The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

In a villa covered tightly with snow, Xie Xuan was alone, swallowed by endless darkness.

The originally dim and warm lights suddenly went out without any warning. In an instant, the entire villa seemed to be dragged into bottomless darkness by a huge and invisible black hand.

He frowned and thought to himself that perhaps the heavy snow had broken the power lines, causing the power outage.

As a result, the monitoring system may have stopped functioning.

The darkness all around him was like a huge, airtight net that bound him tightly without leaving a single gap.

He moved his fingers carefully along the icy wall. Every time his skin touched the wall, he could feel the chill that penetrated deep into his bones.

Xie Xuan'an decided to find an electric baton first to check the suspicious object hanging outside.

He looked calm, trying to find even a hint of clue to confirm his location in this chaos.

Outside, the heavy snow was falling silently like a never-ending white storm. The whole world was shrouded in this pure white curtain of snow, and this lonely villa was like an isolated island in the ocean.

Xie Xuan'an's heartbeat sounded particularly clear and loud in the deathly silence. Every powerful beat seemed to be fighting with all his might against the boundless, suffocating darkness.

At this moment, he suddenly felt an extremely cold hand, gently caressing his cheek like a ghost.

The touch was like the hand of a dead person, causing all the hairs on his body to stand up instantly.

He turned around suddenly, but there was no other sound in the darkness except his own heavy and rapid breathing.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of initial fear flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He gritted his teeth, not giving fear any chance to take advantage, and continued to grope forward in the pitch-black darkness.

Until his fingers touched a cold and hard object - an electric prod.

He held it tightly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, with such force that his finger joints turned pale from excessive tension.

Xie Xuan'an, holding an electric baton, stepped out of the villa carefully. The light from the electric baton instantly broke the deep silence of the night and illuminated the horrifying scene in front of him.

He saw a figure hanging high in the air, and when he looked closely, he found that it was the body of the familiar plainclothes policeman who brought him meals every day.

There was a shocking deep mark on the corpse's neck, which was caused by an extremely thick rope that was ruthlessly tightened.

The skin at the place where the ligature was tied had been squeezed to turn purple and black, and blood was still slowly oozing out.

The policeman's eyes were wide open, filled with endless fear and despair, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was still shouting for help at the last moment of his life.

His clothes were tattered and stained with blood and snow. The skin on his face and hands had been frozen as hard as ice due to being exposed to the ice and snow for a long time. It was a lifeless grayish-white color and was covered with tiny ice chips as thin as needle tips.

On the snow, messy footprints and spots of blood were intertwined. The bloodstains were particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the pure white snow.

Xie Xuan'an looked at this absurd scene, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the surging emotions in his heart, trying to calm himself down as much as possible. His eyes revealed thoughtfulness.

He decided to go back to the villa to look for the emergency notification button. Amid his hurried steps, he had a strong intuition that there were pairs of malicious eyes watching him in the boundless darkness.

When I returned to the villa, an indescribable strange atmosphere hit me in the face.

With every step I took, I seemed to hear a faint, extremely weak breathing sound.

His brows were furrowed, his expression was very alert, his eyes were sharp, and he looked around calmly and carefully.

While searching for the notification button, the ordinary portraits on the wall seemed to come alive and gave him a strange sneer.

From time to time, there were some strange noises coming from the corner, as if some unknown creature was stirring in the darkness.

His heartbeat quickened uncontrollably, but his strong mental strength still allowed him to maintain clear thinking ability.

Finally, he found the button in a hidden corner and pressed it with hope, but there was no response.

This result made his heart sink to the bottom.

A trace of panic flashed through his mind, but he once again reminded himself not to panic.

Despite this, he was exhausted both physically and mentally and decided to go back to the bedroom to rest for a while.

On his way back to the bedroom, he walked into the extremely dim kitchen.

There were a few broken pots and pans piled up in the corner of the kitchen, and there were still uncleaned stains on the stove.

The lights could not be turned on, and only the extremely weak light coming in from outside struggled to shine into the house through the tightly drawn curtains.

He groped his way slowly to the sink. The faucet was an old, rusty type. It felt not only icy cold to the touch, but also rough and uneven.

He turned on the faucet gently with great anticipation, fully expecting cool water to gush out.

Unexpectedly, a stream of dark red thick liquid gushed out like a fountain, and the disgusting stench instantly spread.

It was actually blood!

The blood gathered wildly in the sink, forming a pool of sticky liquid with a creepy luster on the surface.

He touched it accidentally and felt it was sticky and cold like thousand-year-old ice, and his stomach churned violently.

He suppressed his extreme discomfort and hurried back to the bedroom. He climbed onto the bed exhausted and collapsed in that gentle land.

After covering himself with the quilt, Xie Xuan thought silently in his heart that there must be more than just the plainclothes policeman secretly monitoring him outside, but he had no idea where the other policemen were.

So he could only wait silently, hoping that some police would discover the horrific corpse outside tomorrow.

The snow outside is falling heavier.

He stared at the ceiling blankly with his eyes, his brows tightly furrowed throughout, never relaxing for a moment.

At this moment, a dark shadow slowly walked out of the darkness. It was his second personality.

The second personality sat quietly on his bed and said in a low and gentle voice:

"Go to sleep. This is all just an illusion. When you wake up again, everything will be fine."

Xie Xuan remained silent. He ignored the words of the second personality and still had his back to him.

At this time, Xie Xuan'an was full of doubts and uneasiness. He was thinking:

"Can I really believe that this is just an illusion? But everything in front of me is so real. What will happen tomorrow?"

With this question in mind, time passed by bit by bit.

As the night deepened, the pure white snow contrasted with the pitch-black night.

slumber.

The second personality crawled into the bed and hugged him.