Could it be that he was dazzled? Or was he mentally exhausted due to several days of overtime? Zhang Lin poked his head out suspiciously, looked left and right, a large area of black paint in the corridor, through the dim light refracted by the street lamp outside the window, faintly his keen eyes could still see something at night, besides, this was half of his home that he was familiar with, even if he couldn't see clearly, he could probably guess those fixed furnishings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info's brows were tightly pressed together, and his eyes were always vigilant, which was his occupational illness. I don't know if it's a delusion, he felt a cold current coming towards him behind him, and he shivered with cold. Zhang Lin didn't have the leisure to think about this, and the situation in front of him didn't allow him to think differently. Even if it's just to catch his breath, he has to be cautious.

Looking at the lonely corridor, Zhang Lin suddenly felt a little irritable, and all he saw was endless darkness, in this lonely and quiet night, it was inevitable that it would be sad. Zhang Lin looked worried, he was thinking, who opened the door just now? If it was someone he knew, this reason was a little too much. couldn't say a reason, Zhang Lin felt that this matter was full of suspicions. He really didn't want to stay there like this, he would rather spend his time looking up clues than standing there like he was now. Despite the suspicion on his face, he decided to abandon these unnecessary investigations. Shaking his head, he made himself sober, maybe as the section chief said, his body needs to take a long vacation. Even if he has to take a long break, he has to break the doubt that has been haunting him for a long time. Thinking of this, he casually called out: "Is anyone here?" In the empty corridor, there was only his ethereal echo, melodious and long, echoing in the depths of the corridor for a long time. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't see half a figure, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and seemed to be saying to himself: "It seems that I'm too nervous." He closed the door casually, and deliberately buttoned the door lock, all he wanted was to quietly flip through the information to find information. No one should bother him this time. He thought to himself. That's his character, he doesn't like to be disturbed when he works hard.

It was only after locking the door that the tense muscles in his face relaxed. He took several deep breaths to regain the frequency of his nervous heartbeat. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his arm, and Soli walked over to the table, and the moment one hand touched the material, the lights in the room went out. It was surprisingly dark all around, and the silence was terrifying! At this time, the heart rate, which had just been adjusted to be calm, increased again. It took a while for him to let his eyes adjust to the darkness in front of him. His expression was a little frustrated, and it seemed that tonight's efforts had been in vain. Thinking like this, he was a little annoyed. He couldn't see anything, and he had to let his hearing make decisions. There were even many thoughts in his head, gloomy, terrifying, murderous, those cases that he had been exposed to were flashing in his mind at this moment. He is not a timid person, but these lingering disgusting images really make him a little flustered.

He simply closed his eyes and tried to control his thoughts. He felt panicked in his heart, beads of sweat the size of beans stayed on his forehead, his face became gloomy, and there was an indescribable strangeness in his heart. It was as if something was blowing on the back of his neck, and it was cold behind him, making people shiver uncontrollably. He was frightened by this thought, and couldn't help laughing, this is a secret room, the door is tightly locked, and the window has never been opened, so how did this unnatural chill come from? Zhang Lin immediately opened his eyes, it was still dark in front of him, and the deathly silence made him feel very uncomfortable. His face changed immediately, and he heard that even though the doors and windows were locked, he did not dare to relax in the slightest. As a criminal policeman, he has to maintain a vigilant mentality at all times. At this moment, he felt as if his left hand had been lightly touched by something, even if it was a light touch between the vanishing, and with his keen reaction, he still noticed it. His hands and feet couldn't help but tremble a little, and he staggered back several steps, staring at his eyes just in a daze.

What is this? He couldn't help but be suspicious. Is it a human being? But the doors and windows here are locked tightly, and even flies can't get in, let alone a human being? If it's really a human being, then how did he get in? Could it be that he entered through the wall? Zhang Lin, wake up, this is reality, not a TV series, where did the technique of penetrating the wall come from. He endured the irritability that was about to go berserk, and said to himself secretly. There was an inexplicable commotion in the air, as if to encourage his manic heart to beat harder. Damn, he's a criminal policeman, and he shouldn't be a big deal about a power outage. Controlling his emotions, he couldn't help but curse a few words in a low voice. In the next second, he put away the panic and began to analyze it carefully. He has been here for so long, and he has never seen a power outage without notice in the bureau. There used to be times when there was a power outage, but it was always a notice before the power outage, so what happened today? He didn't receive any power outage notice. He swept around, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly felt an emptiness in his heart.

He stroked his chin with his hand and fell into deep thought. Or perhaps, it's late at night, and it's hard to say that the guards on duty are lazy and asleep. After silently comforting him in his heart, Zhang Lin was reluctant to investigate the power outage. He seemed to remember something, and relying on his memory, he walked to the table against the wall, opened the third drawer under the table, and fumbled inside. His heart hung so high that he couldn't touch the flashlight, and he began to panic. He clearly remembered putting it here, and just a few days ago, he deliberately changed the battery to a new one before putting it in the drawer. Why can't I find it now? Could I have misremembered? Zhang Lin was so anxious that he saw cold sweat on his head, and he subconsciously swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, barely calming himself down. He didn't care so much, he opened all the drawers and turned them upside down, but there was no trace of the flashlight. Damn, who took it and didn't tell him, tomorrow he has to ask who is so immoral, and he will definitely give this punch to that "thief".

Sighing helplessly, he sat on the ground. This feeling came again! There was a bone-chilling chill from the back of his neck. The first time it was said to be a coincidence, and now I feel this way again,

Some of them don't make sense. Tonight, he found it difficult, and somehow he felt that time passed very slowly. He felt his breath take a breath, almost like a year had passed. He didn't like to stay quietly like this, which wasted his time and delayed the progress of solving the case. Especially now, the inexplicable coolness hit his whole body, making him feel so uncomfortable.

Zhang Lin frowned, shrunk his face, and his body seemed to be extremely heavy. Is he going to fight back? He thought about fighting back, but the problem was that he had to figure out what was messing with him. Could it be those things? One question mark after another, surrounded his heart for a long time. If it was before, he didn't believe in those ghosts, until three years ago, when he saw with his own eyes, it was still his dead father, and he was deeply convinced of the ghosts. Thinking about it this way, it seems that this matter is a bit tricky, and it is not something he can handle. Thinking like this, a figure unconsciously appeared in his mind, and he should be able to do it. I just don't know if I can invite him? Thinking of this, he sighed helplessly.