One-third of the people in the screening room have already left, and those in the back row can see at a glance that there is a large space in front of them.

The ghost has floated to the last row, and it is looking at the people in the back row one by one, perhaps choosing which person to start with.

Li Xuehao pretended not to see it, but he could see the other person's appearance clearly. He was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance but a very tall figure. He was estimated to be 1.9 meters tall, but he was also very thin and tall.

A bamboo pole.

He was wearing a cheap suit, and judging from the style of the suit, it was already very tacky. It was probably a popular product more than ten or twenty years ago.

This man must have been dead for a long time, at least as long as his clothes.

Neither Nishimura Mana nor Asumi Rimi could see it. It floated from the left aisle in the last row to the right aisle, and finally selected its target.

The target person is a fat man. One person can almost fill the seats that seem loose to ordinary people. He has a fat upper body and a super big belly. He can hold up three or four ordinary people. Sitting there, he looks like a

A mountain of meat.

Perhaps it was because of his fatness that he was chosen as the first target by the ghost as thin as a bamboo pole.

The fat man was watching the movie, very focused. It seemed that everything around him had no impact on him. He was only immersed in his own world.

Facing a horror movie, there was no trace of nervousness or fear on his face. It seemed that the terrifying atmosphere in the movie was nothing more than that to him. Maybe that's how big his heart was.

But as he watched, he suddenly noticed something was wrong. From the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a person standing next to him. Standing quietly, motionless.

He didn't pay attention at first, but after a while, the figure was still standing there, as if there were roots under his feet.

The fat man was finally attracted to his attention. He turned his head slightly and saw a tall figure standing there motionless. With the help of the bright light on the screen, he could roughly see what the other person looked like.

This is a middle-aged uncle. Compared to a man in his twenties, he is a respectable person.

"You..." The fat man was about to greet him politely, but his expression suddenly froze because he discovered that the figure was translucent, like a virtual image.

But, will there be a virtual image here? He opened his eyes wide and found this middle-aged man with a translucent body, smiling slightly at him.

"Ah -" The fat man screamed like a slaughtered pig, then rolled his eyes upwards and passed out simply.

"Kitamura, what's wrong with you? Kitamura!" Beside him, his friend was calling his name and shaking his body at the same time. But for him who was completely unconscious, he couldn't hear any sound from the outside world at all.

This sudden scene finally made the people in the last row of seats uneasy.

"It seems to have suddenly become cold." someone said.

"Let's go."

"I always feel like there's something extra here."

"Go quickly."

People in the last row left one after another, and the fat man named Kitamura left the screening hall with the support of two friends and a theater staff.

In the end, only Li Xuehao, Nishimura Mana and Asumi Rimi were left in this row, and all the seats around them were empty.

At this time, even Azumi Rimi, who did not believe in evil, felt a little scared in her heart, because she heard what the few people who left said, but she would not know it unless they said it. When she talked about it, she felt that it was indeed the case, and the temperature around her seemed really...

Since she was wearing a dress and her arms were bare, she felt that the pores on her arms were standing up, so she couldn't help but rub them with her hands.

Nishimura's real name has been paying attention to her actions. When she saw this, although she felt an uneasy feeling around her, she did not forget what the other party said before. Now is the time to fight back: "College student, are you very cold?

?Would you like me to lend you some clothes?"

Wearing a fashionable skirt, she is indeed "warmer" than Rimi Asumi, who only wears a dress.

"No need!" Azumi Rimi gave her a cold look.

"Aren't you leaving now? Maybe it will get colder later." Seeing her holding back the cold, Nishimura Manami felt even more proud.

"If it's cold, Koji will hug me." Rimi Asumi was not to be outdone. As she spoke, she took the arm of someone in the middle and leaned her body against him.

Nishimura Zhenna was immediately furious. This woman, this woman, does she want to die?

Seeing her standing up, Li Xuehao seemed to be preparing to pull away from Asumi Rimi. He glanced at it because there was no one else in the last row. It was obvious that the mischievous ghost targeting them was drifting over here, and he stopped Nishimura's real name in time.

Action: "Officer Nishimura, now is not the time to make a scene."

Hearing that he had returned to the unfamiliar name before, Nishimura realized his impulse and sat down again.

"Hmph!" Rimi Asumi snorted softly to express her pride in defeating someone.

Nishimura Mana held back her anger, but she didn't want this woman to monopolize someone by herself, so she also held his other arm.

Azumi Rimi frowned, but she also knew that just talking was useless, so she had no choice but to endure it.

Li Xuehao never really paid attention to the jealousy between the two women. Anyway, he had already made up his mind that an opportunity like this would never happen again next time.

"There's something, I hope you won't be too surprised or scared." The mischievous ghost was getting closer and closer, and Li Xuehao thought it was better to "pave the way" for them first, so as not to be suddenly frightened and faint like the unlucky ones before.

"What?" Nishimura Mana and Asumi Rimi were both startled, not understanding why he suddenly said such a thing.

"There is a ghost floating towards us." Li Xuehao said calmly.

"..." Nishimura's real name and Asumi Rimi's hearts suddenly tightened. The former believed in the existence of ghosts, so he was more fearful and vigilant, while the latter was filled with doubts and vague uneasiness.

"Koji, are you kidding?" Asumi Rimi held his hand a little tighter, but his serious expression didn't seem fake.

Li Xuehao shook his head: "In fact, Officer Nishimura was not wrong. There is indeed a ghost here. But don't worry, it doesn't have much malice. It's just playing pranks on people to make them afraid of it."

"Really, really?" The two of them didn't know whether they were asking him if there really was a ghost, or confirming with him whether the ghost really didn't have any great malice.
Chapter completed!