Qi Yi beat him randomly one after another, but there was no movement.

He quickly exhausted his strength and had to stop attacking. He only felt extremely sore in his arms, his chest muscles kept twitching, his back and thighs ached everywhere, and the wounds on his shoulders were so painful that they penetrated his bones.

"Whirring whirring……"

Is that damn thing... gone?

Qi Yi gasped and looked around. It was pitch black, and he could only see the vague outline of the bed and wardrobe.

The smell of blood stimulated his adrenal glands, and he did not dare to relax at all. His eyes patrolled back and forth in the darkness without blinking.

Time passed by, and Qi Yi's muscles were as tight as a stone. He had no concept of time. He didn't know how long it had passed, but there was still no movement in the room.

Is that damn thing gone?

The muscles all over Qi Yi's body were sore and swollen to the limit. Reason gradually overcame fear, and his body slowly softened.

Bang bang bang!

A heavy and rapid knock on the door suddenly sounded, making Qi Yi almost jump up. Then he heard Lao Chi's anxious voice: "Lao Qi? Are you in there? What's going on? Open the door quickly!"

Qi Yi turned around, surprised and happy that Lao Chi had finally arrived.

But immediately after, his heart shrank again.

The thing once again hugged his calf and climbed up.

A chill came over him, slowly covering him...

Qi Yi's heart felt chilly, and goosebumps appeared all over his body. He couldn't help shouting: "Lao Chi!"

"Lao Qi? What's wrong with you? Open the door quickly!"

"save……!"

As soon as he uttered a word, a claw was strangled in his throat, and the sharp and cold nails pressed against his skin.

He didn't dare to act rashly or say a word, for fear of irritating something behind him. Outside the door, Lao Chi only heard the word "help" and immediately became furious. He kicked the door twice, but when he saw that the door didn't move, he didn't bother to look for it.

Tool, took two steps back and slammed into the door panel.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Lao Qi, what's wrong with you? Say something back!"

Qi Yi's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. He felt that the claws were tightening more and more tightly, and his breathing had begun to be difficult. The skin on his neck also stung extremely. Apart from the stinging pain, he vaguely felt something moving along his face.

It slid down his skin, feeling warm and itchy, as if a small insect had crawled over it.

It was probably blood, and the skin might have been scratched.

Under the influence of suffocation, Qi Yi could no longer care about anything. He tilted his head back hard, his whole back stretched like a bow, and scratched back desperately with both hands, but he missed nothing and caught nothing.

He gradually became desperate, his face turned from pale to purple, wisps of black and blue appeared at the base of his fingernails, and his consciousness slowly faded away.

In a daze, he suddenly felt like he had experienced this feeling before, very recently, just in the past two days.

He remembered that the night before yesterday, in the duty lounge, he woke up with a start and found that he had put on his autumn clothes, and he had put them on inside out.

That time it wasn't the collar that strangled the neck, but was it really strangled?

I'm really unwilling. The case hasn't been solved yet, but clues have been found. Wang Zangfeng...

boom!

A loud noise brought back his consciousness, and his neck suddenly relaxed. His body could no longer squeeze out any strength. As soon as the claws were released, his body involuntarily went soft to the ground. Qi Yi felt that his hands and feet were all numb.

It's numb, numb to the point of tingling.

"Fuck!" He vaguely heard Lao Chi yelling: "What the hell is this?! Stop! Don't run!"

Lao Chi seemed to have chased him away.

Only then did Qi Yi regain some strength. He instinctively twisted his body and lay on his side, covering his neck with both hands, shrinking his legs, curling up with his knees against his chest, retching and coughing, and bloody saliva came from

The corners of his mouth overflowed, sticky and stretched into threads, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

When the footsteps came, Lao Chi was worried about Qi Yi and quickly turned back. When he saw Qi Yi lying on the ground, he was shocked and crouched down to look at him. He asked anxiously: "Were you attacked? Are you injured?"

Is it serious? Should I take you to the hospital?"

Qi Yi didn't have the strength to speak, so he waved his hands with difficulty and continued to breathe.

Lao Chi was a little overwhelmed and hurriedly stroked Qi Yi's back to calm him down. After waiting for a long time, he suddenly got up and ran out in the dark. As he ran, he said: "I'll get you a glass of water!"

Soon, he came back with a cup, put a hand under Qi Yi's arm, dragged him, and pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed.

Qi Yi took Lao Chi's hand and drank cold water, which made him feel better. However, his throat still hurt badly and his whole body was sore and numb.

After drinking a glass of water, Qi Yi asked hoarsely: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

"It tripped." Lao Chi gritted his teeth: "It suddenly tripped at a critical moment in the game, but there was no problem with the switch at home, so I went to the power distribution room to check and found that the valve there had tripped. After tinkering for a long time, I couldn't fix it.

Push it up and knock it down, push it up and knock it down, damn it!"

Qi Yi's breathing gradually calmed down and he regained some strength: "Did you just go to the power distribution room?"

"Yes, the sentimental people were playing tricks on one another. As soon as I left, these people came and made the house a mess. As soon as I came back, I found that the door to your room was closed. I told you not to close it."

Qi Yi no longer wants to dwell on this issue. He is more concerned about the ghost now: "I didn't lock him up, and I don't know what happened. Did you find anything after chasing him out?"

"What the hell is that thing? It doesn't look like a human, but like a monkey. It ran very fast. I chased it to the elevator room and it disappeared in a flash. I was afraid that you might have a problem, so I came back first. You

After two attacks with it, did you find anything? Is that thing a monkey?"

Qi Yi shook his head, his voice still hoarse: "It shouldn't be a monkey, but I couldn't see clearly. I looked up when I was on the bed. It was lying on the ceiling, its head twisted 180 degrees, and its face was all black.

Mao, only a mouth can be seen, and I even suspected that it might not have eyes."

"What?" Lao Chi was startled by his description: "The head is twisted 180 degrees? No eyes? Lao Qi, are you kidding me?"

He had already thrown the concept of "ghost" out of his mind, but the shadow Qi Yi described was so weird that he was a little shaken.

Qi Yi didn't answer. He was also scared, his body was still trembling from time to time, and the shadow in his heart lingered.

After being a forensic doctor for so many years, it’s not like he hasn’t faced danger head-on. Over the years, he has solved all kinds of cases, seen a lot of crazy and vicious shrimp demons, and even discovered homemade incendiary bombs buried at the scene. He was no closer to death than this time.

There were too many, but none like this, which made him fearful and uneasy and made him feel powerless.

With no way to escape, no way to resist, no way to struggle, he could only feel the loss of life little by little, which made him despair.
Chapter completed!