Stimulated by the cold wind, Liu Dahai felt another stabbing pain in his heart. He quickly quickened his pace, thinking that as long as he returned home, got into bed and slept, everything would be over...

Even if the light is very dim, Liu Dahai will never go wrong on this road he has traveled countless times.

It's just that this time when walking at night, Liu Dahai always felt like someone was following him behind him. Every time he turned around, he couldn't see anything.

Liu Dahai is not a superstitious person. Regarding this situation, he just thinks that he may be neurotic due to excessive overtime work...

However, there was one thing that made him feel uncomfortable.

That is, since the cold wind blew just now, every time we walk a certain distance, there will be a cold wind blowing from behind.

It feels like someone is following you, very close to you, and every once in a while, that person will exhale forcefully...

The more unwilling this person is to think about something, the more he can't help but think about it in his mind. Although Liu Dahai doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, it is inevitable that some terrifying thoughts keep popping up in his mind at this time.

Even the horror stories and urban legends I heard while chatting with my friends are all popping up now...

It’s all psychological effects, psychological effects…

Liu Dahai kept telling himself that there are no monsters or monsters in this world, and at the same time he sang "Song of a Hero" softly to embolden himself...

"The great river flows eastward...the stars in the sky join the Big Dipper!"

Not to mention, although the singing did not make the cold wind that blew from time to time disappear, it really calmed Liu Dahai's mood a lot.

He stopped thinking and strode towards home.

Liu Dahai's bungalow originally had a very spacious front yard, but later, city officials said that his yard encroached on the public walkway and did not have a land use certificate, so they forcibly cut it in half.

Because Liu Dahai was cowardly and afraid of trouble, he extended the fence back half a meter during the renovation. Therefore, when viewed from the street, the gate of Liu Dahai's house was obviously concave compared with his neighbors.

Because of this incident, Liu Dahai became the laughing stock of his neighbors for a long time.

Those women laughed at Liu Dahai for his lack of seeds, and even threatened that if their yard was forced to shrink because of Liu Dahai, they would pour all the swill at the door of Liu's house every day.

Their yard was not forced to shrink, and the matter was settled...

But the funny thing is that there is a manhole cover on the roadside just a few steps from the door of Liu Dahai's house.

Since these bungalows are not connected to sewerage, the sewage used in the household is dumped outwards.

For the sake of convenience, these people simply used hoes to dig out a gap next to the manhole cover and poured sewage directly into it...

In the end, the swill was splashed at the door of Liu's house, just a few steps away...

As for Liu Dahai, he smelled the unique sour smell from far away and knew that he was almost at the door of his house.

He hurriedly took a few steps to avoid the well. As he turned, he lowered his head and illuminated it with his mobile phone. He took out the door key and planned to unlock the door and enter.

When he was about to look up at the door, Liu Dahai felt that there seemed to be two things in front of him, hanging at the door of his house...

Liu Dahai thought he was overtired and his eyesight was blurred, but when he raised his head completely and took a closer look, a chill suddenly climbed up from the soles of his feet along his legs, climbed up his back spine, and went straight to the sky!

Liu Dahai subconsciously took a step back, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground.

Liu Dahai didn't care whether he was broken or not. He held his cell phone tremblingly and took a photo at the door of his house...

In the not-so-bright light, a figure with feet dangling in the air was reflected...

It was a person, visually estimated to be about 1.4 meters tall, wearing a sweatshirt with Mickey Mouse printed on it...

Liu Dahai's eyes widened, and he felt his heart was aching, and his vision went black.

Liu Dahai remembered that sweater very clearly. He bought it for his son only half a month ago.

"No, it's impossible!" Liu Dahai trembled all over, holding his mobile phone and slowly looking up...

He wanted to make sure that the man hanging at the door was not his son.

However, when his eyes followed the light and landed on the man's face, a hysterical scream immediately roared out of Liu Dahai's throat.

"ah!!!"

In the light was a pale face, with bulging eyes and wide eyes. The pupils were completely dilated. The mouth was open, and the tongue sticking out had turned purple.

If you look carefully, you will find that this face has a childish appearance, and it clearly looks like a child.

And around his neck, there was a dark red rope, and the other end of the rope seemed to be hanging on the door frame...

"Son! Why!!!"

Liu Dahai went crazy and wanted to put his son down.

However, perhaps because of the slippery ground, he just stood up and fell again...

…

Early next morning.

Chen Xing was in a daze inside the police station.

It was his turn to work the day shift today, and Chen Xing knew that this would be another extremely boring morning.

Because there are very few cases that need to be handled at street police stations like this. After all, it is a time of peace and prosperity, and fewer and fewer people dare to test the law. However, the household registration department next to it is often overcrowded...

Just as Chen Xing was looking at the computer desktop in a daze, the door of the police station was suddenly pushed open!

In the cold wind, a figure staggered in. Before Chen Xing could speak, the man said in a hoarse voice: "I...I want to report the crime! I want to report the crime!"

Chen Xing's eyes fell on the visitor, looking up and down.

He was a middle-aged man with a messy suit, a pale face, big dark circles under his eyes, bloodshot eyes, and purple lips. It was hard to imagine what he had encountered before.

"Sit down and talk slowly, what happened?" Chen Xing waved to the other party to sit down and said.

However, the middle-aged man's next words made Chen Xing immediately jump up from his chair.

"Kill...kill...my whole family was killed!"

The man was out of breath, as if these words had exhausted all his remaining strength.

The common expressions of the four people, combined with his ferocious expression at this moment, made even Chen Xing feel trembling.

Chen Xing stood up, immediately walked out of the police station, stepped forward quickly, stabilized the shaky man, and asked in a serious tone: "What did you say?! Are you sure? This kind of thing is not a joke."

The man swallowed his saliva and said in his hoarse voice: "My wife and children were killed! You and I will find out when we go and take a look!"
Chapter completed!