Nightmare Attack

Jiang Cheng didn't make any sound, stood up quietly, and hid in the bathroom.

And the figure "sleeping" on the floor next to the bed that Fatty saw after he woke up was not Jiang Cheng, but the shadow that had just crawled out.

In other words, ghosts.

The real Jiang Cheng was hiding behind the bathroom door, and while the fat man was standing in front of the bathroom in a daze, he pulled him in.

Chen Xiaomeng fumbled to turn on the light in the bedroom.

When the lights came on, everyone saw that the bed was in a mess and there were puddles of water stains on the floor.

Water stains continued along the bed to where the door was.

Several people walked to the door and looked outside, and found that there were water stains in the corridor.

The water stains extended to the end of the corridor, stopping in front of the locked door.

Xie Yu was wrapped in a quilt by a ghost and taken away. Just thinking about it makes people feel chills on their backs.

No one expected him to still be alive.

Fan Li suppressed the chill in his heart and turned to look at Jiang Cheng, "What does that ghost look like? Do you see clearly?"

The fat man shook his head violently and said that the room was too dark at that time, and he

Others knew what he was trying to say was that he was too scared.

After all, I am a newbie, so I can understand.

Just when Sister Nuan opened her mouth to say something, Jiang Cheng suddenly said: "It's that girl."

"What?"

"That ghost is the girl in the family of four!"

Fan Li asked in surprise: "How do you know?"

No one has seen any photos of the family since arriving here, so there is no way to know what they look like.

Of course, except for the middle-aged man and Xie Yu.

Jiang Cheng raised his head and stared at the locked door of the room at the end of the corridor. After a moment, he said, "That ghost was wearing a pair of women's casual shoes. I saw it in the shoe cabinet."

Chen Xiaomeng said with a white face: "It seems that our previous reasoning was correct. It was other family members in the villa who abused the girl and finally killed her, and now she is back to take revenge."

"Her death has nothing to do with us, so what does she want from us?" Fatty recalled what happened just now, and still couldn't help being afraid.

Sister Nuan sneered, "Are you trying to reason with ghosts?"

"Okay," Fan Li interjected: "Don't say a few words! I'm going to go there and have a look. Which of you will go with me?"

Naturally, he was referring to the locked room at the end of the corridor. The ghost dragged Xie Yu and disappeared in front of the door of that room.

This is an important clue.

In the end, everyone decided to go together. After all, separation would only be more dangerous.

And according to what Fan Li and Sister Nuan said, ghosts in the dream world rarely kill people one after another in a short period of time.

This time was different from before. Fan Li just pushed lightly and the door opened.

The lock was opened.

Behind the door is a small room. Because there is no window, you can only see a little clearly with the light reflected in the corridor.

The area was only about two-thirds of the boy's bedroom.

It's quite dark inside and no one dares to go in for now.

Until Jiang Cheng took a few steps forward, stretched out a hand and groped for a while on the wall near the door. With the crisp sound of a toggle switch, the lights in the room turned on.

Although they were prepared, everyone still gasped unconsciously when they saw the room clearly.

There was a rolled quilt placed in the center of the room, with a pair of shoes sticking out of the quilt and hanging limply on the floor.

After calming down for a few seconds, Sister Nuan stepped forward and slowly lifted the quilt.

"Ah!" Chen Xiaomeng couldn't help but cover her mouth.

Xie Yu huddled up in the quilt, her eyes protruded, her pupils dilated, her face turned blue, and her facial and neck muscles were twisted. She was obviously dead.

His arms were stiff and held in claw-like shape in front of his chest, as if he were defending something, and the veins on the back of his hands were stretched high.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward and pulled open a corner of Xie Yu's shirt.

His body was covered with bloodstains, as if someone had whipped him with something like a whip, and there were several wounds left by sharp objects. His hands were also tightly cuffed together.

Sister Nuan was holding a backpack in her hand, which she found nearby. The backpack contained whips, daggers, hemp ropes, handcuffs and the like, as well as several candles of different thicknesses.

After comparison, the hemp rope in the backpack was the same as the rope found in the warehouse.

The fat man stared at the bloody tools, his voice trembling with fear, "Did Xie Yu be tortured to death by ghosts?"

"No," Jiang Cheng stood up, "The scars on his body are very regular, and there are no twisted marks left by struggling. In other words, he was already unconscious when he was abused."

"I think he was scared to death first, and then he was dragged here and beaten by ghosts."

"Whip the corpse?"

Jiang Cheng nodded, "I think so."

"Brother, why don't you be so calm!" The fat man cried sadly, "If I hadn't been with you and reacted like this to you, I would have suspected that you did it?"

Jiang Cheng looked upright and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Although this kind of thing happens in our nightclub, it is based on your will and my will, and it is usually not so excessive."

Seeing that the topic was about to be diverted by Jiang Cheng again, Fan Li hurriedly stood up to stop it. He would chat for a while and then seize the time to look for clues.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng pointed to the shoes on Xie Yu's corpse and said, "These shoes are wrong, they are not the ones he wore before."

After Jiang Cheng's reminder, everyone turned their attention from Jiang Cheng's face to his shoes.

They were a pair of sneakers. They were very ordinary and a little shabby. They really didn't match Xie Yu's rather refined clerk's attire. Moreover, the shoes looked very bloated.

Fan Li took out the dagger from the backpack that Sister Nuan found, squatted on the floor, used the blade of the knife to untie the tight shoelaces one by one, and took off the shoes.

A scene that no one expected appeared.

There is actually a pair of shoes wrapped in the sneakers!

It was a pair of leather shoes that had been squeezed and deformed. Inside the shoes, Xie Yu's insteps were weirdly twisted, as if all the bones had been crushed and then forced into them.

Obviously, these are Xie Yu's own shoes.

"Are these the shoes of a boy in a family of four?" Chen Xiaomeng looked down at the pair of sneakers and wondered, "But the pair of sneakers we found in the shoe cabinet in the living room on the first floor."

Jiang Cheng knew what she couldn't figure out. Although the two pairs of sneakers looked similar in style, their sizes were very different. They didn't look like they were owned by the same person.

"Could it be that the pair of shoes in the shoe cabinet were the ones the boy wore when he was growing up? And these are the ones he wore when he grew up."

Jiang Cheng thought for a while and replied: "It's possible, but I think it's unlikely. We have searched the entire villa. Have any of you seen shoes of similar sizes?"

Everyone was silent. After a while, Sister Nuan said with a strange expression: "So you mean there are three men in this villa, a male owner, and his two sons."