The bed that had not been cleaned for a long time was covered with dust, and when Roconnor fell, the rancid and moldy mattress suddenly spewed out large clouds of dust, and his entire body was covered in a layer of gray.

Ahem, cough, the middle-aged agent was choked and coughed loudly, struggling to get up, but his limbs were suddenly tightly clamped by cold and sticky objects, and he couldn't break free with all his strength.

By the dim candlelight, he fixed his eyes and saw that what bound him was actually four rotten and smelly palms.

"What the hell is this!" Roconnor's scalp tingled, and a chill rose in his heart, and he struggled desperately, but the harder he pushed, the tighter the restraint became.

Just when he was struggling and sweating profusely, almost exhausted, he felt a sticky and moist touch coming from under his body, could it be that he was scared to pee? It is really a shame to have been a police detective for so many years.

Roconnor was frightened and ashamed of himself, and soon he threw his shame out of the clouds, because no matter how bad the urine was, it would not carry the smell of rancidity.

The sticky and moist feeling had spread to his head, and a smell of rotting corpses had poured into his nose, and the sheets beside him had been stained dark red, and it turned out that the viscous liquid was blood oozing from the mattress.

"God, who will save me!" The detective couldn't hold back his fear, knowing that the seaside villa was remote, and couldn't help but cry out for help.

At this moment, he thought of a lot of things, the death of Charlie's family, and the rumors that he had once scoffed at.

Roconnor's desperate cries echoed through the villa, and the feeling of empty loneliness deepened his fear, when another gust of wind blew in.

The door to the room slammed shut.

The two knight apprentices, who had been sitting quietly like dead corpses, slowly stood up, because of the light, the agent could not see their faces clearly, but it was enough for him to be ecstatic.

"Brino, great, you're finally awake and help me, damn it, what the hell is this, witchcraft?"

The two of them did not respond to his cries for help, but moved stiffly like puppets, which made Agent Roconnor fall into deeper despair, this gesture, where did it look like a living person?

"Bruno" staggered to take a step forward, seemingly losing his balance, his body slamming to the ground like a broken doll, and a skull rolled down.

Along the straight line, he rolled straight to the side of the bed, revealing a half-rotten female face, and he could vaguely see the charm of life. Roconnor, however, knew that it was not Bruno's face, for it was all too familiar to him, and that he had seen it countless times since he took over the case, Mr. Charlie's dead wife, Mrs. Anna.

Mrs. Anna's eyes had corroded and were hollow and dark, but Agent Roconnor could feel a gaze coming from there, staring straight at him.

"No!" the agent collapsed, and in his agony screams, the candle flame was blown out by the cold wind, the bright moon was long gone, and the house was plunged into complete darkness......

"Agent Roconnor! Agent Roconnor!" came the cries of two knight apprentices......

"What's wrong with him, he was fine last night, why is he sweating, it stinks......" Bruno pinched his nose, dissatisfied with the smoky miasma in the room.

"I don't know, but as soon as I woke up in the morning, I saw that he didn't look right with his eyes closed, as if he was frightened by something. Yalei patted the detective's face, trying to wake him up.

Who's calling me? The voice was familiar, like those of the two young knight apprentices...... Aren't they dead!!

The agent opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw it, it was Yare's slightly happy face:

"Great, you're finally awake!"

"Go away, you go away!" Agent Roconnor jumped up from the bunk in shock, shrunk into the corner of the wall, and looked panicked.

But it's just to wake you up, is it necessary to exaggerate so much? It's too hurtful to people's self-esteem!

"Hahahaha...... You see you scared him. Seeing his companion touch his nose, Bruno couldn't help but laugh, and then a smug color appeared between his eyebrows: "If you want to change me, I will definitely not do this." ”

Agent Roconnor pointed at him with a blank face, and said tremblingly:

"You must be the devil......

The beautiful boy's smile froze on his face, and this time he laughed out loud without an image of Yalei.

Seeing that the two of them were so vivid, Agent Roconnor became puzzled, rubbed his face vigorously, and then said in surprise:

"Great, I'm still alive! You're still alive!? It's a dream......"

"Last night...... Are you having a nightmare?" Seeing that the detective was so out of line, Yalei was a little strange.

"It's not just a nightmare...... Roconnor thought of last night's experience, and he couldn't help but feel a chill behind him, and said with a blushing face:

"I tell you, I was woken up last night by a bird cry after I fell asleep......"

Agent Roconnor stroked his chest like a frightened bird, and recounted what he had dreamed about last night.

"And then, you're scared and fainted, it's just a dream," Bruno said, still indignant at what had happened in the morning, puffing out his cheeks and speaking in a somewhat impulsive tone.

"I didn't expect that dream to be so real...... "The agent scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Dream ......" Yalei was awakened with bad memories, his expression was a little dazed, and he muttered:

"Perhaps, dreams are not so simple. ”

The three of them discussed for a while, but still had no clue, and Agent Roconnor himself had already treated last night's memories as a nightmare.

After that, the whole villa was explored, although the detectives had turned the villa inside and out, Agent Roconnor still insisted on searching again, Yare didn't care, Bruno, a guy who seemed to have a habit of cleanliness, seemed to be tiptoeing and aggrieved along the way.

By night, Yalei had locked all the doors and windows this time, and during the day they had cleaned it up a little, and it didn't look so messy.

"I think it's better to be cautious, the strange talk that has been spread for so long can't be groundless, and Agent Roconnor's nightmare is probably a clue. Maybe even a warning!"

Yalei was sitting on a wicker chair, facing the two of them, and Yan Sù expressed a series of opinions.

"I also think it's a little weird, even if it's just a possibility, we have to be very careful. ”

In order to complete the task successfully, Bruno reluctantly agreed with his companion.

"So what do we do?" After all, for the safety of his own life, Agent Roconnor couldn't have had any opinion.

"I'll alternate between Bruno and I tonight, and if there's anything strange, we'll get rid of it on the spot!"

The three agreed, and Agent Roconnor continued to sleep, with Bruno keeping vigil in the first half of the night and Yare in the second half of the night.

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