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Truman glanced at Ye Bing silently. He didn't express much on his face and didn't say much: "What should we do next? Enter the murder scene to check?"

Shaking the chain on the door, Truman just tried it casually, but he didn't expect that the chain fell off with a slight pull.

"We're here anyway, let's go in and have a look. I've never been to these places." Ye Bing walked in front and pushed open the iron door. The toilet had been out of use for a long time. There was no smell inside, and everything was still intact. A scene from many years ago.

"The first corpse was found here." Ye Bing pointed to the toilet pit, where all the tiles had been dug out, leaving only a big black hole: "I heard others said that the deceased's head was exposed outside the pit. , had been suffocated, and the police couldn’t figure out how the victim was stuffed into the pit, and they spent a lot of effort digging out the body.”

Truman looked at the dark pit. It was pitch black inside, as if it was a tunnel leading to somewhere: "A living person was stuffed in here?"

He squatted next to the pit and did not notice Ye Bing approaching him quietly from behind. A pair of slender arms slowly stretched towards his back, as if preparing to push him down.

I, who had been hiding outside the door, saw this and had to stand up.

"Bang!" I kicked off the chain on the ground, pretending to be just entering here and preparing to search, and pushed open the door that was mostly closed by Ye Bing secretly.

Hearing the noise, Ye Bing immediately stopped. Truman also stood up and looked at the door very warily.

The phone screen gave off a faint light, reflecting on the black and white mask, and I entered the house without saying a word.

"Who are you?" Truman was stunned for a moment. At this time, the mask of the Good and Evil Shura covered my face, and he did not recognize me immediately.

I still didn't speak. I wasn't sure if this "Ye Bing" remembered my voice. I didn't want to reveal my identity so quickly.

I reached out and put the Underworld Show mobile phone to my ear, and made a gesture of making a call. This was the secret code that Truman and I had discussed before falling asleep. It was difficult for others to imitate. After all, I was the only one who could carry the Underworld Show with me. Mobile phone in dreams.

Seeing this action, Truman's eyes lit up and he understood instantly. He made a fist with his left hand and put it into the pocket of his white coat.

He's left-handed and this action was his response to me.

"Yes, he is one of our own and has not been replaced by Nightmare."

Truman and I breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, confirming each other's identities without the third party noticing.

"Who are you?" Ye Bing was the one who spoke: "Why do some weird guys appear in my dreams? Are you here to save me too? Why are you still wearing a mask?"

"You can call me anchor. I'm here to cooperate with the doctor in treating you." My voice was hoarse and low, and I deliberately changed my voice.

Ye Bing's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly: "No, you feel very familiar to me. Although you are wearing a mask, I always feel like I have seen you somewhere? Can you take off the mask?"

I didn't know whether "Ye Bing" was testing me, or whether he really felt familiar. I shook my head: "What are you doing here?"

Truman told me the ins and outs of the incident in detail. He fell into a dream early, quickly navigated Ye Bing's shallow dream, and found the entrance to the middle dream, where he found Ye Bing.

"You found it so easily?" I sneered. Even with the mask covering my face, I wasn't afraid of Ye Bing seeing him. "It means that as long as we find a way out, we can wake up Ye Bing, right?"

"Yes." Truman told me the method he had discussed with Ye Bing before, and I didn't refute it. Now is not the time to fall out with this fake Ye Bing. The best way is to find out her details and see. Can you get any useful clues out of her?

"Then have you discovered anything?" I asked, changing my voice.

"Not yet. You came just in time. You have expertise in the art. I leave it to you to solve puzzles and solve cases. I said Po Tian is just a doctor." Truman put his hands in his pockets and walked aside casually.

"You are quite modest." I walked to the pit and looked at the dark pit. What I was thinking about was Ye Bing's action just now. She seemed to be preparing to push Truman into the pit.

"Where will this hole lead? A hole with a corpse taken out should symbolize death in a dream. Does falling into the hole mean death?" Naturally, it is impossible to say these words in front of Ye Bing, I She silently thought in her heart: "If you think so, then Ye Bing did this just to kill Truman. She didn't do it directly, but used the trap in the dream to trap him. Could it be said that even nightmares can't kill people directly in dreams? ?"

The last time I had a dream, I encountered such a thing as killing people. Zichou suffered a collapse of consciousness and finally died in Huang Xue's dream.

"Did you see anything?" With outsiders present, Ye Bing restrained herself a lot. Her plan was disrupted, and she stood aside obediently.

I shook my head and said pretentiously: "Compared with other pit locations, we can see that this hole cannot fit a person in without using tools. Not to mention that the murderer is a child, even if the murderer is a habitual criminal, he cannot do it."

"Ye Bing, didn't you say that you witnessed the murder of that boy? Tell the anchor everything you know. He is a professional and will definitely help you solve the mystery." Truman stood at the door and cooperated with me tacitly.

Ye Bing didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he muttered: "The murder process I witnessed was another one."

"Another incident? A teacher was forced to jump off a building?"

"Yeah." Ye Bing knew that staying here would be a waste of time, so he decisively walked out: "I'll take you there."

Following Ye Bing, I looked at her familiar figure. Even her walking posture was exactly the same as in my memory.

What a perfect imitation! I sighed in my heart and followed her silently.

After coming out of the accommodation building, we returned to the rehabilitation area. Ye Bing walked at the front and introduced the situation at that time.

"The teacher who was forced to jump off the building was named Hu. That day he happened to ask me to come with him to clean up in the rehabilitation area. As soon as we entered a closed room on the second floor, Teacher Hu seemed to be a different person. He looked panicked and kept asking me questions. Let me help him see if there is anything crawling on his back." Ye Bing's voice was full of confusion: "I looked several times and there was nothing on Teacher Hu's back, just the wrinkles of his shirt were flattened, giving people a It feels like there’s something really lying there.”

"I was still young at that time. I was frightened by Teacher Hu's abnormal behavior and hid beside the bed. Then I saw him leaving the room like crazy and running towards the roof of the building as if he was being chased by invisible things. "

"After I regained my composure, I was a little curious, so I followed him to the roof of the rehabilitation area." Ye Bing's face slowly turned ugly, and he didn't know whether she was pretending or really recalling something: "Wait for me When I walked up to the top of the building, I happened to see Chen Jiuge coming down from the top of the building. His appearance was so terrifying that I can’t forget it to this day.”

Ye Bing paused for a moment before continuing: "The child sewed himself into the stuffed toy. He had a ferocious expression and his eyes were bloodshot. What's even more frightening is that the zipper on the back of the stuffed toy was unzipped. , he passed by me, and I saw with my peripheral vision that there were two bloody severed hands hidden in the boy’s doll! It looked like they had just been chopped off!”

"I'm sure I saw it right. I don't know where I got the courage to rush to the top of the building. I thought I would be safe if I found Teacher Hu, but what happened next was even more terrifying." Ye Bing walked in front. By this time, the three of us had reached the top of the building. She pointed to the edge of the building: "That's the location. I remember it very clearly. Teacher Hu was standing there at that time. He lowered his head and looked down. He didn't know what he saw. When I reached out to grab something, I accidentally dropped it."

"He saw something before he died?" I was a little surprised. In the hunchback boy's dream, all the killings were done by stuffed bears. I really don't know exactly how the killings were done: "It was at that location. ?"

I held up the underworld show mobile phone and stood on the edge of the rehabilitation area building, which was at most ten meters above the ground, not too high: "What did Teacher Hu see before he died?"

Just as I was thinking, Truman's voice suddenly came from behind me: "Be careful!"