Chapter 46: Horror Night

But as soon as his hand touched his shoulder, the little security guard slipped down silently. Seeing him rolling his eyes, it was obvious that he had fainted.

"Eh? Are you kidding?" Yin Hui looked at the young man who fainted on the ground in confusion.

"Don't this kid only twitch when he sees a dead body? Could it be..." Thinking of this, Yin Hui shuddered all over and turned around quickly.

But there was nothing behind him except the open elevator.

Yin Hui smiled bitterly, thinking that this boy must have indulged too much and had hallucinations. Just as he was about to bend down and help the young man up, he suddenly heard a "pop" sound, like the sound of water drops falling to the ground.

He dared to prick up his ears and listen carefully. When he remembered the second echo, he felt that the sound was very close to him, as if he was in the elevator. So he turned the lamp head and adjusted the flashlight's focusing ability to

Max, and then walked into the elevator cautiously.

The fluffy halo of light shines in the narrow corner, illuminating the place clearly.

There was blood everywhere in the elevator, forming a small dark red lake, flowing along the elevator door into the gap below. At the same time, there were small droplets falling one after another, like the next downpour.

Rain of blood.

Seeing this scene, an unpleasant feeling immediately penetrated Yin Hui's entire sensory nerves. After taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and fiercely raised his flashlight to shine on the ceiling of the elevator.

Oh my God!

Looking at it like this, Yin Hui's face turned from green to purple, from black to white in an instant. The flashlight that couldn't be held in his hand rolled to the ground, spinning around, and finally was hit by the metal on the elevator door.

The board bounced back, and the light illuminated half of the thing on it.

I saw a ferocious-looking guy, hanging from the ceiling just like Jesus in the Bible. His facial features were misaligned, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his body was covered with deep scratches. Especially his tongue... was actually...

His tongue was pulled out of his mouth. It was seven or eight times as long as an ordinary person. His neck was tightly wrapped around his neck and then hung on the ceiling. The yellow and green tongue coating was like a skinned strip.

The giant python made people tremble all over. The guy's eyes shed two straight tears of blood, hanging straight to his chin. The whites of his eyes turned up, staring straight at Yin Hui.

The blood wave like the Yangtze River in the elevator was directed by this victim.

Just staring blankly and stupidly, Yin Hui didn't react for a long time.

Squeak... I don't know whether it was the sudden north wind or the imbalance of strength. The corpse slowly began to turn, turning 360 degrees, and its tongue also twisted 360 degrees, twisting his body.

The corners of his mouth were curled up in a weird posture, slightly upward, as if he were smiling. Coupled with the empty eyes staring at him, it seemed to make the viewer's mental defense completely collapse.

Regardless of whether you have collapsed or not, Yin Hui has collapsed anyway...

But I saw him taking out his mobile phone from his pocket with trembling hands, and finally discovered to his horror that he was in such a hurry before leaving that he forgot to bring it with him.

And my feet were as weak as lead. It was really difficult to get out of here, and it was difficult to reach the sky.

The surroundings were filled with elements of darkness, and Yin Hui felt a pair of invisible hands pulling at her body, trying to drag her body into somewhere.

Squeak...the sound of tongue twisting still continued, and the walls on both sides were a little sticky, as if it was the blood mixed with the glue.

Zhou Haiqing's corpse was hanging unrest in mid-air, and his lonely shadow floated on the wall, like a group of demons dancing in the night of rebirth, and there were one or two splashes of blood from time to time, which made people even more frightened.

Yin Hui tried his best to maintain his last shred of reason, imagining how to get out of the current predicament.

Mobile phone, mobile phone. Yin Hui only thought of this word in her mind.

"Little security guard, by the way, little security guard." After saying that, he stumbled out of the elevator room. After groping with the little security guard for a long time, he finally found a rectangular hard object. When he took it out, he found it was an apple.

Four generations.

Without thinking too much, Yin Hui directly dialed the number of the police station.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

"Hurry... hurry, there is a life here, suburban funeral home, hurry..." Yin Hui's voice was mixed with infinite fear, which immediately cheered up the service staff who answered the call. He comforted Yin Hui a few times and then transferred the line.

I received a call from a nearby patrol officer.

After an unknown amount of time, Yin Hui finally regained her strength and stood up from the ground. After groping for a long time, she finally found the switch of the corridor wall lamp.

After all, he is an embalmer, and his mental endurance is much higher than that of ordinary people. He stood up and turned on the wall lamp. The entire passage instantly became a little brighter. However, it seemed that the light bulb had not been changed for a long time, and the dim brightness made this originally hideous and distorted image.

The corridors became even more bizarre.

Picking up the flashlight and helping the little security guard who had been whipped over from the ground, Yin Hui no longer had the strength to go downstairs, let alone carry this guy who weighed more than 100 kilograms. She could only wait here for the arrival of the police.

He now regrets that he didn't bring more people with him.

In order to divert his attention, Yin Hui fiddled with the fourth-generation Apple mobile phone in his hand to divert his thoughts.

"I really didn't realize it. A poor security guard like you can actually afford such a luxurious thing. I'm really impressed by you." While he was boringly testing the functions above, he paid attention to his surroundings.

I was wondering about the cause of this murder. Was it man-made or suicide?

However, the possibility of these two situations is not very high. Zhou Haiqing is usually upright and generous. Because of this, he is deeply loved by his colleagues, and he is also an optimist himself. How could he commit suicide? Moreover,

With this appearance and this way of death, who would believe it if he said it was suicide?

There is only one possibility, and that is ghosts...

Yin Hui's thoughts still couldn't help but go in the supernatural direction.

While he was thinking about it, the screen of his mobile phone that was playing a video suddenly turned black. He was so frightened that Yin Hui dropped his phone to the ground. When he reacted, he realized that he had accidentally pressed the camera function.

And my left hand happened to be blocking the camera, so the camera couldn't access the bright light, so it turned black.

He took a deep breath, bent down and picked up his phone, taking the opportunity to take a photo.

He clicked the photo button towards the ground and admired his masterpiece.

The dim yellow ground exudes a dim light, and the mud from the shoes stains the ground, forming footprints.

These footprints quickly attracted Yin Hui. Looking at these exquisite patterns on the ground, he unconsciously began to appreciate them.

Suddenly, another red handprint appeared in the camera.

Yin Hui's head immediately grew bigger, and she stared at the red handprint carefully.

Looking at the handprint, it was only the size of a three-year-old child's handprint, as if he had just walked through that pool of blood.

He was startled and quickly moved the phone away from his eyes and looked at the ground.

There are only your own footprints on the ground and nothing else.

I patted my chest and saw my heartbeat.

A large beam of light shone into the corridor from the window, followed by a series of sirens.

Yin Hui knew that the police were coming. A big stone finally fell to her heart.

Following the sound of the funeral home door and a commotion downstairs, dozens of police officers in official hats swarmed in and quickly took control of the scene.

The leader is still Ouyang Xue, the person in charge of the funeral home case.

"It's you again." That was the first thing Ouyang Xue said when she saw Yin Hui.

"Don't worry about me yet, look up there." Yin Hui pointed to the elevator and turned sideways.

Ouyang Xue looked suspiciously in the direction of Yin Hui's finger, and after three seconds of pause, she suddenly let out a high-decibel scream.

"People's police..." Yin Hui's face twitched.

How could Ouyang Xue have seen such a cruel scene? Although she is an inspector in name, it has only been less than three months since she graduated from the police academy!

After all, it was late at night and early in the morning, and the terrifying atmosphere more than doubled.
Chapter completed!