Chapter 143: Ghosts

I don't know how long it took, Mu Zi slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in a completely unfamiliar room. The room was small, only six or seven square meters. There was a dim light bulb overhead, and there was no furniture in the room except for a simple wooden single bed with a matching bedside table.

Mu Zi remembered that the last person he saw before he fainted was Officer Zhao Xiaolin, but why did Officer Zhao stun her and why did he bring her to this place?

Slightly accustomed to the light in front of him, and feeling that his head was not so dizzy, Mu Zi lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed. She looked down for her shoes, but she didn't see them. Without slippers, Mu Zi had to step on the tiles barefoot. The cold feeling came from the soles of her feet, and she instantly sobered up.

She came to the door and tried to turn the doorknob, but it was locked from the outside and could not be opened. She slammed the door a few times, frowned and shouted out of the door, "Is there anyone?" Let me out, let me out! She shouted a few times, but no one outside responded to her.

Mu Zi felt that the situation was getting more and more wrong, and subconsciously touched his pocket. The inside of the pocket was empty, and the phone was missing. Her heart sank, and she realized that she had been put under house arrest.

She walked to the window, opened the curtains, and tried to open the window to call for help. But after pulling hard, she found that the lock of the window had been broken, and she was stuck by something, and she couldn't open it at all.

It was pitch black outside the window, and you could see the buildings in the distance lit with sporadic lights. Muzi didn't know what time it was, she was scared and tired, and she didn't know what the people who locked her up wanted. Could it be that she has been feeling that someone is watching her lately, and that it was the same person who had been on her a few hours earlier? Was that person the one who left her an anonymous note? Is it the murderer who killed Ling Xiang and framed her? Why did that person hate her so much? Why lock her up instead of killing her?

While Mu Zi was thinking wildly, a voice suddenly came from outside the door. A man and a woman, the two of them were talking and laughing, but they couldn't hear what they were saying through the door.

Mu Zi lay on the side of the door, listening carefully to the movement outside. The woman's voice was somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Footsteps approached her room. Half a minute later, the door lock was opened, Mu Zi was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and a man in sloppy clothes quickly jumped into the house and closed the door casually.

"Who are you?" Mu Zi looked at the man with a lewd face in horror, and he could smell the unpleasant smell on the other party from a distance of two or three meters.

"Little sister, why are you hiding so far away? Come and play with my brother. The man said and pounced on Muzi, smiling heavily, revealing a mouthful of scorched teeth.

"What are you going to do? Help me! Help me! Mu Zi shouted as he stepped back. Unfortunately, there was only such a large space in the room, and Mu Zi was quickly forced into a corner by the man.

"Don't come here, don't touch me!" Mu Zi tilted his head to one side, trying not to look at the man's hideous face. The man's rapid breathing hit her face and neck, mixed with the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, making her feel disgusting. She struggled to the death, but the man's strength was too great, and she was quickly defeated, carried by the man on the shoulder, and then slammed into the bed.

Mu Zi stared at the ceiling and felt a wave of dizziness. Before she could recover her senses, the man had already pressed heavily on her body and began to tear her clothes hard.

No matter how Muzi cried and begged for mercy, the man refused to let go of her. After pestering for a while, the man slapped Mu Zi hard and threatened her: "If you don't fucking shut up, Lao Tzu will kill you." ”

Mu Zi was completely frightened, biting his lip and not daring to make any more sound. Tears flowed down her cheeks, wetting her long, silky, scented hair and seeping into the pillow behind her. She closed her eyes tightly and silently prayed that it would all end sooner.

Time has never been longer, as if every second has been magnified infinitely. Mu Ziduo hoped that he could die quickly at this moment, without having to suffer all the humiliation, and no longer have to endure this thing that was more terrifying than death.

After the man left satisfied, Mu Zi sat on the bed like a doll that had lost its soul. She curled up in a ball with her knees folded, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Why is this happening? Who is going to torture me in such a cruel way? Mu Zi clutched her arm tightly, her sharp nails digging deep into her skin, but she didn't feel the slightest pain. Who's going to save me? Who's going to help me? I'm so scared, I want to go home, I want to ...... Mu Zi suddenly cried bitterly, and Xia Jinyu's warm smiling face loomed in her mind.

She couldn't get anyone she liked anymore, and all illusions were shattered when the man invaded her body just now. She looked at the blood stains on the sheets, and her heart was like a knife. From now on, I'm no longer in a position to say I like you, even though I haven't had time to tell you that I love you.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and you could see a faint blue sky and a hint of white clouds through the glass window. Xia Jinyu has already gone to school, right? I don't know if he will find that there is one less lonely, melancholy, cranky girl in the classroom of the second class of the third year. Will he be worried? Will you care? Will you be in a hurry? Will the police be called? Yes, he will.

Thinking of Xia Jinyu's anxious and anxious appearance, looking for her all over the world, Mu Zi's chest hurt so much that it was almost cracking. She shook her head vigorously, trying to drive the sunny boy out of her mind, but the more she did so, the clearer the figure became.

Just sit and wait, time crawling slowly like a snail.

The voice of the speaker sounded outside the door again, the voice that seemed to Mu Zi as if the death penalty had been announced. Sure enough, another man broke into the room. Mu Zi was too lazy to resist, too lazy to struggle. She lay quietly on her bed, waiting for another storm to strike. She watched as the man undressed in front of her, closing in on her.

Surrender, Muzi, this is your fate, you have no choice. Mu Zi's heart was like ashes, and he was powerless to save himself. However, a person's voice faintly sounded in my head: sometimes, people's hearts can be so strong that you can't imagine it. When you feel like you may not be able to hold on, it's nowhere near your limit.

This is what Officer Gu once said to her, whenever she wants to give up, she can always think of Officer Gu's encouragement to her.

Yes, I think I can keep going, I should try harder. Since I was a child, I have experienced so many difficult and difficult moments, I have survived, I still can't give up, I can't be led by the nose by fate.

Mu Zi felt that the strength of his body was returning little by little. She couldn't let the man in front of her get away with it, she had to do something for herself. When the man lunged at her, Muzi moved deftly out of the way, rolled over and got out of bed, grabbing a glass ashtray on the bedside table.

This man's body is not as strong as the previous one, and he doesn't look like a difficult person to deal with. Mu Zi has already made up his mind, this time, either you die or I die. Her gaze was resolute, her eyes were full of cold killing intent, as long as the other party dared to take a step closer to her, she would not be relentless.

"Little beauty, what are you doing here?" The man had a look of disdain on his face, as if he didn't believe that Mu Zi would attack him. However, he was wrong, because at this moment, he was not facing a weak girl, but a survivor who was determined to fight his way out.

The instinct to survive can bring out more power than a person can imagine. With the secretion of adrenaline, Muzi finally stopped being afraid and no longer flinching. She lifted the heavy glass ashtray high and smashed it frantically at the man's head. One after the other, there was a dull sound, as if she had smashed not a human head, but a ripe watermelon. It wasn't until the man's head broke and he stopped wailing, lying motionless on the bed, that Mu Zi's movements slowly stopped, and his hands hung weakly at his sides.

The first thing I feel is the exuberance of liberation, followed by exhaustion, nausea, and boredom......

Mu Zi slowed his breathing, trying to calm himself. She came to the door again, waiting for the time when she could escape from the sea of suffering. The next time, whoever opened the door, she would break out desperately, and if anyone stopped her, she would repeat the action with the ashtray in her hand.

It seemed like only a few minutes of waiting before footsteps and the sound of the door locking were heard outside the door.

The door opened a narrow slit, but no one entered, and the room was as quiet as water.

Who is it? Who, exactly, is outside the door? Muzi's heart suddenly beat faster. She plucked up the courage, opened the door, and bravely walked out of the bedroom to the living room outside.

In the center of the living room stood a girl her age. The girl had long hair and a shawl, wore a snow-white dress, and was emaciated, with a pointed chin and sunken eye sockets, and looked sickly.

Mu Zi felt that the girl in front of him was very familiar. After a few seconds of froze, she suddenly gasped, and at the same time, the ashtray in her hand fell heavily to the ground with a crisp loud sound. "No, it's not like this, it can't be like this......" Mu Zi shook his head as he retreated, as if he had seen the devil.

At this time, the girl showed a ghostly smile at Mu Zi and said to her in a gloomy tone, "Long time no see, Mu Zi." Are you alright? ”