Chapter 972 Saying that You Believe in Science, but Backhand Abuse and Accept the Puppet!

Seeing these people, Qin Mo frowned slightly and pretended to be unhappy: "Why are you here?"

Liu Shao stood in front of the crowd with a smile on his face: "Many people are powerful, if there is anything, there is a helper."

Qin Mo glanced at these rich sons, touched the hair of Snowball in his arms, and exhorted: "When you see something weird and can't be explained by science, don't be scared and don't make a loud noise."

"I see."

"We'll never get into trouble."

"Yes, we all know what happened."

Under the guarantee of everyone, Qin Mo took them step by step to the gloomy hospital.

In the hospital hall, Qin Ruan watched as the messenger took away one soul after another.

The clothes on these thin children are mostly naked and barefoot, and they obey the orders of the emissary in a neat and orderly manner.

Before they left, they all looked back. The black and white eyes were absorbed by Qin Ruan because of the evil spirit, and they regained the agility that children should have.

Qin Ruan's red lips curved into a gentle arc, and she waved to them.

The children had bright smiles on their faces, and their eyes were clear and innocent, maintaining the innocence they deserved.

The little girl who had lost her limbs before waved her hands to Qin Ruan, but she still couldn't speak.

Qin Ruan understood what she was going to say, and said softly, "Go, you are free."

The ghosts and the little undead disappeared into the darkness, and the temperature in the hall rose, no longer cold and frightening.

Ming Zhenghao, A Feng, and Meng Jie held up the lights, and when they saw Qin Ruan's figure appear in front of them, they all showed expressions of the rest of their lives.

Ming Zhenghao asked Qin Ruan cautiously, "Should we leave here first?"

It wasn't that they didn't want to leave. They always felt that there were monsters and ghosts staring at them. Without Qin Ruan, they couldn't even get out of the gate.

Qin Ruan was about to nod his head, as if he felt something, his face sank, and he turned to look in the direction of the door.

She noticed that someone was approaching, and there were many people listening to footsteps.

Qin Ruan said to the three: "Go!" The first to go out.

Qin Mo's group, who had already reached the door of the hospital, slammed the dilapidated door and looked inside with their heads tilted.

The yard in front of them was full of messes and weeds, and some outdated machinery came into their eyes, looking desolate and dilapidated.

The light in Rong Jing's hand swept towards the door, and said solemnly, "There is blood on this, but it's still fresh."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was boiling, and they all came over to watch the fun.

"Where? Where?"

"It looks desolate here, and it's the best place for murders to happen easily."

"You know very well, it seems that you have a lot of experience."

"Fuck you, this is called logical thinking!"

They were big-hearted and didn't think much about seeing the bloody handprint, and the topic quickly shifted to other topics.

Qin Mo and Liu Shao walked to Rong Jing's side, the light of the mobile phone shone on the door, and looked at the small bloody handprint on it, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

The handprint blood on the door was probably too thick, running slowly down the blackened wooden door.

Qin Mo had a relaxed mind, but when he saw the existence of the bloody handprint, he couldn't help but raise his whole heart.

His expression was solemn, and his eyebrows showed concern for Qin Ruan.

"Grass! There's a shadow there!"

Suddenly, exclamations broke out from the crowd.

Someone asked excitedly: "Where is it?"

"On the right, look to the right, there is a figure there!"

"Really, what is that?!"

Seeing the existence of the shadow clearly, the excited voices of everyone gradually became panic.

Qin Mo looked back, and at the right in front of them, there was a shadow slowly approaching them.

The mobile phone's light couldn't illuminate the opponent's position at all, and only a blurred shadow of a person could be seen in the distance.

Suddenly, there was a bang bang, as if something fell to the ground.

The voice suddenly sounded, and it was especially scary in this already scary and eerie place.

"Mom! Scared me to death!"

"want to go back home."

"I want to go too, what is that?"

Everyone was scared to hear the voices, but no one took the initiative to leave, and their eyes stared straight at the shadow.

Qin Mo lowered his head and touched the snowball lying on his arm, lowered his head and asked in its ear, "What is that?"

"Meow—" Snowball stretched out his front paws and yawned.

The voice didn't sound too lazy, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

Qin Mo heard its cry, raised his eyebrows slightly, and instantly understood.

If it was really a puppet, Snowball would have been fried long ago, how could he be so lazy.

He looked straight ahead, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quietly watched the other party approach.

Someone exclaimed: "It's bright! It's bright!"

As the shadow approached, three white dots suddenly lit up behind the opponent.

Liu Shao has sharp eyes, guessing that it is the same mobile phone light as them, and said with regret: "It doesn't look like a puppet."

Someone asked: "Is it really a puppet?"

The people around him echoed: "If it is really a puppet, shouldn't it be teleported to us."

"This night is too scary."

"Who said no, why don't we go back to the car first?"

The timid ones really backed off this time.

It's not just them who are equally afraid, but also Ming Zhenghao, A Feng, and Meng Jie on the opposite side.

The three of them saw more than a dozen lights on the opposite side. If it was normal, they would definitely be able to distinguish it immediately.

Seeing Puppet many times tonight, their nerves have already weakened, and they subconsciously thought that they had met Puppet again.

The three big men hid behind Qin Ruan, and Ming Zhenghao asked in panic, "Is there another puppet ahead?"

Meng Jie was about to cry: "There are so many puppets in this hospital."

Ah Feng hugged the shattered camera, his lips tightly closed.

Every time he took a step, his legs were bent, and he was trembling when he walked.

Qin Ruan continued to walk forward without turning his head, and said in a light tone, "It's not a puppet, it's a person."

Hearing that she said it was a human being and not a puppet, the neurotic Ming Zhenghao breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately realized that Qin Ruan had admitted that he had a puppet.

He stepped forward and walked alongside Qin Ruan, and said in a low voice, "You said before that you should believe in science."

Qin Ruan's voice was still very light: "Is there?"

Ming Zhenghao nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Qin Ruan hummed: "We live in the sun, we must believe in science."

Ming Zhenghao's lips twitched: "If you didn't abuse the puppet with your bare hands and accept the puppet, I might really believe you."

Qin Ruan stopped, her dark eyes became more and more gloomy in the dark night. She stared at Ming Zhenghao and asked in a cold voice, "If you tell others that you have a puppet, who will believe you?"

Ah Feng said weakly, "I believe it!"

Meng Jie held up his wet trousers and cried, "I believe it too!"

Qin Ruan's red lips curled into a sinister arc, and she extended her hand to the three of them: "Then you go and tell those people on the opposite side, you saw the puppet just now, ask them whether they believe it or not."

The four of them stopped in place, but they made Liu Shao's sons and buddies wait until they were heartbroken.

However, Qin Mo stopped them and did not let them approach.

Qin Mei's idea is very simple, afraid that the shadow in front is not Qin Ruan, and the team members who started the live broadcast.

Furthermore, he also felt inexplicably that the yin qi in this hospital was very heavy, and the people who followed were a group of young masters.

Qin Ruan looked at Ming Zhenghao and the three of them speechless, and continued to walk forward. As she approached, she vaguely saw the face of her second brother.

She called tentatively, "Second brother?"

Hearing Qin Ruan's voice, Qin Mo showed a smile on his face: "Little sister, it really is you!"

Holding the snowball in his arms, he walked towards the desolate courtyard.

Qin Ruan stopped him sharply: "Don't come here!"