Chapter 57: Death in Horror

Although the lights were turned off, the light in the hallway was leaking through the crack in the door, and there was still a faint light in the room.

If you look closely, you can still see the scenery in the room.

Shi Yan heard the laughter and immediately struggled in horror.

Unfortunately, her limbs were fixed too tightly, and she couldn't move at all.

It was then that she felt her ankle being grabbed by a small, cold hand.

"Ah~" Shi Yan let out a terrible scream.

Struggling on the bed, the whole bed began to shake.

She felt it.

It felt like the little hand was touching her ankle all the way.

The great fear overwhelmed Shi Yan, and she felt stiff all over.

Now she was so frightened that she couldn't even scream.

It's a pity that it's so tightly fixed that she can't see her feet.

She couldn't see it, but she could hear and feel it.

A small, gentle footstep slowly walked forward at the end of the bed.

Every footstep seemed to step on her heart.

It made her panic terribly.

She tried to close her eyes, but found that she didn't even have the strength to close them.

Finally, a little girl with a pale face and a ball-combed hair appeared in her field of vision.

She felt familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"Hee-hee~"

The little girl laughed silently at her.

The two eyeballs in her black hole sockets, one to the left and the other to the right, looked funny, but even more weird and terrifying.

Because that's not a normal person's eyeball at all.

"Wan~Wan~" The little girl stared at her, keeping a smile on her face, and said word by word.

"Wanwan?"

Memories came up like a flood, and she remembered that the little girl brought back by Zhao Laosan was the little girl who was full of wind and rain in the city.

So she was particularly impressed.

"It's all Zhao Laosan, don't look for me, don't look for me, it's all Zhao Laosan's fault......" The huge fear made Shi Yan explode and roar loudly.

But the little girl did not speak again, but looked at her quietly.

The eyeballs in the eye sockets kept rolling "bones".

"Wan~Wan~"

The little girl looked at her and gently took another step forward.

Then the eyeball in her left eye socket suddenly "clicked" and fell.

Make a "da, da" sound on ......the ground.

The little girl lowered her head, and the eyeball in her right eye also fell, and it also said, "Da, da, grun......"

"Ah~" Shi Yan let out a frightened scream.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"What to do? No, no. ”

......

Shi Yan is crazy, completely crazy.

Incontinence, unlistening to the muttering of the mouth.

"Wanwan ......"

"Zhao Laosan......"

"Don't come to me......"

......

These are unintelligible words.

During the meal, she even poked her ear with chopsticks.

Because she always said that there was a sound of eyeballs falling on the ground.

In order to prevent her from hurting herself again, the prison had to tie her to the bed again and lock her in a single room.

On the third day, she died on the protective bed.

The eyes are wide open, and the eyeballs seem to be squeezing out of their sockets.

The boss, whose mouth was also open, seemed to be making a silent scream.

Tears soaked the sheets.

The face was mixed with sadness, horror, remorse, etc., and was full of weirdness.

She was scared to death.

This is how her sinful life came to an end.

......

On the bench by the river, Song Jingxing flipped through a confession in his hand.

This was recorded by Shi Yan after she was arrested.

This confession mentions Zhao Laosan, and they later tied up a child from a wealthy family.

A large sum of money was extorted.

When Zhao Laosan went out to withdraw money, he never came back.

And so lost contact.

Shi Yan guessed that Zhao Laosan must have swallowed the money alone and ran away.

As for the child, he was naturally sold to someone else by Shi Yan.

But that was more than a decade ago.

But it's not that there is no gain at all, at least I know that Zhao Laosan's name is Zhao Dajun, and he is a native of Zhaojiagou, Yingyou County, Jinzhou.

With Zhao Dajun's name, Song Jingxing quickly found his information on the public security network.

He is already on the national list of wanted persons.

But there is a big difference between the portrait hung on the Internet and the hand-painted by Song Jingxing.

No wonder I couldn't find it before.

Song Jingxing sent this information to Wang Mingbo.

Wanwan appeared silently in front of Song Jingxing.

Song Jingxing folded the confession in his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, then reached out and sat her on his lap.

Wanwan put diving goggles back on her head, which made her look more like an ordinary child.

Wanwan rubbed her head on Song Jingxing's chest, full of admiration.

Song Jingxing changed her direction and turned her back to herself.

Then he put his head to her ear and whispered, "Isn't the sunset beautiful?"

The setting sun shone on the river, and the river was dyed orange, and a gust of wind blew, sparkling waves.

The roaring waves crashed against the shore, and a few birds soared over the river......

Wanwan didn't answer Song Jingxing's words, because except for Xiao Yan, everything was black and white in her eyes.

But her dangling calves kicked back and forth, showing her good mood.

Song Jingxing was already 100% sure that Wanwan's intelligence was increasing.

More and more like a person.

No matter what you do or what you say, you have your own emotions.

Because the pet bar of the system actually has a similar function of warmth.

The longer I stay inside, the more human I feel, as if I am slowly fading away from the original weird trap.

Because of this, Song Jingxing rarely summons her recently, unless Xiao Yan is looking for her to play.

However, Song Jingxing did not recall her today.

Instead, he picked her up and turned to walk towards the crowd in the distance.

There are a lot of people on the riverside in the evening.

Running, dancing, playing, shopping......

The sidewalk along the river is long.

Wanwan looked at everything curiously.

Suddenly, a person with an anti-sugar gourd straw target in the distance fell into her sight.

Song Jingxing obviously felt her fear, and shrank into his arms.

Song Jingxing was a little surprised at first, and then a little abrupt.

So he hugged her in his arms, didn't let her look at it, and patted her on the back gently.

It seems that although it has become weird, the memories before her death still have a subtle impact on her, and of course, it may be that the system makes her more humane......

Song Jingxing didn't stop long, hugged her and walked forward quickly, and when he walked forward, he saw a group of children surrounding a clown 🤡 from a distance, and the clown rolled the balloons in his hand into various shapes.

It caused a burst of exclamation from the children, but the strange-looking clown was obviously not pleasing to the children, and they were afraid to move forward, not to mention the adults, and pulled their children away one by one.

The clown looked sad and began to cry, "I'm working hard, why don't you like me?"

"I've tried so hard to please you, why can't I please you?"

"Why?"

"Why?"

......

An eerie smile appeared on the clown's face.