However, it was her shaking her head that answered me.

After resting for a while, the mysterious man set off again, stretched out his hand, and actually pulled the door open.

Xia Min and I asked the same question, "He wants to come in?"

This treacherous move made me start to scratch my head, Xia Min and I are now trapped in this isolated space, what is he doing when he comes in?

You can't be stuck here with me, can you?

The mystery man's live broadcast room has become a mobile surveillance.

I could clearly see the mysterious man pacing on the first floor, as if he was looking for something.

Soon, he crouched down and put together the fragments of the mirror on the ground.

The lenses are a bit reflective, and they are even more distorted under the lens, barely recognising a serpentine shape.

At this time, all kinds of debris surged up.

My head seemed to be electrically conducted, and I began to be stunned.

Signal, Live Streaming, Ritual ......

Suddenly, a completed but immature thought came to me: "I don't think we're stuck at all."

"Huh?"

Xia Min obviously didn't believe this idea: "We walked for at least 5 hours, and we never got out of this staircase, don't you say that you are trapped now?"

I tapped my hand heavily on the screen: "Signal."

"I couldn't figure out why my phone had a signal, but I couldn't reach the outside world."

"He's in now, and he's sort of solved the problem."

Xia Min was still confused: "I don't understand."

I could only continue to explain, "We entered this space the way he gave us, and now he is coming in, which means that he wants to trap us both before coming to us."

"So, what is he looking for us to do?"

"You'll have to ask him!"

As we spoke, a knife stabbed out of the darkness behind us.

There was no warning, and even though I was able to stand up as fast as I could, the base of my thigh still hurt.

With the exclamation from Xia Min's mouth, I turned my head to see that her leg was not spared.

And what cut the base of our thighs was not a knife, but something like a fish hook.

I dragged Xia Min backwards, and the hook that came out for the second time instantly rubbed against my chin.

"Don't be stunned! Hide behind me!"

Xia Min turned his head and looked at me, "I—I know this thing."

"The hook?"

"Yes." Xia Min nodded firmly: "I saw it in my husband's trunk before, I asked him."

"He said it was for fishing."

I covered the blood oozing from my leg with one hand and whispered, "This mystery is about to be solved."

The owner of this hook can basically be concluded to be the mysterious person on the other side of the screen.

Theoretically, if his hook can get in, then we can get out.

But it was dark in front of me, and I didn't dare to act rashly.

I looked around and found that the phone had fallen about a meter away from me.

In this situation, if I put my hand over, I will be tied to the hook if I can't keep it even.

This fear of the unknown makes me a little uneasy.

Turning my head, I took off my shoes and put them on my hands, and walked forward like a gecko.

"Smack!"

Sure enough, the moment I crawled out, a hard object poked straight into my palm.

If it weren't for the sole, my hand would have been pierced in pairs.

This proves that the mysterious person can clearly observe my every move in a certain way.

Anyway, it has already been discovered, and there is no point in hiding back, so I picked up my phone as fast as I could and ran backwards.

The live broadcast continued, and the screen was black, but the details could be vaguely distinguished.

"He's right under us."

Xia Min turned his head to look at me, and pointed down with a shocked look in his eyes: "Here?"

I put my finger in my mouth for a while, dipped my saliva in my saliva, and made a few strokes on the stairs.

"You remember, there's a separate space under the stairs."

"Where to put candles?"

"Yes." I was looking at the screen and drawing on the floor, "He's probably standing right in front of my head."