Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 1120

[Chapter 1120 Good night, sick brother (45)]

She stopped the car and walked slowly inside.

There was a strange smell in the air, a mixture of decayed corpses and formalin.

Luo Qingchen glanced at the phone, forty-five minutes had passed, and there should be fifteen minutes before the bomb exploded.

Standing at the stairs, it is full of things about girls’ hearts.

There are dolls, clothes, cosmetics and perfume.

Luo Qingchen frowned, not knowing the meaning behind it.

After all, according to Lu Ou’s plan, Du Jiusheng should be standing here at this moment.

Then these things should be…

Du Linger’s…

She half-closed her eyes and walked up step by step. The stairs were full of white dust, and the more things went up, the more dust there was.

It wasn’t until a huge photo of Du Linger was pasted on the wall on the second floor that she was sure that everything she saw about girls just now belonged to Du Linger.

Lu Ou was indeed even scarier than he had imagined. He was so meticulous that he even used it on the dead Du Linger.

There is no third floor in this abandoned building, and the intersection on the third floor is blocked by a concrete wall, with a skull painted on it, a prohibition sign related to chemicals.

Luo Qingchen didn’t look much, because at this moment her eyes were completely attracted by the two things on the second floor.

One is Du Jie on a chair, and the other is a rectangular object covered with a red cloth.

Luo Qingchen didn’t know what it was, but she was sure that the smell of formalin came from inside.

In the next second, she moved her eyebrows slightly, and walked towards the place of crossing the robbery.

Even getting closer, he felt something was wrong.

A time bomb was hung on the person tied to the chair, and the countdown of the bomb was ten minutes and thirty-five seconds.

He was wearing a black woolen coat, his head was drooping so deeply that his face could not be seen.

Although she didn’t know much about Du Jie, Xia Wan once said: Our family can’t raise fur, he is allergic to fur.

How could such a person wear a plush coat!

Luo Qingchen backed away slowly with very light steps, but he never thought that ‘Du Jie’ who was originally sitting on the chair raised his head slowly, and stared deeply at her with a strange smile.

No, maybe it can’t be said that he is Du Jie…but he should be Mu Lanfeng.

“Why are you?” The moment he saw Luo Qingchen, his brows and eyes were obviously taken aback.

He really didn’t expect that the person who came to this place was Luo Qingchen, not Du Jiusheng.

In the next second, Luo Qingchen shrugged his shoulders, chuckled lightly and said, “It seems that your military adviser is not very good!”

This place was indeed specially prepared for Du Jiusheng. A very bleak feeling.

It was probably because Du Linger’s things were so real that she didn’t feel the chills.

However, what Mu Lanfeng did in the next second made her even more terrified.

“My military adviser is the most powerful military adviser in the whole world—” Yin Luo, with his right hand, he pulled the red cloth next to him.

What came into view was Du Jie who had his eyes gouged out, his limbs cut up, soaked in a huge formalin vat, and an urn that was broken into pieces.

Inside, it should have contained Du Linger’s ashes.

So, the white dust that was scattered on the stairs just now…

“He thought he killed someone, so he didn’t need to die?” Luo Qingchen’s fingertips trembled slightly, her eyes filled with determination and cruelty.

Did such a perverted thing, did he think he could still be alive?

“Dead? Hahahaha——” Mu Lanfeng looked up to the sky with a long smile and said, “You killed my sister, isn’t that also called ‘justifiable self-defense’?”

[End of This Chapter]