Nightmare Attack

"Human?" Chen Xiaomeng's eyes widened.

"That's right," Sister Nuan unconsciously tightened her collar with her hands and said with lingering fear, "sometimes they are more terrifying than ghosts."

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and the firelight illuminated half of the living room.

Fan Li sat in front of the fireplace with a gloomy face, adding a few firewood from time to time.

He knew the reason why Sister Nuan insisted on driving him out.

The ghost in this villa was killed by two men, so the targets of the ghost's revenge are also men.

The middle-aged man and Xie Yu who have died tragically are examples.

When he thought of this, Fan Li grabbed two more firewood with his thick palms and threw them into the fireplace.

The fire is getting stronger.

It seemed that only this could dispel the chill in his heart.

Judging from the current situation, what happened is generally clear. In other words, the mission is about to end, but by this time the ghost will become more and more crazy.

Something is bound to happen tonight.

The question is only who dies.

It was precisely because he thought about this clearly that he rejected Fatty's plan to sleep together.

The probability of him encountering a ghost alone is one in three, but if he gets together with the two of them, it's 100%.

A flash of fear quickly emerged in his eyes at the consequences of being targeted by ghosts. Ghosts rarely killed multiple people at once, but it was not impossible.

Besides, he has his own plans.

He was sure that if he stayed here, he could survive until dawn tomorrow.

His gaze gradually shifted to the fireplace.

According to the available evidence, the ghost was probably drowned before his death, and there was a blazing flame in front of him.

In the study, the fat man squatted in the darkness, not daring to breathe out.

Until he couldn't help it, he stretched his neck, moved closer to where Jiang Cheng was sitting, and asked in a very soft voice: "You said that if we hide here, the ghosts won't know, right?"

"have no idea."

The fat man was slightly relieved and said, "That's good."

"I said I don't know," Jiang Cheng leaned forward and said every word.

After getting along with Jiang Cheng for a long time, Fatty's mental endurance has become much stronger. This time, he only shivered for less than 5 seconds and was able to communicate like a normal person again.

"Seriously, brother," Fatty stared at Jiang Cheng and swallowed, "I think you are not an ordinary person. I was so scared when that ghost came out yesterday. You can still remember what shoes she was wearing. ”

"You're definitely not a model, you're a police officer, right?"

The more the fat man talked, the more reliable his guess became, and his face became excited.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "Do you think you can survive if I am a police officer, or do you think I can avoid killing us both if I take out the police officer's evidence?"

The fat man's newly ignited hope was extinguished again, and he rather gave up on himself and said: "So we are doomed, right?"

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to speak, Fatty waved his hand and interrupted him, saying with a grimace: "I guess you're going to say it's just me, not us, that's going to die, right?"

Jiang Cheng shut up angrily.

After a while, Jiang Cheng spoke again: "But Fatty, you don't have to be so pessimistic. Maybe there will be a turn for the better."

Just when the fat man raised his head and wanted to say something more, Jiang Cheng suddenly made a silence gesture at him, and the fat man immediately shut up.

1 minute

2 minutes

5 minutes

Until about 10 minutes passed, Fatty still didn't hear anything, and nothing appeared in the room.

He was highly nervous and his ears stood up.

Jiang Cheng stood up from his chair and quickly glanced in the direction of the desk. Fatty heard him muttering something about why there was no movement.

"Brother," Fatty's voice changed in shock, "You're not waiting for a ghost here, are you?"

"Stop talking," Jiang Cheng frowned and walked towards the door, "Wait here, I'll go out and take a look."

The fat man trotted up and followed him, "No, let's go together."

Jiang Cheng and Fatty came to the corridor, the lights above their heads were still on, giving off a half-dead light.

Jiang Cheng didn't hesitate and went directly to the master bedroom door and knocked gently.

A few seconds later, a vigilant female voice sounded, "Who?"

"It's me," Jiang Cheng replied, "Hao Shuai."

"What are you doing here?"

Jiang Cheng said seriously: "I think something has happened to Fan Li."

After hearing this, the door opened slightly, but it was only a crack. Sister Nuan who spoke only showed half of her eyes, "How do you know?"

Jiang Cheng quickly glanced at the end of the corridor next to the stairs, then turned back and said quickly: "Go in and say it's not safe here."

Sister Nuan looked at Jiang Cheng and Fatty a few more times through the crack in the door, and finally nodded, "Okay."

The door is open.

Sister Nuan is standing behind the door.

They didn't dare to turn on the lights, the room was dark.

After hearing Jiang Cheng say that something happened to Fan Li, Fatty's expression suddenly became nervous. He didn't know how Jiang Cheng came to this conclusion, but he strangely chose to believe him.

Jiang Cheng was the first to go in, and Fatty followed him.

But just as he was about to step through the door, Jiang Cheng's body suddenly paused, and he stopped at the door, which also caused the fat man following him to bump into him.

Before the fat man could ask what was wrong, Jiang Cheng quickly retreated into the corridor.

At the same time, he pressed the fat man's shoulders and pulled him back.

Sister Nuan had already opened the door for them, "Come in quickly, why are you waiting!" Sister Nuan urged.

She looked anxiously at the other side of the corridor from time to time, as if something would soon appear there.

"I forgot something very important in the room," Jiang Cheng suddenly said, "I'll go back and get it."

After saying that, without waiting for Sister Nuan to respond, he put one hand on the fat man's shoulder, and then the two turned around and walked quickly to the other side of the corridor.

The fat man didn't expect that Jiang Cheng, who looked thin, had such great strength. He was almost led by Jiang Cheng.

His whole brain was in a blank state.

But at this moment he wisely did not express any opinions until they came to the corner of the corridor and the stairs, and Jiang Cheng pulled him and hid quickly inside.

"What did you find?" The fat man asked panting.

He saw a few cold sweat dripping on Jiang Cheng's side face.

Jiang Cheng motioned him not to speak first, and then moved closer to the wall of the corridor, as if listening to something. After a few minutes, his face returned to normal.

"That Sister Nuan is not right," Jiang Cheng said in a low voice.

The fat on the fat man's face trembled, "What's wrong?"

"She was wearing a pair of slippers."

"Slippers?"

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng nodded, "I found it by accident when I walked in."

He continued, "We all know how dangerous this villa is. She may face the pursuit of evil spirits at any time. How could she take off her shoes and put on a pair of slippers that are inconvenient to move?"