blood fox

Chapter 6

I held the phone and called Yang Hui for a while, but she never answered.

The last entanglement in my heart was dispelled by the beeping sound of the phone.

Changing a nose stuffed with a tissue, not daring to delay, he just gritted his teeth and called the police while walking outside.

Tell them directly that my roommate is going to commit suicide, tell them the exact address, and tell the police to go quickly.

She also strode towards the Lingyun community. Although Yang Hui was greedy for petty gains, she was not to the point of killing her.

As long as you call the police, even if there is something weird in it, if something goes wrong when I go back, the police will come quickly, and they won't be able to save me and Yang Hui!
Just thinking about it like this made him sweat all over, and after making up his mind, he quickly ran out of the Internet cafe.

There was no one on the road in the early morning, only the cold wind blowing.

I ran all the way to Lingyun Community, there is no security here, but I just ran down to the fourth building, when I went up the stairs, my arms tightened, and then a hand grabbed my waist fiercely, and took me outside. , pushed me out of the corridor.

I was so scared that I almost screamed, holding the phone and throwing it in the direction where the arm was stretched out.

But the hand was held, and what caught my eye was the handsome face that helped me up the stairs during the day.

It will be early in the morning, and that face is no longer as misty as it was during the day, it is very clear, and it looks more and more like a crown jade, with star-like brows, and a pair of red phoenix eyes with the corners of the eyes slightly raised.

The lips were slightly pursed, but there was no trace of blood.

During the day, his figure was ethereal and faint, passing by in a flash, and I didn't see it too clearly.

I will take a closer look, he is dressed like an ancient costume, with a jade crown, black hair, and a moon-white brocade robe, making him look more and more like a person in an ink painting.

His chin, like a chiseled knife, shook slightly towards me, and said in a low voice with a little helplessness: "Don't go up."

He seemed to be afraid that I would go up, so he blocked the entrance of the corridor: "It deliberately lured you back."

"Who is it?" I thought of the weird black cat during the day, stared at him and said, "Who are you?"

Just when I asked for the exit, there seemed to be the sound of "cluck" when the rope was about to be tightened, the sound of the golden bracelet bell jingling, and Yang Hui's painful and intermittent call: "Yun Miao ,help me……"

The house in Lingyun Community is very old, with only five floors. We live on the fourth floor, because the first floor is not the kind of elevated floor, and the floor is very low, so the sound of the fourth floor can be heard from below.

As soon as I heard Yang Hui's voice from upstairs, my heart tightened for a moment. Regardless of the man's obstruction, I lifted my foot and wanted to rush up the corridor.

I thought he would avoid it, but I didn't expect to run into him. He didn't move, and I bumped into him.

He even hugged me tightly in his arms: "Yun Miao, don't go."

"Yang Hui is going to die!" I pushed him and said in a deep voice, "I don't care what it is that will lure me back, but human life is at stake. I have already called the police. Let's save people first!"

"She is already dead. She was already dead when she put on the bracelet." The man hugged me tightly, and said in a deep voice, "She shouldn't be greedy for that bracelet. She died in the name of you, and she died for you." Yes, if you go up now, will she die in vain?"

Die with your name on your back?

I suddenly looked up at the man, and looked at him with wide eyes: "What do you mean die for me? Why do I have to die?"

"You're going to die too, Yun Miao..." The man's ink-like face flashed hurt.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a "creak" and "creak" sound from upstairs, followed by something flickering outside the window of the corridor.

I quickly looked up, and saw under the moonlight, a pair of rusty bare feet dangling outward from time to time in the gap between the iron bars of the window.

In the sound of the rope being pulled and creaking, there was also Yang Hui's painful cry: "Yun Miao, save me... save me..."

This time the voice was extremely clear, as if it was right next to me.

In the sound of the bell, there seemed to be the low whimpering of the cat, which seemed even more eerie and eerie!
I looked up at Yang Hui's feet in the iron fence, and looked up at the man: "What's going on here?"

"Yun Miao, go home." The man's slender Danfeng eyes flashed hurt, and he reached out and touched the Jade Buddha on my chest through his clothes: "Don't come here again, if you stay here again, even her You can't bear to die for your name."

I wanted to ask something, but the lights of the car flickered in the distance.

The light shone through the figure of the man, directly penetrated, and his figure also faded.

But he still said to me: "Don't go up."

Just as he finished speaking, the car lights came directly in front of me, and two men in police uniforms got out of the car in a hurry, and said to me: "Did you call the police?"

I nodded quickly and pointed upstairs: "It's on the fourth floor."

The two policemen didn't delay, they took the flashlight and went up the stairs two or three times at a time.

I stood at the entrance of the corridor, still hesitating whether to go up, but the young policeman who was behind shook his flashlight at me, motioning for me to follow.

Gritting my teeth, I still strode forward.

As soon as I ran to the entrance of the corridor on the fourth floor, I heard the policeman at the head exclaimed, and quickly turned his head and said, "Don't look."

But it was too late, when the flashlight flashed, I saw Yang Hui in a nightgown hanging on the fire pipe, just like what I saw in the Internet cafe just now.

But the strange thing is, I saw that she had hanged herself, but her nightgown was stained with blood.

The blood dripped down from her neck, soaking the nightgown from the inside out. I stared at the nightgown but felt inexplicably familiar.

The clothesline had already tightened her neck, and the strangled wound could be clearly seen.

What's strange is that her face seemed to be holding her breath, covered with bruises the size of fingernails.

Logically, no one moved her, she was hanging like this, she shouldn't move, but she still swayed back and forth.

And the range is very large, the blood-stained bare feet swayed and swayed in front of me...

I glanced nervously at her right wrist, only to find that the gold bracelet was gone.

The leading policeman didn't dare to go any further, so he told us to stand still at the corner of the corridor, called someone to come over, and told the young policeman who was with me to protect the scene.

There was already a big puddle of blood dripping from Yang Hui's body.

The young policeman shook his flashlight and let out a low snort: "There seems to be writing on her back."

My heart is full of that gold bracelet. When I heard that there was a word, I instinctively raised my eyes to look at it.

Now Yang Hui's body shook again, and the young policeman took a photo with his flashlight.

On the back of the blood-soaked nightdress, there were a few bloody red words.

The blood seemed to seep from the back, staining the nightgown in different shades.

"Cloud...water...water?" The young policeman squinted his eyes and looked at it, frowning and said: "It seems that this is not written, it was pulled out with a knife on the back, and then blood oozes out, the murderer must be too insane , write on the back of the person!"

But the old policeman glared at him and at me, signaling him not to talk nonsense in front of me.

The young policeman seemed to have just remembered, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to block me: "Don't look, follow me to the car below and wait."

"Yun Miao." I looked up at him and said softly, "The words on her back are Yun Miao, my name."

And one more thing, the nightdress Yang Hui was wearing was not her own.

its mine!
Could this be what the man just said was "death by carrying his name"?

Then he didn't come up, how did he know that Yang Hui died like this?
Or……

Yang Hui was killed by him?

Grandma said that ghosts are the best at deceiving people!
(End of this chapter)