the Seventh Cemetery.

Hanako and Xiaoqin were standing here, and the two ghosts were having a great time playing with the jumping grids drawn on the ground.

The ghosts not far away were lingering there and still hadn't left.

"Hold the jar tightly and don't break it."

If the jar breaks, the contents soaked in formalin must be taken back with your hands.

"You two are walking in the middle, we will protect you." Ji Zhixia has an awakened ability with very good combat effectiveness. "Be sure to hug him tightly, otherwise I will kick whoever has the jar in his hand into a pile of ghosts."

Zhao Bixian and Chu Nai's hands started to shake.

Not to mention the terrible jar they were holding and what was in it.

Each jar must have weighed ten kilograms and was very slippery. They were already very tired carrying the big jars weighing more than ten kilograms, but Ji Zhixia was still trying to scare people.

Ji Zhixia saw the two men's hands shaking and laughed: "You are such a coward, even if you survive this dungeon, you will always die next time."

"Besides," he changed the topic, "there are only five places in this dungeon. It seems that you won't survive the next time. It's all in vain."

Zhao Bixian swallowed his saliva, fearful and fearful in his heart.

But even more so is the sadness of approaching death.

He had to admit that Ji Zhixia was right.

He is almost sixty years old. He was lucky enough to survive the last dungeon, but that doesn't mean he will be that lucky in this dungeon.

In terms of strength, the girl with the knife and these people with ghost hands are at the front. They have to live if they want to live. He is a dragster whose awakening ability is healing. He has no fighting ability at all. He can't even kill a kid. .

The more he thought about it, the more miserable he became, tears streaming down his cheeks and dripping onto the jar.

Chuna also started crying.

Her biggest secret was exposed, and it was not easy to go out.

How would they view themselves?

But she was reluctant to die.

Her family is very rich, with more than a dozen properties, and she spends money every day like pieces of paper without blinking an eye.

She couldn't bear to part with the money.

The two cried and walked forward holding the jar tightly.

Huo Ran took the time to glance at the two of them, looking surprised.

Are there any rules on this jar?

Why did the two of them start crying while holding the jar? A few people in the outer circle slashed violently, while the two in the inner circle cried.

It's really unique.

Several people escorted the few people holding jars in the middle back to the hot pot restaurant.

In order to protect the people in the middle, several people in the outer circle had wounds of varying degrees, and a large piece of flesh was bitten off Huo Ran's arm.

But the ghost who bit her didn't get any benefits, so Huo Ran cut off its head and chopped it into half.

Huo Ran covered his arms and looked around the hotpot restaurant.

…Where have all the people gone?

She walked quickly and walked to table No. 6.

Her whip was left on the table and her parents were missing.

Huo Ran stretched out his hand to take back the whip, his mind in confusion.

She said not to leave table 6. Her parents would definitely not leave on their own initiative.

Then I have to leave.

Huo Ran looked at He Qingqing's table. There was a broken horn under the table.

Huo Ran picked it up and found a bloody tooth next to the horn.

The horns were bitten off.

This tooth belongs to He Qingqing?
"What about the four people?"

Ji Zhixia looked around and found nothing.

"You weren't taken away by the waiter, were you?"

Huo Ran looked at the kitchen. The bone-cutting knife in her hand was still stained with black blood. She used the knife to lift the door curtain and kicked the kitchen door open.

There was no light in the kitchen, so Huo Ran touched the switch on the wall, and the kitchen suddenly became brighter.

The entire kitchen can be called a slaughterhouse.

Countless bloody skeletons hanging upside down on hooks were dripping with blood.

There was a lot of yellow fat and minced meat on the long cutting board.

Rivers of blood flowed everywhere.

After Chu Nai took one look, he immediately felt nauseated and vomited.

"This is simply——" Qiao Ke turned pale with fright and was speechless.

The Guishou people looked at the tragic scene in front of them, but they didn't have any special reaction, they just covered their noses.

After all, the smell here is really strong.

The fishy stench was mixed with the dizzying smell of lemon dish soap.

Ji Zhixia said coldly: "These beasts still know how to use dishwashing liquid to clean the dishes."

Huo Ran's palms were already cold and sweaty.

Her heart was beating fast, and the smell here kept entering her nose. She was at a loss and her stomach was churning.

She didn't dare to think about the worst outcome.

"Let's go out first. There's nothing here except..." Ji Zhixia glanced at Huo Ran.

Huo Ran tried hard to stay calm and rational, but her head was buzzing, making her unable to calm down and think.

She made a big mistake.

She shouldn't leave her parents in a hot pot restaurant.

Even though it may be more dangerous outside, if they are by their side, their parents may not be missing at this time.

She licked her dry lips and stepped out of the kitchen door.

She gave the whip to her father, why didn't he use it?

They must have been forced to leave here. Who would ask them to leave the temporary safety of the first floor and go somewhere else?

Or was it really the waiters who took them away?

Huo Ran's mind was in a mess.

She lowered her head and looked at the broken horn in her hand.

This should be Luo Tao's horn. He Qingqing bit off his horn regardless of risk.

What clues was He Qingqing conveying to her?
　Happy Lantern Festival!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)