"What are you waiting for, don't let me go..."

I breathed heavily, trying to ease the pain all over my body, and at this moment, I really had the heart to die.

Fortunately, under the effect of morphine, my whole body is regaining strength little by little, at least it won't hurt so much.

"Be honest with me."

The middle-aged police officer turned around and gave me another kick, this time.

Blood spilled from the corners of my mouth, and my chest heaved and fell silent.

Because this time, I'm going to let them know too.

What is meant by "self-inflicted." ”

"Xiao Li, you go out with me to have a look."

I stared intently at them, and as the terrifying song in my ears rang out, I got closer and closer to the interrogation room.

In his mouth, he also began to whisper silently.

"One..."

"Two..."

"Boss, I'm not lying, really."

"Let's run."

The young police detective, known as Xiao Li, was sweating profusely.

I knew he must have said hello to that monster.

"TM, why are you so unproductive."

The middle-aged police officer, with an angry face, turned his head to look at me, and I knew that he must have thought that I was playing tricks.

It's okay not to look back, turn your head again, and everyone can see it.

The young detective known as Xiao Li seems to be holding something on his shoulder.

The terrifying song also came to an abrupt end at this moment.

"Head... Boss, how do I feel my shoulders... On the shoulder, a little uncomfortable. ”

I smiled coldly at him and tilted my head away.

I thought to myself, this is all your own doing.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The middle-aged police officer shouted angrily.

This voice really scared me a lot.

When I turned my head again, I saw only that.

Xiao Li's face.

With a click, from top to bottom, it was like a 360-degree rotation and twisted.

Although I was mentally prepared, seeing this scene again reminded me of the terrible memories that happened in the mines.

"Damn,!"

The female police officer next to me fainted in fright and threw herself into my arms.

At this moment, I don't have anything to think about.

I thought to myself, this lesson is bad enough, they should be able to learn to respect me.

"Turn on the lights!"

To my surprise, the middle-aged police officer in front of me didn't panic too much, just shouted.

The remaining two young detectives, hearing the order.

Scrambled to the side of the wall, in the dim light, in the dim light of the flashlight.

Groping in horror, fumbling for the position of the chandelier switch.

I forcibly lifted my breath and shouted, "I can't open it." ”

"It's on..., everyone here has to die... Cough... Ahem"

A violent cough, accompanied by black blood in his throat, gushed out one after another.

After a while, the situation in front of me seemed to have become a stalemate.

Xiao Li's body.

"Plop" and fell to the ground.

In the dimness, there was only one figure left, less than half a meter high, as if hidden in the black mist, always keeping a distance from us.

At this moment, even I, who has been through a hundred battles.

I couldn't help but tremble.

I cleared my throat and reluctantly said, "This guy... Fear of water. ”

After speaking, I only saw the middle-aged detective, still maintaining the original vigilant posture, staring into the darkness.

The remaining two young detectives were huddled in the corner, shivering.

I didn't make fun of them.

Because I know that at this time, their psychological defenses must have almost collapsed.

Only in front of him, the middle-aged police officer who claimed to be a retired officer under the old chief is still struggling to support himself.

I looked at him, but he didn't believe my words, and raised his mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

For spitting, it has to be said.

I have a long experience and a strong interest, and I once accidentally spit out phlegm in other people's rice bowls.

However, I have never mentioned this kind of thing to anyone.

I saw this mouthful of sticky phlegm fall impartially on the strange figure in the dark.

"Shhhhh

I was even ready to meet her screams of terror, but this time.

The figure in the darkness was just a writhing body.

At this moment, it was like looking at me.

"TM, I'm afraid this phlegm is not too thick, and there is no moisture at all."

I thought to myself, opened my mouth and shouted: "Now this guy's target is me, what are you waiting for, hurry up two ducks and one duck." ”

"Run!"

I endured the sharp pain in my body and slammed to my feet.

In the darkness, that somewhat strange figure suddenly rushed out and threw itself into my arms.

The two detectives hiding in the corner, as if they saw hope, rushed out of the interrogation room.

It's just me, struggling desperately to get rid of the one in front of me, and I don't know what to call it.

The bondage of terrible creatures, the mind short-circuited instantly, that moment.

I nicknamed her "Demoralizer".

Because this guy doesn't have a head.

Always wearing, the bloodstained old-fashioned little dress with a European style.

The shoulders were bare and empty.

There are red blood stains, and I always like to hold an old gramophone in my hand, and the terrible ballads are also sent from here.

I thought to myself, I won't live long anyway.

Let's just die with her.

I don't know how she made other people's heads twist and turn in an instant.

The scenes in the mine are still in my mind, turning around.

I just remember that this little guy in front of me killed no less than 100 people in the mine.

Click.

When everyone's heads turned three hundred and sixty degrees in an instant, and they all turned to look at me, I will never forget this scene for the rest of my life.

Until the icy tea, splashing on my face.

I just regained some of my senses.

I didn't even have time to say hello to this little guy with a gramophone in his arms.

I was pulled by a huge force, and the fainting female police officer was attached to my chest.

Moisturized with tea.

The little one, like a puddle of mud, melted to the ground.

But I know that she will soon coalesce again, and next time, it will be even more terrifying.

I held in my arms, the frightened detective, who was placed in a wheelchair, and the interrogation room behind her was tightly locked.

The lights were on, but they were dim.

It's like the voltage is unstable.

I only saw all the police detectives, all of them with their heads down, maintaining their movements before they died.

Or lie on your desk or lean back in your chair.

But I don't look closely, I know.

Their faces, like the benevolent brother just now, may have turned into a terrifying spinning top.

"Boss... The door was locked out, and we couldn't get out. ”

Two young detectives, frightened voices.

Echoing in the long corridors, this moment.

Inadvertently, I found behind me.

The middle-aged police detective, who was pushing and supporting the wheelchair, couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and looked down at me from time to time, wanting to speak.

But I can't pull this stinky face down.

I know he's running out of ideas at the moment.

"Gollum... Grunt. ”

In the interrogation room, strange voices rang out again.