My House of Horrors

The dirt on the top of the chamber keeps falling off and this place feels unsafe and seems to collapse at any moment.

With no other gain, Chen Gong is ready to leave: “The door connecting the two worlds usually shows up for a minute at midnight. The uncontrolled door doesn't know if it still retains this characteristic. Next time I can come back with time stuck. ”

The police sealed off the secret room and did not discover the secret of the door, most likely because of staggered time. After all, the police are also human, who will be fine to run into the secret room at 12 pm.

Calling Xu Yin, Chen Gong climbed out of the secret room, closed the boards, and restored the closet.

Looking at the various handicrafts placed in the house, and thinking about the thick plush doll jacket in the secret room iron cage, Chen Song's mood is also a little complicated: “Despair is inherently a thing of nature, living is hard enough, why do these pointless things? ”

After checking the house again to make sure there was no harvest, Chen Gong flipped out of the bathroom window and closed the window without the glass.

“Having completed the Psychic Trial, returned the electric car, and checked the secret room of the Kang Long family, everything to do has been done, it is time to go back.” Chen Gong looked at the table below. It's 3: 00 in the morning, just at the deepest part of the night.

“Drive the spiritual car back before dawn. If you see a traffic cop after tomorrow, you'll be in trouble.” Keeping in mind Chen Song said on his black cell phone that it was best to go after twelve o'clock on a rainy night, he didn't want his car to be pulled over by the police the first time he went on the road.

Fan Chung's family lived on the top floor, and Chen Gong seemed to have trouble going upstairs and downstairs. He took out his cell phone to say hello to Brother Fan Chung and then left.

The phone just got through, and it rang just a second, and Fan Chung's voice came out over the phone.

“Brother, why did you smash my window? Didn't we just say we'd check it out? ”

“I've been looking around, no surveillance.” Chen Guo stood beside the building with his bag, and the rain was about to stop.

“No! What does this have to do with surveillance? ”

“I also wanted to solve the murders. The families of the victims wash their faces with tears every day. More importantly, if the murderer doesn't catch them, new victims will soon appear. Think about it. Aren't you afraid to live in fear? And if I smash a piece of glass, can I save even a few lives, compared to human life, is a piece of glass that's already broken important? ”

Chan Guo said Fan Chung had nothing to refute. He thought about it for a while and felt that it really made sense.

“By the way, before I broke the glass, I specifically hung up the phone. How did you know that?” Chen Gong is a very detail-conscious person and calm and discreet is why he has survived so many trial assignments.

“I've been watching you upstairs, and I'm going to call the police if something happens to you. ”

After Fan Chung said this on the phone, Chen Gong looked up to Fan Chung's family.

Opposite the building, the top floor leaned against a room on the left with a faint light. Fan Chung stood in the window. He held his phone and looked up at Chen Song. He also waved his hand at Chen Song.

“Boss Chen, I really admire you. I dare to go to the murder house alone at 2: 00 or 3: 00 in the morning. Amazing.” Fan Chung said for half a day, but there was no answer from Chen Song on the phone.

He stood on the roof and looked downstairs. Chen Gong's phone was in his ear. His body was like petrified. He stood still and looked up.

“Boss Chen? Talk to me?” Fan Zheng saw that Chen Song was unusual, and he panicked unexpectedly: “Don't scare me! Are you out of your mind? I told you never to go there! ”

“Don't talk to me yet.” Chen Song's voice came out on the phone, and I don't know if it's psychological. Fan Chung felt that Chen Song's voice seemed a little different.

“What's the matter? ”

“You hold this position. Don't move. Don't look back! ”

Fan Chung heard Chan sing speak in such a harsh tone for the first time, he hastily promised: “Okay, I won't look back. ”

His mouth couldn't turn back, but his heart couldn't help but look back. Fan Chung felt a chill gushing along his spine into his brain.

“Boss Chen, is there something behind me? ”

“It's okay, now you take the hand with the phone and reach back a little bit. ”

“Is that so? ”

“Yeah, back up, okay, that's the spot. Hold on, don't move. ”

Chan Gong stood downstairs, his eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes stared straight at Fan Chung's room.

The faint light came out of the house, Fan Chung stood in the window, grabbing his pajamas with one hand dead, and reaching behind his head with his phone. And not far from his cell phone, stood a girl in red.

Black hair dropped on the blood-red clothes, and the child's face was devoid of clear five officers, replacing it with several black holes.

She doesn't have eyes, nose, teeth, hands and feet covered in red, can't see age, height and appearance, everything seems unknown.

“Red...”

“What clothes? Boss Chan, what's going on? Don't try to scare me! I promise I won't tell you about the glass break! ”

“Don't talk to me yet! Let me talk to her.” Chen Gong simply sorted out his thoughts and suddenly appeared in Fan Chung's room. The girl in red was most likely Boo. Chen Gong presumed to have hidden in the deepest part of the game before.

“There must be a reason why all the children in the game are called Boo, and all the tragedies have happened to Boo.” Chen Guo picked up his phone and made his position clear first: “Don't be impulsive, you can tell me anything you need or want. ”

Fan Chung and the girl in red behind him didn't move in the bedroom as if time had stopped.

Discovering that the girl didn't mean to hurt Fan Chung, Chan continued: “I haven't experienced your pain, I dare not say I can fully understand you, but please give me a chance to help you, maybe we can sit together and talk. ”

Fan Chung's body was trembling. He listened to what Chen Gong said on his phone. He either felt mad or Chen Gong went mad: “Brother, who are you talking to? ”

Chen Gong ignored Fan Chung, and he didn't dare to stay alone with strangers in red without any protection, but Fan Chung did.

“I've seen a lot of kids like you, and maybe their experiences aren't worth mentioning compared to yours, but at least with my help, they've redirected their lives.” Chen Gong played the game of Xiaobu, he looked in his backpack, took out a very worn cell phone and summoned the ghost child out of the phone.

“See the kid next to me? There's a figure in that little game, and you should know his story, and I helped him fulfill his wishes, and I punished those who hurt him, and you can ask him that stuff. ”

Facts were in front of him, and the mobile ghost understood that when it came to the performance, he nodded his head and tried to show a happy smile, but it seemed because he hadn't smiled in a long time, and his smile was a little ugly.

Listen to Chen Gong on his phone, Fan Chung looks at the empty ground next to Chen Gong: “What do you mean? How come there's another one? How many people are in my room right now? ”

Chen Gong summoned the mobile ghost. The girl in red seemed to have seen a child before. She tilted her head to one side, thought about it for a while, and lifted her sleeve.

I couldn't see my hands, I could only see the blood red sleeves waving against the window a few times.

A moment later, Fan Chung's window began to bleed out, and the blood formed a few words - if you come to Lywan again, you will die...