The cold appeared in a small area.It was dark, and he was carrying his briefcase in the direction of his home.

There was no one on the road in the community, and only the TV voices and voices in the residential buildings made Nguyen Han feel some popularity.

The cold is panicked.

He was not a coward.But these days, I kept seeing ghosts wandering the streets, and I kept remembering what the leather-clad man said, and he couldn't stay calm.

He tried searching to see if there was a solution to a similar problem online.

This is probably a modern man’s disease.The first reaction to things is web search.

Internet searches did not help the cold.

With "Working partners are ghosts" as the key word, the result of the search is not a novel, or a film.

The only thing that came to the search was that I saw a lot of ghost stories.Many of these ghost stories are personal experiences of netizens – at least from the point of view of the publisher and the tone of the text.A lot of content clicks, comments, and retweets are basically zero, and it doesn’t look like content from some marketing companies.This makes Nguyen more confident in the authenticity of it.

He himself is the person who has encountered spiritual events, and has no doubt about the existence of spiritual beings in this world.

I don't know if the leather man's repeated emphasis has played a role.At this point, it seems that it is really as he said, the whole world is changing and getting worse.

The cold is not aware.

Reasonably, the root cause of this change may not be more ghosts, but the network has become developed.Just like more than a decade ago, in addition to some vicious cases that are very sensational in the country, many homicide cases are only spread on a small scale.Most people live in a peaceful world, not even knowing that thousands of miles away, there are countries where protracted wars are taking place.

The spread of information through the Internet makes it easy to get information, the world becomes smaller, and the original few examples become no longer alone, at least no longer unique.This gives people an illusion.

Nguyen told himself that the keywords searched online have changed from haunting to online communication and network sharing.

However, that fear still exists in the heart of the cold.

In the dead of night, this kind of worry is easier to rise and occupy all the hearts of Nguyen.

The cold accelerated his steps.

He walked as if he heard the laughter of a woman.

The woman's laughter came from behind, like a sound in the TV, very exaggerated, with a smell of performance.

The cold footsteps, and continue to move forward.

The next moment, he heard that laugh again.

This time the laughter came from above, as if the upstairs household was watching TV.

He stepped up a little and began to run.

The laughter came from one another, followed Nguyen Han, from all sides.

Nguyen’s breathing increased, and fear made his heart beat faster.

He went to the residential building where he lived.It only took a few minutes, but it seemed to run for more than an hour.

He opened the door with the key, went upstairs in one breath, and opened the door.

Hush!

The door is closed, and the dark room is very quiet.He held his breath in his eyes, only his own heartbeat.He breathed again, and there was more of his breathing in the room.

The cold turned on the light.

The interior lights up, and the light always dispels the fear.

Nguyen Han put his briefcase on the chair on the side, changed his shoes, and went to the kitchen to pour water.

Cold water poured into the throat and flowed into the stomach, making him feel strong.

Putting down the glass, he went back to the living room.

The living room has an old TV, which the landlord left behind.Attached is the cable TV fee that the landlord is required to pay.The TV is also connected to the broadband-attached set-top box.But these colds are not needed.

There was dust on the TV.As soon as the wind blows, the dust rises.

He froze, his body tightened.

The TV turned on automatically, and the woman’s laughter came out again.

What a chore. 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

Laughter overlaps, making the sound even more strange.

Nguyen Han's body was trembling, and he did not dare to go to the TV and watch the picture of the TV.

The screen of the TV stood out, and a hand stretched out from the TV.

The hand seemed to stab a membrane, tearing the TV out and letting the rest of the body follow.

This scene is like a scene in a horror movie.

But this scene is real in reality.

Nguyen closed his eyes and told himself that it was an illusion, and when he opened his eyes, he still saw the woman.He gave himself a slap and slapped himself, but he couldn’t wake himself up from the “nightmare.”

The cold is a little desperate.

The girl's face turned around and let Nguyen Han see clearly.

Fear is a little blocked.He recognized the woman’s identity.But after the brain reacts, the fear becomes stronger.

This woman is Nguyen’s ex-girlfriend.In fact, they are the ones who are known.Meeting and interacting only for more than three months, the other party got an opportunity to go abroad for training, and decisively chose to go abroad.The relationship between the two naturally broke down.Because it was introduced by relatives, Nguyen Han later heard that she had suffered a fire abroad.

The woman must be dead.

Now, the woman who must have died appeared in Nguyen Han's house and came out of his TV.

Nguyen Han remembered that the last time they were on a date, the two went to see a third-rate horror movie.The woman who came out of the TV was one of the scenes.

The woman had already landed on her feet and stood completely in Nguyen’s room.

She looked at the cold, opened her mouth, and showed a smile.

She saw the blood on her.

The blood is not like her own, but someone else.

The blood stained on the woman’s dress formed a human face.

He suddenly jumped on his face and suddenly guessed what.

“The last one... you are the last.Come on, come on... come on, come on, let me kill you!”The woman usually said, the face suddenly became thorny, rushed to the hagnan cold.

Nguyen Han retreated back, his back hit the wall, and it was already irreducible.

He is in despair.

The woman’s face almost pressed to his face.

A hand suddenly appeared on the woman’s head and grabbed the woman’s whole head.

The hand took the woman and turned her 180 degrees.

Nguyen Han only saw the back of the woman's head, followed by the head like an apple, was bombed by great force, and the juice was splashed.

Nguyen was sprayed with blood on his face, but those sticky liquids disappeared in an instant.The woman’s face disappeared too.He saw the man behind the woman.

It was the leather man.

“Hi AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaThe leather man drew his handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, and greeted Nguyen Han kindly.