Fog Era

Shi Tiexin also watched Li Family Howe's video deeply.

On Li Family Hao, Shi Tiexin was greatly touched. Li Family Howe's paternal love to a child is the strongest stimulus for Shi Tiexin, an orphan.

At this moment, Shi Tiexin is no longer just for the task, but the heart of justice is stronger than ever.

What is justice?

Justice is-let good be rewarded for good, let evil be rewarded for evil.

Ma Zhaodong's evil should be judged, and Li Family Hao's good should be protected. This is the simplest justice.

In the last video, the thin Li Family Howe deeply said to the camera: "Persevere, persevere, for the sake of the child, I can do everything."

There is no next video. Now, because Li Family, Howe has died on the way to persist.

Shi Tiexin secretly said to Li Family in the video: "Don't worry, buddy, your child will grow up under the sun."

In the deep night, The old man’s wife, Cheng Long, and Shi Tiexin were talking over dinner, and this dilapidated hut also felt a little warm.

At the same time, in the Brandon Insurance Company building, Section Chief Henry of the Claims Division was still working overtime.

His main job content is to try his best to make the performance report of the claims class look more beautiful. For this reason, he has recently tried every means to send out a lot of unsophisticated people and hillbillies who are asking for money. In order to get dividends, promotion and salary increase, many of those methods are "the sword moves with side stroke".

But who cares about the life and death of those lonely old people? Henry is an expert who sees people making dishes.

At eleven o'clock in the night, Henry pulled his tie and walked out of the office. The matter has been dealt with, he plans to go to Bliss to help relax on the site.

But when he opened the door, he immediately stepped one stopped, because the corridor in front of him was dark.

"I’m really stingy, I didn’t even turn on the light. Hey! Hey——! Security——! Turn on the lights——!"

The voice echoed in the empty corridor , No one answered, only the echoes kept jumping, and gradually becoming weird in the jumping.

The more I listen, the more crippled.

Henry felt a little hairy, but he couldn't walk away, so he locked the door and walked forward into the deep darkness. The Claims Section is on the second floor, and you can leave the company just by turning down the stairs.

However, he soon felt something was wrong. The road gets more and more unfamiliar as it goes, and the office building that I am familiar with today feels like I'm lost.

Turning a bend, still bend, the dark road seems to extend endlessly.

An inexplicable yin wind blew around his neck, causing his hairs to stand.

"Damn it, it's a hell. Is there anyone? Security! Security!"

Henry yelled, but still didn't respond, but his own echo became more weird.

Generally speaking, the echo echoes once or twice at most, but Henry heard seven or eight echoes. What's more terrifying is that if you listen carefully to those echoes, the tone will be different every time. at first was just a simple echo, but later it became more and more weird.

It seems that those are not echoes, but some existence imitating his tone of voice, and the voice is deeply tainted with a malicious and vicious curse.

Henry was scared, and tried hard again: "No, it's all my own thinking. Lamp, lamp, I have to find a lamp-oh, there is it!"

He took out his phone and fiddled with it twice to turn on the phone's lighting. The small light of the mobile phone usually looks good, but today it is not bright enough, flickering and flickering, as if the battery is low.

"Where did I go?" Henry put up his phone and took a photo, trying to distinguish his position. But it is difficult for a small light to illuminate all around, as if the darkness of all around is not only a mere lack of light, but a rolling black mist or smoke.

Suddenly, something seemed to be shining on the edge of the dim light.

"Who! Who is there!" Henry became nervous and hurriedly took photos.

I didn't see anything.

But an inexplicable sense of tension swept over him, almost overwhelming his mind.

"Who! Who the hell is pranking, stop spoofing, turn on the light and laugh at me!" Henry waved the phone chaotically, the dim aperture flicked everywhere, searching around in vain . But the dense darkness was pressing every step, and there seemed to be some huge weird lurking in the shadow, sending out a terrifying breath.

Henry’s Sixth Sense violently sounded the alarm.

Danger!

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

Run away!

"Damn, damn, what the hell is it!" Henry turned around and ran, panicking. The corridors that were originally very simple, in this brief moment, are weirdly extending. Henry staggered, unable to figure out whether he was walking in a straight line or a curve.

Papa, the phone was thrown off by him and dropped there without knowing it. The thick darkness swarmed up and drowned Henry completely.

"Ahhh, go away, go away!"

Henry was almost crazy, crawling forward with his hands and feet together.

Suddenly, Henry saw a little light in the darkness.

He lifts the head and finally found a familiar place.

It's the office!

It's his claims office, and the lights are still on in the office! The light spilled out through the window, interpenetrating with the deep darkness, forming a complex chaos.

Henry's eyes suddenly burst with hope. No matter what, he just wants to leave the damn darkness now.

As if a brand new power surged in his body, Henry got up and flew like a fly on the office door, extending the hand to twist the doorknob.

It opens as soon as you twist it.

The moment he pushed the door, Henry felt something wrong again in a daze.

I just...have already locked the office door? Why is it opened as soon as it is twisted?

But the darkness behind him whizzed out, leaving him no time to think, so he could only hide in the door like escaping for his life. He shut the darkness out of the door and locked it tightly.

"Huh...huh..." Henry was sweating, gasping for breath, feeling panicked, and feeling lucky to escape from the dead.

"It's safe, it's safe, Ann—" Henry's eyes suddenly widened, because he found that the place he was in was not a familiar office, but a small house of about 20 square meters.

Shabby, shabby, with a bed, a hanger, and a computer. There is a thin silhouette in front of the computer crackling the keyboard.

In this cabin, the lights are simply not turned on, only the dim light on the computer screen makes everything pale and dark. Lines of code are flashing on the screen. Henry can’t understand, but Understand how that line of code can't be typed.

Why?

Because the person typing the code, his fingers have been completely twisted. My finger cannot press the correct key, how can I type the correct code?

Take a closer look with a little light, and the twisted silhouette is more than a finger? The whole body was bent, broken, and damaged everywhere.

This is simply not a living person!

The one who typed the code is clearly a corpse!

The corpse suddenly stopped moving, turned its head slowly, looked towards Henry, revealing an indescribable face.

The extreme panic instantly filled Henry's heart.

"aaahhhh————!!!"

Screaming.

It stopped abruptly.