I'm super aggressive in an infinite game

Ouyang Shuang didn't know what the eminent monk meant when he said that he was scarier than ghosts.

In her opinion, no matter how scary people are, they are not as scary as those ghosts.

And in that dungeon, when Ouyang Shuang was almost killed by a ghost, it was Han Qing who saved her.

"We only have the last victim left." Han Qing's words brought back Ouyang Shuang's thoughts.

"Bai Mo and I took the CD last night, but after that, the CD disappeared mysteriously and got into Li Wenlan's hands. In other words, the CD must have reached the victim's home by some means." Han Qingdao.

He walked to the DVD player, "The DVD is not plugged in, it seems that even if the victim does not actively play the video, the video will play automatically."

"What if we destroy the disc?" Ouyang Hua said.

"You can try it." Han Qing said.

Several people found the disc at Li Wenlan's house, and Han Qing folded the disc in half.

Suddenly, Ouyang Shuang had a splitting headache!

She gasped in pain, but some blurry images appeared in front of her eyes.

She saw a woman combing her hair in front of the mirror, but there was a crack in the mirror, and the person in the mirror reached out and pulled the woman into the mirror.

"Sister, are you okay?" Ouyang Hua quickly supported Ouyang Shuang.

Every time Ouyang Shuang had a premonition, she would have a severe headache.

"I saw the last victim." Ouyang Shuang said with a serious face.

"Female, in her 20s, with long pink hair dyed, double eyelids, and a tear mole under her left eye." Ouyang Shuang said with a sigh of relief.

"I saw her combing her hair in front of a mirror, and then herself in the mirror pulled her into the mirror."

"Yes, the fourth story is indeed related to the mirror." Han Qing said slowly.

The fourth story is about a white-collar worker in a company who likes to speak ill of his colleagues.

Every day when she came home from get off work, she would tell the mirror about all the bad things she had encountered that day.

Every colleague and white-collar worker in the company has to scold them in front of the mirror.

She felt that everyone did not understand her.

In front of the mirror, the woman cursed her colleagues viciously over and over again.

"Go to hell, you rotten people!"

Every time after venting, the woman feels a lot more relaxed.

Over time, the mirror absorbs all the negative energy and begins to develop its own emotions.

Finally one day, the mirror could no longer bear the woman's daily curses, and pulled the woman into the mirror.

"But the scope is so wide, where are we going to find the last victim?" Ouyang Hua said.

"Huarong Electronics Company." Ouyang Shuang said slowly.

In the premonition scene she saw just now, the woman had a work card hanging on her chest. Although she couldn't see the name clearly, she could barely make out the words Huarong Electronics Company.

Everyone hailed a car and hurried to Huarong Electronics Company.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from a daily newspaper. In order to investigate a car accident, we need to find the witness at the time. For some reason, the witness only told us that she belonged to your company, but did not leave her name and name. She has She has long pink hair which is quite rare, and there is a tear mole under the eye." Ouyang Hua walked to the front desk and took out his press card.

"You are quite well prepared." Han Qing said with a smile.

"Even in the copy of the game, it is much more convenient to have the real certificate." Ouyang Shuang said in a low voice.

Han Qing is still not angry.

what is this?

"I found that you have been staring at me since the first time you saw me. Why?" Han Qing suddenly turned his head and said with a smile.

Ouyang Shuang was startled, and then said lightly: "It's nothing."

But Bai Mo pricked up his small ears to listen carefully to the conversation between Han Qing and Ouyang Shuang.

When he heard that Ouyang Shuang had been looking at Han Qing, his expression immediately turned cold, and his eyes instantly turned dark black.

But soon, the blackness dissipated.

Teacher Han is mine, and no one can take it away.

Bai Mo grinned.

Ouyang Hua's handsome face was quite convincing, the female staff at the front desk immediately smiled and said: "Sir, the lady you mentioned is indeed an employee of our company, and her name is Zhou Mengtong."

Because Zhou Mengtong dyed her hair pink, she was more impressed.

However, Zhou Mengtong is usually very quiet and basically does not interact with any colleagues.

"Thank you for the information you provided. We want to interview her in person. Do you know where Miss Zhou Mengtong lives?" Ouyang Hua said kindly.

"I really don't know the exact house number, but I know she lives in Rongshu Community." The female staff member thought for a while and said.

"Thank you." When Ouyang Hua turned around, his smile disappeared immediately, and his face was replaced by an indifferent expression.

Several people hailed a taxi and headed to Rongshu Community.

...

Zhou Mengtong stood in front of the mirror with a dejected face, looking at himself in the mirror.

Without makeup, his face looked very pale.

Even the corners of the eyes have several wrinkles.

Zhou Mengtong looked at the essence bought by gritted teeth that was about to run out in the cabinet, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Recently, she made frequent mistakes at work, and the leader asked her to go home and rest for three days to reflect on herself.

"It's obviously not my fault!" Zhou Mengtong said suddenly, gnashing his teeth.

She looked in the mirror and started cursing repeatedly.

"Sister Mei is such a scumbag, no wonder her husband is cheating, it's almost menopause! She keeps a black face all day long, making it look like someone owes her, if she didn't push her report to me, I would have been wronged by the leader Scold?"

"Ling'er, this green tea whore, even though she put on makeup, she still insists that she doesn't have makeup! She pretends to be innocent, but there are actually many men behind her back. Those men in the office are really blind! "

Zhou Mengtong cursed frantically at the mirror, spraying the mirror with saliva.

Cursing and cursing, she suddenly felt lighter and her mood improved.

After scolding, Zhou Mengtong washed his face and prepared to take a nap.

The moment she turned around, she in the mirror did not move, staring at Zhou Mengtong's back.

Not long after Zhou Mengtong fell asleep, someone rang the doorbell.

"Who is it?" Zhou Mengtong scratched his head irritably, walked out and opened the door.

When she saw the four people standing outside, she froze.

"You are?"

"Hello, Ms. Zhou Mengtong, we are the police. According to the police's clues, you have been targeted by a vicious serial murderer recently. In order to protect you, we need to get some clues." Ouyang Hua took out a piece of paper said the police officer.

Zhou Mengtong's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she stared at the five people in front of her in doubt.

If the other four looked like police officers, that handsome young man looked exactly like a high school student.

It's too much to say it's the police.

Seeing Zhou Mengtong's suspicious eyes resting on Bai Mo's face, Han Qing said slowly:

"He's an adult, a trainee police cadet just transferred from the bureau, with a tender face."

Zhou Mengtong repeatedly checked Ouyang Hua's ID, and then let several people in.

These fake certificates were all exchanged by Ouyang Hua from the game item store, and each one cost 50 points, so ordinary people would never find out that the certificates were fake.

"Mr. Police, how could I be targeted by the murderer? I didn't notice at all!" Zhou Mengtong said in fear.

"Ms. Zhou Mengtong, please calm down first, and think about it carefully, if anything strange happened these days, even if it is a clue that something is wrong, you should tell us, because this may be the most important clue to catch the murderer .” Han Qing said solemnly.

Zhou Mengtong thought for a second, then shook his head, "Mr. Police, there is really nothing strange."

"Are you sure?" Ouyang Shuang asked again.

Zhou Mengtong nodded affirmatively.

"Did you receive any dishes or anything like that?" Ouyang Hua asked.

"No, I haven't received a single package recently." Zhou Mengtong said affirmatively.

It seems that Zhou Mengtong hasn't found the CD yet.

"Miss Zhou Mengtong, in order to protect your personal safety, we need to protect you personally. I'm afraid we will disturb you these few days, do you mind?" Ouyang Shuang said.

Zhou Mengtong immediately shook his head, "I don't mind, I happened to be home on leave for these three days."

The murderers were all after her, and Zhou Mengtong certainly wished for the police to protect her.

"But I only have one room here." Zhou Mengtong said with some embarrassment.

"The room is for Police Officer Ouyang Shuang. The rest of us are men, so we can just sleep in the living room." Han Qing said.

So the four of them stayed at Zhou Mengtong's house.

"Officer, I, I'm really sleepy, that murderer..." I don't know why today, it was only nine o'clock, but she was so sleepy that she couldn't even hold her eyelids.

It's just that Zhou Mengtong's heart trembles when he thinks of the murderer who is after him.

"We will take turns to watch the night here, you can rest assured to sleep." Ouyang Shuang's words immediately reassured Zhou Mengtong.

She nodded gratefully and prepared to go back to her room to sleep.

Before entering the room, she suddenly saw the beautiful young man sitting on the sofa and grinned at herself.

The boy smiled beautifully, but Zhou Mengtong shivered suddenly.

"I'm exhausted." Zhou Mengtong lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but Zhou Mengtong suddenly felt an urgency to urinate.

She hurriedly put on her clothes and went to the toilet.

After solving the major physiological issues, when Zhou Mengtong returned to his room, he found four police officers watching TV.

They didn't even turn on the lights, and there was no sound from the TV, only a faint light.

She couldn't help being curious, what were they looking at?

Not even a sound.

Could it be pantomime or something?

"Officer, what are you looking at?" Zhou Mengtong asked curiously, no longer sleepy.

It's just that the four policemen didn't speak, they stared at the TV in silence.