My House of Horrors

Chen Gong checked the sending date of all the texts, all after midnight, which is exactly what Wang Qi said, but it is also the most frightening place for Chen Gong.

How does a body built into a wall send a text message every night?

Psychic phenomenon? If it's really sneaky, how can a few of you diggers still be alive?

“Someone must have spoiled it.” Chen Gong has linked up all the clues, and he knows perfectly well: “The person who texted Wang Qi every day using the cell phone of the deceased is the murderer of his fiancée, and the real killer of the extermination five years ago. ”

“I think I already know who the killer is.” Chen Gong stood in the house with his phone: “Wang Qi was treated as crazy by the tenants in the apartment building, and the landlord expelled him every time he saw him. This is the only person I've seen tonight who doesn't live in the apartment building, but always shows up near the apartment, so he must be close to the apartment building. ”

“But the point is, when I disagreed between the price and the landlord, he told me that there was no place to stay for a few kilometers around here, which means that Wang Qi couldn't have stayed in another apartment or hotel. So much so that he usually has a good chance of hiding in this cabin. ”

“If he is the owner of the cabin, then everything can be explained. This poor man, who is looking for his missing wife every day, is actually the murderer who killed his fiancée himself! ”

I can't believe Chan Song actually talked to a murderer and tried to open up the other person's heart to communicate.

The throat knot rolled, and he was a little afraid now; “This lunatic must have been irritated by something, collecting the victim's clothes, texting himself with the victim's cell phone, and perhaps hiding a second personality in his body, taking over his body whenever he fell asleep. ”

The more I thought about it, Chen Gong slipped his phone and wanted to find out more: “His fingerprints should be kept on the Peach Red phone, which is evidence and must be kept. ”

He looked at the screen and didn't know if it was too nervous causing eyebrows or for other reasons. He actually saw the blur on the screen reflecting the figure of a girl who looked seventeen or eight years old and was wearing a bloodstained school uniform.

When he rubbed his eyes, he was about to take another closer look, and suddenly a cold appeared behind his neck, as if he had been touched by something. The stimulus in this instant made Chen Song suddenly turn his head!

The air in the cabin was like ice, looking behind me, Chen Song felt his heart was about to jump out.

Somehow the door was opened, silent, about two meters away from him, Wang Qi stared at the eyes filled with blood silk, slowly lifting the ax in his hand!

Time seemed to stop, and the two of them stood on both sides of the house, and nobody moved.

“Almost...” Wang Qi's voice was completely different from the previous one. It was a kind of repressive madness, like the beast was generally uncontrolled.

Chen Guo did not speak, he gripped the tool hammer, and a little gratitude was expressed for the ghost appearing on the screen. If Li Ghost hadn't appeared to remind him, perhaps Wang Qi would have cut him at this moment.

“What a shame.” Wang Qi took a step forward and Chen Guo immediately protected the hammer: “Take it easy, you see everything in the phone? ”

Chen Gong doesn't know what this lunatic is up to, he's on high alert.

“It's no big deal, actually.” Wang Qi's face swept away from fatigue, he was very excited, and at first judged by two people: “Since you entered the apartment building and my first conversation, I told you, my wife must have hidden in the apartment building. How about that? I'm not lying, am I? ”

He used an axe to provoke the clothes his fiancée had worn: "After all, I put her in the wall myself. ”

Speaking of Wang Qi's tone suddenly changed, his emotions fluctuated greatly, as if he thought of something painful, grabbing an axe and slashing it on the dress: “I'm not wrong, it's her, she has to leave, I just want to do my best to keep her. ”

Wang Qi stuck at the door with an ax and looked at the clothes that had been cut off on the ground: "I don't want to do this, you know? I don't want to do this either...”

Whatever Wang Qi said won't change the fact of his murder, so Chen Song didn't even take his words seriously.

Grasping the tool hammer, Chen Guo secretly put the victim's phone in his pocket and stared at the wooden house door. He was looking for an opportunity and was ready to escape.

“I'm a nasty guy, almost everyone around me says that, no, even if they don't, I feel it.” Wang Qi was not simply a psychopath. His spirit also had serious problems. Every time he spoke to himself, he seemed to walk into a strange circle and could not climb out.

When Wang Qi spoke, Chen Gong slowly adjusted his angle. He simulated three or four escape scenarios in his mind, such as distracting or luring each other closer, but because the cabin space was too small, these scenarios were extremely unlikely.

Wang Qi's voice got sharper and sharper, and his condition was very unstable.

The longer he stays, the more dangerous Chen Song feels. He decides not to wait any longer, and doesn't think about any messy solutions. His whole body is tight. When Wang Qi's emotions are about to get out of control and he waves his axe unconsciously, he slips his calf, like a shell, and hits Wang Qi proactively!

The rabbit hurries and slips the eagle. This should be the boldest decision Chen Song has ever made in his life in more than 20 years. He is crazier than a murderer when confronted with the real serial killer!

In the dark, Wang Qi's reaction slowed down and his heart beat. A few minutes ago, he had already targeted Wang Qi's head.

“Boom!”

Tool hammer smashed down hard, felt a little warmth on the wrist, Chen Song kicked to Wang Qi's stomach, snatched the door and ran away!

After rushing out of the cabin, Chen Song ran towards the forest. This time, he found the right direction, and the trees became thinner and wider. But the danger is still there, he can feel someone behind him in the woods, the shaking flashlight and the constant collision and breaking of branches are the best illustrations.

Not daring to stop for a moment, Chen Guo played his life in front of him, until when he saw the cement road near the village town, the sound behind him slowly disappeared.

“Those people should leave.” Along the cement road, Chen Gong ran another few hundred meters, suddenly sounded a siren in his ear, looked away, the end of the road lit a police light, several police cars roared.

“Saved!” He stood in the middle of the road like he had met a family member who had been separated for years: “I called the police! I caught the killer in the extermination five years ago! ”