Death, Everywhere (8)
Chapter 2049:Death, Everywhere (8)
I heard the music.
A song with some vague lyrics, strong music covering the lyrics, drumming like an enlarged heartbeat.
Soon, another song sounded, and the music that exploded before it coincided with it.The soothing piano song became the noise in that song.
After a few seconds, the sound was a little more.
I felt my brain get dizzy, and when my head went up, my voice stopped.
The scene in front of me lit up.
I see that I am now in an office building.The employees in the lattice each hold a mobile phone and look at each other.
I think this scene is familiar.The next second, I remembered that this was the company office of the pregnant woman Zheng Jia's husband.
The light in the corner of the eye can see where the man had just taken the door.
I suddenly shuddered and realized that the death of Hadnet and Lina’s plague had a similar effect.They are contagious and can spread quickly, resulting in a large number of deaths.
I don’t know why Hesstedt did this.
She was doing the soul deal.It should be a "business" that can achieve "balance of payments".
The land is gone, and the ghost king wants to rule the world.The ghosts have their own demands.
Hysters naturally stood opposite to them.The reason for this is something I hadn’t thought about before.
The spirit and the devil do not seem to need a reason.
But the confrontation method chosen by Hystert, I was confused when I thought less.
She killed so many people, it is possible to create more ghosts, people are afraid of the phone, mobile phones, in addition, what else can be gained?
This doesn’t seem to have much effect on the king.
I don't understand, let alone why Hyster suddenly appeared in front of me, and after crying strangely, and then engraved his mark on my hand to let me see these scenes.
Without waiting for me to continue to think, the people in the office reacted.
They no longer stand like plastic models.A woman took the lead and threw her hand on the phone on the table.She moved, and the others followed.
There was a bang, and several phones fell on the table.
I looked at their frightened expressions and realized that what was happening was missing a beginning.
The woman who moved first stepped back a few steps, hit the chair behind her, and sat on the ground ass.
Others did not care about her condition.
A man with a large back spit.That little voice was amplified in this quiet environment.
The man said, “You... have you also received...”
The woman sitting on the floor sobbed, her body shriveled.
The woman in the black sweater next to her tugged at the corner of her mouth, a weeping face, and some of the powerless trying to pull her from the ground.
"I got a call from my mother."The man in the down jacket stood in the corner of the office, raised his hand, and there was no expression on his face, but the voice was clear and calm, “My mother died last year.”You’ve all been to a funeral meeting... where the cerebral thrombosis went... and this year we’ve been to the grave.It is my mother's original mobile phone number, the mobile phone is at home, there is no electricity, there is no recharge, should be stopped.My dad wouldn’t move that.That voice is my mother's too."
"Ah!Don't say that!"The woman sitting on the ground screamed.
The man in the down jacket hung down, looked at the woman, only suspended his own narrative, and continued to open his mouth and asked the woman, “Who gave you a call?”
"I don't know!I don’t know!” the woman shouted.
“Enough!Don't argue.Don't argue first!"With a bang, a man in the middle of the office slapped the table.He gasped, did not care about the crying woman, looked at the people, and said, "This, it should not be a prank?"We’re not doing anything here, right?Not a joke, right?Everyone got a similar call.”
Some nod their heads, some cry.
The big back interjected: "Before Yin always ran out, isn't it?"
“Call me and ask the president.”
“Who hit?You come here?”
Everyone looked at the phone and no one spoke.
The down jacket raised his hand again and said, “Have you seen the news on the Internet?”Somewhere else, I forget.There are a lot of people there who see the soul of the returnee ... being held dream, I remember being dreamt.They were dreamt by the dead, and they were going to take their ashes to a place.A lot of people went, and a lot of people died."
“What are you talking about?”Someone interrupted the man’s speech.
“I’ve seen it online before.It’s not a ghost story, it should be true.I don't remember very clearly.Or check now...” He looked at the phone, shifted his gaze, and looked at the laptop.
“Then check it out.”There is an immediate connection.
The down jacket nodded, sat down at the desk, and picked up the mouse.
Just listen to the mouse lit two times, the sound is covered by the phone ringing.
The phone on the desktop lights up one after another, and the different phone ringtones gather indoors.
The woman sitting on the ground had been calmer.The woman in the black sweater held her shoulders, and the two snuggled, like the victims of the snow-capped mountains warming each other.
Hearing the ringing of the phone, the woman immediately threw away her companion and jumped from the ground.She grabbed the phone and pressed the power button.The fingernails are broken, and the finger joints are also hard to whiten.
Blood came out of the nails.
The phone was turned off, and the woman let go and knelt down again.
Others seemed to be reminded of her reaction, and they hurried to shut their phones.
The bells were gone, and the office was quiet again.
In the room, only the mouse and keyboard tapping sound remained.
I don't know how long it took, the down jacket cried, "I found it!"
Many people gathered around, stretched their necks, and gathered in front of the screen of the notebook to see the text on it.
My vision was still in place, and I saw a pile of people around the desk five meters away.Near now, there were two women sitting on the ground.There were also people sitting in their seats, not looking at the situation.
“They... are they all dead?”
“It is ghosts.Does that mean ghosts... ghosts are all on earth now?”
“Really fake?”Isn't that a story?“Art of performance?”
“It could be that kind of marketing number out of the network incident...”
The down jacket tapped the keyboard, and then clicked on something with the mouse, “There is news.”Water pollution ... is similar to what the person who posted it said.”
“It really is a ghost...”
“So, call...” One of them suddenly stood up straight, squeezed out of the crowd, rushed to his desk.She couldn’t wait to pick up the phone and press the power button.
“Chen Lei, what are you doing?” someone shouted at her behavior.
The woman named Chen Lei did not lift her head and stared at the mobile phone screen, "My mother... my mother called!"My mother...”
She choked up.
Because of this, everyone who wanted to stop before stopped.
Only the woman sitting on the ground whispered something.The black sweater seemed to hear the words clearly, look at the woman next to me, and look at Chen Lei.
Chen Lei's mobile phone has been turned on, she pressed on the screen a few times, put the phone into her ear, holding the breath, but how can not hold the face of the urgent expression.
I saw her open her mouth, and the words that came out were stuck in her throat.
The expectation of that face also turned into sluggishness.
The phone fell from Chen Lei’s hand.
After a loud noise, Chen Lei's body also fell to the ground, making a heavier sound.
The woman sitting on the ground screamed, “They’re going to kill us!”Come and kill us!He came to kill me!”
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