I followed the black-hatted brother and chased him out of the room, but I didn't expect that before I knew it, I ran into the cemetery at the entrance of the village!

I vaguely remember that the direction that the little brother in the black hat chased out just now was not towards the head of the village, and I also rushed out with him all the way, in this case, why did I run into this cemetery inexplicably now?

Looking at the mounds of graves that lay around me, a deep fear continued to overflow from every pore. I feel that in the dark, it is like a pair of invisible hands, silently controlling everything.

The heavy rain has completely stopped, but the fog is still filling, and in the darkness, the dense fog seems to be intensifying.

The injury to my right foot obviously affected my movements, but unfortunately I happened to be in such a graveyard and had to be a little sloppy. There was no one around, but there could also be unknown dangers, so I could only drag my right leg and try to exit the graveyard step by step with the help of vague memories.

Depend on! It's all weird that the little guy in the black hat ran so fast, and I don't know if he caught that figure or not.

Due to the heavy rain, the soil around the cemetery became very muddy, and because of the injury to my right foot, it took a lot of energy to walk each section.

"Whoa!" Without paying attention, my whole left leg stepped into a palm-sized quagmire, which was covered with countless frog eggs, all of which I stepped on, and the sticky feeling spread all over my body, and I was so disgusted that I was about to vomit out of my overnight meal.

In this case, I especially miss Lu Yuan, and if that guy was here, maybe I wouldn't have fallen into such an embarrassing situation. Damn, when we meet again next time, Lao Tzu will definitely knock that grandson to make up for the current mental trauma!

I was struggling to pull my left leg out of the quagmire, but when I turned around, I found a series of vague footprints in the quagmire not far away.

Because of the light and fog, the footprints are not very clear, and if it weren't for my good observation, I might have just ignored it.

Could this series of footprints be left by Li Zihang? After all, the old man also told me just now that Li Zihang had come here not long ago to worship those dead classmates. However, when I think about it, I quickly dismiss this idea.

It had been pouring rain in the sky just now, and if anyone had been to the cemetery before, his footprints on the ground would have been washed away by the torrential rain, not as they were seen in front of him.

The only explanation is that this set of footprints was printed on it not long ago, and the guy who left this set of footprints was still here just now, and it is very likely that he passed by me.

In such a situation, what kind of people could still be running around this graveyard? Looking at the footprints that gradually extended into the darkness, the doubts in my heart were indeed even greater. I have to say that at this moment, my habitual death psychology has recurred.

My reason tells me that the road ahead is very dangerous, and with my current poor physical condition, I must leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise, there will inevitably be an accident. However, my body unconsciously followed the direction of the footprints, step by step towards the deeper part of the cemetery.

There, you may be able to find some very crucial clues.

The footprints continued to stretch inward, and in the course of that time I crossed several graves, and I noticed that the footprints were mostly new graves of the kind I had seen before. And every time one of those graves passed, the footprints on the land tended to increase significantly, which means that the owners of the footprints had more or less stayed in front of the graves of those dead youths.

Does all of the above mean that the owner of these footprints really has some connection with the strange things that happened in the village?

Taking a deep breath, he dragged his injured leg and continued to chase along the footprints.

Eventually, the footprints ended on the edge of a new grave and were never found again. Just looking at the direction of the footprints, it felt as if the guy had walked here and then burrowed into the mound.

Just thinking about this situation in my mind makes me tremble unconsciously. Could it be that these footprints in the cemetery were really left by the deceased? The guy pushed open the coffin, picked up his grave, walked around, and then went back to sleep?

Just when I was struggling with whether to open the grave and see what was going on. An invisible black hand suddenly wrapped around my back and strangled me.

I didn't expect there to be other people in this cemetery!

It was a left hand, which passed under my ribs, and covered my mouth and nose so hard that in the blink of an eye, I couldn't breathe!

"Don't move, it's me!" Suddenly, a low male voice came from behind, and when I turned around, I found that the guy who strangled me turned out to be the black hat guy who had been lost before.

When did this guy run behind me? Why is there no movement at all! And catch me in such a strange pose!

A series of questions came to his mouth, but before he could say it, the black-hatted little brother made a silent gesture, lowered his voice and said, "That figure just now, when he ran to the cemetery, disappeared, did you see where he went?" ”

Damn, this guy can talk! Why did you keep pretending to be dumb when you were in the hotel before? I thought for a moment, and pointed to the footprints on the ground, indicating that the footprints were most likely left by the figure.

The black-hatted brother saw the footprints, and for the first time his face showed a surprised expression: "You mean, that figure has gone into the mound?" ”

"It's possible, maybe the footprints were washed away by muddy water, anyway, I'm not sure, why don't you dig the grave and take a look?"

Before I finished speaking, the little brother in the black hat rejected me directly: "No! Because of the remote location of this village, the villagers still retain feudal ideas, which can be seen from the fact that burials are still used. If they dig up graves without permission, they will definitely be kicked out, and nothing will be found out at that time! ”

Hearing his words, I was also shocked!

Sure enough, this guy is here to investigate the matter, and it seems that he should know some unknown truth about this case.

"You're the police?"

"Member of the Special Operations Group of the F Provincial Police Department, Long Zaitian." The black-hatted brother said lightly, and even when he said the words of the Special Operations Group, there was not much change in his expression.

"I know you, your name is Gao Fei, the Z University Police Academy, the best student in the same batch, was once regarded as the future of the police industry! But in the process of investigating a case, because of the irreparable result caused by the loss of emotional control, he was directly expelled from the police academy and has never had a chance with the police force! ”

it! This guy named Long Zaitian knows me better than I do, so this guy shouldn't have secretly investigated me.

"So, what exactly are you here to investigate?"

"The case is very complicated, and many people are involved during the period, and it is far from being explained in one or two sentences. I now suspect that the children who are dying one after another may have something to do with the incident I am trying to investigate. ”

After Long Zaitian finished speaking, he looked around, and after making sure that he had found no more valuable clues, he finally landed on my right foot.

"Hurt?"

"Well, I just hit the tombstone!"

After hearing this, the little brother in the black hat squatted lightly and gently checked around my red and swollen ankles: "It looks like the collision is not light, I hope it didn't hurt the bones!" ”

"So, Officer Long, what are we going to do now?"

"Okay, remember this place, let's go back to the inn and rest first, and then make plans after dawn!" The black-hatted guy regained that facial paralysis expression, so that I couldn't see what he was really thinking at this time.

Just as he was about to go downhill, he suddenly stood in front of me, squatted down slightly, and said lightly: "Come up, I'll carry you back!" ”

Ah, carry me? Looking at the back of the dragon in front of him, he suddenly hesitated a little: "Ah! This... Not so good! ”

"What's not going on, hurry up, don't make sure there is another accident at the hotel!"

What do you mean! How do you know there's going to be an accident at the hotel?

After hesitating for a long time, Long Zaitian turned around, as if he had made up his mind, and looked at me with a solemn expression: "Don't, be careful of the two guys who came into the hotel with you before!" ”

"You mean, beware of hunchbacks and gnomes!"