At 8:30 p.m., the Phoenix community was lit up like beans.

As a high-end villa area in the Phoenix community, the durian garden has specially built an artificial lake, and most of the people living in the villa are not rich or expensive, but the residents in the villa area basically do not interact with each other, compared to the cherry garden, plum garden, bamboo garden, the neighborhood relationship between these ordinary residential areas is naturally much worse, they do not know each other, only in the middle of the night through the orange lights shot out of the villas, can realize that there are neighbors next door.

At the entrance of Villa No. 72, street lamps still dotted the empty sidewalk, and the idle moonlight cast into the silent villa, pulling out a long shadow.

The roof of the villa is intertwined with many pipelines, like the arteriovenous vessels of the human organs in the north and south, and the street lamps around it envelop No. 72 alone, to engulf it, and the firefly-like light is quickly covered by the darkness of the villa, and the darkness is like a gloomy big hand, which wants to hold everything tightly.

The light pillar of the flashlight swept over, and Wang Hao came to the vicinity of Villa No. 72 again with a rubber baton in his hand, he was a little vigilant and a little curious...... There are even some ...... Nervous, he couldn't tell what this feeling was, anyway, it felt weird.

Master can't patrol tonight, said that he would go out to play mahjong, let Wang Hao patrol by himself, before leaving, he told Wang Hao to pay more attention to the situation near Villa 72, and not let the bad guys take advantage of it, Wang Hao nodded vigorously, as if the death of the male owner of Villa 72 had something to do with his lack of diligence that night, thinking so, his eyes widened.

When passing by Villa No. 36, Wang Hao saw the light projected from the study on the second floor, and the curtains covered the windows, but he could see the shadow of the girl reflected on the curtains, she should obediently lie on the table and pouted and read? Wang Hao thought like that, and he was very happy in his heart.

But this happy mood did not last long, after coming to Villa 72, it almost disappeared, most of the nearby villas were lit up, I don't know if they were trying to avoid it or busy with socializing, no one has come back.

Wang Hao raised the flashlight and walked towards No. 72, the other hand clenched the baton to give himself courage, the vicinity of the villa was full of bright yellow cordons, the flashlight reflected back the beam dazzling, just the bright moon was hanging high, Wang Hao turned off the flashlight, and tiptoed around No. 72 a few laps.

He didn't know why he was cautious, as if he was the thief, it was an involuntary action of his mind, as if he was afraid of disturbing something in the villa.

Wang Hao observed that the walls around the villa were not high, not to mention adults, even an underage boy like him could easily climb over the wall, but when he thought of such a beautiful sound of the piano and could never hear it again, he felt a little lost in his heart.

At this time, he inadvertently glanced up at the second floor of the villa, the window where the melodious sound of the piano came from last night was tightly closed, the curtains were not drawn, and the starry sky cast a beautiful silhouette on the mirror-like window, but he seemed to see something black inside.

Wang Hao instantly felt that his scalp was numb, he took a closer look, there was nothing on the other side of the window, he suspected that he was dazzled just now, it was clear that there was a black shadow standing in the window, how could it be gone, could it be ...... It...... See yourself?

Wang Hao suddenly wanted to go in and see what was going on, he felt that he was simply crazy.

Three-step run-up, jump, grab the wall, roll, land, all in one go.

Wang Hao climbed into Villa No. 72.

He scratched the goosebumps on his arm, the autumn night was obviously not so cold, but after entering the seventy-second, it was like entering an ice cellar, the fallen leaves on the ground rolled with the wind and rolled up a small whirlwind and flew away, and the street lamp at the other end of the wall was dim and yellow, only the white moon overhead.

Wang Hao came to the door of the villa with a cat, and there was a seal of the Public Security Bureau on it, Wang Hao touched it lightly, and found that the seal on it was not pasted to death at all, I don't know if it was a mistake by the police, the seal and the anti-theft door were completely inseparable, he twisted the doorknob, and the door was not locked.

The villa was pitch black, and he couldn't see his five fingers, Wang Hao walked in a little nervously, and directly turned on the flashlight, and a dazzling beam of light shot on the closet facing the door, and a pair of eighteen-story hell demon diagrams with teeth and claws jumped in front of him, so frightened that Wang Hao almost threw away the flashlight.

Seeing that it was a mural, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and took a flashlight to look around, the house was quiet, and he couldn't help but feel colder.

No, it's not cold, Wang Hao feels that the coldness in this villa is more mixed with dampness, yes, it's the feeling of dampness.

There has not been a single rain in Kunchuan in the past few days, but the villa feels wet, as if it has been washed with water, there is a heavy moisture, in addition to the cold sweat on the forehead because of nervousness, Wang Hao is sure that in the villa, there are many invisible small water droplets around him.

A car drove past the roadway outside Villa No. 72, and the high beams swept through the windows of the villa from the bend of the road, reflected on the snow-white wall, and then disappeared, and the sound of the engine faded away, and the villa seemed to be darker than before.

Wang Hao held a flashlight and turned around in the villa, his fingers subconsciously scratched his thighs, feeling that there were mosquitoes biting and itchy, but there was no trace of mosquitoes after letting go of his hand, he smiled, thinking that he was just scaring himself.

So Wang Hao stepped on the stairs to the second floor again, and when he went upstairs, he deliberately stepped on it hard, making a knocking sound to go upstairs to give himself courage.

There is a long and narrow corridor on the second floor, the corridor is a window on one side and a room on the other, following his memory Wang Hao found the room where the man stayed last night, pushed the door open and went in, and instantly a strange smell came to his face, fishy, sour, like a rotten breath.

Wang Hao frowned, and sure enough, he found a piano in the middle of the room, and subconsciously raised the flashlight to shine at the window, it was empty, and there was no dark shadow.

He walked over there and took a look around carefully, making sure that it was not the shadow of the wardrobe or the piano reflected in the window, so he became even more suspicious, thinking that it could not be that kind of thing, right?

Looking out of the window, the poplars and willows in the courtyard fluttered in the wind, and the inky night shrouded the branches in them, blending into a dim mass, more like a hideous dryad, revealing weirdness.

Suddenly, Wang Hao felt a throbbing in his heart, as if he was choked by something, and even his breathing was a little unsmooth.

He stood firm on the windowsill, came to the piano, sat down on the small chair, turned off the flashlight and slowed down for a while, his fingertips quietly pressed the smooth and cold black and white keys, and the sound was very crisp.

He felt the chill grow heavier and heavier, and he stopped and rubbed his hands, only to find that he was shaking, and for some reason, he felt that there was a strange atmosphere in this room.

Wang Hao trembled uncontrollably, his teeth rang, he didn't dare to look back, he felt that behind him, in the window, there seemed to be that black shadow again, and the palpitating chill rushed straight to the door, and there was ice ballast pouring into his neck.

It was by no means the breath of a living person, and the rotten breath around him became thicker and thicker, as if a big mouth was about to devour him.

Please...... Leave me alone...... I'm never coming again......

Gradually, Wang Hao felt the air flowing, as if something behind him was touching his neck, and the feeling of fear that swelled in his heart became more and more serious, he didn't know what fear was before, but at this moment he could deeply feel the gradually expanding fear in his chest.

He had a desire to look back, but he flinched, if he turned back, he would definitely see something that he shouldn't see, he must not look at it, he must not look at it......

Wang Hao felt a chill in his back, goosebumps all over his body, and at the same time, a cold fear spread from his shoulders to his heels, and cold sweat was dripping on his security uniform.

At this moment, Wang Hao heard the movement of Titicaca coming from upstairs, like the sound of bones being broken, there was an attic above, and there were still things in the villa!

Wang Hao was about to go crazy, he didn't raise his head, he jumped up and kicked the chair under his buttocks, covered his head and jumped downstairs, he felt as if there were a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, viciously, like a wolf, he ran faster when he was afraid.

The moment he opened the door of the villa, Wang Hao found that there was a black shadow magnifying above his head, and when he subconsciously looked up, the black shadow fell to the ground with a bang, and dark red blood spilled out.