Xie Ping'an's house stood in darkness, and there was no light in the dark.

When the security guard saw us, it was like seeing a relative, and he grabbed my hand.

Gray looked around, in addition to the security guards we had seen, there were three middle-aged security guards, and the captain we saw in the morning was also present.

These people hid far away, and they didn't dare to look at Xie Ping'an's house.

"What the hell is going on?"

I asked.

"I'll tell you!"

The captain introduced: "We changed shifts at twelve o'clock, and the security guards who took over routine patrols, and when we arrived at this place, we found a few sneaky people. When they were discovered, they ran into the house, the security guards called for backup, and when we arrived, we heard a particularly miserable scream coming from inside, and we didn't dare to go in for fear of destroying the scene. After a while there was no movement, and then here you are. ”

Is it a thief?

I think it's a bit too coincidental, as soon as something happened to the Xie family, the thief came.

Whoever it is, we're going to have to re-enter this murderous mansion.

"Gave us two flashlights and room keys. ”

I chose the two brightest flashlights, and walked into Xie Ping'an's house with Gray.

When you get close to the house, you find that it is not an illusion, and there is really something like fog floating in the air around the house.

When I walked to the door of the room, I shone it with a flashlight and saw a big hole in the glass in the living room window.

The shards are on the ground, and the technique is quite professional.

The thief first taped the glass and then padd it with a thick piece of soft, so that when it broke the glass, it made only a small sound.

A gust of wind blew, and the curtains hanging from the windows swayed in the wind.

The moonlight shone in, and the room flickered and darkened.

"Looks like it's still a veteran!"

Gray said.

From the window, we could only see a corner of the living room, and we didn't see the thief, so we still had to go in.

I walked to the door with the key, and the moment my hand touched the iron door, a cold breath entered my body, and I shivered.

When I shone it with a flashlight, I saw that a dense layer of water droplets had condensed on the door.

I had a bad feeling that something bad must have happened in the room.

Gray and I didn't really want to go in, but now that we're in our police uniforms and as members of Task Force Zero, we have to go in.

I turned the key, the bead clicked softly, and the door opened!

A cold breath came to my face, and I subconsciously took a few steps back.

The bright light from the flashlight pierced the darkness like a bolt.

The light of the flashlight was bright, but it only illuminated a small area, and beyond the aperture, there seemed to be something lurking in the darkness.

Gray and I looked at each other and walked into the house together.

Just a few hours apart, it doesn't feel the same.

The room was as quiet as death, the temperature was at least five degrees lower than outside, and the hairs on his body stood on end in an instant.

Cold air is coming from the back of the neck.

It was so quiet that I couldn't hear any sound, and I was a little panicked.

I shouted, "Is anyone there?"

The voice faded away, but no one answered.

"It's not a good situation. ”

Gray said.

We leaned against the wall to the door of the living room, there were clear footprints on the floor, and the thief broke into the living room and went straight to the second floor.

The footprints went directly around the shelves where the antiques were kept, and it seemed that the intruder had a strong purpose.

The thief went straight to the bedroom, and it was simply looking for death.

The master bedroom on the second floor, the most terrifying and eerie room in the eerie mansion.

Our suspicions were quickly verified, and halfway up the stairs, I smelled blood, faint, but I still smelled it.

Moving to the bedroom door, there was an eerie smell in the air, a smell that shouldn't be at the scene of a murder - the smell of boiled meat.

Gray also smelled the fragrance, and after taking a deep breath, the thing drooled.

Still a little unsure, I asked, "Do you smell the meat too?"

Gray nodded, pointed to the bedroom door and said, "The smell is wafting from the bedroom! Could it be that the thief is cooking meat?"

This is obviously impossible, there will be no such stupid thief in the world, and besides, there will be no pot in the bedroom.

Something must have happened in the bedroom!

We strode to the bedroom door, and Gray knocked on the door first, saying, "The people inside listen that we are police officers......"

Creak!

Before Gray could finish speaking, the bedroom door opened!

I shone my flashlight inside, and the two bodies collapsed at the bedroom door, their heads gone.

Despite some preparation, I was taken aback by the tragic sight of the corpse.

Gray shines a flashlight around the room, no suspect in sight, no murder weapon, nothing in the bedroom!

I shone my flashlight at the corpse, and the wound on my neck was strange, as if it had been torn straight by a tremendous force.

The ruptured blood vessels were still oozing blood, and the white vertebrae were directly exposed to the air, and I tentatively speculated that the time of death should not have been more than an hour.

Gray searched the bedroom carefully, the doors and windows of the room were intact, the police seal was still there, and there was no trace of prying.

What's even more bizarre is that we didn't find the heads of the two victims in the room!

Based on the situation at the scene, it is easy to deduce the facts, there was no murderer in this homicide, and there was no trace of a third party at the scene.

Even if you are a professional killer, it is impossible to kill people without leaving a trace.

Nor is it possible to run out of our noses.

"In the end...... Finally...... What killed them?"

Gray has a weak heart, we have entered the haunted house twice, and no one wants to lose their heads inexplicably.

I thought the same thing as Gray, I had to get out of this damn bedroom as soon as possible, or our heads would have to move.

"Let's get out of here. ”

I turned and walked towards the door.

A gust of wind blew, and with a soft 'snap', the bedroom door shut.

I glanced at Gray, and his face was pale, and my face probably wasn't much better.

Gray grabbed the doorknob and pulled hard, but the door didn't move.

"Holy!"

Gray screamed, and with all his might, the door didn't even shake.

The premonition became a reality, and the power to kill the thief refused to let us go.

The temperature around us dropped dramatically, and I exhaled a white breath that only happens in winter.

Danger was approaching us, and I could feel the killing intent eating away at us.

It's a life-and-death situation, but you don't even know what your opponent is.

My heart was pounding, and the more I was in danger, the more I had to stay calm.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down.

The room fell silent for a moment, so quiet that you could hear the sound of your own heavy breathing and the beating of your heart.

"What should we do?"

Gray asked in a whisper.

The security guards are still outside, and if we can contact the security guards outside, we may still have a chance to live.

I moved towards the window, Gray following closely behind me.

After walking a few steps, the flashlight flashed a few times, and the light flickered on and off, and it looked like it was about to go out.

With the change of lighting, the light and darkness in the room are staggered, and the atmosphere is more terrifying, and the light shines on the face, making our face look a little hideous.

As I approached the window, the flashlight went out and the room went dark.

I could only make sense of the direction and move on, and as soon as I raised my hand and touched the curtain.

Something in the darkness approached us, and as soon as I reached out and opened the curtains, the silver moonlight poured in through the window, filling the room in an instant.

The moonlight illuminates the bedroom in every detail, and it can finally be seen clearly.

Everything was normal around us, but the feeling of danger still haunted us.

Without time to study what was threatening us, I looked out the window and saw the security guards crouching down and smoking.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

I shouted.

His voice was about to burst, but the security guard downstairs didn't react at all.

It seems that not only people can't get out, but even the voice can't be heard.

I reached into my pocket, took out my phone, and there was one last bit of hope left, and I called the old god stick and hoped he would answer.

Whether we can hold out until he arrives depends on our luck.

Doodle...... Doodle...... The mobile phone turned on, but no one answered after ringing several times in a row.

It's really going to be over.

Gray slapped me suddenly, pointed to the ground and said, "Ding!

I looked down and saw that there was a small tripod on the ground in front of us, only the size of a palm, which looked antique, and the tripod was full of antiquity, and it was an antique at a glance.

Gray said: "This Ding is very weird, there was nothing on the ground a second ago, I blinked, and Ding appeared!"

I believe what he said, recalling the words of Mr. Hu and Jia Liu, they both mentioned Ding.

But in my imagination, the smallest tripod should also be several times larger than the tripod in front of us.

Although the tripod in front of me is much smaller, it cannot be taken lightly.

I stared at Xiao Ding tightly, five minutes passed, and nothing happened.

I walked slowly towards Xiao Ding, bending down to pick him up.

"Be careful!"

Gray instructed me.

Just as my fingers were about to touch Xiao Ding, I heard footsteps in the corridor outside, someone was coming!

I was about to start speaking when I heard a low roar from outside the door, "Break it for me!"

Then a muffled sound was heard, and the bedroom door was slammed open, and a figure stumbled in.

I almost tripped over the corpse on the ground.

The voice that spoke just now sounded very familiar, and then looking at the figure of the person, I tentatively shouted, "Team Leader Cui?"

"It's me!"

The old god immediately taught: "You two boys, you didn't report the murder case. Came to the scene of the murder alone, did you survive enough?"

We were on our first day on the job, and we didn't know the rules, and no one ever told us about them.

Seeing that we didn't speak, the old god said: "Forget it, learn a lesson, don't take an example." ”

When the old god stick came, the feeling of danger disappeared in an instant.

Our flashlight flashed a few times and then lit up.

Gray looked at the ground and let out an exclamation, "Why is Xiao Ding gone?"