'Tick-answer, tick-answer......

In Song Qingxiao's mind, such a voice suddenly sounded.

The sound seemed to be the scene of the trial in the second mental hospital, and the sound of the countdown clock moving in her head was like a talisman.

It's also a bit like yesterday afternoon, in 17-4, before Miss Chu's body was found, the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom.

It may be the third watch in the middle of the night, in the dead of night, after she typed the mobile phone number belonging to Miss Chu, she had psychological hallucinations in a situation of nervousness, waiting and extreme quiet.

The more this is the case, the calmer Song Qingxiao's gaze becomes, and the mobile phone in his hand becomes colder and colder, and the chill carries a creepy and eerie feeling, which makes Song Qingxiao's arms and the back of his neck, goosebumps and hairs stand up in an instant.

"It turns out that the purple and red are all over the place, and they all seem to be paid with the broken wells and the decay~~ The sea vows and the mountain alliance is just a passing cloud~~"

While Song Qingxiao was waiting patiently, the mobile phone that had been silent for about seven or eight seconds suddenly came out of the earpiece, but an extremely slow, but complaining, tactful female tune came.

At this time, in the middle of the night, the lingering female voice also seemed a little sharp and harsh.

In addition, this mobile phone number belongs to the dead Miss Chu, which adds to the abnormal feeling of being a madman.

"--Mistaken lovesickness is entrusted, amorous is always ruthlessly mistaken - yaa, yaa, yaa

The voice was a female voice singing in a cappella voice, without a musical tune, like crying resentfully, through the mobile phone receiver, as if the voice lingered on her cheeks, slowly to her ears, singing the song.

Song Qingxiao felt the blood in her veins surging towards the top of her head, a small tremor appeared on her neck, and she subconsciously licked the corners of her mouth.

She remembered that yesterday afternoon, when the woman in the black dress in the property management office dialed Miss Chu's mobile phone at the signal of Captain Shen, the mobile phone ringtone that startled everyone present at the time was exactly the same as the female voice at this time.

This made Song Qing feel more and more strange about this matter.

When the woman made a phone call, because the ringtone was weird and creepy, she was quickly hung up by the woman at the property management office after two rings and no one answered.

After playing twice in a row, they were all 'babbling' singing, but Song Qingxiao vaguely remembered that the lyrics were not the two sections sung at this time.

If the sound is a mobile phone ringtone, why does the phone ring during a call?

And if this voice is not the ringtone of the mobile phone, then in the middle of the night, the mobile phone is placed in the evidence cabinet of the security hall, and the other relics of 'Miss Chu' are placed together, waiting for the family to receive it.

The people on duty in the guard department will not be so bored and do such a prank at this time.

Song Qingxiao was originally suspicious of Qin Heng's call to curse her, and she couldn't help but be a little apprehensive at this time.

The voice was sharp at first, and the more it was sung, the more it seemed to be lacking in qi, and when it came to the back, it was suspicious but absent, like a gossamer's murmur.

Song Qingxiao listened patiently and did not interrupt the voice.

After the singing of 'babbling' stopped, there was silence for a few seconds, when suddenly there was a protracted sound of 'boom-', as if something had been pushed away, followed by a 'boom' noise.

The sound was rather strange, as if someone had moved slowly before getting up from the 'bed'.

The environment over there seemed to be extremely quiet, and there was a faint echo from such a subtle sound.

But Miss Chu's mobile phone is in the guard hall, in the guard hall, where is it so quiet, so quiet that there is no noise, and it is empty?

The previous tune, which had come to an abrupt end, sounded again after an interval of two or three seconds.

The moment the hum sounded this time, it was different from the bleak and graceful voice before, but it was rough and dry, as if someone had taken an old saw and sawed the table legs.

An extremely cold breath came from the mobile phone, like a thin and long needle, stabbing into Song Qingxiao's mind, which shocked her on the spot, and her eyes went black.

As the snort lengthened, the phone was enveloped in a black gas that was hard to find with the naked eye, and the corpse stench, which had disappeared completely, reappeared on the tip of her nose.

The mobile phone couldn't withstand this extremely terrifying resentment, and the screen shattered with a 'click'.

The mobile phone that was on the call was disconnected at this moment, and the sound of 'beep, beep, beep' was rushed to disconnect.

Song Qing Xiaoleng might as well be hit by this resentment, his face turned pale, and the spiritual power in his body began to work unconsciously.

The cold intention broke through the attack of resentment, and the divine sense blocked this malice from the sea of knowledge, and the uncomfortable feeling was eased.

She glanced at her phone, which still showed the time of the call: 1 minute 04 seconds.

It was only such a short phone call, but it gave her the feeling that she had been struggling for dozens of minutes.

The glass screen of the mobile phone has been cracked into small pieces, and the mobile phone is a little cold, the power of cold and frost is different, and people will be shocked from the bottom of their hearts as soon as they touch it.

The female voice that hummed before still seemed to ring in her ears and mind, sending chills down her spine, and cold sweat trickling out of her pores.

Song Qingxiao exhaled several times in succession, this matter was strange, she couldn't help but palpitate, glanced at her phone, and couldn't help touching the dagger behind her waist, only to feel a little relieved.

She wiped her forehead and walked out of the break room, ready to go to No. 2 first.

This matter is strange, the 'dead' Miss Chu has 'come back to life', and No. 2 has been unable to find her soul for a long time.

Qin Heng's mobile phone signal seemed to be interfered with by some mysterious force, and Miss Chu's mobile phone, who was talking in the middle of the night, made a strange sound.

There is also the quiet and abnormal echo from the mobile phone, the huge and tenacious black fly, and the returning Qin Heng, when these things come together, they are like a tangled mess, which seems to make her vaguely touch a little, but she can't figure it out for a while.

No. 2 is quite good at the things of gods and ghosts, and this matter can't be ignored by him!

Whether it's a ghost, a ghost, or someone pretending to be a ghost, she's going to complete her mission and return to the real world!

Number Two is also a new trialist, and in a hurry to complete the mission, he should temporarily live in the rest room of the guard department, just like himself.

On the other side of the women's lounge was the men's lounge, and before she left, for some reason, she turned back and went into the bathroom.

In the past few hours, Song Qingxiao's ice that had frozen the fly should have melted, and the fly that was not dead was hitting the box, making a slow and rhythmic 'click, click' sound.

If it weren't for the fact that the box was quite heavy, and Song Qingxiao had realized that this fly was strange and pressed something on it, I'm afraid the box would have been knocked open long ago.

But even if it wasn't completely knocked open, the lid bounced up a little with each hit.

Song Qing opened the box, and the fly inside shook its head, flapping its wings and trying to fly.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but in just a few hours, the fly seems to be a little bigger than when she first caught it.

She frowned, but without thinking, she put the fly in her pocket again.

Out of the door of the lounge, she walked directly to the men's lounge opposite, at this time it was nearly three o'clock in the morning, the corridor of the guard hall was quiet, maybe she had made such a terrifying phone call before, this should be a place full of justice, but also revealed a bit of chilling feeling down the spine.

She went straight into the men's lounge, which had a similar layout to the women's lounge, and she saw the door to the lounge, and before she could push it, someone pulled it open.

Under the bright white light, No. 2's emaciated and indifferent face appeared in front of Song Qingxiao.