Like all criminals after passionate murder, Mr. K realized what he was doing. He was shaking all over, covering his eyes with blood-stained hands. Is he crying, or is he confessing? Anyone’s first thought after a crime is how to escape the law. Mr. K is naturally no exception. He squatted down to look at the woman lying in a pool of blood, but strange things happened at that time.
The body is moving! I rubbed my eyes. Yes, Mr. K’s wife was slowly crawling out of the corpse, dripping with blood. I hit Ji Ling, and the woman was standing next to Mr. K, but he didn’t notice it at all. Instead, he sat on the floor, meditating on how to deal with the corpse. He can’t see her at all!
Ghost! I screamed unconsciously. The female ghost seemed to hear my shout and walked towards the screen step by step, “It’s you!” I heard her say, stretching out her bloody hand. I wanted to escape instinctively, but my body was so stiff that I couldn’t move. I could only watch the ghost hand approaching my throat bit by bit, and suddenly the signal was interrupted. The ghost hand also disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
I panted, trying to restore my messy thinking. Where are ghosts in this world? It must have been dazzling just now. I ordered myself to calm down and reopen the computer to sort out the video, and plan to blackmail Mr. K for a high payment after two days after he finished processing the body.
Be sure to ask for a little more money to include the shock loss just now! I chuckled twice, seeing myself in the mirror, my face still pale. Ding Dong! The doorbell rang, and I saw from the cat’s eyes that Mr. K’s wife was standing outside the door and smiling at me!