My House of Horrors

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

I Fix Air-Conditioner · ホラー

レビュー数が足りません

1215 Chs

Professional

編集者: Millman97

Hearing Chen Ge's analysis, the officers were shocked. Chen Ge did not normally act like he was much of a quick thinker, but whenever he was at a crime scene, he would come up with discoveries like he was born to fight crime.

"Go, we'll need to go to the other buildings to see." Captain Yan took the arm. They rushed down the stairs to get to the second building. Like Chen Ge expected, they found another arm in the room on the tenth floor of the second building.

"Take the picture first; don't ruin the scene. When the killer buried the body, they might have left some evidence behind." After Lee Zheng took the pictures, they rushed to the third building. The building was only half completed, and the stairwell did not even have a railing—one wrong step, and it would be a long way down.

PREV INDEX Next