Aoba Office

The phone rang, it was Ma Yibing.

I connected and walked out.

"Brother Qi, how are you?" Ma Yibing asked tremblingly.

"I've looked around every corner, but there's nothing there." I lied to Ma Yibing.

Ma Yibing breathed a sigh of relief.

When I arrived at the theater gate, I saw Ma Yibing leaning on Shakespeare, a little distracted. I walked over and patted his shoulder, which almost made him jump.

"Okay, don't make a fuss. It's just a coincidence, don't worry about it." I comforted.

Ma Yibing confirmed with me several times and felt a little relieved after receiving my assurance. He took me to the station, thank you very much.

After I said goodbye to Ma Yibing, I went to Qingye. This time I entered the office with a heavy heart, but there was no sense of fear.

After I sat on the sofa and narrated what happened in the theater, I asked: "That sentence I heard in my dream was said by an evil ghost, right? He killed Zhang Shanmei, and now he has killed another person. He is a An evil ghost like Xue Tao."

This makes me angry.

Even though Xue Tao is young, I can't feel any sympathy for him. And the evil spirit I met now was obviously an adult. He might have done some evil things before his death, and he still continued to kill people after his death.

"What should I do?" I asked in a low voice.

There was silence in the office. It was already dark, and the office was very dark without lights. The hazy moonlight outside the window was mostly blocked by cellophane.

I suddenly noticed a pair of legs appearing in front of the sofa opposite. They were wearing trousers and leather shoes, their legs were crossed, and a pair of white to transparent hands were placed on their knees. My heart was beating like a drum, and I was hesitating whether to raise my head when I saw the hand pointing at me with a finger. I was startled and didn't know why.

The hands and legs disappeared.

I quickly looked up and there was nothing on the sofa opposite.

"Me?" I murmured to myself, pointed at myself, then thought about it, and looked back behind me.

Behind him is a wall with landscape paintings hanging on it. I turned on the lighting of my mobile phone and searched the painting carefully, but found nothing. I turned behind the wall again. Next door is an office, with two desks against the wall and nothing useful. Looking to the back is the filing cabinet.

"Still a filing cabinet?"

I opened the filing cabinet and waited for a while, but I didn't get the next prompt.

I scratched my head, I really couldn't understand the hint of Qingye's finger just now.

"Are you really talking about me?" I said to myself unconfidently.

To be honest, after I met Aoba, I started to feel like I had super powers. Leaving aside the matter of possession, the few times I dreamed of strange things were obvious clues. Does Aoba want me to wait for the next clue to come to my door?

"Do you still have the red rope you used to tie Xue Tao?" I asked into the air.

This is a bit whimsical. Qingye's people must have a trick to making that trap. They can't just catch the ghost with a red rope.

"Can you give me the contact information of Master Xuan Qing?" I had no choice but to seek help from an expert.

Bang!

I was startled and turned around to see the office door being opened.

A strong yin energy emerged from the depths of the office and began to permeate the office.

I didn't dare to stay any longer and ran out of the office quickly without looking back. Before I could close the door, the door closed automatically.

Did I mention Master Xuan Qing? Or is there a time limit for access control here in Qingye? I looked at my phone and it was already past nine o'clock. Normally supernatural events happen at midnight or two or three in the morning, right?

I sighed and shuffled home.

When I was lying on the bed, I had extremely complicated emotions. I didn't know whether I should be looking forward to it, be afraid, or secrete adrenaline and fight that evil ghost. In my wild thoughts, I fell into a dream.

When I was conscious, I was standing in an empty corridor with the stairs in front of me. There was a whole wall of glass windows in the stairwell, but it seemed like a shoddy set, and it was completely dark. As soon as I lowered my head, I saw a lonely girl in front of the glass window at the corner of the stairs below. She had her back to me and seemed to be dressed up carefully, with a light-colored silk scarf tied around her neck.

The girl grabbed both ends of the scarf, wrapped it around her palms, round and round, then stretched out her hand suddenly and tightened the scarf.

I want to stop her, grit my teeth and fight against the dream.

The girl's hand gradually pulled away, and the silk scarf became tighter and narrower, leaving a red mark on the girl's neck, dividing her slender neck into two parts.

I still couldn't feel my body, so I could only watch, and heard the snapping sound of the silk being pulled. The voice gradually became louder. I heard a familiar "click", but it was slightly different from the sound I had heard before, as if it was experiencing slow playback.

The girl didn't stop and used a silk scarf to tie her neck into an hourglass shape.

There was blood soaked in the silk scarf.

collapse!

Boom!

Those slender hands were raised to both sides, and the silk scarf was completely pulled open into a straight line!

The girl's head was bounced up, bounced several times after landing, and then rolled down the stairs.

My fight came to an abrupt end.

The girl's headless body fell straight down, blood pouring out from the tightened neck and trickling down the steps.

I sighed feebly and waited a little numbly.

After a while, everything in front of me returned to the original moment.

I didn't give up and tried a second time, but it still ended with the girl falling to the ground.

Then came the third time.

Bang!

the fourth time.

Bang!

the fifth time.

collapse!

Boom!

My eyes were about to burst, but I saw the dark glass window light up, and a bright moon hanging in the sky, exactly at the position of the girl's missing head.

The scene was frozen for a moment, the girl's body slowly fell down, and I also saw the part of the glass window she blocked.

There is a reflection on the glass window. The silhouette shows a man sitting on the steps, taking his time to observe the tragic death of the girl.

I tried my best to lower my head to see the evil ghost, and suddenly I heard applause and an exclamation: "Perfect!"

Perfect NMB!

I woke up instantly because of my anger.

Its daybreak.

The dream is over.

But this matter is not over yet.

I got out of bed. Instead of going to Aoba today, I went to the drama school early in the morning and rushed to the murder scene.

The murder scene was no different from what I saw yesterday. I couldn't see the ghost of the girl.

Do you have to wait until night? I thought of the moon that replaced the girl's head.

At work that day, I pretended to be fine and went to the drama school after get off work.

It wasn't dark yet, so I could only find an empty classroom to sit and wait.

There were footsteps in the classroom.

I was startled and looked up warily, and saw the thin man and the fat man walking in.

Sorry, the system background crashed, so the update is late today.