Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

"So, what is that nursery rhyme?"

In the hotel.

Du Wei asked the question he most wanted to know. He felt that this nursery rhyme might be related to evil spirits.

Of course, the premise is that the evil spirit is another dead Mary Shaw.

And Mrs. Mary Shaw, who was leaning forward and lying on the counter, said, “I’m not an old woman who specializes in ghost stories. If you want to know more, I suggest you pay for the room first. It seems that you are more sincere."

The tone of a sycophant slightly dilutes the sense of depression brought by her words.

Although in fact, Du Wei didn't think the story she told was so scary, but rather boring.

However, since you decide to live, you really have to pay for the room first.

So he took out his wallet and simply paid the rent and deposit.

Mrs. Mary Shaw said with satisfaction: "I will tell you that horrible nursery rhyme for the goodness of your money."

While speaking, she chanted in a singing tone:

[Be careful of Mary Shaw behind her, she has many children]

[If you meet her in the dark, you must scream loudly]

[Only screaming scares her away, the more silent, the more scared]

[Nightmare is always by your side, staring at the blood draining soul]

[Tear your mouth, pull out your tongue, she will take you home]

...

The language is complete.

Mrs. Mary Shaw seemed to feel a bit dry in her throat, so she coughed a few times: "This horrible nursery rhyme probably means that. Although I am old, my memory is pretty good."

Du Wei looked at her calmly, smiled suddenly, stretched out his hand and said, "Your singing is very beautiful."

Mrs. Mary Shaw shook her head: "You young people just like to lie to make old people happy."

As she said, she glanced at Du Wei's outstretched right hand, her eyes hesitating.

Du Wei did not withdraw his hand.

The atmosphere began to become awkward.

But Du Wei was expressionless, as if he hadn't noticed embarrassment at all, and looked like a very polite gentleman.

Mrs. Mary Shaw coughed, slowly stretched out a wrinkled hand, and shook Du Wei.

"Go back to your room early and rest. It's getting late now. It's best not to come out at night."

"Okay, thank you very much for your advice. By the way, when I sleep at night, I don't like others to disturb me."

"Don't worry, Mr. Du Wei, the hotel is very quiet."

Du Wei let go, a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes.

Afterwards, he took the room key card from Mrs. Mary Shaw and walked towards the hotel step by step with his bag on his back.

...

On the second floor of the hotel.

Du Wei carried his bag and the black umbrella in his left hand, and glanced at the surrounding environment.

With more contact with evil spirits, he habitually first finds the most convenient escape route wherever he goes.

This has become a habit.

On the second floor of the hotel, there is a corridor, and the south side has transparent glass windows. Looking out, there is a somewhat old asphalt road and the hazy outline of the tulip community in the rain.

It was raining heavily outside, and the sky was very gloomy.

From time to time, there are thunder and lightning.

Going further in is the room for people to live in.

And this also means that if there is a danger, you can escape as long as you open the window.

Du Wei watched the heavy rain outside the window, slowly retracted his gaze, and walked towards his room...

When he shook hands with Mrs. Mary Shaw, he felt the temperature that the human body should have.

but……

The old woman lied to herself.

Even though Du Wei only began to study psychology in his junior year, and he was almost slanted, mostly about psychological cues and criminal psychology, he could still keenly discover that the other party was talking. Some abnormal performance.

For example, the eyes are a little erratic, and the eyelids droop subconsciously.

There are also small movements such as the body's involuntary shoulder lifting.

With those words of her, it can be determined that she is lying.

Especially about that nursery rhyme.

"I am looking forward to something that will happen at night. I hope it will show up soon. Don't let me wait too long."

His tone was slightly cold, and he looked very cold.

After knowing that Mary Shaw had lied, Du Wei marked the old woman as a focus of attention.

In other words, the suspect.

Normally, the Allen police should be notified to deal with the matter at this time, or to investigate Mrs. Mary Shaw.

But the other party is not an evil spirit. In terms of her age and physical fitness, she is unlikely to be a murderer.

Come this way.

Her motive for lying is very strange.

But even if she had a problem, Du Wei didn't care at all.

What he had to do now was to resolve the evil spirit incident. He didn't care if Mrs. Mary Shaw was the murderer or the evil spirit.

If it were the former, she would die miserably.

If it is the latter, Du Wei will start to solve it and return to New York as soon as possible.

The situation is under control...

...

Came to the door of his room.

Du Wei scanned the surroundings and saw that there was another room at the opposite door, but the door was closed tightly, and through the cat's eyes, there was no one inside.

The other rooms are basically the same.

The whole hotel is relatively simple~www.NovelMTL.com~ only has two floors.

The first floor is for reception and dining, and the second floor is for people to live in.

"It seems she is right about one thing, the hotel is indeed quite quiet."

Du Wei smiled inexplicably, took out the house key, opened the door and walked in.

With a bang, the door closed.

At this moment, in the cat's eye of the door opposite him, a dark yellow eye suddenly appeared. The pupils were dilated, and there was no look at all, revealing a void and death.

It looks like a dead person...

It's just that the entire hotel is still quiet, there is no suffocating gloomy feeling, and there is no terrifying malice.

Everything is normal.

And in Du Wei's room.

At this time, he was checking the closet in the room and the bathroom.

Cameras that spy on people’s privacy are easy to appear in some cheap museums.

of course……

Du Wei checked not only these, but he also wanted to make sure that there were no other strange things in the room.

"The room is a bit too clean..."

Du Wei walked out of the bathroom and frowned. The feeling this hotel gave him became more and more strange.

Mrs. Mary Shaw is getting older, and her legs must be inconvenient.

But the inside of the hotel is very clean, as if there is a dedicated person cleaning it every few hours.

Except for Mrs. Mary Shaw, Du Wei did not see anyone.

He thought about it, and suddenly sneered in a low voice.

"Come on, let me see how interesting it is..."

As he said, he took off the backpack, unzipped the zipper, and took out a red balloon from inside...

Inside the balloon, there seemed to be a vaguely clown face.