He Dawei was panting, his chest was heaving violently, and the restlessness and uneasiness hidden in his voice could be clearly heard from here, "After I returned from the Internet cafe yesterday, the light in the corridor suddenly went out, and then I felt someone pushing I can't describe the feeling, those cold hands are like a dead person. And I'm sure, there was no one else in the corridor at that time." He swallowed hard, "And today I called the police this morning…”
"They looked at the surveillance footage, they checked the electrical circuits, they said they didn't find any problems."
He Dawei, who was arrogant and dismissive yesterday, asked them for help, but no one wanted to laugh at him.
Because they were equally afraid, and also afraid that Zuo Yu would stare at them.
"Are you willing to trust us now?" Zhou Hao asked after a moment of silence.
"But..." He Dawei's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a bit of disgust and fear, "Didn't Zuo Yu die three years ago?"
Chen Jiahui snatched his phone and said with a sneer, "Do you think the living Zuo Yu can push you down the stairs without anyone noticing?"
He Dawei on the other end was silent for a moment, then suddenly roared, "So! Why didn't they come to you and come to me instead?"
"He already wanted to kill me yesterday, why did he still come to me!"
Chen Jiahui sneered, "He Dawei, one thing you need to figure out now is that Zuo Yu doesn't want to let anyone go, including you."
He Dawei cursed at the other end, "The ones who should die the most are you, Chen Jiahui and Zhou Hao...you all should die..."
The panic in his tone couldn't be concealed, he was embarrassed and overwhelmed.
The veins in Chen Jiahui's hands popped up, and he snorted coldly, "You can't escape even if we die."
"Zuo Yu is by our side."
"He wants to kill us all."
He Dawei hung up the phone hastily.
Du Yao's pale face was trembling and she couldn't speak, the little luck in her heart disappeared.
The short-lived safety last night made her heart relax a little, and now it is like a tight string, which will be completely broken if it touches a little bit.
The phone in Chen Jiahui's hand slipped down, and he held his head in pain and screamed, "How long does he want to torture us?"
Zhou Hao's expression was in a trance, his eyes wandered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
When things came to an end, this group of people did not have the slightest guilt or remorse, but only hatred and fear.
Shen Mubai looked at it coldly for a while, then said, "Have you ever thought about admitting your mistakes and begging Zuo Yu's forgiveness?"
The three of them looked at her together.
Du Yao hesitated, "Is it useful?" When she thought of what happened in the past, she couldn't help feeling a little panicked.
"Yes, we just ask Zuo Yu to forgive us, and he will let us go..." Zhou Hao looked like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, his face and eyes were full of longing for life, so that his expression was a little distorted ,be utterly shameless.
Chen Jiahui was no more optimistic than the two of them, he was silent for a moment and said, "But until now, Zuo Yu hasn't shown himself in front of us..."
"Then lure him out." Shen Mubai resisted the urge to tremble, "He talked to me, I tried to find a way to lure him over."
She just bet on whether Zuo Yu would come to her today, just like last night.
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