Nightmare’s Call

"Forget it, look at the communication software ..."

Miga's communication software is an orange-like orange ball fruit icon.

Lin Sheng opened it and watched a round dialog box on the screen, which was divided into three blocks of content: friends, recent, group.

The interface is black, and the overall style is simple and fresh.

Opening the software, Lin Sheng only remembered that his netizens at Xilin could not be reached. The nets here were all independent regions. The communication software used is also different.

Looking at the empty friend interface, he exhaled, shut down the software, and found a vague game to play.

Time passed slowly and hours passed by.

Lin Sheng rubbed his eyes, turned off the game, and prepared to rest and get off the plane.

Suddenly he looked up and saw a person standing behind the opposite computer seat.

A woman with long hair and white eyes.

She's just like everyone else standing behind watching people playing games, no difference.

It just made Lin Sheng notice her that this woman was watching him!

Computers are placed back-to-back together every two. The man sitting opposite Lin Sheng was crackling and tapping on the keyboard. He didn't realize it and had fun.

As soon as Lin Sheng looked up, he saw the woman's eyes fixed on herself.

Her eyes were bulging, her shawl was exuding, and her expression was expressionless. Amidst the lively game sounds around her, she stood there alone, giving a solitary and unattended taste.

Suddenly a young man walked past the woman. With a flower in front of Lin Sheng, the woman's figure disappeared in her vision.

And with so many people around, none of them saw this weird scene.

Lin Sheng's face remained unchanged, and he got up and took the card to the front desk to get off the plane.

Out of the Internet cafe, the streets outside are already deserted.

He simply stuffed the things he bought into his pocket, dropped the plastic pocket, and walked slowly back.

The lady just reminded him of the decorator in the rotten tail building that she met while she was in the west wheel.

Along the sidewalk, he speeded up, not too far from the entrance to the Soul Castle workshop, only a few kilometers away.

It was just a few hundred meters before, and a strange and strange sound, if any, floated in the wind.

"what sound?"

Lin Shengton stopped and looked up.

In the dark night sky, several searchlight-like beams of light kept firing.

On his left, there are rows of street lights, both of which are orange and yellow halo.

On the right hand side is a plastic runway shrouded in shade. There are small, small lights at the edge of the runway to decorate and illuminate the runway.

No one was seen around.

The cold night air flowed, a bit piercing, adding a bit of coldness.

Lin Sheng took his hand out of his pants pocket and slowly moved his lower five fingers.

"Who? Followed me for so long and rolled out on my own." He didn't speak loudly, but passed around clearly.

No one responded.

It was just a chunky black shadow, walking slowly behind Lin Sheng.

It was a fat man covered in black with empty eyes and a light black pattern between his eyebrows.

He also had a signature pen at work in his shirt pocket and two keys on his pants. A door key, a car key.

Lin Sheng turned around and stared at the fat man.

"who are you?"

Since asking Miga, he has never avenged people and has never encountered any trouble. This was suddenly followed by the other party to find the difference, naturally want to ask why.

The fat man looked ashamed, and gradually approached Lin Sheng step by step.

Huh!

Suddenly he fluttered forward, his expression suddenly stunned.

Lin Sheng was about to start, and suddenly a flower bloomed in front of him.

Immediately behind him was a sink, and a low biting roar came from behind him.

Huh!

He turned back and saw the fat man suddenly appear behind him, lying on his back, biting towards his neck.

Alas.

Lin Sheng flashed his elbow. The fat man was struck by lightning all over his body, his waist twisted into a weird arc, and he flew out. He fell to the ground.

Lin Sheng retracted his hand and moved his neck slightly, making a crisp clicking noise. Slowly walk towards the fat man on the ground.

"It's so small, but it still has high-speed capabilities similar to teleport?" He stepped on the fat man's head and bent down to observe carefully.

This fat man looks like an ordinary person, the only difference is his eyes.

His eyes were completely lacking, his pupils were scattered and he seemed to have no consciousness at all.

"The attacking power is pathetic. It is the level of ordinary people." Lin Sheng was about to release the Holy Power to investigate carefully.

hiss...

Suddenly, the fat man at his feet gave a whole meal, and the whole person slowly dispersed, turning into countless black smoke, and disappearing.

Lin Sheng's surprised feet were empty, stabilized his body, and followed the black smoke. The smoke was getting weaker, and then disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.

"The vision caused by the gap between black dots?" Lin Sheng once again remembered the decorator he had encountered in Xilun before.

After a deep groan, he slowly walked away in the direction of going back.

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"I'm telling the truth! Absolutely! Absolutely no lie!"

Feller explained eagerly, trying to describe the trouble he had just encountered to the head of the security department.

The weird man with a blank eye, who was still teleporting, suddenly attacked him and bit a wound invisible to him.

"You have no injuries anywhere. This student, I understand the stressful anxiety after you came to Bain, but you have mental problems, you can go to the medical department to see the situation.

Yelling at me here doesn't make any sense. "

The head of the security department was an old man in his fifties, with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked impatiently at Fowler, impatient.

"I'm really not lying! Really!" Feller tried to justify. "That weirdo, he's wearing school uniforms, long hair, and a man ..."

He pointed at his arm.

"My hand was bitten by him so much! Look here!"

"Okay, I'm busy now, I have no time to listen to your ghosts." The caretaker squinted at Feller Bainen's arm skin without any scars, even more impatient.

Feller was kicked out.

He stared blankly at the security office behind the door, his helplessness and anxiety nowhere to be vented.

"How? I told you it was useless. No one will believe you!"

Not far away, two people standing in the shadow of the building came out. It was Melissa and the little linen-haired girl who had collided with her before.

"I've tested it. Except for Serena, no one can see those weird figures. We estimate that we also saw the weirdoes because of contact with Serena."

Melissa held her hand, her petite chest was squeezed out of a full arc. His expression was always cold and arrogant.

"I ... I just ..." Fowler looked at the wound on his hand, but looked down helplessly.

"In the past few days, we have seen more and more strange people, not only outside, but now everywhere in school, they will come out at night."

The linen girl Serena bit her lip. "And other students, not even your mentors, professors, can see them ..."