Chen Shiming returned to his residence.

Frightened, he opened the door, turned on the light, and sat down, to his astonishment, to find himself covered in blood.

He was wearing a gray shirt, but it was already wet and covered in blood.

So much blood, certainly not his.

Listening to the woman's voice, it was full of energy, it didn't look like it was hurt, and it couldn't be hers.

Well, there is only the possibility of ......

In other words, the scream was the victim's, and she was the murderer.

She actually killed someone?!

After killing someone, he can still stand at the exit of the alley without panic and face him as a witness.

No, it should be said that she even risked her own life to intercept him driving an electric car.

After stopping him, when I talked to him, my tone was flat and there was no trace of panic.

Acting so calmly is obviously very abnormal.

Could it be that she is a murderous demon who has taken human life as a mustard?

If so, how can we explain the unusual calmness she shows?

However, he was reluctant to think much about it at this time.

Anyway, he has already fled, he doesn't know her, she doesn't know him, and he will never meet again.

He will not be an eyewitness, a testimony to a murderer.

After all, in the eyes of others, he is also a dead person, and he cannot reveal his identity.

He quickly took off his clothes and threw them all into the garbage basket.

I went to the bathroom again, turned on the shower, rubbed my body hard, and took a shower happily.

By the time he came out of the bathroom naked, his body had become very clean and free of any blood.

If it weren't for the bloody clothes in the garbage basket reminding him of what had just happened, he would have suspected that he had had a nightmare before.

No, there's one more thing that needs to be scrubbed.

His electric car.

Since he came back on an electric car, there must have been blood stains on the electric car as well.

Thinking of this, the heart that had already been put down couldn't help but be lifted again.

He simply put on his clothes, grabbed a spare flashlight, fetched a pot of water, took a wet towel, and walked to the electric car parking place downstairs for residents.

Illuminating the road with a flashlight, he quickly found his electric car.

There were indeed blood stains on the electric car.

And, quite a few.

He didn't think much about it, squatted down, and rubbed the electric car.

Fortunately, the blood stains are all new, and as long as you simply wipe them with a wet towel, they will be gone.

It didn't take long for him to wipe the blood off the electric car.

He carefully cleaned up the water trails on the ground under the electric car, diluted the blood stains on the ground with the water in the pot, and then continued to clean up.

There are no traces left on the ground except for water stains.

He threw the wet towel down the drain.

This time, he was completely relieved.

Just find a place to burn the clothes in the garbage basket, and he can rest easy.

He didn't kill people, and he wouldn't be any eyewitnesses, so he was still a person who didn't exist in this world, and the murder had nothing to do with him.

Continue to live your own ordinary life and live in obscurity as an ordinary person.

Life is still the same, business as usual.

With all this done, he was ready to go upstairs.

The drunkenness is gone, but the sleepiness is flooding.

He was going back to his rental house, closing the door and sleeping peacefully.

And just as he was about to go upstairs, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes looking at him behind him.

He couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

It's a feeling of no reason, yet so realistic.

He turned around and shone his flashlight behind him.

It's business as usual, and there's no one.

"Who is it?"

No one answered.

"Don't hide, come out!"

There was no movement.

Could it be that he had some kind of cranky thoughts and fears?

He shook his head, not letting any bad thoughts go into his mind.

Hurry upstairs and take the door.

He buried himself under the covers......

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……

Chen Shiming thought that after escaping from that ghost place, he would be safe.

Whatever happened in that alley, it had nothing to do with me.

He also continues to live incognito, not affecting the lives of others, nor allowing others to enter his life.

However, the truth is not as simple as he thinks......

A few days later, while he was eating at a small restaurant, a woman deliberately walked up to the table where he was sitting and sat down.

"A bowl of noodles like his." The woman pointed to the mutton stewed noodles in front of Chen Shiming and said to the waiter who greeted the guests.

Chen Shiming raised his head, looked at her, frowned slightly, but did not make a sound.

"Is this noodle delicious?" She looked at him and asked.

Chen Shiming did not answer, and continued to bury his head in eating noodles.

"Only the hungry ghost has such a good appetite, right?"

In fact, he just ate noodles casually, and did not eat too much, or showed that he was eating very deliciously.

Compared to others, the way he eats is no different.

From this, it can be seen that she is looking for something to say.

And he still ignored her and continued to eat.

"Aren't you good at talking to people? I'm taking the initiative to talk to you, how about you pay attention to people, right? ”

He said bluntly, "I don't know you. ”

As a man who lives incognito, he is careful in his dealings with people.

Not to go too far with people, not to get too close to people, this is his way of interpersonal relationships.

"You and I really don't know each other, but we have a relationship."

"When was it?"

"Not long ago."

He suddenly thought of something, looked at her with wide eyes, and immediately lost the mood to eat.

"We ...... Is it in ...... Where have you seen it? ”

She was also blunt, "In a small alley." ”

He was immediately convinced of what he had just thought.

Without hesitation, he took the money out of his pocket, pressed it under the bowl, and then stood up and walked out of the hotel without looking back.

Shortly after leaving the hotel, his mobile phone rang suddenly.

I took out my mobile phone and looked at it, and it turned out to be an unfamiliar mobile phone number.

He thought for a moment and pressed the answer button.

"Wait for me at your place, and I'll look for you after I've eaten the noodles."

It's a female voice.

The other party said goodbye and hung up the phone.

You don't have to think about it to know who is calling.

He couldn't help but feel creepy.

The other party knows his mobile phone number, knows where he lives, what else does he know?

Why did she know so much about him?

He has always hidden himself well, why is he being targeted by her, and she knows so much?

What went wrong?

No, he had to move out and disappear from here.

Who knows what else she knows about him? Leave it alone for now, and run away.

However, moving doesn't mean moving just like moving, and she'll be coming to him soon.

Since there is no way to dodge, it is better to face her directly.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, whether it's good or evil, let's talk about it after we meet.

Of course, knowing that she was coming, he couldn't be so stupid as not to prepare anything.

She was a murderer, and he had to hide a knife in his body......