The skinny cop took one look at me and the fat cop and walked up slowly. Kicked a wooden door. Roll up a little dust. It's extraordinary. How could a good wooden door fall to the ground all at once? And. The house is not yet in disrepair. If it weren't for the murder of the owner and the whole family. What a thriving scene this room must be.

Even weirder things. It happens in the blink of an eye. We just wanted to go into the living room and take a look. I didn't think that there was a sound of rummaging through the cabinets in the bedroom where the wooden door fell off just now. It sounds like an object falling......

Out of police instinct, the two policemen raised their pistols and moved slowly towards the room where the sound came from. When the fat cop stepped on the wooden door and cautiously moved to the door of the strange room. Something unexpected happens. He screamed first. Grab and. I just heard a 'bang'. Then he heard the sound of the wall shattering. I feel that the situation is not good. Flew and pounced.

I looked at the whole room. Nothing. Or the decoration of the deceased before his death. I watched the fat cop raise his gun. Look at the muzzle point. It turned out to be a white pajama hanging from a hanger. A hat hangs from the pajamas. The fat cop must have thought he had seen a ghost. It's normal for him to have such a mentality. After all. Six innocent people died at the scene of the murder. Just like the fat cop said. This is not a horror house for people to play and find excitement. It's a formidable murderous house.

"It's just a pajama." I patted the fat cop on the shoulder and comforted. He breathed a sigh of relief. Wipe the cold sweat off your face. Step aside.

"Luckily. Say hello to the leaders and colleagues of the bureau today. Otherwise. Residents heard gunshots and called the police. It's time for them to go to the police again," the thin officer said in a small voice.

"It's me who is too reckless," the fat policeman blamed himself a little.

"This. I don't blame you. You were brave just now" The skinny officer complimented the fat cop.

"You're sure you're not scolding me." The fat cop was a little skeptical.

"Of course not"

"If. I was walking in front just now. I'm going to shoot too," the thin officer said slowly.

"I'm mainly used to being scolded by you. Listen to you praise me for my bravery. I really don't feel good in my heart."

"Huh. Later. The days of scolding you are ahead. ”

"Good. I'm waiting."

The three of us retreated from the door to the bedroom. It's time to enter the room. I don't care about the two treasures. Anyway. I've seen it go around the big room several times.

When I think about it. I found that Erbao was missing, and it seemed like it had been a long time. When it reappeared in my eyes. I saw it panic and retreat back from the living room balcony. But when it retreats to me. Two treasures. Still not feeling safe. The expression is still frightened.

"What's going on?" I asked Erbao.

"I felt a tremendous force pushing me back from the balcony to the living room. It was a pair of cold hands. But I couldn't see her. It's horrible."

Erbao's words were very clear in this dark night. The two officers could hear it clearly. They couldn't help but lean themselves against the wall. The thin policeman said very calmly:

"Can you get your friend to show up? Let's talk. And so on. We can't take it anymore."

"It's always been with us. It's just that you can't see it."

"Don't be so scary. Is it good?" the fat cop gritted his teeth at me.

"It doesn't matter. I went over to the balcony to see "actually." I'm cheering on the two cops.

"Are you scared?" The thin officer asked me with a blue face in the dark night.

"I'm afraid." I answered truthfully.

"Then you still bring us to this place of the hell." The fat cop counted me down.

"Did you bring me well," I tossed the words to the fat cop again.

"Cut" the fat policeman felt aggrieved. No more talking.

"I want to ask you a question. Because. It's a terrible feeling right now," said the skinny cop:

"Young. Why did you do this? It's not a feeding job.

"At the beginning. Feel like making money fast. You can also get a wife. I worshipped the master as a teacher in a daze. And then. To this day"

"Sounds childish. But realistically," the skinny officer laughed.

"Then me. Go over to the balcony and have a look."

"Good. We're right behind you."

I said as I walked from the center of the living room to the balcony. Just a few steps. A half-large vase on the bogu shelf in front of it fell suddenly. Just listen. It shattered under my feet with a 'click'. I broke out in a cold sweat. It's not that the reaction was fast just now. This vase smashed on the head. It's either dead or disabled.

I glanced down at the fragments of the vase. Just as I looked up, I saw a dark shadow floating on the balcony. Could it be that someone is playing tricks on me? I threw myself on the balcony. Two officers also chased after him.

The open-air balcony was empty. Behold. The fat cop is unusual. He held a gun. Scolding:

". If you weren't running fast. Lao Tzu will collapse you with one shot" Obviously. The fat cop also saw the dark shadow.

The fat policeman cursed as he stuck his head out of the open-air balcony. It's like looking for the dark shadow just now. I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good. The fat cop was fooled.

The fat policeman just stretched out his head. The body loses its center of gravity and falls like a balcony. Luckily, the skinny officer and I grabbed the fat cop's belt and trouser leg with quick hands. He was spared.

However. The danger is not over. Though. We grabbed the lower half of the fat cop. But he still maintained the position of the fall he had just made. Hanging upside down and head down in mid-air.

And that's not even the most terrifying. Because. The skinny officer and I both felt a pair of large, invisible hands fighting for us from below for the fat cop who was about to fall from the third floor.

Say it's late. That's fast. I free my hand. A series of spells were thrown. There was no strange movement below. With the help of Erbao, we dragged the fat cop back to the balcony.

Until. The fat cop is back on the balcony. He was only sober. The one just now was completely unconscious. This is the famous 'ghost hand'. If. You're in a haunted place. Especially at high altitudes. Be attracted to the attention of something fantastic. And. Also very curious. Looking around in the sky, he wanted to find something. It's easy to fall for the. It just takes your hand. And thou hast fallen from a great height, and thy flesh was stupefied. It must have been a terrible death.

Wait for the fat cop to sober up a little. The skinny officer realized the gravity of the situation. For the safety period. He proposed:

"Let's get out of here for now. It's too dangerous. Everything will be said in the morning."

The situation continues to deteriorate. The situation can change at any time. Unforeseen dangers are everywhere. I agree. We picked up the fat cop and prepared to leave.

Just walked to the center of the living room. And we heard it in the hallway outside the door. Hula la footsteps. It was as if a large group of people were rushing up. And. It's awful. It was as if those things were blocking the doorway.

"Big things are not good. This time. We can't get out. Just in case. We better stay in the room first."

The skinny officer nodded in agreement. We squatted down on the couch. And. I appeased Erbao and stayed by my side. Don't run around. Erbao is obedient. Honestly stay by my side and don't move. It's like a ghost. Nima. They were all scared and forgotten. Erbao is a ghost.

The three of us squatted there with bated breath. Not for a while. The noise outside subsided. Don't. They also lurked.

We'd better just avoid each other. Best. Well water does not interfere with river water. Otherwise to whom. None of it is beneficial. It took so long until dawn. Get out of this place of the hell quickly.

We're hiding behind the couch and just breathing a sigh of relief. And he heard. The security door at the entrance to the house. It was opened with a 'squeak'...... The hearts of the three of us couldn't help but raise our throats.

"Who's coming in?" I couldn't help but look up from behind the couch and into the door. Empty. Not even a ghost. It's so weird, who opened the door.

The question in my mind didn't stretch out. The sound of a woman's heels tapping came from the doorway like in my ears. The footsteps were unusually clear.

A woman walked in. Why can't even Mr. Yin and Yang, who opened my eyes a long time ago, see her? A series of question marks are unsolvable in my mind. This will see. Mr. Yin Yang is not a master anymore.

The footsteps are slow, like stepping on high heels. It's like a woman coming home from work. She walked through every room in the house. And then. Walk towards the living room where we are hiding.

Just when I thought I would meet her on a narrow road. The sound of the heels tapping disappeared out of thin air at the edge of the living room. After about half an hour, there was no movement.

At this time, the thin officer was already impatient. He gestured to me. Signal to leave. I was just about to react. A cold wind blew from the balcony. Just listen to the loud sound of 'clang'. The security door at the entrance to the house that was opened just now for no reason was closed.

"Damn it. I don't think we'll be able to leave tonight," the thin police officer, who had always been serious, burst into foul language. He's also being cornered by dirt.

I waved at him to calm his mind. And then. Waiting for an opportunity. Take advantage of the opportunity......

We were already squatting until our legs were numb. After all. Squatted for that long. Helpless. We had to do it all over the ground. Otherwise. Both legs had to be crippled.

We just squatted like that. As long as there is no unusual sound outside. It's proof that we're safe. Time runs out of seconds. We sat on the ground but did not dare to get up. For fear of accidents.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, I heard the sound of dripping water. Slowly, the dripping sound became louder and louder. It's getting bigger and bigger. I can feel it clearly. The water droplets were dripping down from the roof. Gradually, it dripped into us.

Suddenly. One drop onto the tip of my nose was foul-smelling and very viscous. This is not a drop of water at all. I twirled the tip of my nose with my fingers. Take a look at it. Surprise:

"It's blood"

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