My House of Horrors

After Mennan's speech, neither Chen Gong nor Dr. Gao spoke for a long time.

Washing hair means washing away bad luck and dirt, dreaming that good things usually happen, but Mennan said the scene is completely out of touch with good things, it's a nightmare no matter what you think.

“Do you remember the face of the man you dreamed of and the environment you were in?” Mennan is most likely a special tourist with black cell phone tips, and every choice Chen Song makes now, every question asked, will affect the final reward.

“Looks like it's in the bathroom I rented and the location of the items is familiar, but I'm not sure.” Mennan lowered his head and his voice was even lower: “The person standing next to me couldn't see clearly, but I can be sure that he was getting closer to me. I've been having the same dream for the past few weeks, and every time I dream, the scene in the dream becomes clearer. That man's face, I'm seeing it more and more clearly. ”

“What does he look like? ”

“Soon, you'll see his face next time you dream!” Mennan pressed her head down and as she spoke, her eyes moved up, looking a little scary.

The young man was vague and did not offer anything of value.

Chen Gong continued to ask: “Can you say it in more detail, for example, did the person make any action or say anything during the washing of your hair? ”

“The content of the dream is almost identical.” The mumbling sound of Mennan shivered a little: “When I first had this dream three weeks ago, it wasn't scary. I don't know why I woke up in the bathroom in the middle of the night, where any of my thoughts stopped working and could only be done according to my physical instincts, or there was another power that dominated me. ”

“The initial dream was blurred, and I parked in front of the mirror, filling the sink with water, and then sticking my head in the water. ”

“When I bend over, I can see someone at the door upside down with my head down. ”

“At first he was a long way from me until I washed it, and he seemed a little closer to where I was. Well, just a little. ”

“After I had this dream, I had other dreams, so I didn't care at first. ”

“But what really scared me to imagine happened, and just the next day, I had this dream again! ”

“The exact same scene, coming to the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror, picking up the water, then bending over and sticking your head in the water. ”

“When my head touched the water, my eyes could see a man standing in the living room, and when I had finished washing, he came a little closer to me. ”

“The same dream keeps repeating, from the horrible nightmare I had in my dreams at the beginning to watching everything completely awake, my brain is functioning normally, my senses are becoming more sensitive in my dreams, and most importantly, the man who came in through the door, every time he dreamed, he was getting closer and closer to me! ”

“I don't know what this is, I'm scared to death in my dreams, but I can't wake up. ”

“As soon as I fell asleep, the dream continued, two and a half weeks ago the man in the dream entered the living room, a week ago the man appeared at the bathroom door, and just four days ago the man came to me! ”

“He stood right next to me, and as soon as I bent my head into the water, his body would tilt with me, that blurred face slowly approaching. ”

Just listening to Mennan, Chen Song felt a little embarrassed, let alone the young man himself who went through all this.

For three consecutive weeks, he had the same dream, and there was a man in the dream who couldn't see his face. No wonder he'd become like this.

“The night before, I had this dream again, and it was the last time I had that dream.” Mennan tried to lift his head, his eyes spinning rapidly in his orbit: “The man's face was so close that I almost had to see it clearly, but at this point he strangled me with his hands. Then I woke up and didn't dare fall asleep until now. ”

The situation in Mennan had reached a very bad point, where the man in the dream had his hands strangled his neck, and the dream continued to develop, not knowing what it would look like.

Things are more urgent than Dr. Gao said, no wonder Dr. Gao will come to Chen Gong, purely a dead horse as a living horse doctor, want to take a chance.

“I've been having this dream over and over, and the scenes are in the bathroom.” Chen Gong thought for a while and asked: "Is there a problem with the apartment building itself? I'll start with a possibility, don't be afraid, it's just my guess. ”

“Say it.”

“Is it possible that someone died in the room you rented and the body hasn't been found yet, so it's been dreaming for you, hoping you can help it call the police and give it back a clean one. ”

After Chen Gong finished, Mennan's face turned green and he breathed heavily into his lungs: “Is there a body hidden in the room I rented? Impossible. Absolutely impossible! ”

He was emotionally agitated, and if he hadn't been pressed against his shoulder by Dr. Gao, he'd probably be sick again.

The high doctor next to him also looked weird: “I went to his rental place, I checked everything inside and outside, nothing unusual. And a week ago, I took Mennan to my house, and he still had that dream, and he didn't stop because he wasn't in the apartment. ”

“When he first dreamed of seeing the man, the man stood at the door, so he said the man most likely came in from the outside. Our search cannot be limited to Mennan's own room, but should be expanded to search the entire apartment building.” Chen Gong made his point, because he was afraid of stimulating Mennan, and he didn't say the second half of the sentence. The ghost may have gotten caught up in him, but he can't sleep somewhere else to solve it.

“We're not cops, we don't have the right to search the whole apartment. Even so, the reasons for this search are very eloquent.” Dr. Gao doesn't know if it's the right decision to come to Chen Gong now: “Let's analyze this dream first, Mennan has been washing her hair in the dream, maybe we can find clues in the meaning of the shampoo itself. ”

Dr. Gao tried to persuade Chen Song, and Chen Song patiently listened to each other's analysis. Unfortunately, these things do not explain why Mennan kept having the same dream.

“I'm not sure right now. Why don't we go see Mennan's place tonight? Field surveys may yield entirely new gains.” Chen Gu Jing waited for two people to answer, his hand reached into the pocket and so far, the black phone has not reacted.