Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 168 [Domain - Red-Eye Flight] Monkey Head

The end-of-line food preparation room still reeked of a strong stench.

Inside the cabin, some passengers were already complaining about the smell, and new clues had emerged, so the group had to temporarily hide in the catering room.

Wan Xiaoshuang also squatted down next to Duan Cong's body, her brows furrowed deeply.

“This wasn’t done by a ghost,” she said directly. “The incision on Duan Cong’s abdomen was very clean, from the outside in, it was done by someone.”

"If it were a hair ghost, Duan Cong's entire body would be torn apart, and the direction of the wounds would be reversed."

Qi Chen said, "It was Lan Meng who did it."

"Only she and Liu Zi have the key to the food preparation room."

Chen Ji shook his head and did not respond immediately. Instead, he gently touched Duan Cong's wound through the pen.

The pen was immediately stained with blood.

Let's work backwards.

"First of all, regardless of who the murderer is, why did he take Duan Cong's stomach?"

Is there something in this person's stomach that could benefit them?

Chen Ji pondered for a moment and said, "I've been thinking... is it possible that the moss stone and the hair that Duan Cong carried weren't always kept in his bag?"

Liu Zi's expression suddenly changed!

He and Chen Ji already had a considerable understanding of each other, and he immediately grasped the other's meaning:

"You mean, Duan Cong swallowed the hair...?"

Chen Ji nodded.

Wan Xiaoshuang said thoughtfully, "Very likely."

Do you remember Duan Cong's last text message?

He asked Mr. Zeng, "Is this method confirmed to be safe?"

“Yes.” Chen Ji continued, “If he simply put it in his bag, unless Duan Cong already knew that the moss stone would be ineffective, why would he ask another question?”

"Moreover, Duan Cong kept vomiting."

Chen Ji thought for a moment, then suddenly stood up.

He pushed open the door and walked straight out amidst the puzzled looks of Sun Weiming and the others, only to return a moment later.

He now had a bulging vomit bag in his hand.

"If it really is in the stomach, then there must be traces in the vomit."

Chen Ji waved the bag in his hand and quickly glanced inside.

His throat bobbed several times, as if he were forcibly suppressing his nausea: "The most crucial point is... this bag has been rummaged through."

Everyone felt nauseous.

Chen Ji pulled up his collar to cover his mouth and nose before dumping the contents of the bag onto the ground.

A few minutes later.

Everyone temporarily left the preparation room and stood stiffly outside the door, their faces pale.

Sun Weiming closed his eyes tightly, trying to completely erase the search process from his memory.

"It's confirmed that Duan Cong swallowed the mossy stone."

Wan Xiaoshuang came out of the bathroom, her hands wet: "But I want to know, how did he manage to swallow the stone bricks?"

Chen Ji said, "It's not necessarily stone bricks."

"Think of stone bullets; mossy stones might have been made into other shapes."

He quickly explained that the size of the stone cage was adjusted according to the size of the hair ghost, thus ensuring that the hair ghost could not escape from it.

If the object constrained by the moss stone is not a cocoon, but a single strand of hair, then its corresponding size may also be much smaller.

"Also, there were problems with what Wu Zhou said at the time."

Chen Ji added, "He said, 'I got a hair,' not, 'Someone gave me a hair.'"

“Wu Zhou is a ruthless person too…” Liu Zi’s lips twitched. The strand of hair that Wu Zhou had taken out of the vomit bag was obvious.

Qi Chen leaned against the door of the food preparation room, his eyes lowered, his tone somewhat puzzled:

Why was Duan Cong willing to do that?

"Even without the hair ghost, just swallowing these stones would be dangerous enough, wouldn't it?"

In ancient times, there was a method of suicide called swallowing gold. This involved using a hard object to cause intestinal blockage or damage to the digestive tract, resulting in an extremely painful death.

Liu Zi didn't quite understand either. "It's not a slave society anymore. Is it worth risking your life for the boss's sake?"

Just as Wan Xiaoshuang was about to say something, her ears twitched, and she immediately looked at Qi Chen:

There's movement in the food preparation room!

She heard a very faint rustling sound of fabric coming from inside!

but......

At this moment, there was only one corpse in the food preparation room!

"Duan Cong has come back to life!"

Sun Weiming's face immediately turned pale, and he took several steps back: "No, that's not right, he's been parasitized by the hair ghost!"

In an instant, a terrifying scene flashed through Sun Weiming's mind...

Thick, dark black hair, like a dark cloud, crawled out of Duan Cong's stomach...

“We just checked, he has no hair.” Qi Chen shook his head, but his expression remained grave.

He immediately reached into his pocket with his right hand, kicked the door open, and pulled out his pistol at the same time!

"..."

"what?"

Qi Chen rubbed his eyes in confusion.

Chen Ji was speechless for a moment, then immediately pulled open his coat.

He discovered that his inner pocket was torn.

Through the sweater, Chen Ji hadn't noticed before that something seemed to be missing from his body.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Wan Xiaoshuang gave a wry smile: "It seems that the reason why Duan Cong was willing to swallow the moss stone... is now very clear."

She sighed softly:

"A single thought of greed can lead to eternal damnation."

A fluffy monkey doll was lying on Duan Cong's corpse, holding several shiny, heavy gold bars.

It was extracted from Duan Cong.

"Where did this monkey come from?" Qi Chen was completely bewildered.

Only Liu Zi looked at Chen Ji and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Wan Xiaoshuang followed Liu Zi's gaze to Chen Ji and couldn't help but chuckle:

"This strange creature is quite interesting."

Chen Ji looked embarrassed and went up to pick up the monkey.

However, the little monkey, who usually doesn't move and only knows how to sleep, was jumping around while hugging the gold bars!

It eventually climbed to the top of the cabinet in the food preparation room.

"So the little monkey likes gold." Liu Zi walked to the bottom of the cabinet and said, "Little monkey, can I have a piece?"

The monkey had its back to him and didn't move at all.

"Okay, get down—"

Chen Ji said helplessly, then grabbed a broom and poked at the monkey's tail.

The monkey shuddered!

It immediately turned around, its eyes widening suddenly, and a ferocious rage appeared in its dark, button-like eyes!

It was as if they were threatening Chen Ji to stay away from their gold bars!

The instant I saw the monkey's face...

Chen Ji's movements suddenly froze.

He stared in disbelief at the monkey's sewn-up mouth, feeling his mind go blank!

Behind the man and the monkey, silence fell instantly.

Until Sun Weiming's horrified voice rang out:

"...What's that in the monkey's mouth?"

Even Liu Zi was retreating step by step, his face pale and his heart pounding like a drum!

The monkey doll's mouth, among the dense red lines...

A strand of dark hair was sewn on.

It was wriggling wildly, like a maggot in the mud.