Chapter 1412: Strategy for the Past Actor

When the three of them walked to the stairs, they suddenly heard another scream. They paused and nervously grabbed Duan Mu's clothes, "What happened?"

"Maybe I saw a mouse." Duan Mu said calmly, and the cry was a woman's voice. You could hear the serious fear in it. Maybe he saw a mouse, cockroach or something.

However, it is impossible for such a thing to appear in this five-star hotel. Even if he is not smart, he can still feel the carelessness in Duan Mu's words.

Duan Mu is this kind of person. Apart from what he cares about, he will not change his expression towards the things around him, even if the sky is about to fall.

At this time, Duan Gao frowned, "Why do I think there are still people shouting murder?"

Feng Guang immediately felt more gloomy. She shrank into Duan Mu's arms and did not dare to speak. To be honest, since she saw the body in this hotel last time, she always felt that this place was unclean.

Out of a sense of justice, Duan Gao turned around and walked in the direction of the sound, "We can't just leave it alone. If someone is really in danger, we have to go up and help."

Although this uncle seems to be very introverted and not good at communicating, he didn't expect to have such a brave heart. Feng Guang tugged on Duan Mu's tie and said, "Let's follow him quickly. What if something happens to your dad?"

Duan Mu had no choice but to hug her and follow her. He was quite strong, and he didn't feel tired after holding her for so long. The scenery was not heavy to begin with, but being held in his arms made her look even more petite and exquisite. Duan Mu lowered his head. Looking at her, it became more and more pleasing to the eye.

He suddenly understood why some girls liked walking around holding dolls so much.

After turning the corner, at the end of the corridor, a woman dressed as a waiter was sitting on the ground in fear. Duan Gao hurried over and asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"Dead, dead, dead people..." The waiter pointed to the room with the door open, her face pale, the dinner plate she pushed also fell to the floor, and the knife and fork fell on the floor.

Duan Mu's footsteps paused. Instead of moving forward with Fengguang in his arms, he turned around to prevent Fengguang from seeing the room at the end, but Fengguang could already smell the same bloody smell as yesterday.

Suddenly, her face turned pale, "Duan Mu..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Duan Mu whispered, without the slightest interest in seeing what was happening behind him.

Duan Gao was different. Maybe he had written too many suspense novels, but he was sensitive to this matter after all. He walked to the door and saw a dead woman. There was no doubt that she died in the same way as the woman who died yesterday.

Even if he has written many suspense novels, it does not mean that he can accept the scene before him so easily. After a long time, Duan Gao subconsciously rummaged through his pockets, but unexpectedly found the cell phone he thought he had dropped. He hurriedly called the police. , and walked over to comfort the frightened waiter.

Then, it was just a matter of waiting for the police to arrive.

Fengguang was quiet for a while and said softly: "Duan Mu, please let me down first."

"I'm not tired yet."

"You will get tired after standing for a long time." She raised her head, "I'm not really as light as a feather. Don't worry, my feet don't hurt as much as you think. I can stand."

"Scenery..."

"There will be more people coming then, do you want me to be laughed at by others?"

Duan Mu sighed and could only put her down, but he hugged her waist tightly, "If you can't stand anymore, just tell me."

"Yeah." She nodded obediently.