Perfect Performance (2)
Chapter 82:Perfect Performance (2)
The phone rang and the horse called.
I connected and went outside.
“Qi Ge, how?”The horse asked tremblingly.
"I've seen it all over the corner, and nothing."I lied to the horse.
The horse shouted.
When I got to the gate of the theater, I saw that the horse relied on Shakespeare, and was a little unguarded.I patted him on the shoulder and almost jumped him.
“Okay, don’t be surprised.It's a coincidence, don't worry."I comforted.
The horse confirmed it to me several times, and it was a little comforted to get my assurance.He took me to the station, thank you.
After I said goodbye to the horse, I went to the green leaf.This time into the office, the heart is heavy, but there is no such fear.
I sat on the sofa and recounted what had happened in the theater, and asked, “The words I heard in my dream were spoken by a devil, wasn’t it?”He killed Shanmei, and now he kills someone again.He's a monster like Xue Tao."
This makes me angry.
Even if I was young, I couldn’t have any sympathy for him.And the evil ghost I am facing now is obviously an adult, and may have done something harmful before death, and still do not stop after death, and continue to kill people.
“What should I do?”I asked in a low voice.
There was silence in the office.It was already night, the office without lights was very dark, and the dim moonlight outside the window was covered by the wallpaper for most of the time.
I suddenly found a pair of legs in front of the sofa, wearing trouser leather shoes, legs overlapping, and a pair of white to transparent hands on the knees.My heart was beating like a drum, and I was hesitant to look up, and I saw the hand holding out a finger and pointing it at me.I'm scared, I don't know.
His hands and legs were gone.
I looked up and there was nothing on the couch.
“Me?”I muttered, pointed my finger at myself, thought, and looked back.
Behind it is a wall with landscape paintings on the wall.I opened the mobile phone lighting and carefully searched the painting, without any gain.I turned back to the wall.Next door is the office, the position against the wall is two desks, there is nothing useful.Looking back, it is the file cabinet.
“Or the file?”
I opened the filing cabinet and waited for a while, without waiting for the next tip.
I scratched my head, and I really couldn’t understand the hint of Ao Ye’s finger.
“Does that really mean me?”I don’t talk to myself with confidence.
To be honest, after I encountered the Aries thing, I began to have a little bit of superpowers.I don't mention the things that I have dreamed of strange things several times are obvious clues.Do you want me to wait for the next clue to send it to my own?
“Do you have any red ropes for your chorus?”I asked the air.
It’s a bit of a whim.The A green-leaf man who made that trap should be a trick, not a red rope to catch the ghost.
“Can you give me the contact information of the real man?”I have to find high people for help.
Hush!
I was shocked and turned around to see the door open.
A strong underenush came out of the firm and began to fill the office.
I did not dare to stay, and ran out of the office without waiting for me to close the door, and the door was automatically closed.
Did I mention the real man?Or is there a time limit for access?I looked at my phone and it was nine o’clock.The general spiritual event is 12 o'clock at midnight or two or three o'clock in the morning, right?
I sighed and dragged my feet home.
When I was lying in bed, I was in a complicated mood, I didn't know whether I should expect it, or I should be afraid, or I should secrete adrenaline and fight the evil ghost.In my mind, I fell into a dream.
When I was conscious, I stood in an empty hallway, in front of the stairs.There was a whole glass window on the stairwell, but it seemed to be a poor set, a dark one.As soon as I looked down, I saw a girl standing in front of the glass window on the corner of the stairs below.She turned her back on me, and it seemed to be well-dressed, with a light-colored silk scarf around her neck.
The girl grabbed both ends of the scarf, wrapped it around the palm of her hand, round and round, then slammed her hand and tightened her.
I wanted to stop her, to bite her teeth and fight dreams.
The girl's hand gradually opened out, the more the scarf tightened, the narrower it was, and a red mark was streaked on the girl's neck, dividing her slender neck into two sections.
I still can't feel my body, I can only watch, and I can hear the sound of the broken sound after being pulled.The sound gradually sounded.I heard a familiar “Kara” but it was a little different from the sound I had heard, as if I had experienced slow-down.
The girl did not stop, and she strangled her neck with a silk scarf into an hourglass.
There was blood soaked with scarves.
Crashed!
Goo!
The slender hands were raised to both sides, and the scarves were completely pulled apart and pulled into a straight line!
The girl's head was bounced, jumped several times after landing, and rolled down the stairs.
My protest has stopped.
The girl's headless body fell straight, and the blood poured out from the broken mouth of the neck, trickling down the steps.
I sighed powerlessly, a little waiting.
But for a long time, everything in front of me was restored to the initial moment.
I did not give up, made a second attempt, but still stopped with the girl.
Then the third time.
Hush!
The fourth.
Hush!
The fifth.
Crashed!
Goo!
I was devastated, but I saw the dark glass window lit up, and a bright moon hung in the air, just in the position of the girl's missing head.
The scene was fixed for a moment, the girl's body slowly fell down, and I also saw the part of the glass window she blocked.
There was a reflection on the glass window.Looking at the outline is a person sitting on the steps, so as to observe the girl's tragic death.
I tried to lower my head and look at the demon’s appearance, and suddenly heard applause and a sigh of praise: “Perfect!”
The perfect NMB!
I woke up in an instant because of my anger.
The dawn.
The dream is over.
But this is not over yet.
I turned over and got out of bed, not today, but went to the drama school in the morning and rushed to the scene of the murder.
There was no difference between the scene of the murder and what I saw yesterday, and I could not see the girl’s ghost.
Do you have to wait until night?I thought of that round of the moon that replaced the girl’s head.
On this day at work, I pretended to be like no one, and went to the drama school after work.
It was not dark, I could only find an empty classroom to sit and wait.
Footsteps in the classroom.
I looked up at a spirit, and I saw the thin and fat two coming in.
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