Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

And this time, the voice began to slowly approach Emma on the bed...

Wow! !

Emma, ​​who was sleeping, suddenly felt out of breath, as if her body was pressed by something, and she could vaguely hear the cry of the baby.

She opened her eyes suddenly and woke up from her sleep.

Her eyes quickly shuttled around the room, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

The curtains were pulled tightly by her, not a little light could pass through, and the room was pitch black.

But she could still feel something pressing against her.

Suddenly, Emma's body stiffened, and when she looked down, she suddenly saw a vague shadow in the shape of a baby lying on top of her.

It seemed to have noticed Emma's gaze, and the baby-shaped thing looked at it.

Although she couldn't see clearly, Emma felt that this thing was looking at her... Laughing?

"Mom~!"

The extremely eerie baby's voice echoed in Emma's ears.

dong dong!

At the same time, there was a knock on the door of her house.

"Ms. Emma! Ms. Emma, ​​are you inside!"

Suddenly there was a shout outside the door.

"what!"

Emma, ​​who was tense, screamed in fright.

When the people outside the door heard the screams, they immediately became nervous.

"Not good! Something happened inside! Hit the door directly!"

Bah!

In the next second, the already weak wooden door was knocked open, and several men in black uniforms rushed in.

Some of them carried batons and shields, and some carried lanterns.

The small room suddenly became lively.

However, when Xu Ming and Irene walked in, they only saw a woman shivering at the head of the bed, and a group of men in uniform surrounded by the window with a 'fiendish spirit'.

It looked like a gangster about to rape a weak woman.

It's just that everyone present was in no mood to joke.

"Ms. Emma! Where's Jack the Ripper!? Have you seen the murderer?"

Erin asked anxiously.

Emma's face was pale, she didn't speak, and slowly pointed to the bottom of the bed with trembling fingers.

A police officer immediately got down on the ground and shone the lantern under the bed. After a while, he stood up with a puzzled expression on his face.

"There's nothing down there."

The policeman's answer seemed to have irritated her, and Emma suddenly screamed.

"That thing's down there! I watched it go in!"

Several police officers looked at each other.

"That thing?"

Erin noticed something unusual in Emma's answer.

"Search the entire room carefully!"

Detective George ordered immediately.

The police officers got busy one after another, the kerosene lamps in the room were also lit, and the room was completely restored to light.

The house Emma rented was not big, and the police officers quickly checked everything including the bathroom, wardrobe, under the bed, behind the curtains, and even the ceiling above their heads, but they still found nothing.

Detective George looked at Emma suspiciously.

"Ma'am, are you sure you saw the murderer!"

"That thing is still there! It's been staring at me!"

Emma yelled hysterically.

A hint of helplessness appeared on the faces of several police officers.

When I visited in the morning, I was kicked out by Emma, ​​and now I found nothing in the room, but Emma insisted that someone was there.

This woman is probably a psychopath.

Similar thoughts popped up in the policeman's mind.

"what is this?"

Just when the atmosphere at the scene was a little awkward, Irene suddenly pointed to Emma's quilt and said.

Everyone immediately looked to where she pointed.

There was a large black smudge there, which looked like something had been printed on the quilt, and two of the marks were like the palm prints of a baby.

"Ma'am, you probably didn't print this yourself."

Erin looked at her seriously.

"It's that damn thing!"

Emma let out a scream, and threw the quilt to the ground, completely ignoring the thin pajamas she was wearing, and immediately exposed her plump figure to everyone's eyes.

It's just that everyone is not interested in appreciating it at all.

Irene turned her head to look at Detective George with a very serious expression.

"It seems likely that Jack the Ripper was a baby-sized midget."

Detective George nodded approvingly, and immediately instructed his subordinates:

"Check the room again, don't let go of every corner!"

"Yes Sir!"

The police officers searched the entire room carefully again, but still found nothing.

"Has the murderer escaped?"

Irene checked the window with some reluctance, but found that the window was locked tightly and intact.

Now even Irene is starting to have trouble.

Xu Ming coughed and said softly:

"Could it be that Jack the Ripper isn't human at all, but something else inhuman?"

As soon as these words came out, the air in the room suddenly became cold.

"That thing is not human! It's a monster!"

Emma screamed immediately.

The strange phenomenon in the room made even the police officers suspicious. One police officer even secretly drew a cross on his chest.

Irene glanced at Xu Ming reproachfully.

"Don't talk nonsense! There are no ghosts in this world! Believe in science!"

Xu Ming shrugged and said nothing more.

After all, the profession of detectives was born to rebel against ghosts and gods. In addition, Irene's grandfather, Holmes himself was proficient in chemistry, so Irene was naturally a follower of Scientology.

"Tonight, we will stay here. I don't believe that Jack the Ripper dared to commit murder in front of our police!"

Detective George snapped.

Now that the murderer had already attacked Emma, ​​it would be inhumane to use her as bait.

Irene didn't seem to have a good solution, so she agreed with Detective George's approach.

As for Emma, ​​she was terribly frightened, and now she wished for a few more people to accompany her.

As a result, four guests were squeezed into the small twenty-square-meter room of Emma's house.

Erin, Xu Ming, Detective George and a police officer stayed inside the house to protect Emma.

The other police officers dispersed, and at Irene's strong request, they patrolled the corridors and nearby streets in groups of two, wearing whistles with them.

Irene also told them not to fight Jack the Ripper as soon as they found him, but to immediately blow the whistle to let other police officers come to support him.

Facing such a ferocious and weird mob, the police officers immediately agreed.

Ms. Emma had nothing to do now, so she could only lean on the bed in a daze. She dared not touch the quilt again, so she took out the winter clothes and wrapped herself tightly.

Irene took out a book from nowhere and began to read it.

As for the other three gentlemen in the room... keeping an eye on a disheveled lady for being ungentlemanly enough, they went about their business.

Detective George played cards with his subordinates, and Xu Ming flicked his mobile phone.

Because the curtains were closed, no one noticed, and it was foggy outside the window again... Emma was sitting on the bed wrapped in clothes, in a daze.

Hee hee~~!

Suddenly, there was a little girl's laughter.

Emma raised her head in surprise.

At this moment, a strange wind came out of nowhere.

Whoops!

All the oil lamps in the room went out at the same time, and the surroundings instantly became extremely dark.

"what happened!?"