Global thriller: My organs have a mind of their own

[Open the shower curtain and observe Him in front of the basin.] 】

The font that suddenly popped out, the frightened Lin Soul almost screamed, but fortunately, he reacted quickly to suppress this kind of behavior that could kill himself.

"Observe, so He is visible?...... No, I should say that my eyes should be able to see Him now!".

Taking a deep breath of the much colder air, Lin Soul forced himself to calm down, quietly opened the shower curtain a little, and looked in the direction of the hand basin.

I don't know if it's because of the mutation in my eyes.

Even when the lights were off, he could vaguely see everything in the bathroom.

He saw a pale figure standing in front of the washbasin in the bathroom.

The figure was somewhat illusory, translucent.

But judging by His figure and hairstyle, the figure is supposed to be a woman.

She had long black hair on her head, which hung down from above, hiding her face from her true face.

He was wearing a white dress with blackened blood.

She has no arms.

The shoulder is a dark red hollow.

There were no bones in sight, no flesh and blood, only wisps of black mist floating in the hollow.

She, without arms!

[Your eyes looked directly at the armless ghost, and you felt the radiation of the rich resentment, and your eyes mutated, gaining the ability to retrace death. 】

With the appearance of the prompt, a picture like a marquee suddenly appeared in Lin Soul's eyes.

A tall, good-looking woman with long, dark waist-length hair and perfectly defined arms is preparing for a ball.

The screen turns, and the woman meets a handsome photographer at the ball, and the two have a good chat and exchange contact information.

The scene then shifts to a woman filming in a studio, wearing a white dress that shows her slender arms with perfect lines, and her long black hair is as smooth as a mirror.

The picture becomes gloomy, the room is still the same studio, but the woman is gone, and only the photographer admires a statue of Venus without arms.

The picture began to bleed, and in the studio, the photographer laughed wildly, and in front of him, the statue of Venus was attached to the arms, but these arms were not the arms of the sculpture, but a pair of pale and bloodless arms, but perfectly lined.

The footage begins to shatter, and through the fragmented footage it is revealed that a woman with no arms is completely wrapped in duct tape and then recedged into the wall.

Finally, what catches the eye is a lump of cement, accompanied by the sound of plastering, and the perspective is completely plunged into darkness.

"Uhhhhh

His eyes tingled, and Lin Soul felt something flow out of his eyes, and he raised his hand to wipe it, and his hands were sticky.

His eyes were bloody.

[Liu Yanran believed in the wrong person before her death, and was sealed in the wall after her death, she only hopes that someone can help her wash her hair. 】

I don't know if it's because I watched Liu Yanran's death retrospective, but now Lin Soul can't feel fear when he looks at her.

He only felt that this woman was a little pitiful, and he met a scumbag with no humanity.

"Wash your hair?".

Looking at the hint given by his eyes, Lin Soul gritted his teeth and opened the shower curtain.

As if the barrier had been opened, a cold aura came to the surface.

made Lin Soul's body numb on the spot.

He felt like a frozen live fish at this time, and although he was still conscious, his body was out of control.

What's worse is that Liu Yanran, an armless female ghost in front of the hand basin, is turning her head.

Her pale and numb cheeks, with dead man's spots were revealed.

At this time, she was staring at Lin Soul with a pair of dead fish eyes without the slightest luster.

From her eyes, Lin Soul saw the resentment that was gradually burning.

"Liu Yanran!".

Holding back the terrifying chill, Lin Soul struggled to squeeze the other party's name out of his throat.

Hearing her name, the resentment rising in Liu Yanran's eyes suddenly stopped, and then dropped a lot.

"There's a door!".

Lin Soul's eyes lit up when he felt like this, and then he spoke.

"I know everything about you, I know that there is a scumbag who has hurt you, if you believe me, I am willing to find that guy for you, let him taste the greatest pain in the world, and avenge you!".

“............"

Hearing Lin Soul's words, the resentment in Liu Yanran's eyes became weaker and weaker, and in the end, only a trace remained.

As her resentment vanished, the cold in the air also quietly subsided.

"You can't do it. "

A female voice with an echo sounded, and Lin Soul looked at the armless female ghost in front of him in surprise.

He originally thought that the ghost in front of him should be the only existence of resentment.

Now it seems that things are not that simple.

"I can do it! "

This is not bragging, Lin Soul believes that with his eyes that can see the future, he will be able to find the murderer who killed Liu Yanran sooner or later.

"You don't know how horrible he is. "

Shaking her head, Liu Yanran returned to the basin.

"Can you wash my hair for me if you can?".

Bending down slightly, Liu Yanran asked in her terrifying voice with echoes.

"Of course, it is my pleasure to serve you, ma'am. "

Walking to Liu Yanran's side, Lin Soul rolled up his sleeves and prepared to wash his hair.