Horror Studio

This is a newly-built group. The name of the group is called "Fucking the Ghost Group". Anonymous is the owner and administrator of the group. With Anonymous, there are only 8 people in total.

"The three of you didn't join in, otherwise it should be 11." Qian Jiangyue looked around.

The situation in the house now is like this, Qian Jiangyue is sitting in the middle of the sofa, Qian Cangyi is sitting on his left, Shiliting and Wutong are sitting on Qian Jiangyue's right, all four of them are staring at the screen at this time.

"From the current situation, there may be only ten people who survived the attack of the ‘ghost’." Qian Jiangyue said.

"It is very possible that even if the person who once posted the message'I want to watch the ghost' was sleeping last night, under the attack of the ghost, either died or woke up, it is absolutely impossible that nothing has happened." Wutong said Out of my own analysis.

"Yeah, Wutong sister is too right." Shiliting suddenly realized.

"Let's board ours too, it should be no problem to open four." Qian Cang patted Qian Jiangyue on the shoulder.

Soon, Qian Jiangyue logged in the accounts of the other three, and then all agreed to the invitation of the ‘fuck group’, and after the three joined, he began to speak anonymously.

"Now, do you believe it?" Anonymous repeated the question again.

"Who are you?" a person whose screen name is the sky of fate replied.

"Yeah, who are you?" The screen name Xiaoqiqi also replied.

"It doesn't matter who I am, right? What you really care about is that you will never encounter ghosts again." An anonymous message appeared on the screen.

"Will it be?" It can be seen between the lines that the fate sky is very angry.

"Night is never your time." Anonymous did not answer the question directly.

"What do you mean?" The sky of fate replied a message.

"If you can survive tonight, then I will continue to answer your questions. Now, cherish your last time, because they have never said kindly." After anonymous speaking, the profile picture turned gray.

The four of them did not speak, looking at the computer screen quietly.

"He meant... we still have to..." Shiliting broke the silence.

"That should be it. Every day is equivalent to an assessment. Only those who successfully advance to the next assessment can get more information. This so-called anonymous person seems to be screening something." Wutong drank warm water, his face Still smiling.

"Why do you all seem to be calm, don't you care?" After knowing what he was going to face next, Shiliting couldn't calm down at all.

The feeling of knowing that the danger is coming, but I can't avoid it, feels very uncomfortable, as if I have been tied to a chair, and there is a time bomb under the chair, and it is counting down.

"Shiliting, there is no movie that will allow actors to pass through without any danger. Maybe some movies seem to be in no danger at all, but in places we can’t see, perhaps a crisis is brewing. If we can’t stop these dangers in advance, When it finally breaks out, the only thing we can do is to remember our own life." Wutong comforted, these things Shiliting will face sooner or later, but for her, she has already accepted these dangers. Hell movie What is truly terrifying is not just danger.

"In fact, don't worry too much, at least we are not in danger during the day, right?" Qian Jiangyue said, then turned to look at Qian Cangyi, "Of course, you are different."

"Stop talking, I'll go to bed first. If I guess correctly, the police will definitely make progress there. This time the movie is different." Qiancang drank his drink and walked to the guest room.

Qian Jiangyue yawned and said to Wutong and Shiliting beside him: "I'm tired too, so let's watch TV first. If you have nothing else, we will spend the four of us together tonight. Maybe you can find something, and there is a sympathy for each other."

"Well, I think so too." Wutong nodded.

Shiliting did not speak, her expression was very hesitant, and she was weighing something in her mind.

After seeing Shiliting's expression, Qian Jiangyue lowered her head and glanced at the floor without speaking, and went straight to her bedroom.

Wutong saw all this, but she didn't speak either, instead she poured herself a glass of warm water and at the same time helped Shiliting a glass.

"Let's drink a glass of warm water first, it's good for your stomach." Wutong said softly to Shiliting.

"Thank you Sister Wutong." Shiliting smiled brightly and took the disposable water cup in Wutong's hand.

...

At the same time, in the office of the city police station, a middle-aged man was full of anger. His beard was very clean and he felt very capable. He was the police chief Qin Luo of Qicheng. There are five police officers standing in front of him, all of whom are in charge of a certain area of ​​Qicheng.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Qin Luo pushed forward the report in his hand. "Twenty-four people died strangely in one night! You didn't have any suspects. Did they all commit suicide!" "

"Qin Bureau~www.wuxiaspot.com~ According to my subordinates, there was a witness who behaved very strangely." Xia Hongzhen replied cautiously, trying not to touch Qin Luo's minefield.

"What a strange method?" Qin Luo asked sternly.

"When my subordinates questioned him, he actually attacked the police and escaped. Qin Bureau, do you think this is strange?" Xia Hongzhen increased the volume, obviously he was also very suspicious of this.

"What's this person's name?" Qin Luo felt a little better.

"Call...Call...Huo Zun, yes, just call it this name." After Xia Hongzhen finished speaking, he nodded, as if complacent.

"What is suspicious about him besides escaping? Did your investigation reveal anything?" Qin Luo put his hands and fingers crossed on the desk.

"Uh..." Xia Hongzhen had nothing to say for a while.

"Do you want to wait for me to investigate?" Qin Luo's voice increased again, like a volcano about to erupt.

"No, no, Qin Bureau, listen to me, we investigated, but we didn't find any special place..." Later, Xia Hongzhen's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was like the buzzing of mosquitoes. same.

"Shen Xing, tell me about it." Qin Luo turned his gaze to another police officer.

The police officer's beer belly is very conspicuous, and his face has a lot of fat.

"Well... Qin Ju, if you want me to see, it might really be a suicide!" Shen Xing's eyes widened, and he said his amazing answer.

"Fart!" Qin Luo slammed the table with the palm of his right hand.

"Qin Bureau, in fact, last night's case, as far as the homicides occurred in the area under my jurisdiction, apart from the fact that they all died on the same night, there is a more important point." Wei Chenghe spoke, talking to the other two. Compared with the police officers, he is younger, but on the contrary, he is more stable than the other two police officers.