122. Dissect it

The hand pushed forcefully, seemingly about to emerge from the phone in an incredibly bizarre manner.

Seeing this, Du Wei murmured in a low voice, "I find it hard to understand whether you are the Evil Spirit or something else entirely."

As he said this, he quickly walked up to the phone screen.

The hand seemed to sense something, for it instantly stiffened, but it didn't stop; rather, it quickened its pace to emerge.

During this process, there was no noise made, and combined with the anomaly at the door, it was easy to lead one astray.

One might either put down the phone to check the door or close the phone and think of a way to escape.

But no matter the choice, eventually, it would come out of the phone screen and kill the targeted victim.

For Du Wei, however, this was useless.

He watched ceaselessly at the thing that resembled the Evil Spirit as it gradually emerged, his eyes flickering with curiosity.

Annabelle in the curio cabinet slowly turned her head to look his way.