Qingye Supernatural Office

The thin man is very scared now, a little nervous.But we were all so used to his fear that we didn't take it seriously.The fat man and I patted him on the shoulder out of brotherhood to show comfort.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Nangong Yao wrote back to me.

His efficiency is really high. He has restored the video destroyed by the subway operator, and edited out the shadow I saw and the image that the operator wanted to hide.

In the dark tunnel, there is only a ray of light from the subway train.

The high-speed train was edited by Nan Gongyao, the video slowed down, and the tunnel scene in the light cluster can be seen.

The track stretched straight forward, and some pipelines and emergency lights were lined up on the arched concrete wall.There are red human-shaped traces on the wall, lying on the part close to the ground, as if stretching out its hands and crawling ahead.

The video played, and the train continued to move forward. After the human-shaped trace, there was another human-shaped trace with the same body shape and the same posture.

Then, another one.

Another...

Again……

Finally, those traces changed.It wasn't obvious at first, but when I saw the next figure, I realized that the previous figure had actually changed slightly.Just like a comic strip, there are slight differences in each frame.

As the video continued, I had a clear picture in my mind.Those figures are the process of a person crawling out from the depths of the tunnel.

A large white light suddenly appeared on the video screen, and then the platform appeared in the white light.

The last figure in the tunnel is still in a crawling posture. When it reaches the platform area, the lower part of the figure is lying on the ground, as if someone crawled from the track and the ground to the tunnel wall.

Video so far.

Nangong Yao failed to retrieve all the surveillance videos in the subway, so this is what he gave me.But that's what made me feel weird.

It is impossible for Nangong Yao to show the video again tonight.

I was still playing those images in my head as I lay in bed and tried to fall asleep.

I don't know if this thing has some influence, I didn't fall asleep as soon as I hit the pillow, but after a while, I still fell into a dream.

The noisy campus sounds made me feel a little nostalgic, and the cheerful voices of young boys and girls were all around me.

The sound gradually faded away, and the surrounding became quiet.

My eyes turned from darkness to light, as if I opened my eyes and saw the scenery.

In front is the women's restroom.Looking at the cubicles and sinks, the toilets are very simple, without baffles, and there is a smell of urine and excrement everywhere.

A few flirtatious girls stood in front of me, and the girls around them lowered their heads, as if they were not in the same direction as the people around them.

The girl who was going to the bathroom was startled, and froze there with her pants up.

"What are you looking at? Get lost!"

I heard an impatient growl from where I was standing.

The girl rushed out of the toilet.

The toilet door opened and closed, and the noise outside rang for a moment, then became quiet again.

I move my body to distance myself from the dream object.

The young girl looks pretty, but the wanton smile on her face does not remind people of youth or teenagers, but instead reminds people of images like Taimei and hooligans.

The girl's expression has changed a lot, but I still recognize it, this person is He Jingping, the client of Aoba, the woman who died in the toilet of the subway.

I was a little surprised, first Lu Wenshan, then He Jingping.Lu Wenshan is not dead yet, although He Jingping is dead, but I have never seen her ghost or corpse, why do I dream about these two people one after another?

While I was still thinking, He Jingping and other girls were already flirting with the girl who lowered her head.

One of them took out a watercolor pen, grabbed the girl's hair, forced her to raise her face, and wrote insulting words such as "chicken" and "ugly" on her face.Someone else ripped off the girl's clothes and wrote and drew on her body.

It seems that mobile phones have not been popularized in this era, and they cannot photograph or record these cruel acts.

I wanted to stop it, but I still couldn't touch that girl.

I am a little angry.

Two dreams, why am I always unable to do anything?

For not being angry enough, not trying hard enough?

Although the victims were not brutally killed, this behavior is still heinous. I am really angry and really want to save them.why not?

I can only stand by and watch until the dream changes.

In the ambiguous light of the hotel room, He Jingping was rolling on the bed with a man.

"Hey, is the woman you saw last time a classmate?" The man asked He Jingping while panting.

He Jingping turned her head and looked at the man, "What are you doing again?"

"Just for fun!" The man smiled disapprovingly, "The last time was hot enough, this one looks different."

"You still want to change your taste?" He Jingping was dissatisfied.

The man's face turned colder than He Jingping's, and he turned over from He Jingping's body, "It's fine if you don't want to."

Seeing that the man was getting dressed and about to leave, He Jingping bit her lips, and after the man put on his pants and got up, she grabbed the man's waistband, "Okay, I'll help you ask her out."

The man laughed, turned around and gave He Jingping a kiss, and climbed onto the bed again.

Even though I am a man, looking at this pair of dogs and men now makes me sick.

The groans and shouts of the two were quickly replaced by the cry of a woman.

The hotel room was still in view, but there were three people in the bed.He Jingping grabbed the woman's hands, and the man grabbed the woman's legs, shaking his waist.

The most unbearable thing was that the two were still kissing passionately on top of the woman.

I felt the anger rushing to the top of my head, and I reached out and waved my fist, hitting nothing.

The dim light turned into a bright white light.

The rumble of the subway replaced those earlier sounds.

He Jingping's figure is reflected on the subway door.

This is He Jingping who is much older than before.

The subway door opened, and He Jingping got on the train.

The car was extremely crowded, and He Jingping frowned.When she was waiting for the bus, she took the first photo. Now when she got on the bus, she stood close to the opposite door.

The train started, accelerated slowly, and entered the tunnel.

I had a strange feeling, the speed of the car became magical, and it was different from the speed of the subway.

In the field of vision, there is He Jingping's reflection on the door glass, but beside that face, another face emerges.

I turned my head, but I didn't see a passenger moving beside He Jingping.The position of that face happened to be on the chest of the tall male passenger beside He Jingping.

The face was dark, with his head bowed, bangs covering his forehead and eyes.Slowly, the neck, shoulders, chest... appeared on the door glass one by one.

This is a man, about the same height as He Jingping, about 1.7 meters.He Jingping is wearing high heels, she should be only 1.6 meters tall.

Judging from the man's exposed head and shoulders, he appeared to be wearing a uniform, with a hard hat on his head.

He Jingping knew nothing about this man's appearance.

Instead, I saw a flat hand squeeze in through the crack in the door of the train that was supposed to be traveling at high speed, and grabbed the door.The man didn't look up, but his head had already passed through the car window and moved close to He Jingping, almost touching her.