No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

To be honest, the hermit was hacked by the blood-stained bone-slicing knife for two whole days, and his behavior of not resting for a minute and a second made his mentality almost explode. In addition, most of his head was cut off by the blood-stained bone-slicing knife. The person himself didn't realize that his current state was very wrong, and he grinned an ugly malicious smile, "This kind of curse enshrined in a physical object destroys the container that carries the curse, I don't believe you can continue to do it. Demon."

Looking around, there was no trace of the blood-stained bone-chopping knife.

"That's it? Are you afraid? Haven't you been very good these two days? You will never stop until you kill me, and now you dare not show up? You have the ability to kill me, but you can't come out?" The hermit was nervous Whispering and growling.

The bright light of the strong flashlight shines from a distance, and the security guards patrolling the night shift around the iron and steel factory soon find the hermit standing on the fence looking suspicious. Although the security guards patrolling the night shift couldn't see clearly the half of the hermit's head cut off by the blood-stained bone cutter because they were too far away, they were still taken aback.

"Who is there?"

"Come down, come down!"

"If you don't come down, I'll call the police!"

Three glaring lights came from a distance, all concentrated on the hermit, and a stern scolding sound spread to the hermit's ears from far and near.

100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters...

After reaching a distance of 30 meters, under the illumination of three glaring lights, the hermit's head, which had been cut off in half by a blood-stained bone-chopping knife, clearly appeared in front of the rushing night shift patrol security.

At present, what the hermit brings to the security guards on the night shift is not just a simple scare. After midnight in the middle of the night, I witnessed a man whose head was cut off in half by a sharp weapon, and a bloody dead man stood on the wall of the factory building.. ....

Let alone the night shift patrolling security guards who rushed to surround the suspicious person, they had never heard of such a scary thing as now.

Some daring security guards yelled, "Are you going to die? Stay up late at night and wear a dead man's mask to scare people here. We just need to call the police. When the police come and catch you, at least you will be charged with picking quarrels and provoking trouble. At least fifteen days in detention!"

Before he finished speaking, the people around him pulled his skirt tremblingly and whispered in his ear, "Brother Zhao, stop talking, this thing is dirty, I used to work as a security guard on the night shift in Huatian Building I've seen this kind of thing before! Don't say it, run away!"

"Dirty things?" Brother Zhao raised his voice suddenly, "Fang Bo, I didn't mean you. What age is it? Do you still believe that there are ghosts in this world? Young people should study hard, just say you and me, Brother Zhao, Although he is just an ordinary security guard on the night shift, he also has a positive and self-motivated mind to make progress. He makes full use of the rest time to study law by himself, and prepares to go back to his hometown to take the civil servant exam after he has completed his studies. But you, Fang Bo, are young. To actually believe in such an unrealistic thing as haunted, I think..."

This time it was not Fang Bo who interrupted Brother Zhao's speech, but the hermit standing on the fence. The bat with its wings spread viciously charged at the three security guards.

Then there is no more then.

Seeing that the hermit had just jumped out, he screamed sadly, and the blood-stained bone-slicing knife that disappeared just now appeared on the side of the wall at some point. The hermit below cut off at the waist.

"I must abolish this knife!" This was the last thought of the hermit who had his head cut off in half and suddenly regained consciousness when he was dying of consciousness.

The three security guards stared dumbfounded at the strange and frightening scene in front of them. They couldn't recover for a long time, and when the blood-stained bone-cutting knife disappeared, Brother Zhao trembled all over his body, his teeth trembled, and he screamed, "Really... ...It's really haunted!"

Chapter 410 Death Pendulum Clock

The phone vibrated twice, Su Che rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that it was a text message from a courier.

It reminded that there was a fresh food courier placed in the guard room, and Su Che was asked to pick it up as soon as possible to prevent the goods from spoiling.

"Fresh food?" Su Che scratched his head, but he didn't remember buying fresh food.

Last night, I took bus No. 714 from Jiangdu Garden to the terminal near Tangshan Reservoir. It took me two hours, and then I drove back to Jiangdu Garden from Tangshan Reservoir. It took four hours to go back and forth, let alone rushing one after another. The members of the Tarot Club who came to Jiangcheng seldom saw a living person on the road in Jiangcheng in the second half of the night after the heavy rain.

Kuang Cheng and Xiao Tiantian from the Ghost Story Association had a good time. They spent most of the night broadcasting ghost stories vividly and vividly in the compartment of the No. 714 bus. It was already 04:30 in the morning when Huayuan returned to the rental house.

The system prompt sounded without Mo De's feelings in his mind all night. It seems that Brother Ji and Su Che had nothing to gain last night.

Now...Su Che glanced at the time on the phone, it was ten fifteen in the morning.

After a brief wash, Su Che took a shower and was going downstairs to have breakfast. Most of the ghosts around him were transferred by Su Che to the Ghost Talk Association in the unfinished building in Jiangdu Garden. The current rental house has not been watered for a long time except for a pot. Apart from the withered trumpet flowers and the street lamp-like evocation streamers and paper-tied lanterns, there seemed to be no other strange things.

Oh, right.

There is also a white coat hanging on the wall.

[The uniform of the crazy doctor (the blood stains that have been deposited have long since dried up, and the crazy evil spirit has not yet left. Wearing this uniform, you may be able to touch the world that ordinary people cannot touch.)]

This white coat is not much different from the uniform that Su Che usually wears. It is not stained with the radiating blood splattered by the former owner of this white coat who cut his throat and committed suicide. The same old stench in the building.

"The world that ordinary people can't touch? The world in the eyes of the mentally ill?" Su Che glanced at the system's evaluation of the white coat and shook his head. ! ' There was no introduction, not even a request for the first task when a flash came to his mind.

Su Che looked at silently, "Brother, borrow a fire?" ', a surprised smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Good guy, isn't this a password?"

I didn't get too entangled in this matter. Most of the tasks released by the system recently are not in Jiangcheng, and some locations are even in Shuangqing City. Su Che has no plans to travel far for the time being, and the most urgent thing right now is undoubtedly the things under the River Barrier Bridge.

An Donglin told Su Che earlier that the vicinity of the River Barrier Bridge was blocked by a card, so he planned to find a chance to sneak around the River Barrier Bridge today to observe from a distance, what has become there.

"Strange." Su Che took out his ID from his pocket, "I'm a consultant who is making up, why the direction of divergence of thinking is always biased towards sneaking in, can't I ask clearly?"

He even dialed the long list of contact numbers starting with 0 in Dongjiang Guoan in the mobile phone address book. After hearing the question Su Che asked, the deep and hoarse male voice in charge of the connection did not waste too much nonsense, and a number was 'SQ-2010- The compressed package of ▇▇-A' appeared directly on Su Che's phone.

After decompression, a bunch of garbled characters appeared on the screen of the phone, but in Su Che's eyes, the pile of garbled characters consisted of several photos processed in a special way and large blocks of blacked-out text. In addition to the content that Su Che saw, this file has at least 36 pages of content.

【File number: SQ-2010-▇▇-A】

[The supernatural event of the River Lane Bridge in Jiangcheng City, Dongjiang Province (Code Name: Death Pendulum Clock)]

[Hazard Level: A (Destruction Level)]

[Behavior pattern: regular ghosts]

【Whether it can be controlled: Yes】

【Whether it can be eliminated: No】

【Priority: Highest】

[This file was written by ▇▇▇, ▇▇▇, ▇▇▇, ▇▇ (information removed)]

[Detailed description of the event: The ghost belonging to the SQ-2010-▇▇-A file has an external manifestation in the shape of an old-fashioned desk clock. It was discovered by ▇▇▇ at 2010-▇▇-▇▇ pm▇▇ ▇▇, SQ-2010 -▇▇-A has strong diffusivity and a certain degree of ▇▇ infection ability.

When a living person triggers the ghost killing logic of SQ-2010-▇▇-A, a countdown composed of blood-red clock hands will appear directly in front of the line of sight, and the victim will die when the time expires, usually in the form of high-speed decay, but in' Within the time limit of high-speed decay, the interference of external ghosts can block the speed of decay to a certain extent, but it cannot change the death result.

SQ-2010-▇▇-A can be transmitted through an analog clock, the transmission method is currently uncertain, and the transmission range is currently uncertain.

...]

【Control measures: ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇】

[47 members including Kong Yu and Wang Jie, members of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service Division [-] (Night Watch) were killed in the line of duty]

Su Che can't see much content. Compared with the extremely detailed file about the Tarot Club sent to him before, this one is brought by the two pages of content sent by Dongjiang Guoan and a few slightly blurred photos that have been specially processed. The information that came was pitifully scarce, but Su Che didn't discover nothing.

"The pendulum clock of death..." Su Che subconsciously remembered the money for life that he had collected in the black book of the Guild of Ghost Story. There is no death pendulum clock so exaggerated.

I read the contents of the two pages again, and stared carefully at the slightly blurred photos for a while. These photos were taken from the top to the bottom, and the location was probably on the River Barrier Bridge, where the turbulent river below the bridge stopped. The boat was full, and swollen corpses swollen with blisters swayed with the river water in the gaps between the boats.

In addition to ships and corpses, there are also ghosts...or living people who look more like people than ghosts. They are trying their best to salvage something in the Lanjiang River. It should be the death pendulum clock recorded in the files.

Not only that, even the No. 714 bus left traces of its own existence in the corner of a photo. It was an inconspicuous afterimage. Su Che could vaguely see the No. 714 bus from the afterimage. The full passengers were lying on the windows, howling in pain and beating hard...trying to escape from the 714 bus, but unfortunately, judging from the pale faces of these passengers, They should be dead long ago.

"I have filled in 47 lives, but haven't you been able to completely solve the death pendulum clock?" Su Che breathed out, and turned his gaze out of the window. The two pages of files displayed on the phone screen quickly disappeared, along with the serial number that appeared on Su Che's phone. The compressed package named 'SQ-2010-▇▇-A' disappeared together, as if it had never appeared.

"Mr. Su, if you are interested in the Lanjiang Bridge Incident, you can contact the Jiangcheng Bridge Incident Investigation Team, where you can get more useful information... Time is running out, after all The operation will start soon!" Said the low and hoarse male voice on the phone.

Su Che cut off the phone directly, "If you want me to go to the Xicheng Criminal Police Detachment, wouldn't that kill me?"

Chapter 410 Where the Dream Begins

I hurried downstairs to pick up the courier, and the package was marked with the logo of the fresh product in conspicuous handwriting.

After unpacking the courier package, a creepy chill radiated from the inside of the courier, and the paper lamps hanging on the soul-calling banners like street lamps trembled for a while, and the lights were shadowy.

A red wedding dress with a red silk base and a gold silk show was neatly stacked in a fresh express box, and a pair of red embroidered shoes were placed on top of the wedding dress, drips of blood dripped from the tip of the shoes onto the wedding dress, Like a blossoming blood plum.

The expected ghost bride did not appear, and the wedding dress and pair of red embroidered shoes just lay there quietly, as if dead without any movement.

Close the box, and the paper-made lamps will be bright again.

[Red wedding dress (red silk as the base, gold silk embroidery, this is her unswerving love until death)]

【Red embroidered shoes (these shoes are bleeding)】

Two more strange items with unknown meanings came, so Su Che had no choice but to find another backpack, put the courier box and the white coat into the backpack, and then went downstairs carrying the spirit-calling banner like a lamppost.

Facing the strange gazes from all around, Su Che walked out of the community without changing his face, and even had breakfast at the breakfast stand outside the community before continuing to Jiangdu Garden.

At 11:30 in the morning, Su Che rushed to the Guitan Association in Room 4, 14th Floor, Building 1444, Jiangdu Garden, put away the things he brought, and then received a call.

Looking at the number, it was Li Suxue calling.

Su Che answered the phone without thinking, "What? Is Director Zhao planning to call me back to work?"

"That's not the case, a special patient came to see a doctor today..." Li Suxue's voice became a lot softer when she said this, and the sound of breathing and breathing rang on the phone for a while before she felt a little uneasy Continued, "Doctor Su, do you still remember that Mr. Zhang last time?"

"Remember." The Mr. Zhang that Li Suxue mentioned was the victim of the No. 714 bus incident that was first treated at the Third People's Hospital, which indirectly led to the closure of the Third People's Hospital for half a month. How could Su Che forget.

Li Suxue said anxiously, "The patient who came to see the doctor today is very similar to that Mr. Zhang before. I suspect that she is not sick at all, but is haunted by ghosts!"

"She said that she started to have a nightmare about Nanfeng Ghost Town every night since she came home from the summer vacation about half a month ago, but the content of the nightmare changed completely yesterday. She dreamed that she was in Jiangcheng Medical University , in the lobby of a certain teaching building in the school... I saw my dead body hanging in mid-air, my spine was broken, my face was covered in blood, and I desperately wanted to climb onto her body!"

"Nanfeng Ghost Town? Jiangcheng Medical University?" Su Che inexplicably thought of the girl with rough nerves that he met in Nanfeng Ghost Town, who was frightened by the rotting corpse on the spot and called to Renjia Town to find Lin Daochang for help, and thought, "No Would it be such a coincidence?"

Su Che asked Li Suxue, "Is the patient who came to see a doctor today still in the hospital?"

"I'm doing psychological counseling." Li Suxue added, "She was sent here by her family, but she insisted that she had encountered a supernatural event. It's a pity that those people were evacuated from the hospital, otherwise I wouldn't bother Dr. Su! "

Su Che hung up the phone, "I'll be right over!"

Open the 'Jiangcheng veteran driver exchange group', the old driver exchange group that used to be 99+ news has been particularly deserted in recent days, excluding the normal work and shift content, only the passengers who have been drawn into this group can contact the information of familiar taxi drivers , which is completely different from the previous atmosphere of telling ghost stories all day long.

Enter '@江城夜车车driver Xu Hai in the dialog box, Master Xu, I am free in Jiangdu Garden, come and pick me up, the last urban legend is not finished yet! '

Click Send.

It didn't take long for someone to reply.

"Master Xu had a car accident a few days ago, and he is still recuperating in the hospital! I'm near Jiangdu Garden, why don't I come and pull you?"

The taxi driver who sent a message back to Su Che was called Meng Liang. His profile picture was his photo. He was in his thirties, with a beard and a shaved head. He was very burly, more like a boxer than a taxi driver.

"A car accident? When did it happen?"

Su Che asked subconsciously.

"It seems that it was in the middle of the night four days ago. He said in the group that he had never encountered a ghost in his life and lost contact strangely. We thought he had run into a ghost. It turned out that he was driving and playing with his mobile phone and was distracted. He was near Qingshan Mental Hospital. There was a car accident, and now I heard that it seems that he is receiving treatment in the third hospital."

"Four days ago in the middle of the night? Wasn't that when I was in No. [-] Ward Building of Qingshan Mental Hospital? Xu Hai had a car accident near Qingshan Mental Hospital. He always felt that there was something wrong. Anyway, he was also in the Third People's Hospital, so he stopped by to have a look. What's going on with him." Su Che thought to himself.

Leaving other things behind, Su Che took the coop with bald chickens and pullets, and after saying hello to An Donglin, he left the Guitan Association and walked out of the unfinished building in Jiangdu Garden. the road to take a taxi.

The bald-headed and bearded Meng Liang was indeed near the Jiangdu Garden. Su Che had just come out of the Ghost Story Association and walked along the road not far before he encountered an oncoming taxi.

Meng Liang's burly figure is more impactful than the photo headshots in the old driver's exchange group. This is a person who can safely and boldly run the night bus at night. No gangster dares to snatch his car. Maybe the gangsters dare not give birth to such a person. Thought, a fist the size of a clay pot came over, but it was not as simple as breaking two ribs.

After telling Meng Liang where he was going, the taxi started and sped forward. Meng Liang just glanced curiously at the chicken coop Su Che was carrying. He didn't say much, and the atmosphere in the car was a little quiet.

Half an hour later, during the noon break of the Third People's Hospital, Su Che sneaked into the hospital sneakily avoiding the crowd. He is now notorious for kicking and breaking three ribs of a patient. It may not be easy to get out of the Third People's Hospital.