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Now.

The second floor of a hot pot restaurant on the side of the road.

The place was dark, all the lights were extinguished, and only a few wisps of mobile phone light converged in a corner, and a few muffled sobs could be heard, as well as the sound of Suo Suo's exchange.

Dozens of people gathered here.

They are the survivors of the incident, and after something they have been through, they are beginning to understand what they are up against.

Fear almost destroyed their sanity.

The reason why they haven't completely collapsed is because of one person.

An Interpol.

On a stool outside the crowd sat a tall woman, dressed in Interpol professional attire with a ponytail combed on the back of her head.

A mature and cold face was full of solemnity and unease.

Her name is Tong Qian, she is an Interpol in other cities, and she is also responsible for dealing with supernatural events in a city, because the population of the city under her jurisdiction is not large, and supernatural events rarely occur, and her responsibilities are not heavy on weekdays.

However, the situation here is even worse than expected.

As soon as she entered the ghost domain, Tong Qian felt that something was wrong.

She hadn't touched the knocker on the file, and the sheer number of ghost slaves here made her feel creepy.

It's not as simple as facing a single ghost, it's a group of ghosts.

Plus deep in the ghost realm.

Tong Qian was no longer sure that she would be able to leave here alive with these survivors, all she could do was to hold on as long as possible, waiting for the timing to change, and the support from above.

So she gathered dozens of survivors and hid in this hot pot restaurant.

But at this time, a woman's scream made her face change immediately.

"Who is screaming? Didn't I already tell you, no matter what the urgency, don't shout, if you want to live, all actions are under my command. Tong Qian stood up a little annoyed, turned around and scolded.

"She, she just called. A person next to him pointed to a middle-aged aunt.

The aunt's face was very ugly, and she trembled, "No, it's not me, it's not me." ”

"It's what you called, why don't you admit it?"

"I said it wasn't my name, you can't blame me. "That aunt doesn't admit it.

Tong Qian raised her eyebrows, "If there is any situation, say it immediately, now is a special time, anything that is wrong must tell me, the place we are in is very special, the situation is more complicated than you imagined, there is no next time for such nonsense, otherwise I can't guarantee the safety of all of you if there is an accident." ”

"Aren't you a detective? How can you say such a thing. The aunt said a little blamed.

Tong Qian's face sank, and she was about to speak, but a voice immediately made her tense and couldn't help but look back.

"Tread, tread~!"

The sound of footsteps stepping on the stairs up the stairs came clearly from the darkness ahead, and all of a sudden, dull, stiff, not as light and flexible as normal human steps.

As soon as she heard such footsteps, Tong Qian could tell it.

It's a corpse walking.

"Shut up. Tong Qian drank in a low voice.

She hurriedly approached the glass door of the hot pot restaurant, and took a flashlight to shine at the entrance of the stairs in front, trying to see what was going on the stairs with the help of the strong light here.

If it was a ghost slave, Tong Qian was sure to deal with it.

The footsteps came from the bottom to the top and gradually came to the second floor.

Although the light of the military flashlight in his hand was bright, after passing through the darkness, only a layer of gray light covered the stairs, although it was no longer bright enough, but he could still see the situation in front of him.

The stiff, dull footsteps were getting closer.

Tong Qian's heart tightened.

She understood that the ghost had been found.

Sure enough, it still seems a little naïve to hope to hide in a hot pot restaurant to avoid all the dangers.

But hiding here is also a helpless move, there are too many survivors, if you act collectively, with the psychological quality of these people, they are all burdensome, and it is more dangerous to wander around outside, it is better to get together and hide somewhere.

A moment later.

At the top of the staircase, shrouded in gray light, suddenly, a head was exposed.

Tong Qian's beautiful eyes shrank suddenly.

It was an old man, with a dry face, wrinkled like hills, a pair of hollow eyes, dead ashes, without the slightest hint of life, and his withered skin was covered with corpse spots, as if he had been dead for several days, wearing an old-fashioned black one-piece robe, and under his tall and thin body, his stiff feet walked on the steps and made dull footsteps.

And as the old man kept getting closer, the flashlight shone on the past as if he was forced back.

A wave of darkness crept in.

Everything around was affected, the ground was rotting, the walls were falling off.

"This ghost...... Unusual. Tong Qian's heart instantly turned cold.

She has been a criminal police officer for so long, and she has never seen such a terrible ghost again.

Just one look at it made her feel like she was having a nightmare.

There is almost no need to guess, Tong Qian can already be completely sure that this is the culprit of this supernatural incident, codename: the old ghost who knocked on the door.

"What should I do, what should I do now, do I want to escape?" Tong Qian forced herself to calm down and think quickly.

It's too late for her to leave alone.

But the dozens of survivors behind him are afraid that they will be left here.

But the old man in front of him won't give him this time to think.

At this moment, the old man had completely walked to the second floor and walked straight towards the store.

Although Tong Qian and the old man in front of her were less than three meters apart, only separated by a glass door, she didn't dare to act rashly, she was not sure to deal with this ghost, and she didn't have the confidence, and the purpose of her coming this time was not to solve the supernatural incident, but to save people and stop losses.

She didn't lose her mind, but slowly stepped back.

The old man did not walk in as directly as he imagined, and finally stopped at the door strangely, and then slowly raised his stiff and thin palm and knocked on the glass door.

"Knock, knock~!"

It's dull, depressing, and almost breathless.

Tong Qian looked at the file of the ghost knocking incident, her face changed suddenly at this moment, and she shouted: "Get out of here, get out of here." ”

The others were stunned for a moment, not knowing what their minds were.

"Let's go, through the side door. Tong Qian drank again.

The others woke up with several screams and fled to the side door in panic.

But when the first person ran to the side door, he slammed into the wall, and even nosebleeds came out.

The previous door is gone.

There was only one wall covered with moss and smelling of decay.

"What's the situation?" Tong Qian glanced back, and when she saw the door disappear, her face changed suddenly.

Look at the glazing windows facing the street.

At this moment, it also disappeared, and it became a wall that could not be smashed open.

Even the hot pot tables in the store began to disappear.

"Here, it's not a hot pot restaurant at all. Tong Qian suddenly realized this at this moment.

"Knock, knock~!"

The knock on the door rang again.

Puff~!

In the midst of the panicked and screaming crowd, someone fell to the ground with a pop, no breath, and the corpse was cold.

He's dead.

Tong Qian understands that this is the way of killing people by knocking on the door, knocking on the door to kill people is almost incomprehensible, and it has been explained in the file.

"It can't be helped. She gritted her teeth and untied the ponytail at the back of her head.

The hair was scattered and was pulled in front of him by Tong Qian.

Without the cover of hair, a miserable white, strange face appeared on the back of Tong Qian's head.

The face had a nose and a mouth, a man and a woman, with its eyes closed, the corners of its mouth curved upward, revealing a pale and eerie smile.

Grimace Tong Qian.

That's what she was called in the criminal police file.

Tong Qian turned her back to the old man outside the door, and pointed the face on the back of her head towards it.

"Go, go~!"

The next moment, the mouth of the human face cracked, and a strange laugh that penetrated was indescribable, sharp..... It's creepy, just hearing it, it makes people subconsciously understand that this is a ghost laughing, and it is absolutely impossible for a person to laugh.

Grimace laughs together.

The old man at the door suddenly stopped knocking.

The stiff, thin palm stiffened in mid-air, motionless.

The knock on the door of death was stopped.

But the grimace from Tong Qian's grimace could not last forever, and the restlessness of the demon's revival appeared in her heart.

And to restrain this old man, the power of the ghost to be relied on is beyond what he imagined before.

Soon.

Tong Qian felt the grimace on the back of her head, and moved forward along her scalp while letting out a grimace.

She knew that once the grimace moved to her own face, she would completely cover her face.

At that time, she will no longer be a human, but a ghost.

"It can't go on like this. Tong Qian realized that it was not good to go on like this, and immediately turned around, combed her hair to her head, and covered the grimace.

The laughter stopped.

The grimace's movement also stopped.

But the grimace's laughter stopped, followed by the terrifying knock on the door.

"Knock, knock~!"

The old man in a black robe, covered in corpse spots, raised his hand again and knocked on the door.

Scurrying around like a headless fly, one of the survivors fell to the ground with a pop.

Ghost killing, it's that simple.

When the survivors saw the three people dead next to them, they panicked and screamed, and the sounds of help echoed incessantly.

Tong Qian bit her lip, and finally made up her mind, turned around and shouted: "Don't shout and scream, find a way to get out of here first, you can leave from anywhere, I'll hold this one for the time being...... Ghost. ”

With that, she brushed the hair from the back of her head again.

"Is it worth it? If you continue like this, you'll soon die from the revival of the ghosts, and when there are two more ghosts here, these survivors will only die faster. However, at this moment, a calm man's voice suddenly sounded from a corner.

"Who?"

Tong Qian was startled and immediately looked back.

In an inconspicuous corner of the wall, I don't know when stood a young and immature man in short sleeves, and at this moment this man had a hideous cut on his forehead, and a scarlet eye stared at it.

In the man's hand, a scarlet candle was held.

Candles are lit.

It emitted a green firelight, which was eerie and eerie.

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