The sheriff commanded with his fingers outstretched:

"Take these children back to the police station, keep them alone, and do it!"

"Yes, sir!"

At the police station, Blake, Kaeya, and Gipper's parents all came in turn and took them away, while Lori sat alone at a white table, looking ahead in dismay.

"We'll keep in touch."

"Thanks, go home!"

After the rest of the people asked, Lori was left.

The sheriff asked his assistant outside the window:

"What's going on with this girl?"

"She didn't know anything, and the others didn't understand, they really didn't know why the boy died, and it was so horrible." The assistant replied:

"It seems to be okay now."

"It's okay, are you sure?" The sheriff questioned.

"You have to promise that these kids must know nothing, or I'll send you to Westin for the rest of your life."

The assistant was too frightened to speak, and the long-faced young policeman who was the first to drive the police car to the small building walked over and asked with great interest:

"What are you discussing?"

The sheriff took a deep breath, glanced at him and said:

"You did well tonight, showed up at the right time, dealt with the right things, and we'll take over the investigation."

Then he walked away from the young policeman, whose face showed a hint of confusion, and he sensed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere.

In the break room, the young policeman found Lori, handed her a glass of water, and comforted:

"Your father is on his way."

"Have you found the murderer?" Lori asked nervously.

"Not yet."

"But I seem to hear them mention a name...... Lori said earnestly.

The young policeman was also a little speechless and said:

"To tell you the truth, I've only been reporting for a month, and if there's any suspicious person, I'll know."

Lori said uneasily:

"They asked me strange questions about my dreams."

The young policeman was just about to speak, when the glass next to him was knocked several times, and the sheriff stared at the young policeman solemnly, signaling him to come out quickly.

Lori felt exhausted, extremely nervous and curious at the same time, she lay on the table, closed her eyes and muttered to herself:

"Whose name is it, whose name is it...... Whose name is that? ”

Suddenly, Lori opened her eyes and blurted out:

"Freddy."

After saying this, Lori immediately felt that the atmosphere around her was different, and she suddenly rolled over from the table, and found that the entire police station was empty.

She was the only one standing in the empty hall.

Lori pushed the door open, and immediately a strange wind blew outside, blowing the pages of various documents hanging on the wall.

"Anyone?"

Lori shouted, but no one responded, and Lori walked forward, suddenly realizing that a drop of blood appeared on the ground.

The drop of blood seemed to fall from above, but there was nothing on it.

And the second drop of blood quickly appeared on the ground, and at the same time, the first drop of blood disappeared from the ground in two seconds, like a drop of water that had been quickly dried by the sun.

Lori's eyes widened and she looked suspicious, and she involuntarily walked out in the direction where the blood droplets appeared.

She passed by the wall, on which were ten photographs of the search for missing children, and the heads of the children in these photos suddenly changed as Lori walked by, and she turned her gaze malicefully to look at Lori's back.

Lori turned the corner and was in front of a long hallway, and in the corner of the wall halfway through the corridor there was a little girl sitting on the ground with her back to her.

Lori leaned over slowly, reached out and stroked the little girl's shoulder, and whispered:

"Are you alright?"

The little girl turned her head slowly, and Lori let out a low cry of fright, and immediately stepped back against the wall.

The two eyes of this little girl became two blood holes, and the blood flowed down, facing Lori, and said in a hoarse voice:

"His name is Freddy, Googour, and he is very fond of little girls."

The little girl with her eyes gouged out stood up, and Lori was so frightened that she retreated, and the little girl walked slowly towards Lori:

"Soon, will he be strong and afraid? It's normal, we've all been scared, warn your friends! ”

Lori leaned against the wall again, but the wall behind her suddenly morphed into a door, pouring a large amount of bright red blood pouring down from the door.

Lori's eyes widened and she screamed, and stepped out.

I was shocked to find that she was deep in a gloomy cemetery!

Behind her was a bloody door, and Lori couldn't go back, and as she was panicking, the low, eerie chanting voices of several little girls reached her ear drums.

"One, two, Freddy is coming for you."

"Three, four, you'd better lock the door."

Lori was horrified to see that three little girls in white were jumping rope, and while skipping rope, they chanted:

"Five, six, with a cross in your hand."

"Seven, eight, struggling and can't sleep."

Lori walked slowly over to the middle of the cemetery.

"Nine, ten, never sleep."

Lori shuddered uncontrollably, and a figure suddenly appeared beside her, it was the hideous face of Freddy, whose skin was badly burned!

In the sky above the police station, four figures were hidden in the darkness, with the current level of technological development in this trial scene, it was impossible to detect their existence, let alone the naked eyes of ordinary NPCs, and there was no need to see their traces at all.

"Don't go quickly, just go to sleep, Freddy is going to do something to your protection target." Nether sneered and said to his fingers.

The finger gap was shrouded in a black cloak, like an inanimate sculpture, not a trace of breath emanated, and there was not even a word to respond to the finger error.

The Netherworld was disgusted by this kind of person who ignored his own good intentions, he would regard it as a damn pretend, and couldn't help but sneer:

"You can really bear it! Do you really think that now that we belong to Freddy's camp, it will not attack the target we want to protect? It doesn't care if you can earn Temple Points or not? ”

Fang Shaoping's gaze turned away, while Bei Ming Wufeng shook his head with a chuckle, drinking the Bloody Mary in his hand, while using his condescending vision to observe the scenery of this town, he didn't care at all that Luo Li was about to be chased by Freddy in his dream.

But Nether had clearly entered mockery mode, and he squinted at the fault between his fingers, and said disdainfully:

"If you're trying to calm down because of your own face, you're ridiculous."