There were frogs croaking in the fields, and there were also unknown insects.
In this extremely silent night, traces of human activities disappeared, and only the sounds of nature could be heard vaguely.
Two figures walked in the dark on the village path, making no sound like ghosts.
"Old man Huang's wife has been away from home for a while. They said they were returning to her parents' home, but in fact this was not the case at all." A woman said in a low voice.
"Then what are you going to do?" another deep voice asked.
"False confession, I'll scare him first!"
"..."
The trench coat detective was a little speechless. He looked at the extremely silent rice fields not far away. Under the moonlight, the intertwined vines and wooden frames could be faintly seen.
Not only rice is grown in the fields in the countryside, but also vegetables such as fruits and melons are grown in some fields.
On the field path farther away, a half-human-tall statue stood in the ground. Only a vague outline could be seen in the darkness, like a scarecrow quietly watching the entire field.
That thing should be the "green-faced fangs" statue made by the villagers, which is often used to take photos for tourists.
The detective in the trench coat looked at it, frowned in discomfort, and turned his head to keep up with the female reporter.
The cool breeze of late spring blows through the fields, carrying the fragrance of earth and grass, and a hint of icy coolness.
The location of Old Man Huang's home had been found out by the female reporter when they were running around during the day. At this time, in the night, they used the faint light of the mobile phone flashlight to carefully walk through the bungalows.
Suddenly, a strange figure flashed in a corner not far away, but no one noticed it.
"cough……"
Next to the window of the bungalow, the female reporter leaned against the wall and cleared her throat. However, when she subconsciously turned around and looked around, she discovered that the detective in the trench coat who had been following her just now was missing.
The female reporter was stunned for a moment and took a photo behind her with her cell phone, but she still didn't see anyone.
What the hell?
This routine of following and disappearing inexplicably looks so much like the beginning of a horror movie!
Suddenly, another gust of cold wind hit her. The female reporter couldn't help but hugged her arms and shivered subconsciously.
The cold weather in spring will kill young people!
Wait, it’s already late spring now, why would it be so cold? I’m just scaring myself!
So the female reporter opened her flip phone and sent a text message to the trench coat detective.
We already have technological tools, so we don’t have to risk our lives to search in an unfamiliar environment. However, the signal in the village is not very good, and the text messages keep showing “delivering”.
The female reporter closed her phone irritably, cursed "pig teammate" in her mind, then turned around and walked to the front door.
She took out the tools she had with her and opened the door lock easily. She was originally worried that the door bolt would be stuck inside, but she pulled it and opened the door directly.
When we got here, the female reporter became wary.
She turned back to look again, and saw bungalows located everywhere in the darkness. Except for the chirping of insects and birds, it was extremely quiet at night.
Where did that innocent detective go?
After thinking about it, the female reporter opened the door and cautiously reached in.
In the whole village, only Old Man Huang's family had the biggest troubles. The mother-in-law was said to have been eaten or killed by monsters. She wanted to know about the "Green Faced Fangs", and maybe apart from the village chief, this person was the only one who knew the most.
But during the day, the villagers seemed warm and polite, but in fact they were extremely wary of them, as if everything they said had been rehearsed in advance.
We can only take a side road to find out the news.
The female reporter entered the living room, and the bedroom was on the right, but at this time, she smelled a strange smell.
A little fishy and a little disgusting...
Suddenly, the female reporter's body froze and she stood in the dark living room. The only sound of death around her was her own shallow breathing. The coolness of late spring poured into her body and heart, until it spread throughout her body!
She swallowed, and at this moment, the signal light of the flip phone came on.
When the female reporter reacted, her fingers were trembling a little because of her loud heartbeat, but she still quickly opened her phone.
I don’t know when that text message was sent, and now it’s the detective in trench coat who has replied.
[I saw a strange shadow. You go to Old Man Huang’s house first, and I’ll follow you there to see what’s going on.]
Female reporter: "!!!"
I'm going to knock you! Did you hear me? I'm going to knock you!
If you see something strange, why don't you talk to your teammates first?
We have already walked nearby, why do we have to act alone, and then let our teammates act alone!
Have you never seen a horror movie in your last life?!
The female reporter's chest rose and fell violently. She took a deep breath to suppress the impulse in her heart, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly she didn't know what she was thinking, and her body stopped again.
After thinking about it, the female reporter took out her camera, walked quietly to the door of the bedroom, and then gently pushed the door with her finger.
The ajar door swung open, and the cool breeze blew in from the window, making the fishy smell even stronger.
She squinted her eyes and carefully shone the flashlight into the room. She saw a large blood stain spread on the bed, and the blood stain spread all the way to the bedroom window.
Something has happened at Old Man Huang’s house!
And people are missing!
The female reporter tremblingly took out her camera, adjusted the silent mode skillfully, and took several photos of the empty room.
Then, she didn't dare to stay long and left quickly while asking for the location of the trench coat detective.
As the saying goes, if you don't do something bad, don't be afraid of walking at night. Although she doesn't feel that she is doing something bad now, she is also afraid of something strange appearing on the road in the middle of the night.
It wasn't until she left the tile-roofed area and came to the concrete avenue of the village that the spacious area and field of vision gave her a sense of security.
This is a village road, and if you just shout, you can probably call out a group of villagers.
The windbreaker detective hasn't responded yet, and the female reporter looked a little impatient. She wanted to continue the investigation, but the changes in Old Man Huang's family made her a little wary.
She stood in the middle of the village road, with the ancestral hall on the right, the river on the left, and fields beyond.
Suddenly, the female reporter turned her head and looked to the left.
…
…
From time to time, a frog croaked in the fields, and a slight cool breeze blew the leaves in the melon fields.
In the silent night, in addition to the chirping of insects and birds, there were also weird "cooing, cooing" sounds under the swaying vines. The misty moonlight shone down, and a strange shadow was vaguely projected on the fields.
The strong smell of blood spread, and the scarlet liquid spread along the ravines in the field, gradually flowing under a pair of cloth shoes.
Suddenly, the strange shadow stopped.
In an instant, those chewing sounds stopped, and there was a dead silence in the entire dark field, an eerie silence!
It seemed to be searching for something, and a dangerous and frightening atmosphere spread in this field.
"Well……"
The trembling girl originally planned to move away, but suddenly a hand came out from behind to cover her mouth tightly, and also held her shoulders to prevent her from moving.
"Shh."
In the darkness, the deep voice came out next to her ear, and the hot breath made the entire auricle become hot.
"Don't move around, or you'll get eaten by the harpoon."
