The blue words were like a cold blade that pressed against my spine from behind me, sending chills down my spine.

Outside the window, another lightning bolt struck, and the snow-white light instantly illuminated the entire room. I could clearly see the look of fear on his pale blue face, like a ghost.

"Azure, this ...... It can't be, it's just a coincidence......" I stared at the blue eyes, and I could feel my voice trembling a little.

She shook her head and said to me, "I think it's just me superfluous." After all, the sudden appearance of a string of women's 38 yards of muddy footprints in the dark corridor made me a little confused. ”

I stood up, put my arm around her shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, we just estimated the size of the footprint with the naked eye, and without the tools, we can't really measure the exact shoe size of the footprint...... What's more, with me here, don't be afraid, there will be no ghosts in this world. ”

Azure looked at me and nodded slightly. Then walked out of the room with me.

Just then, we heard some noise coming from downstairs, first the sound of the living room door opening, then the sound of wind and rain drifting into the living room, followed by some noisy human voices and the sound of the door closing.

I looked at Azure and said to her, "There seems to be something down there, let's go see what's going on." ”

"Okay."

Instead of caring if the light of the candle would go out, and instead of continuing to look at the other rooms, we strode down the stairs.

Then the faint glow of the candles in the living room, I could clearly see a familiar figure among their people, probably the one who had just hurried through the door.

It's Zhang Yiming who is back! But I felt a faint sense of unease in my heart. Is it possible to come back so soon......

Li Hao and the others glanced back at me and Weilan who had just come down from upstairs, nodded and gestured, and then surrounded Zhang Yiming and eagerly asked about the situation.

Zhang Yiming, who had just run in the heavy rain, was already soaked, he stared at his wet hair, the clothes on his body were already wet and tightly attached to his body, and the water on the clothes flowed down and dripped on the floor, making a ticking sound.

"Yiming?! How did you come back so quickly? What about those cars? Why didn't you drive out to the police? Li Hao asked anxiously.

Zhang Yiming gasped for breath for a while, and finally recovered. It could be seen that he had exhausted all his strength in this thunderstormy night.

"All the cars out there, the tires were deliberately broken. I didn't find a car that worked! In other words......" he said, panting breathlessly.

"In other words, we're completely trapped in this villa." Qing Liu raised his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said slowly.

Listening to their words, everyone fell silent again.

There is no telephone signal, no power, no light, no vehicles, no mode of transportation to the outside world......

A group of us seemed to be trapped on a deserted island, surrounded by an endless sea. At this time, there was still a strong wind and torrential rain howling outside, and we had nowhere to go.

I looked at the silent crowd and said, "Don't be discouraged, everyone, this rainstorm shouldn't last long." We just need to stay with each other from now on and wait until dawn the next day. ”

Li Hao nodded, and first agreed to my suggestion: "Shao Feng is right, we can't easily leave each other's sight...... After all, the murderer who killed Hong Jialu at this time is likely to be hidden in a corner of this villa, waiting for an opportunity. We are still in a very precarious state. ”

Several others agreed at the same time. Only Wu Xi refused to speak on the side, as if he was caught in something.

Li Hao turned to look at me and Weilan, and asked, "You were upstairs just now, did you make any new discoveries?" ”

After listening to his words, we seemed to have just reacted, we were all concerned about Zhang Yiming just now, and we almost forgot to tell them what we had just discovered.

Azure said to everyone, "We found a string of mud footprints that appeared to be a woman on the floor of the corridor on the second floor. The footprints are small, estimated to be 38 yards in size. From the footprints of the walking, it can be seen that this is the mark left on the ground by a person dragging muddy shoes......"

"Then, we followed the footsteps to a small room on the second floor, and found that the window of this house was open, and the footprints continued to the bottom of this window, and then disappeared."

As soon as Azure finished speaking, there was an inexplicable aura of fear at the scene. Li Hao and Zhang Yiming looked at each other uneasily; Qing Liu almost buried her face in the palm of her hand, and fell into deeper thought; Wu Xi's face turned even paler, and she opened her mouth as if she was about to say something, but she was taken back again.

It's as if we're in a world that didn't exist. There are only 6 of us in this world, this villa, and the endless night, thunderstorms and lightning outside, and the terrifying murderer is like a terrifying but invisible shadow that haunts everyone's minds.

Maybe at this time, he is hiding upstairs, observing the every move of our people downstairs.

We ended up waiting. Decided to hold out together until dawn and then go out in search of rescue.

Since it's only 2 o'clock in the morning. There were about four hours left before dawn. After experiencing this fright and rush, everyone gradually showed fatigue. No one wants to talk anymore, no one wants to drink anymore, and some of us have even started to lie on the couch and unconsciously doze.

I didn't sleep. I can't sleep.

I chose to sit alone on the couch in silence, quietly watching everyone else. There's something going on in my head.

Tonight, everything was like a wonderful play, whether it was the dark living room without light, or the pouring rain outside the house and the bursts of lightning that flashed through the sky from time to time, all became the perfect stage backdrop for this play. The characters who play are us and the murderer with strange traces.

And the plot of the whole drama seems to be firmly in the hands of the murderer alone, waiting for him to pull the rope and pull the string, waiting for him to control the dramatic effect of every turn, so as to achieve everything he wants to see.

I hate to admit it, but I think there should be no outsiders in the killer.