"After that day, Xiaoxin began to change..."
After lighting the lighter several times, but no flame came out, Yan Chen dropped the cigarette already in his mouth with a blank expression.
He suddenly looked at Yingxuan with a very strange look, and then asked: "Why? How did you know that you were on the seventh floor at that time? I was very puzzled after that incident, but you resigned and moved later , contacted me about two weeks later. Now, can you tell me? If you say it’s just a hunch, it’s too bluffing, isn’t it?”
Ying Xuan's hands were tightly gripping the sofa, and his eyes were not looking directly at Yan Chen. What should she say? She herself couldn't explain how she could foresee the danger? Who would believe her statement like this
"Answer me! Two people have already died, are you still planning to remain silent? Don't you understand the seriousness of the matter?" Yan Chen became more and more excited, he stepped forward and grabbed Ying Xuan's shoulders and shook him and shouted: "Listen! You should understand the current situation, right? We all know that that man must have killed Xiaoxin! She is your best friend, and maybe he won't let us go!"
Ying Xuan's eyes were already filled with tears, and at this moment they finally burst out. She shook off Yan Chen's hand, choked up and said, "Go away... I don't know anything. I can't tell you anything... Really, I can't tell you..."
Yan Chen sighed, picked up the cigarette that was thrown on the ground just now, and said: "At that time, you told us not to open the door, and even prevented us from going down the steps... You said you didn't know anything, who would believe it? But the police think it is our insane nonsense. Now that Xiaoxin is dead, the police may question you again about Fujitsuki's case. Will you answer them like that? Don't you want to avenge Xiaoxin? ? She died so badly!"
Ying Xuan covered her eyes, already sobbing uncontrollably.
"You go away... I really don't know anything... I, I don't know why I stopped you at that time, I just had that feeling... Of course I know it won't convince you, but I can't give you a better explanation it's..."
Ying Xuan was already elegant and elegant, seeing her sad expression at this moment, no man could bear to embarrass her anymore. What's more, Yanchen has no evidence to prove that Yingxuan is related to these two cases. He had no choice but to let it go and leave angrily.
Before going out, he finally said: "If... you have something to say, please call my number. Or, you can come to me directly. "
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ying Xuan raised his head.
He will not let the rest of the people go... At that time, they opened the forbidden door, which is not a door belonging to the human world, but a passage leading to another world. Ying Xuan also went in, so she would not be spared either.
This is what Yingxuan thinks now. The man who killed Fujitsu, he is not human!
Runli is sitting in the VIP reception room of Dongyu Media at the moment. After waiting for a few minutes, a young man with glasses came in and said to her politely: "Miss Yi, hello, I am Fu Teng, the general manager of Dongyu Media, nice to meet you..."
Runli also smiled at him, but the thought in her heart was: No wonder you would be happy, the only thing to do is to collect as much information as possible. Ah Jing can ignore those cursed people, but this is not her Yi Runli style.
After seven years of migratory life, Run Li, who lived in the shadow of horror, knew very well the pain of being cursed by ghosts. Although she had never had direct contact with ghosts, she understood how helpless and hopeless it was. No matter how much she can do, she doesn't want to do nothing anyway.
"Miss Yi, do you want to interview about the disappearance of our company employee Fan Tengyue three months ago and the death of our employee Zuo Xin?"
"Well, yes, Manager Fu. I hope to get some clues from here as much as possible. At present, people in the society are quite concerned about this case. In fact, I have found some information about Miss Fan's disappearance... At the beginning, There are four employees in your company's planning department who claimed to have seen Miss Fan killed by a man in a room on the seventh floor, but the police did not find that room afterwards, let alone Miss Fan's body... "
Manager Fu is completely frowning at this moment, it seems that the leak of this news has made him quite annoyed. I also know that such a ridiculous thing, of course, the company will not want to leak it, and it can cover up the news with a little effort. However, Runli's ability to collect intelligence is also very strong.
"Yi, where did Miss Yi say this? Where is such absurd thing..."
Although he still wanted to deny it, Runli has already changed the subject: "In any case, it is true that Miss Fan Tengyue disappeared while working overtime in your company. And Miss Zuo was brutally tortured three months later kill, both…”
"Miss Yi..." Manager Fu's face has become ugly: "I hope you don't use these rumors to inquire about our company's affairs. Miss Zuo didn't die in our company, so her death has nothing to do with the company. relationship, not to mention any connection with Miss Fan's disappearance."
His expression has convinced Runli that the information is correct, so the next step is to take action.
"Then, I will take my leave, Manager Fu."
Manager Fu looked surprised that she left without asking anything, but Runli also had her own plan. It is not a problem to find out the detailed information of those employees, as long as they know the names and work units, it is only a matter of time to find out the addresses. In today's society with highly developed information technology, intelligence is the most important resource.
The reason why Runli became a reporter is because her ability to manipulate information is too outstanding. At present, she has not predicted the date of death, but she estimates that it is almost the same. The deaths of Fan Tengyue and Zuo Xin were both foreseen about a week ago.
She specifically asked Ah Jing what the key words were, and originally considered several ways to get her to speak, but she did not expect her to tell her so readily.
The key word this time is "virtual image".
Runli estimated that this virtual image refers to the room that didn't exist when all of them saw it. After she left the VIP room, she deliberately came to that corner.
However, there is no special feeling. Runli thought that since she was born with supernatural physique, she should be able to feel a little bit of special aura. So... that ghost, isn't here anymore? Maybe it was hidden somewhere else
Could it be... that room will appear in front of the surviving people somewhere else in the future, and then the ghost will kill them again? Well, it's very possible.
Then, they must be reminded never to go into that door again.
After that incident, Yan Chen was also very depressed. One day after the memorial service, he went to the bar alone to drink at night. After all, Zuo Xin can be regarded as his colleague who has worked with him for a long time. She usually brings so much joy to others, but he could have stopped her, but let her die so miserably.
what is going on
He took a sip of wine and suddenly coughed chokingly. And at this moment, the scene of Fujiyue being killed appeared again in his mind. It's been three months, and this scene is still echoing so clearly, not only has it not faded in the slightest, but it is even more real than when I saw the real scene at the beginning.
After the three bottles of wine were half-drunk and half-vomited, the alcohol began to take effect, his mind became very confused, and his hands trembled unconsciously on the bar. At this time, one hand supported him.
"How much wine did he drink? How drunk is he?"
"I've drank three bottles, and they're all pure wine... It's best if you know each other," said the bartender in front of the bar, "I'm really afraid that he'll get drunk and go crazy..."
Yan Chen's eyes began to blur, and then, the floor under his feet was no longer the floor of the bar, but the steps of that weird room that day. And under the steps, the man was stabbing Fujiyue with a knife...
"Wow! Why, why can't I forget this scene after drinking so much wine... More, more wine, the stronger the better!"
"What's wrong with you, Kobayashi! Hey, hey!"
The person supporting Yan Chen was Sun Zhumian. Of course he knew very well why Yan Chen wanted to drink wine like water, but he was actually very uncomfortable.
"You must drink it, why don't I drink it with you... Although I don't usually touch high-alcohol alcohol, but I'm in a bad mood today, so why don't you drink it to your heart's content!"
At the moment Yingxuan is alone on the bed at home, clutching the pillow tightly, surrounded by solitude. At this moment, she felt that this place was like an icehouse. Even though all the lights were turned on, and even though the three locks had been confirmed many times, the sense of fear did not diminish in the slightest.
No matter how much she wanted to recall some happy experiences, the scene of Fujitsuki being killed was replaying in her mind like a movie. Such a real and bloody scene, surpassing any scene in any Hollywood war movie, makes people feel shuddering all over.
What is going on? Why can I foresee those things? It doesn't make sense. She kept fiddling with her hair and even yelled meaninglessly, but she still couldn't get the scene of Fujitsuki being killed out of her mind. The more you don't want to think about it, the more you will remember it.
At the entrance of the bar, Sun Zhumian and Yan Chen, who were already staggering even when they were walking, supported each other, but they still lost their sense of direction. Especially Yan Chen, his cheeks were already flushed, and his mouth was still talking nonsense. Finally, a fishy smell surged up his throat, he immediately lowered his head, and began to vomit, all the filth got on his and Zhu Mian's shoes...
"Team leader... where are we going next?"
"Don't... don't call me the team leader, I was dismissed three months ago..." Zhu Mian was not lightly drunk, his legs were spinning around at will, and he was already a man who could stand without falling down. It was a miracle.
Finally, both of them fell down in front of a car in the parking lot next to the bar. Yanchen was hit by this, and his head became more dizzy, as if something was ringing in his ears, and once he closed his eyes, he would see the vines again. Yue's corpse and the black-clothed murderer.
"Bamboo... bamboo crown..."
"What, what's the matter?" Zhu Mian had already struggled to stand up and asked.
"Do you still remember... the scene when Fujitsuki was killed? Haha, it's so funny, we can see it clearly, but the police all said it was our illusion, and even gave us a mental appraisal... Haha, let me tell you , now I can clearly tell you the features of the suit on that man, and the appearance of the knife in his hand, I can also describe it for you... "
"Oh... hehe, so what? I can do it too... The bastard who killed Fujiyue is definitely not my bullshit illusion. How could it be so real? I still remember that his hair was messed up Yes, the collar on the back of the black suit was not turned up properly, the trouser legs were not pulled properly, and even the socks on the feet were exposed... The knife, the knife is about 20 centimeters, no, maybe more long… "
When Zhu Mian said these words, Yan Chen was almost half sober. Because he was recalling that scene in his mind at the moment, and Zhu Mian was actually beside him describing what he saw, and it was exactly the same! Could it be that…
"You... don't you remember clearly? Even after such a long time, can you still replay the whole process in your mind?"
Zhu Mian said with a mouth full of alcohol: "Yes... I don't know why but I can't forget it. I think about it in the morning, I think about it in the evening, and I even think about it when I go to the toilet! Even now, you see, we have all drank So much wine, I’m still thinking about it!”
Ying Xuan dare not fall asleep.
She knew that as soon as she closed her eyes, that horrible scene would continue to be staged in front of her, whether she wanted it or not. God has given human beings the ability to "forget", and they can shelve some scenes that they don't want to remember to the deepest part of their memory. However, this memory is like floating on the surface of the water of memory forever, no matter what I do, I can't sink it to the bottom. She even started to think about seeing a psychiatrist for some advice.
But... Was it really this black-clothed murderer who killed Xiaoxin? Why do we have to kill them? In fact, all they saw was his back, and they didn't even know what he looked like from the beginning to the end! Also, why is there a room on the seventh floor that shouldn't exist? All of this is simply a living supernatural phenomenon.
However, the more I think about these things, the more I feel a headache, as if my head is about to explode. Finally, she gave up thinking. No matter what, she still wants to live. She decided to write some prescriptions tomorrow, and then go to make a bottle of sleeping pills, maybe she can get rid of the entanglement of this cruel memory that cannot be forgotten.
Yes, entanglement... She used the anthropomorphic word without hesitation.
Illusion... It's just an Illusion...
When she finally turned off the light and closed her eyes, the scene really happened.
She tried to convince herself in her heart that this was just an illusion, and there was nothing to be afraid of.
But is this really just an illusion
Just when she was leaning against the pillow, ready to wait to fall asleep. She suddenly realized that something was wrong. The murderer in the black suit, of course, is just a virtual image. but…
In the image that emerged in his mind, the murderer actually stopped stabbing Fujiyue with a sharp knife, and then, he who had been squatting on the ground, actually... stood up!
At the same time, Yan Chen, who had finally returned home, was drunk and collapsed on the sofa, and the virtual image in his mind, that murderer also stood up!
How is it possible... How can the image in my mind change freely without being manipulated by my own thoughts
Then, the virtual image they saw continued to undergo the same changes.
The murderer with the knife actually turned around! Both of them saw his face clearly at the same time! What a hideous face it was! The murderer had only the whites of his eyes, a long scar from his forehead to his lips, and his entire face was covered with veins.
Then, he actually fixed his eyes on them... No, to be precise, he looked at the positions where they were standing at the beginning. Then, an expression full of resentment and malice appeared on this terrifying face ! And that expression... It was obviously aimed at those people who were standing in front of the steps and looking at him!