"It's cold...... It's so cold......"

The voice repeated over and over again until it ...... I slowly opened my eyes.

The faint moonlight filtered through the fog and caught my eyes.

In front of me, a potholed asphalt road took on a crescent-shaped arc that stretched into the darkness in the distance.

On the left side of the road, there seemed to be an embankment, at least three or four meters above the ground, and because of the night fog, it was not very clear, but there was a sound of the tide rising and falling, and I began to suspect that I was beside a breakwater.

The street trees on both sides of the asphalt road are neatly metasequoia trees - the time of year is about spring or midsummer, because the straight branches of the metasequoia trees are full of greenery, and there is not a trace of yellow metasequoia needles on the asphalt road.

A street lamp with a slightly quaint style hit me from the right with a dim light.

On the ground, there were two long shadows.

"It's cold, I'm so cold......"

The chilling murmur came to my ears again.

A cold breath also wrapped my ears around again.

For some reason, my perspective began to detach from my body, and I felt my gaze keep rising until I saw myself—standing in the middle of the ochre-black asphalt road, and a woman dressed in white, hanging upside down from the fog......

The woman was head down and feet up, a bloodless white face, only a stone's throw away from my head, the woman's hair was knotted and dripping with water, some of which were on my shoulders, and the blackened water ** half of my body.

Her purple lips opened and closed slowly, repeating the word "so cold" in my ear.

But at this time, I slowly calmed down.

This eerie perspective reminds me.

I also remembered that this was not the first time I had such an experience.

Dreams, hallucinations, or hypnosis?

Actually, it's not very important, as long as I realize that everything in front of me is illusory and unreal, I have a way to get out of it.

As a spirit detective, more or less, you still need a little bit of real skills.

So, I began to "speak" in my mind.

"On May 3rd, the lowest temperature at night was only 9 degrees Celsius, and you were thrown into the water by the murderer again, so it's no wonder it's not cold." I thought about it for a moment, and then continued, "However, people who die of suffocation and shock are said to feel extreme cold before they die, and that is because the organs in the body cannot get oxygen supply and are rapidly failing, and I don't know whether it is true or not. ”

"Nope." There was a struggling expression on the woman's face, "Cold, I'm so cold." ”

A pair of hands that were deformed, festered, and abnormally white by the blisters slammed into my shoulders, and the woman also opened her eyes, and in the sockets were two white cloudy spheres, "I'm so cold!" I'm so cold—", she yelled, and puffs of foul-smelling liquid poured out of her mouth, hanging upside down, down her face and down her head, and dripping through her hair.

"Where does the soul come from, and where does it return."

As I said this, my perspective began to slowly sink, eventually reuniting with my body—as if the soul had returned to the body.

As I pronounced the words "Where to return", the woman's head began to burst with blood, and the blood gushed more and more, and in the blink of an eye, I was faced with a terrifying face painted with blinding red.

I looked at her fearlessly—and that was important, because what I was seeing before me could most likely hint at the cause of the woman's death.

Suddenly, as if something had been wrapped around my head and neck, the woman's hands left my shoulders and began to scratch at my neck.

"Save my daughter—"

The woman hissed, and her neck seemed to be sheathed, and her entire body was jerked towards the ground.

It all happened so suddenly, and I didn't react for a moment, but when the woman was jerked to the ground by something invisible, it occurred to me that I had forgotten to ask a crucial question.

"Who is your murderer!" I screamed, and at the same time, I hurriedly reached out to grab the woman, "Who is it?" Tell me, who is the murderer?! ”

"Uh-uh-uh......" The woman opened her mouth in vain, but it was difficult to speak intelligible, and the force of the pulldown was very strong, although I hugged the other party, but I was immediately pulled by the huge force and knelt heavily on the asphalt floor, and the woman in my arms was still sliding rapidly.

It was as if a black hole had been opened in the asphalt, and the woman's head was now deep in it, followed by her shoulders and chest, and it was very fast.

I could only hold on to her legs: "You say! Who is the murderer? Who is your daughter?! ”

I tried my best, but I couldn't prevent the other person from being pulled into the ground, and as I spoke, the force of the downward drag suddenly increased, and the woman instantly broke out of my arms, and in the blink of an eye, disappeared under the cold asphalt.

"Hey! Feed! ”

My hands groped and thrashed the ground where the woman had disappeared, but the asphalt that had just conjured up a black hole out of thin air had now regained its original physical properties, and no matter how much I tossed it, it would be useless.

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"Hey! Aggie! ”

"Mr. Ji—"

Two familiar voices suddenly sounded in my ears, and I suddenly opened my eyes and gasped for breath—

The faces of Cheng Cheng and Lao Dao appeared in his sight—they were normal faces, not those two bloody faces.

And I also found that I was still sitting in the passenger seat of Cheng Cheng's car.

The car stopped on the side of the road.

"Aggie, what happened just now?" Lao Dao looked anxious, "You suddenly screamed, and went to grab the steering wheel in Cheng Cheng's hand, after we tried our best to stop you, you unbuckled your seat belt, and opened the car door to jump out of the car!" You are crazy? The speed of the car just now was more than 100 yards, and if you jumped, you would definitely die or be disabled! ”

I stared at him fixedly for a few seconds, gasping for a moment, "And then?" ”

"Of course we stopped, and then we pressed you to your seat — do you know how hard you just put it? We two old policemen from armed police backgrounds can't hold you anymore. The old knife palpitated, "Fuck, you really scared Lao Tzu this time, what the hell is going on?" ”

I wiped my face and tried to steady my voice: "I'm hallucinating—or to put it another way, I'm evil." ”

"Are you evil?" The old knife was stunned, "You will also be evil?" ”

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, this time it's really big." I looked at Cheng Cheng, "Team Cheng, let's not go to your house first, let's go to another place." ”

"Where to go?" The sweat on Cheng Cheng's face was no less than mine, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and didn't ask anything, just got into the car immediately.

"I don't know the name of the place, but I can show you the way - old knife, don't ask me what's going on, it's a strange thing, and I can't explain it to you for a while."