Standing in the empty hall of the police station, I felt panic.

Where are all the police here, why are there not even people on duty?

"Is there anyone, is there anyone here?" Finally, I mustered up my courage and screamed.

However, I only heard an empty echo, but no one could answer me.

Is there really no one here? A huge police station, but empty? Are all those policemen dead?

Thinking of this, my heart tugged again.

Suddenly, I heard something behind me, like footsteps!

Could it be that the three-headed dog has come in again?

I freaked out and jerked around.

But when I turned around, I almost screamed.

Right at the gate of the police station, a dark figure stood there, motionless.

The door was opened again. The light from outside shone in from behind the door, and the fog drifted in with it.

In the dim light wrapped in the thick fog, I saw a familiar figure.

The man in black, the man in the black leather coat, actually appeared again!

Men in Black? How did he get here?

I was stunned, but immediately realized something and ran forward like crazy.

Behind him, the footsteps rang out.

It's over, the man in black still found me! Policemen, help me! He's a murderer, he's going to kill me!

However, although I am in the police station now, there is no police here, who can save me?

In this place, there probably won't be a third living person other than me and the man in black.

Since no one can save me, I'd better run first!

I ran desperately, not daring to look back, and the footsteps behind me did not stop.

Fear has taken over my whole heart. At this time, where do I still have any manly courage, and some, I only have a mood that is so simple that it is impossible to be simple-escape!

I ran into a dark aisle, and in front of me, a door appeared. The door is open.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I went through the door.

Once inside, I closed the door and leaned my back against the door, gasping for air. My heart is about to jump out of my throat!

The man in black, did he chase after him, would he suddenly rush in? What should I do if he rushes in?

At this time, I subconsciously touched my trouser pocket. This time, though, I didn't touch the ring, I touched the gun.

I pulled out my gun, but my hands were shaking.

Even though I had this weapon in my hand, I was really a little timid and nervous if I were to shoot at a living person.

However, in order to save my own life, I can only do this. This may be my first time killing someone, right?

I tightened my grip on my pistol, turned around, and pointed the muzzle at the door.

If that guy dares to break in, I'll give him a shot!

At that moment, I smelled another smell, a strong smell of smoke.

How can there be such a smell in this room?

I turned around, flashlight in one hand and gun in the other, and pointed it at the room.

This room was empty and dark. I didn't dare turn on the lights, I was afraid that it would be tantamount to reminding the man in black who was still outside: there was someone in this room.

In the light of the flashlight, all I could see was a rectangular table, and a few iron chairs.

Where, is this, a conference room?

At this moment, in a trance, I saw a faint light on the table, in the smoke that filled the air.

It was a faint light, and there was a puff of smoke swirling over it.

That light is the fire on the cigarette butt, bright and bright!

That's right, it's a cigarette, a cigarette in someone's mouth. The smoke ring, fluttering over the room, formed a layer like a white mist. That's where the smell of smoke came from.

In this room, two people suddenly appeared, and the light was also lit, which was a small dim chandelier that fell from the ceiling. The light was shining on the table, as well as on the two men sitting at opposite ends of the table.

The smoke ring came from the mouth of a man sitting outside the table with his back to me.

It's a cop, but it's a bald cop. On the top of his head, except for one or two hairs as thin as autumn leaves, there was only a large bare patch. The light, shining on the door of his lighted head, still shone with some kind of light. He had a cigarette in his mouth, and the smell of smoke came from the end of it.

However, I couldn't see the policeman's face, because he had his back to me, and I couldn't see his face at all, except for the occasional turn sideways, stretch out his arm, and flick the cigarette butt in his hand.

Sitting across from him, just inside the table, was another man. He lowered his head, his long, tousled hair falling and covering his entire face. This is not a policeman, because he is wearing a very ordinary clothes, and the clothes are a little shabby, which is more like a homeless man living on the street.

That's when the bald policeman spoke.

"What's your name?" The policeman's voice sounded a bit rude.

However, the homeless man with his head down, probably caught here for interrogation, still kept his head down and said nothing.

At this point, I finally understood.

It turned out that this room was the interrogation room of the police station. This bald policeman is interrogating the man who looks like a homeless man.

"What's your name, and why don't you answer my words? Are you deaf, or are you not going to listen to me at all? "The bald cop was annoyed.

However, the homeless man still did not speak, nor did he raise his head.

"Bastard, do you dare not answer Lao Tzu's question?" The bald policeman violently snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand and shouted, "Do you believe it or not, Lao Tzu can break your neck?" ”

I was startled, but the homeless man remained motionless as if nothing had happened, his head still hanging as if he were dead.

At this moment, the bald policeman was completely enraged.

He stood up and slammed his fist into the table.

What is he going to do? Please, you're not going to torture you, are you? Isn't that illegal?

However, the bald policeman didn't seem to care. Then he left his seat, rushed behind the homeless man, stretched out his strong arm, and put it on the homeless man's neck.

What is this cop going to do? No, do you want to strangle this poor fellow?

No, you can't do that! Stop it!

I wanted to scream, I wanted to stop the bald policeman who had fallen into a state of madness, but as if something was choking my throat, I just couldn't make a sound, and I could only watch as the policeman grabbed the homeless man with his arms.

This time, I finally got a clear look at what these two people looked like.

The homeless man, with a thin face and a scruffy beard, looked nothing special about him. However, at this time, he finally stopped being silent, but struggled desperately, his face was already flushed, and there was a sound in his throat, and even his tongue was sticking out.

And the bald policeman, he has a fierce face, his eyes are as wide as copper bells, and the green tendons on his head are bursting up, and he looks particularly hideous in the light.

Although the homeless man struggled desperately, it was only a moment before he was motionless, and his head drooped.

The bald policeman saw that he didn't move, so he let go of his hand.

What the? This guy, he really strangled that homeless man to death? In the interrogation room of this police station?

The police have killed people! Oh my God, he really killed someone!

I couldn't believe my eyes, but the homeless man was really dead, right in front of my eyes, strangled alive by the bald policeman!

Unexpectedly, the bald policeman just said - "Do you believe it or not, I can twist your neck off?" It wasn't a threatening word! He really broke that homeless man's neck!

Once again, I saw a bloody death scene, and once again, there was still nothing I could do but be a bystander.

Under the light, I finally saw the face of the murderer, that is, the bald policeman.

He has a face of horizontal flesh, especially on the right half of his face, and there is a clear scar!

Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he reached out and pointed in my direction, smiling hideously.

"Next, it's your turn!"

Yes? Did he see me? Oh my God, it's not an illusion, it's real!

I was so scared that I turned around and ran, rushing out the door!

At this point, I had long forgotten that it was just outside the hallway, but there was another person waiting for me. That person is the man in black!

However, at this point, I was only concerned with running for my life, and I didn't want to be the next victim of that bald cop.

I ran down the aisle, but I didn't get far when I stepped on something and slipped.

This fall, I didn't fall lightly, and when I got up, my whole body hurt, as if the whole person had fallen apart.

What the hell is it that knocked me down?

I picked it up, and when I saw it, I was so depressed.

That thing, it turned out to be a banana peel? It was this thing that almost crippled me.

I got so angry that I grabbed the banana peel and threw it away.

In the silent, empty and dark corridor, the sound of the banana peel falling to the ground was even particularly harsh.

However, after throwing the banana peel out, I regretted it again.

What if someone accidentally steps on this banana peel?

Even at this time, I did not lose my gentlemanly demeanor. So, I ran back to pick up the nasty banana peel and throw it in the trash so that it wouldn't hurt anyone again.

However, as I passed the door of the interrogation room, I slowed down.

I'm still a little scared, I'm afraid that the bald policeman will suddenly run out of it.

However, no one seemed to run out of the door, and no sound was made.

Could it be that what I just saw was my hallucination again?

As I was cautiously staring at the door of the interrogation room, I suddenly heard footsteps, the sound of leather shoes on the floor.

Click, click!

The voice, in this empty corridor, was particularly frightening.

Yes? I was stunned and turned my head, only to see the banana peel on the ground in front of me.

Where did the sound of footsteps come from?

At this time, I no longer have the gentlemanly demeanor I had just now. I even regretted it a little, why did I have to run back and pick up the banana peel?

It's empty, and who else but me will step on that banana peel?

No, it's not!

I suddenly realized that here, in addition to me, there are at least two big living people!

One, that is the bald policeman in the interrogation room, he, he may rush out of that room at any time!

However, the footsteps obviously did not come from the interrogation room, so it could not be his!

Then, there is only one other possibility, the footsteps, it is another person!

This person is the man in black!

Men in Black? Could it be that he also chased after him?

I stared at the banana peel on the ground in front of me, and I froze. It's more than ten meters away from me, and I only need to run a few more steps to pick it up.

But suddenly, in front, just behind the banana peel, in the thick fog, a black leather boot appeared!

The black leather boots, stretched out, stepped on the banana peel······