It's too dangerous outside, one after another people are suddenly dying, even the actor and the criminal policeman, the two people who have nothing to do with this house have an accident, and the man can't bear this torture for a long time.

Finally, the poisoning of the criminal police allowed the man to find a reason to leave, and without explanation, without greeting, the man stood up and left. The door of the room where he stayed last night was still open, and he stepped into the room without hesitation, and then slammed the door behind him.

The sullen breath in his heart spat out his chest as the door closed, and the man collapsed on the carpet, his tense face finally relaxed.

The cigarette in his mouth had not yet been extinguished, and he suddenly remembered the cigarette he had given to the maid, would she smoke it? Do you want my cigarettes ready to do?

'It doesn't matter so much! It's good enough to save your own life! The man thought as he got up from the carpet and reluctantly walked to the edge of the bed, then gave up and sat down on a chair in the corner of the room.

The low chair made the man's legs twist unconsciously, and his eyes instantly glanced at the bottom of the bed, and there was a hint of fear in his expression. It turns out that this man is also afraid of the 'ghost' under the bed!

Sitting quietly, but the man's heart couldn't be as quiet as it seemed, he unconsciously wanted to listen to the movement outside, and the voice of Yurui next door was sharp and thin, and kept coming, as if he was complaining to Jasmyn, or he was angry with him.

I can't hear what I'm talking about.,Anyway, Yourui has always been like that.,This kind of woman is the most annoying.,I really don't know what Jasmyn likes about her?

They have been separated and put together for many years, and Jasmyn has always been eating and giving in life. Emotionally, I guess so.

Not thinking about the man and woman next door, in order to distract himself, the man decided to look for something like a secret passage in this room.

Although I stayed here every time I came to Villa Lucifer, I never checked it out properly. The man stood up and looked around the room at everything familiar.

There are no windows, and the only tables and chairs can't hide any hidden passages, so the confusion focuses on the air duct entrances under the bed and ceiling.

The man moved over the chair he was sitting on, trying to reach the ceiling to see if the lid of the air duct could be opened, but he was not tall enough to reach the roof with his hands stretched out from the chair.

"Damn, why did you build so high!!" The man cursed in a low voice, and turned back to continue looking for tools to step on.

There was only a bed, but how could he move it? "Alas!" Sighing, the man felt that his heart was more blocked. The slipper-wearing foot stepped off the chair and kicked the low stool to the ground. The look of annoyance could not be controlled.

Now, what if he gets under the bed, what if the killer hides in the air duct and seizes the opportunity to attack him? The air ducts are out of reach and cannot be checked. The only way to do this is to sit in the corner of the room and watch these two places that could be attacked, but when is it a head? Maybe the murderer won't come at all, waiting for him to starve to death.

The people outside may be accomplices, what if they lock themselves in the room? 'I had to find a way to climb inside the air ducts and find a way out!' The man thought that he could not sit still no matter what.

While he was thinking, a strange sound suddenly came from outside, and the man immediately approached the door and listened.

It was a human shout, vaguely indistinguishable from a man and a woman, and it should not have come from the living room or the adjacent room. Because he heard Yurui also scream a little at the sound, and then immediately fell silent, presumably Jasmyn covering her mouth.

The intonal roar continued, like the painful groans of the demons in hell, and the man had never heard such a terrible roar that his heart was pounding with it.

The fear in his heart gradually expanded, and he could no longer listen to it, and the man quickly left the door and hurried around the room, panicking so that he could not find a clue how to climb up the air duct? Do you use a table to pad your feet? Still no, that table simply can't bear the weight of an adult.

If it falls, it will attract the attention of its murderer. 'There's only a bed, I've got to find a way to move it to the center of the room!' ’

Having made up his mind, the man calmed his breath and exerted all his strength to pull the only single bed in the room. The damn carpet on the ground hindered his movements, and the man pulled at it impatiently. But the bed and furniture were so hard pressed against the carpet that they couldn't pull it at all.

Sitting on the ground, the man is going crazy, why is everything not going well here, if he goes out today, he will not come back after beating himself to death!

Looking up at the entrance of the air duct again, it was dark inside, and the more the man looked, the more he felt that he must be able to pass outside, and he couldn't control the three-seven-twenty-one, and the fear made the man unable to stay for a minute.

Getting up, he quickly moved over the table on the side, and regardless of whether he could bear the weight, the man climbed onto the table and jumped up hard, and the fingers of both hands only slipped off the lid of the air duct.

When his feet hit the small table, the table creaked like a shelf and tilted sharply, causing the man's heart to almost pop out of his throat.

Again! The man jumped up with all his strength this time, and thrust his fingernails into the gap between the square lid, and was suddenly scratched by the uneven metal edges. But luckily, he finally grabbed the metal lid.

Enduring the pain of ten fingers connecting his heart, the man grabbed the ceiling at the edge of the lid with one hand, and pulled the lid in his hand down with the other hand.

The lid rattled, and the man's heart felt like it was burning on a fire, and he really wanted to give up this act, but the thought of himself being starved to death here, and the thought of survival made him muster up the courage to continue to pour his strength into his arm.

I don't know how long it took, the edge of the corner of the metal lid finally came out of the frame, and the lid tilted to the side, which gave the man hope, and he moved his already sore arm even harder.

——

In fact, the metal lid can be easily opened with a little dexterity, without having to sweat as much as a man and still have little effect. The detective has already tried once, and this man is really not very smart!

'There it is, the place that clangs......

In the dark pipes, a shadow crawled like a snake. As he moved, the shadow thought about what had just happened.

He saw with his own eyes a maid walking towards the sea, where there was no road to the cliff, and she was dead! The other maid had a safe place to stay, and actually ran into the room, and happened to be discovered by him, so it's no wonder that he was ruthless!

Only under the bed in that room led to the underground passage, which led directly to the incinerator deep in the basement, where the entrance was, no one but him could know, this was the escape he had left for himself. It's really unexpected that it's actually used to kill people now.

Because no one uses the secret passage all year round, it has already become the home of small insects and mice, and the little insect crawled outside the exit because of his entry, and actually attracted the attention of the maid, and it took no effort to get it, and the shadow didn't even poke out of the secret passage with the upper body, and cut the maid's throat.

It's horrible! Shadow himself thinks so, but in his heart, it is himself who is afraid and others who are afraid, so Shadow enjoys this mood very much.

Little by little, the maid's blood penetrated into her skin, and Shadow felt that all the pores of her body were full of blood, clamoring to take back this dream house!

'No one wants to take it from me, these people don't want to think about it!!' I'm going to sacrifice their blood to the upcoming nightmare. When the time comes, all of them will be immersed in the nightmare I have created, no one will be able to escape, and I will no longer have to be at the mercy of anyone! ’

After killing the maid, Shadow cuts off her head and takes her away, and soon a new flame ignites in the incinerator. Shadow didn't need the head, he just wanted to create more fear for his nightmares.

The faceless maid was left alone under the bed, like an ostrich hiding its head for fear of being hunted down.

After dealing with the maid, the shadow looked at the time, and originally wanted to get out of the maid's room and continue to play his role, but now it seems impossible, and the detectives will soon be in the room.

These guys have noses as sharp as hounds, they are simply too cunning, and the shadow has almost fallen into the trap of the 'hound' just now, but fortunately he reacts quickly and prevaricates.

However, the shadow was still very happy at the thought of the hostess's desperate face, after all, she had already gotten rid of all the helpers she relied on to maintain the status quo, and now that she thought about it, the hostess had no other way to think of than to admit it. In this way, the hostess will take on most of the doubts for him, and he will be a perfect substitute.

"Huh...... Hehehe...... "The shadow couldn't help but let out a slight laugh in the pipe, and the nervous laughter came far and wide, all the way to the entrance of the pipe......

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The man was about to pull the lid off the air duct, he was exhausted, his injured hand was starting to go numb, and the pain was already making him sweat all over his body.

The man bit his lip stubbornly, he couldn't give up, he couldn't give up, whether he could get out alive or not was here, hoping that the pipe could go outside. The man prayed in his heart.

No one here can be trusted now, as long as he escapes, he will immediately call the police. If it weren't for the crime, he would even want to open all the valves here and let the sea swallow the damn house along with the people in it.

It's like the bloody jaws of giant sharks. The man imagined in his mind, and it gave him some comfort and regained his spirits.

Just as he continued to exert force, the man faintly heard what seemed to be some voice coming out—

"Huh...... Hehehe...... Hehehe......"

It's laughter! It was a horrible, hysterical laugh of a person. Although it was light, the man could still hear it, and the laughter was full of murderous intent, as if there would be corpses or blood flowing out of the pipe in the next second.

"Don't! Don't come here!! You devil!! ”

Unconsciously, the man blurted out, his hands trembling and his body trembling. Never before had he tried such a profound horror, the man's arms could no longer support his body, and he fell from the void to the ground, and the wooden low table was instantly torn apart under his body, and he could never return to its original appearance.

Shattered, sharp pieces of wood pierced the man's back, blood staining the carpet red in an instant. But the man had no time to care about the pain now, his eyes were getting wider and wider, and something was approaching in the black hole before him, like a snake crawling, like a demon about to crawl out of the prison of captivity.

"Don't come here!! Bastard!! I told you not to come!! The roar instantly expanded countless times, and in the deafening sound, a black shadow quickly rushed from the air duct to the man's chest, so fast that it was impossible to see what it looked like.