I know a thing or two about the supernatural

Did it escape through the window?

Lifting up the curtains that fluttered with the wind, Gerald put his hands on the window sill with a gloomy expression, letting the breeze blow his cheeks.

Water stains...Water stains on the window sills...

It seemed that the man had indeed escaped through the window.

However, just when Gerald was about to leave the window, the long vertical window fell down violently.There was only a bang, and the hand that didn't leave the window sill in time was smashed into a bloody mess.

"Ahhhh!"

Gerald screamed, and at the same time withdrew his hand, wrapping the towel beside him around his hand.

It hurts!

What the hell is going on with this window?Is it broken?

In a hurry, Gerald carefully put his hand on the faucet, trying to wash the wound on his hand with cold water.However, he made the mistake of not testing the water temperature in advance.

Zizizi!

The hot boiling water and the bloody wound formed a strong physical reaction, and the painful sensation went from the nerve to the cerebral cortex.

There was another scream, and under the influence of the pain, Gerald's tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"F...K!"

After swearing, Gerald adjusted the water temperature slightly tremblingly, and when the tap finally turned cold, his expression eased a little.

There is a problem, there is absolutely a problem!

How could the water be boiling at the beginning, even if the gas was turned on, the water temperature was not so fast.

It can only show that there are indeed other people in the house, including that window, and they are all traps of that person.

Not good, fooled!

Gerald reacted abruptly. If there were really people in the room, would they have deliberately led him away?The purpose is to save Lester.

I have to go back quickly!

Without thinking about it, Gerald started to return the same way, and when he returned to Leicester's living room, he couldn't help but froze.

The breeze was blowing on Gerald's cheeks, and there was the smell of damp earth, lush trees, and an alluring fragrance.

This this……

For a moment, Gerald was speechless in surprise.

After only leaving for a short while, the living room turned into a small forest, and this forest was familiar to Gerald as it was the place where he often buried his corpse.

"Hi, hi, hi."

He heard the voice of a person in the woods, as well as the sound of the shovel waving, which made Gerald swallow a mouthful of saliva, and stepped into this weird woods cautiously.Then, a familiar figure came into view.

It was a burly man who was shoveling the soil with a shovel.

On the ground, there was a corpse with only bones left, only a little bit of carrion remained on the head.

The person who buried the corpse was... me?

Gerald's body trembled a little, but it seemed that he knew Gerald's arrival, the person who buried the body turned his head, and he was shocked to see the same face as Gerald.

After seeing Gerald, the man with the same face as Gerald gave a weird smile and walked over with a shovel in his hand.

"Since I was seen by you, then I can only kill you. Don't worry, I will not waste the useful part of your body. I will use it well and let it save more people!.

no, do not want!

run, run!

With a touch of hysteria, Gerald turned around and wanted to escape from the woods, but the man who had a face with Gerald behind him quickly caught up, and at the same time raised the shovel in his hand high.

Bang!

Gerrard was hit on the back of the head, which made Gerrard fall to the ground unbalanced, and at the same time the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"Oh? Haven't noticed yet, you guy still has a knife? You almost overturned the car."

Picking up the knife that Gerald had dropped on the ground, the man with the same face as Gerald kicked Gerald mockingly, picking up Gerald like a chicken.

"You know, I like you tramps the most."

"It's poor and stupid, but at least the energy keeps supplying me with goods."

"And no one cares about his death, and it will not attract police investigation."

"I like you tramps the most!"

A morbid smile appeared on his face, and the man with the same face as Gerald stabbed Gerrard in the stomach, and at the same time skillfully took out a medical ice pack.

This action made Gerald, who had lost too much blood, a little dazed.

I seem to have said the same thing and done the same thing.

In other words, what he is playing now is the victim at that time.

"God...please forgive me...."

Looking at the man's triumphant expression, Gerald's consciousness fell into deep darkness.

Compared with Gerrard, Leicester now has a look of astonishment.

In fact, when Gerrard came back from the bathroom, Lester had already woken up.Although under the influence of ether, his body is still unable to move, or even speak, but at least his consciousness is still there.

But what is the situation now?

He saw Gerald undressing himself and slashing open his belly with the knife in his hand.

While paddling, he reached in and cried vaguely at the same time.

"God...please forgive me..."

After saying this sentence, Gerald's body suddenly fell down heavily as if he had lost all his strength, and there was only air coming out of his nasal cavity but no air coming in.

What exactly is going on?

Could it be that Gerald is insane?

Chapter 85: The Damn Mosquito

what happened?

Lester showed an incredulous expression, staring blankly at Gerald who was already silent.

After a long time, after the effect of the medicine wore off, he got up from the ground slightly trembling, and at the same time covered his nasal cavity with his hand.

Weird, really weird.

Gerrard, who was already winning, suddenly went crazy and cut open his stomach with a fruit knife.

What's even more strange, as if he didn't know that his stomach was cut open, he endured the severe pain without changing his face, pulled his intestines out of his abdominal cavity, and what did he say to forgive me?

This scene is like being possessed by an evil spirit!

Suddenly, Lester seemed to have thought of something, instead of looking at Gerrard's body, he stumbled to the computer and stared blankly at the computer screen in front of him.

To be precise, it is Shirasaki's homepage on Facebook.

And with his hands on the keyboard, he asked the question he wanted to ask most now.

"Guide of hell, what is going on? Could it be that the soul of the victim really protected me?"

Before Shirasaki could reply, some other netizens saw Lester's question.

"Hey, isn't this the guy who claimed to be Gerald's neighbor just now? Why aren't you dead yet?"

Someone's tone was weird. Judging from his previous comments, it seemed that he didn't believe anything about Gerrard at all, let alone that Lester was Gerrard's neighbor.

Of course, most people are still friendly.

"Hey, the one above, you're talking too much! Well, that's called Lester, right? Don't pay attention to that bastard above, tell me what happened."

"Yeah, what happened? Did you really see a ghost when you asked this question?"

"Ghosts... no, I don't see any ghosts."

Lester truthfully answered what he had seen and heard: "However, that Gerald seemed to have gone crazy. He could kill me, but he cut open his stomach and grabbed his intestines. out."

What?

Lester's answer made many netizens dumbfounded.

After a long time, someone replied.

"Are you kidding me? Or, are you kidding us the whole time?"

"That's right, I cut my stomach open. Just thinking about it hurts like hell, why don't you change your face and your heart beat. Besides, you must have lied to us, right, with the guides from hell!"

"I……"

Faced with doubts from netizens, Lester was speechless for a while, not knowing how to explain this strange phenomenon to them.In the end, Shirasaki came to help Lester out of the siege.

It was a video, a video of exactly what happened.

However, the scene that appeared in the video was slightly different from what Lester saw.

"This...this is..."

Staring fixedly at the screen, Lester's eyeballs almost popped out.

Because in the video, there are a few false shadows floating in the air.At the same time, Lester could still feel the trace of resentment in the eyes of those shadows.

This is the ghost of the victim Gerrard killed

Turning his head suddenly, Lester looked around the room with lingering fear.Ever since he watched the video, he always felt that someone in the room was watching him, and maybe it was right behind him.

I... I'd better call the police as soon as possible, anyway, Lester doesn't dare to stay in this room anymore.

In a hurry, Lester stood up and threw the house in a hurry.

On the Internet, the discussion among netizens is still going on.

"Hey, hello, are you sure this video is not made with special effects? And according to the picture of the video, it means that these dead souls possessed Gerald and manipulated Gerald's body to complete these actions?"

"Don't be like this. It's late at night. I'm afraid to watch this video. I'm alone in the room now. Ever since I watched this video, I always feel that there is someone behind me."

"I'm more disgusted than scared... You know, it's a large intestine, it's full of that..."

The discussion became more and more intense, but Shirasaki, who was sitting in front of the computer, frowned slightly, and curled her lips.

This time, the effect did not meet expectations, and was even far less than expected.

Is it because many people don't believe it?Even with video evidence?Even when all the parties involved come out.

After thinking about it for a while, Shirasaki felt a little relieved.

There are so many foreign countries with different customs and cultural backgrounds.

It is difficult to achieve the so-called empathy effect.

What's more, although he is a vicious guy this time, he is just an unknown person, unless he adds some gimmicks or something.

Like racists who hate black people.

For example, the murderer is also a transgender person and an environmentalist.

In this way, public opinion will explode and achieve the desired effect.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs.

Next time, pick a slightly more famous celebrity, preferably on a live TV show.

Thinking of this, Shirasaki narrowed her eyes, and then sighed silently.

At the same time, he got up slightly, stretching his stiff muscles and bones after sitting for a long time.

Then, in her mind, the voice of the system sounded.

"Master, you don't need to be so troubled."

"Well, is there a problem?"

Shirasaki raised his eyebrows, motioning the system to continue.

"It's like this. The system thinks that you are taking too much effort, master. You can definitely learn from those horror movies and create large-scale supernatural events."