"Listen, ghost friends, this is not a ghost story, not a ghost story, not a ghost story."

"We know the landlord, and we will talk about important things three times."

"Please ask the landlord to make a point."

"Codename, [Dangerous Smile], the danger level is tentatively ordinary."

"I'm scared to death, an ordinary ghost story is not as scary as the old blind man downstairs."

"I'll bet on you, the blind man downstairs is definitely not as scary as the fool upstairs in me."

"The upstairs is too disgusting, please ignore it and continue your story."

In an empty room, Chen Nian ignored the poor ghost friend and continued to post: "Codenamed Dangerous Laughter, every victim committed suicide by an extremely cruel means, showing a weird smile with eight big white teeth before committing suicide, and this unknown dangerous smile will be transmitted to every witness, and the time of death ranges from three days to one month. ”

"What the landlord said is the same as the truth, I can't help but laugh!"

"Please bring me one!"

"Hahaha."

Chen Nian looked haggard at the replies of many ghost friends on the forum, and rubbed his swollen and aching temples.

"Am I going to die?"

Knowing that he was dying, the corners of Chen Nian's mouth rose in a slight arc, as if he was smiling.

Looking back at the brightly lit room, the room was empty, except for a mattress on the floor and files scattered all over the floor.

Looking back, Chen Nian continued to update the post with many replies: "And I, the weird forum administrator, codenamed 'Ghost Catcher', am a witness to the scene of a dangerous death, I can feel that there are ghosts around me, and I am dying!" ”

"Probably today."

After posting the last post, Chen Nian didn't waste time by continuing to post, he felt that he could save it again.

At least a few times before you die!

After all, from the known clues, the lucky one who lived the longest survived for a full month!

The shortest is three days.

And today is the third day!

Chen Nian picked up a yellowed file highlighted with a red marker pen from the ground, a death file that was dated nine years ago.

Li Guoqiang, male, age 29, from Xunyang, 304, Building 23, Garden Community.

Died by suicide, cause of death: swallowing a large number of bamboo chopsticks caused by the rupture of the throat, gastrointestinal organs......

"Garden Community?"

Chen Nian looked at the photo of the man's death on the file again, bamboo chopsticks poked out of the man's body, the scarlet skin and flesh were flipped, and even white fat particles could be seen from the wound.

But the strange thing is that if you look closely at the deceased's mouth with a handful of bamboo chopsticks, you will find that the corners of the man's mouth are slightly raised.

What's even more terrifying.

On the scattered archives, the photos of each deceased had a smiling expression, and the corners of their mouths remained slightly raised.

"If this is the source of [Dangerous Laughter] death, maybe I can find a ray of life."

"What a fuck!"

Chen Nian folded the file and put it in his pocket, and cursed in his mouth, but he also knew that there was little hope.

Half a year ago.

Chen Nian was disgusted with the second-generation life of clothes to stretch out his hands, food to open his mouth, drunk with money, drunk and dreaming of death, so he decided to find something meaningful to do.

For example, catching ghosts!

He has pitched tents at mass graves, shot at haunted abandoned houses, and shot at the mourning halls of the dead......

For no other reason, it's just looking for excitement.

For more than half a year, the ghost was not seen, and his waist was almost wasted.

Just as he was about to give up, he received a black letter with no name and no address.

There is only one time and address in the envelope: 10:03 No. 23 Fuhai Road.

Chen Nian immediately found someone to check, there was nothing special, No. 23 Fuhai Road, which is adjacent to the pedestrian street, was a chain jewelry store that had been open for three years.

In the spirit of having nothing to do, he planned to go to see it the next day, but he was tired of playing ball with a group of fox friends that night, and slept until more than three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.

When he went to No. 23 Fuhai Road, he found that there were dead people inside, and the scene had been cordoned off.

Through the ability to make money, he got first-hand information.

The deceased, a woman, committed suicide.

I used a utility knife to cut open my stomach, and my internal organs and intestines flowed all over the ground, almost scaring the two clerks on duty at the store to death.

And the time is 10:02.

It was 1 minute off from the time in the black envelope.

After three days of investigation, Chen Nian found that the woman who committed suicide in the jewelry store had nothing to do with him, neither one of his ex-ex-girlfriends, nor a lover who had a love affair with him, which only showed that the black letter was not sent by a woman.

Before Chen Nian could figure out the relationship between the woman and the black letter, on the fourth day, Chen Nian received another black letter, which also had only one time and address.

10:01, 304, Inpatient Department of Xunyang First People's Hospital.

This time Chen Nian did not hesitate, he went directly to Ward 304 of the Inpatient Department of the First People's Hospital as soon as possible.

Maybe it was a little early, less than 9 o'clock.

Ward 304 was empty.

Half an hour later, there was a sudden noise outside the ward on the third floor, and it was a woman who was carried into Ward 304 by her family.

As the family sent the patient into the ward, Chen Nian leaned on the bed and held the black letter in his hand, and he looked at the woman who kept struggling with some surprise.

The woman looked like she was going crazy with her hair and looked like she was mentally ill.

And the mentally ill should go to the Five Hospitals and not come here!

When the patient's family pressed the woman on the hospital bed next to Chen Nian, the woman's appearance appeared in Chen Nian's eyes.

She is a beautiful woman in her twenties, perhaps because of her illness, her eyelids are puffy and dark, her face is pale, and there is a trace of transparent saliva at the corner of her mouth.

"She is!"

A figure suddenly appeared in Chen Nian's mind, one of the two female employees who witnessed the suicide scene at the jewelry store at No. 23 Fuhai Road three days ago.

Chen Nian thought a lot for a moment, and his intuition told him to leave here quickly.

But he didn't leave.

When it was almost 10 o'clock, the doctor on duty prescribed a medical order, and with the cooperation of the family, the nurse gave the woman an intravenous drip.

Perhaps it was the effect of the drips, the woman gradually quieted down, and several family members saw that the woman's mood stabilized, one went out to pay the bill, and the other went out to buy supplies.

The remaining one may have eaten something bad in the morning and went into the bathroom in the ward with his stomach covered.

At this time.

Only Chen Nian and the motionless woman lying on the bed were left in the ward.

"It's ten o'clock."

Chen Nian glanced at the time, there was still a minute left until 10:01, and the woman on the hospital bed next to Chen Nian suddenly sat up at this time.

The eyes are empty and numb.

It's just that the slightly raised curvature of the corners of the mouth makes people look a little weird, like a dead man smiling.

The woman turned her head to look at Chen Nian, and the upward arc of the corners of her mouth became bigger and bigger.

As if at a certain point, the woman stopped all movements, and then held her chin with one hand and her head with the other.

With the exertion of both hands, the woman's head begins to rotate counterclockwise.

30 degrees.

45 degrees.

90 degrees.

This is far beyond the limit of a person, Chen Nian can clearly hear the click of a woman's broken cervical vertebrae.

180 degrees.

270 degrees.

360 degrees.

The woman's head was spun in a full circle by her own hands, and finally faced Chen Nian again.

The infusion tube in the woman's hand was tightly wrapped around her head, her pupils had spread to the entire eyeball, her neck had been completely twisted, and even bone residue could be seen piercing the skin of her neck, bloody and exposed to the air......

A living person twisted his neck and died in front of his eyes like this, Chen Nian was completely stunned.

No.

It should be said that because of fear, he has lost the ability to think, even if the adrenaline in his body is secreting frantically, Chen Nian still can't move.

It's just that the corners of his mouth seem to be starting to rise slightly.