Nightmare Attack

The fingerprints were not big and looked like they were left by a child. ReadМ

At the same time, everyone immediately thought of what happened to several people in Jiangcheng last night. When they were looking for Liu Laizi's residence, they found a series of small barefoot footprints, right behind Pandu's body.

From this point of view, this handprint and the thing that left the footprints should be the same.

It is very likely that he is the "god" Yoko calls him.

That is the ghost in this supernatural incident.

Looking at the photos all over the wall, Boss Sang couldn't help but swallow. The fear in his eyes almost condensed into substance. He asked in a small voice: "You guys, if it's just a dream, how do you explain the fingerprints?"

No one can answer this question.

After Luo He hesitated for a moment, he asked, "Besides this handprint, have you encountered anything strange?"

Boss Sang thought for a while, turned around and got dressed, "No, I boldly went to Suji Restaurant this morning to take a look. Everything was normal inside. The boss and his wife were busy entertaining guests. I looked at it for a long time. , and didn’t see anything wrong.”

He shook his head and said, obviously unable to understand what happened last night.

"Besides us, who else have you told this about?"

"No more." Boss Sang replied immediately, looking very nervous, "I don't know how to explain this until now. I'm scared to death. How dare I tell others." "

"This is best. We can help you solve this matter, but before the matter is solved, I hope you can keep it a secret, otherwise" Luo He paused.

"I understand, I understand." Boss Sang was particularly cooperative.

It's strange to say that they are strangers to each other, but in the eyes of Boss Sang, these people inexplicably give him a very reliable feeling.

Especially the man in front of me.

"We will come to find you at the same time tomorrow." Luo He put away his mobile phone, looked at Boss Sang and said, "I suggest you not process these photos for now. You can try to find the Japanese man you have seen. But don’t try to destroy the photo.”

Luo He's tone became serious, "Otherwise I'm worried that something terrible will happen."

Upon hearing this, Boss Sang's face turned pale, as if all the color had faded, but his eyes looking at Luo He became more trusting. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "You feel it too, right?"

He pursed his lips, "The dream I had last night was like a prophecy. If I insist on destroying these photos, then the Japanese are no, no, they are Japanese ghosts! And the horrible things that follow will happen.

Boss Sang swallowed and continued: "But on the other hand, if I don't insist on destroying the photos, then these will not appear and I will be safe."

"Oh my gosh, I didn't realize that your little brain is quite easy to use." Pi Ruan admired and had a changed view of this obedient man.

"What the hell, the master got the reward, wasn't he also forced to do it?" Boss Sang said with a bitter face, "Who thought that I, an honest person who does my business properly, could be involved in such a thing?"

"Ha." Fu Fu sneered, glanced at Boss Sang and said, "The businessman is real. We don't know if he is not responsible."

It's not normal for an ordinary photo studio owner to have so many photos of Japanese people in his private collection.

I'm afraid the relationship with the Japanese is not as innocent as he said.

After leaving the photo studio, the group first found a restaurant to sit down, preparing to fill their stomachs before meeting Jiang Cheng and the others.

They chose a private room next to the window on the second floor, where a cool breeze was blowing. It would be a bit comfortable if there were no tasks pressing on them.

"How is it?" Pi Ruan stretched his neck and asked mysteriously: "Do you think there is anything wrong with this photo studio owner?"

According to Boss Sang's account, he was obviously involved in a world completely separated from reality last night. Luo He took a sip of tea. His ability is to construct dreams. In his opinion, what happened to the other party is very similar. It's a dream.

But this raised two questions. Luo He clenched the tea cup with both hands, as if he was absorbing the temperature of the tea. "First." He looked at everyone and asked: "Why is he, the owner of a photo studio, involved? In a dream?"

"It's those photos." Chen Qiang replied, this is the most reasonable explanation.

Luo He nodded, "Yes, there is something wrong with those photos. I think Boss Sang's hunch was right. He saw the Japanese man and took photos of him."

"Okay, then the second question is next." Luo He's tone dropped, "How did Boss Sang survive the dream?"

You can imagine how weird the dream created by this ghost is. Until now, no one has been able to survive the dream.

Although Pan Du and Linghu Yong are not experts, their experience and skills are much higher than Boss Sang's, but even they failed, and there is no reason for Boss Sang to survive.

Chen Qiang narrowed his eyes, "You mean the ghost intentionally let him go and didn't kill him?"

"Other than that, I can't think of any other reason." Luo He put the book in his hand flat on the table and said, "You can tell me what you think."

Although Luo He used the word "you" in his words, his attention was more focused on Lin Wan'er's face.

"But why did Gui let him go?" Huai Yi asked doubtfully: "If it's really because the photo will reveal the secret, just kill him."

In their subconscious mind, the probability of ordinary people surviving after encountering a supernatural event is very slim, especially this ghost's ability is even more weird.

Before they finished speaking, several people heard a commotion on the street outside. First there was someone screaming, and then there was the sound of many people running.

It was also accompanied by the sound of things being knocked over and the sound of children crying.

Everyone suddenly felt uneasy.

The chaotic sound came from far away. Huaiyi, who was sitting by the window, stood up and looked outside, just in time to see a group of people rushing towards this direction.

He looked like someone from the police station, with a weapon on his waist and a big wolf dog on his lead.

Before he could see clearly, he happened to see a police officer raising his head and looking into each other's eyes. The police officer shouted something loudly, as if he had discovered a new world.

Immediately afterwards, all the police officers looked towards the window and ran downstairs at a faster speed. Huaiyi vaguely heard words like "They are there, hurry up, don't let them escape."

Not long after, the door to the private room was kicked open, and several vicious police officers rushed in.

From their point of view, they could still see a dozen people standing in the corridor outside. A large, chained wolf dog raised its front legs and barked into the room.

"Who is Luo He?!" The leader, a big man with a beard, asked angrily, holding a stick in his hand.