Horror Anchor Who Emerged From Hell

When Mr. Wang talked about that incident, except for the weird movements of his cousin-in-law behind him, there was almost nothing surprising about it.

That sigh was most likely an illusion.

Whether the cousin lying in the ice coffin opened his eyes and whether his eyeballs moved again, it can be said that most of them are Mr. Wang's own imagination.

Only the elderly cousin-in-law, with her eyes wide open, knocked on the ice coffin three times with a walking stick, and then thought of what the cousin-in-law said when Mr. Wang went there, saying that her husband should not leave.

When all these are connected, there is a vague feeling of fear in thinking deeply.

Why did she say those words?

Is there any other reason for Mr. Wang’s cousin’s death?

Why did she knock on the ice coffin? Could it be that the cousin in the ice coffin really opened his eyes and his eyeballs were moving?

Do you knock on the ice coffin to let your husband rest in peace?

And the elderly cousin-in-law, what does that slap to Mr. Wang’s forehead mean?

Mr. Wang thought to himself and couldn't help but shudder.

"Anchor Jiang, do I want to...

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ye said: "Don't rush to ask your cousin-in-law first, but it is certain that there are some problems here. I want to know how far away your cousin's death was from the first person who had an accident. How many days does 053 worker, that is, Lao Zhang, have in the middle?”

"It won't be long, just ten or twenty days."

"Lao Gao, did you find anything wrong with Lao Zhang that night when Lao Zhang had the accident?" Jiang Ye asked Lao Gao again.

The latter thought for a while and said: "No, and we have different types of work. Except for being together during free periods at work, we are not together at other times."

"Which of you two has the phone number of Lao Zhang's family? Please make a call online. Mr. Wang, you enter my live broadcast room first. Just search for my name and you can come in. Lao Gao, please give me your phone number. I will send this to you first. Learn about everything.”

Mr. Wang entered the live broadcast room easily, wearing a white shirt, with a haggard face and a lot of white hair in his hair.

Lao Gao sent the phone number to Jiang Ye's private message, and Jiang Ye dialed it. This was Lao Zhang's wife's phone number.

As soon as the phone call came through, Jiang Ye said: "Hello, is this Ms. Huang, Mr. Zhang Haishan's wife?"

"I am, who are you?"

At this time, Mr. Wang said: "Xiao Huang, I am Wang Dekai. Mr. Jiang who called you is a very powerful person. He wants to know what is going on at our construction site. Whatever he asks you, you should answer it." .

"Ah? Oh okay, I...I will cooperate.

The woman on the other end of the phone seemed very down-to-earth and seemed a little timid.

Jiang Ye slowed down and said softly: "Sister Huang, my name is Jiang Ye. I would like to ask Brother Zhang Haishan if he had any strange signs in the days before the accident? Or is there anything strange in your family? Phenomenon?"

"Well, it doesn't seem to be the case. Everything is normal. But the night of the accident, I was absent-minded and irritable at home. I always felt that something was going to happen.

Something like that. "

"Is that all?"

Jiang Ye asked deeply. Lao Zhang's wife on the other end of the phone really couldn't think of anything. Jiang Ye asked again: "Did Brother Zhang Haishan pick up anything?"

"Yes, I picked up a mobile phone."

"What kind of phone?"

"A black flip phone. When Lao Zhang got off work that night, I took it out of his pocket to do his laundry. The phone was so old, but it was still on when it was turned on. The picture on the screen was a pair of eyes. Those eyes With a smile that feels so evil."

"What did Brother Zhang say at that time?"

"I asked him why you have a mobile phone in your pocket? He was taking a shower at the time, and then came out and said he picked it up on the road. Lao Zhang was very economical, and his mobile phone was not very good at that time, so he just He said he just picked it up and wanted to see if he could repair it and use it. I also said he wanted to save it, since all the buttons on this phone are obviously useless, so what else can it be used for?"

"Lao Zhang smiled and didn't say anything. I (adci) threw the phone into the trash can after washing the clothes. And then I had a dream that night, right...that Dreams are weird."

"Well, tell me about that dream."

"It was so dark in the dream that I couldn't see anything, but my consciousness told me that someone came out from under my bed, and then I felt that those eyes were staring at my bed. It was those smiling eyes. The very evil eyes [those ten pairs in the mobile phone.”

"Are you sure you were really dreaming?"

"Yes, it's a dream."

"Did Brother Zhang move at that time?"

"Move. I remember when I felt those eyes, he suddenly hugged me tightly. Well, I remember this very clearly. Our couple has been married for many years. From the sweetness at the beginning to the dullness after daily necessities, He rarely hugged me again. At that time, I still had the idea that this old man could only hug me in his dreams."

"Since you are dreaming, why do you have such thoughts?"

"Isn't it strange? I don't think about it all the time when I'm dreaming."

"Then let me ask you again, when Brother Zhang held you, did you feel your body temperature?"

"I felt it. It was the first night before his accident. I felt the warmth in his arm."

"Then you are not dreaming. When you woke up, there was indeed a pair of eyes watching Brother Zhang. Although Brother Zhang was asleep at that time, his instincts were tense on the last night when he was about to die. He hugged you tightly. He probably knew in his heart that he owed you more and more after so many years of marriage, so he wanted to hug his lover again before he died. "

After Jiang Ye finished speaking, Queen Huang on the other end of the phone fell silent.

Within a few seconds, a woman's cry was heard. The cry was suppressed at first, but finally collapsed completely.

"Sister Huang, I'm sorry to tell you this fact. However, everything has a spirit, and people are the most spiritual, so they can become the masters of this world. Some people may not have a warning before death, but some people have a warning. Yes. That hug was really not a dream.

"I...I...oooooooo."

Lao Zhang's wife was crying and speechless. Jiang Ye said: "Sister Huang, you should be happy. Your husband has not ignored you. He knows that every night, no matter how late he works, there will be someone The woman cooked supper for him and washed his clothes. Before he died, he knew he owed you that hug, so don't be sad. Thank you very much for the information you provided. If you are willing, you may wish to enter mine. Come to the live broadcast room and let me help you solve the mystery of the death of Brother Zhang, okay?"

"Okay, okay... I listen to you. I thought about it carefully... I might not have been dreaming that night. It was so real. If it was a dream, how could I remember it so clearly? Woolen cloth?"

"Okay, then I'll listen to what the other family members of the murdered brother have to say."