Half asleep and half awake at night, the sound of tapping and tapping sounded, and I, who had always slept lightly, seemed to be suppressed by something, unable to move my limbs and unable to open my eyelids. The pitch black of the hole, the drowsy head, it seems that all the senses except the ears have failed. The tapping sound was getting closer and closer, but I couldn't see what it was coming from, and my heart became agitated and terrified.

Suddenly, all the sounds stopped suddenly, and the heavy eyelids could finally be opened, and I found myself in a cold sweat, and my heart was beating violently.

My mouth was so dry that I got up and poured my tea, and I thought in a trance that it was just now...... Commonly known as the "ghost press"? I didn't believe in these strange powers, but the inexplicable nightmare made me feel irritated even when I was holding a hot cup of tea.

There was a light outside the window on the closed curtains, flickering and flickering, and after a while, I remembered that it might be the lights of the police car parked under the building. I walked to the window and opened some curtains to look down, and sure enough, it was.

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a gloomy spot, and his eyes narrowed.

When I stood downstairs wrapped in my coat and a cold wind blew in front of me, I was still wondering which of my tendons was wrong. I didn't sleep upstairs in the middle of the night, but ran outside to blow the cold wind. After looking around, it was pitch black, the treetops were shadows, and I was thinking of retreating, when I suddenly saw a black shadow flickering at the deflection of the perspective, and I fixed my gaze.

In the blink of an eye, he flashed into a certain floor, recognized it, and ran over with gritted teeth.

I quietly walked into the corridor, the elevator was rising, and I held my breath to see the orange-red number that kept flipping up, until it reached "11", expecting it to continue to climb, but it was clear that this building had only 11 floors.

Sure enough, I went to that floor!

I took a deep breath several times, reached out to press the elevator button, and immediately retracted when I thought of something, there was only one elevator on the floor, and I pressed it, which was equivalent to notifying the other party that someone was following. In a blink of an eye, I walked to the safe passage, pushed open the door and saw that there was a dim induction lamp inside, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, I finally didn't have to climb the stairs in the dark, otherwise I really wouldn't have the courage to climb the 11th floor.

But I didn't think that the lamp was only on the fifth floor, and there may be very few people climbing the stairs on the back floor, so no one notified the property to repair it if it broke. Suddenly he fell into the darkness, and suddenly felt that his surroundings became extremely silent, except for the sound of his own breathing, which was the sound of footsteps.

After climbing three more floors, I began to regret it, my breathing became heavy and my legs were sore. This is a severe test of my physical strength and courage, in fact, the higher I climb, the more timid I feel in my heart, gritting my teeth and continuing to go up. I don't know if it's a psychological factor.,The higher I feel, the darker the space.,Finally, count the floors and get there.。

Yuan opened his eyes, staring at the thick inky black, and could vaguely distinguish the safe passage door in front of him.

It's not so much regret as I am terrified, that originally ordinary door is like the mouth of a vicious beast in the dark, which may open at any time; It's like laughing at me, a nosy loner, who didn't even bring self-defense tools when he ran up.

Tell yourself to just walk up and take a look and go, trying to calm your breathing, but you can't control your heartbeat.

When I raised my leg again, my muscles stiffened slightly, and I counted my steps to the final step. When I arrived at the door, I found that the two closed doors were not closed tightly, and there was a hidden light coming in, and my heart moved slightly, and I slowly leaned towards the crack of the door and looked in.

There was a door that was ajar, and the light came through the room, and there was no one in sight, had it gone in or had it already left?

The elevator was on the same side of the security access door and I couldn't see it from my perspective. Press your hand on the door panel little by little, trying not to make a sound when the door opens. When I was able to drill in, I stepped in, leaned out half of my body, and quickly scanned the location of the elevator floor, and the orange and red "11" was clearly visible.

Not down yet! I was secretly frightened in my heart, and immediately wanted to shrink back, but suddenly my eyes were dark, and the hand holding on the door frame was buckled, and with a bang, my whole person was pulled out of the safe passage, and the next second, I hit the wall hard.

Before he could reflect the pain, a strong wind blew in his face. I don't know if it was the instinct of panic, but when the other party wanted to control my hand, I broke free with my backhand, and reacted quickly to raise my foot to kick the other party's leg. The shadow took a step back, and I took the opportunity to run. But he only ran two steps, and once again performed the fate just now, the person was dragged back and pressed into the wall, his hands were firmly controlled by a powerful big palm, and his body was even tightened by the other party's whole body.

The disparity in power is immediate.

The body was restrained, and the mouth was idle, and the mind moved, and the voice had already come out, but it was only a semitone, and it was covered by a big palm.

In the darkness, horror looked into the dark eyes.

He's a murderer!

This thought crossed my mind in a straight reflex arc, if it wasn't the murderer, why did he come to the scene of the crime in the middle of the night? Was he trying to destroy the evidence? But...... Could it be too late, nearly a day and a night have passed since the incident, and the evidence at the scene should have been collected by the police.

Ignoring this, it sounded like a gloomy voice was already asking, "What are you doing here?" I twisted my face, not able to shake off the shackles of his palm, but at least reminded him that I couldn't speak.

A cool smile overflowed from his mouth, and my heart trembled when I heard it, "If you are so bold, aren't you afraid that I am a murderer?" You know, once the traces are exposed, the best way is," he paused, his lips pressed to my ear, word by word: "Kill people and kill mouths." ”

It was like a call from hell, unable to control his body trembling as his voice fell.

He noticed it, and let go of the palm covering my mouth to pinch my chin instead, and said with a mocking voice: "Scared? Do you know now that it's too late? I gritted my teeth and couldn't help but roar: "Gao Cheng! Don't scare me here, you're not a murderer at all! ”

The space was silent for a second, and the dark shadow asked, "Oh? How so? ”

"Where did the murderer get so much nonsense?" Didn't you even notice me and start immediately?

He seemed to be in a bit of a mood, and in the shadows he spoke softly: "If you judge this only because I have the right to speak, then you are wrong. As soon as the words fell, the hand that had been pinching my chin suddenly caught my neck and tightened in an instant, and I immediately felt that it was difficult to breathe, and not only that, but his hand was still tightening, so that the only remaining air in my chest was also gone.

Suffocate!

Its mouth was open like a dying fish, thirsting for air, but nothing but pain. <