Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Liang Zaibing took out the pajamas with bloody handprints from yesterday and compared them with the ones in the photo.

They are all different in size, shape, and proportion.

These are handprints made by two ghosts.

The hand on the pajamas is much smaller, less than half the size of an adult's, and should belong to a toddler.

In other words, they have to face both the red-clad female ghost and the ghost baby at the same time.

Which one will come tonight? Or will they all come together?

Will they really survive?

To avoid increasing her roommates' psychological pressure, Liang Zaibing did not tell them about her discovery.

When the lights went out, his heart was still heavy. He was facing a life-or-death situation with no way to avoid it.

He was still in a daze as he climbed the bed ladder when Huang Fang poked his head out from the bed and said, "You'll sleep with me tonight, let's see what the hell is up on the ceiling."

Liang Zaibing agreed after a moment's thought. He could tell that Huang Fang was actually a little scared, but with him watching over him, there shouldn't be any problems.

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After the dormitory room got dark, you could hear Lu Hao and Lin Yucheng tossing and turning frequently, it looked like they wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Huang Fang was almost falling asleep waiting. He was leaning against the wall, wanting to ask Liang Zaibing when she would appear, when his mouth was suddenly covered.

coming.

Huang Fang quietly opened his eyes and looked towards the ceiling. On the yellowed and peeling wall, there was a blood-red fleshy ball, and the tissue inside could be seen through the thin skin.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the fleshy ball had thin hands and feet like monkey claws, clinging tightly to the wall. Its head was unusually large, taking up more than a third of its body, hanging on its neck like a tumor.

His eyes were not open, covered by a fleshy membrane, but his mouth was wide open, filled with dense, sharp teeth, and thick saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth, "splat" onto Huang Fang's forehead.

If Liang Zaibing hadn't covered his mouth, he would have screamed loudly.

But now he can't do anything.

If the ghost baby discovers him, not only will he die, but Liang Zaibing will also be implicated.

Holding onto the belief that he couldn't let his roommate die, Huang Fang managed to stay calm.

For the sake of his physical and mental health, he stopped spying and simply closed his eyes, preferring to stay out of sight.

Anyway, this ghost baby will leave soon, just hold on a little longer.

"Ah!" A short scream came from not far away, and then it stopped abruptly.

But it was too late.

The ghostly infant hovering above them quickly crawled toward the source of the sound, moving so fast that its hands and feet were almost invisible.

Lu Hao tried his best to pretend to be asleep, but he couldn't stop his whole body from trembling.

The deformed infant, with its mouth full of sharp teeth, lunged at his neck and bit down hard, tearing his flesh and severing his artery. The gushing blood sprayed onto the ceiling and also covered Lin Yucheng's face.

Lin Yucheng's blood-stained eyelashes trembled slightly, but he did nothing.

The terrified screams lasted only a few seconds, leaving only a desperate hissing sound squeezed from the throat and the terrifying sound of the ghost baby sucking up flesh and blood.

After the ghost baby left, they still dared not move until dawn before someone went to check on Lu Hao's condition.

Lu Hao lay on his back on the bed, his dim eyes wide open. The flesh on his neck had been almost completely gnawed off, and deep, sharp teeth marks remained on his neck bone.

Lin Yucheng took several deep breaths, but still couldn't hold it in and ran to the toilet to vomit.

He was surrounded by the smell of blood all night, which later turned into a faint stench of decay. It's a miracle he's been able to endure it this long.

Huang Fang hadn't eaten much last night and had long since run out of vomit. He stood on the edge of the bed, his face pale and his lips trembling. "I... what should we do now?"

Before Liang Zaibing could answer, Lin Yucheng came out, leaning against the wall. "I called the police earlier, saying that a murder had occurred in our dormitory last night. The police should be here soon."

About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the dormitory door.

Lin Yucheng opened the door, and a man and a woman in uniform walked in, flashing their badges at them. "Did you call the police?"

Lin Yucheng nodded quickly and pointed to Lu Hao's bed, "He's the one who had the accident."

Liang Zaibing, however, was somewhat suspicious. "Are only the two of you here for this murder case? Where are the forensic doctor and the expert?"

One of the male police officers glanced at the body a few times, his expression turning serious. "It was our negligence; we misjudged the situation. I'm calling for backup."

To put it bluntly, I was careless because I thought they were making a false police report.

After all, who would believe that a murderer would break into a house and kill someone in front of others and then leave without choosing to silence them and give them a chance to call the police?

Only a fool would act so rashly.

The policewoman skillfully put on rubber gloves and began collecting basic evidence.

"You are witnesses to the crime. Do not leave here for the time being, and do not touch any of the items here."

The reinforcements arrived quickly and began collecting evidence in an orderly manner.

However, the situation was not optimistic. They were unable to extract any useful biological information; the fatal wound only contained the victim's own tissue, which was simply unbelievable.

Either the murderer killed the victim with an instrument resembling an oral cavity structure, or the murderer is an invisible person.

The latter is closer to the truth to some extent.

Ghost babies have no physical form, so they leave no evidence.

After the evidence was collected, they were taken back to the police station to give statements separately. There's nothing to worry about about that; they didn't kill the person, so just tell the truth.

Whether the police believe it or not is their business.

The two officers who received the call during the day were the ones who were responsible for questioning Lin Yucheng.

The policewoman smiled gently and encouraged him to tell her everything that had happened the night before.

Bathed in the bright headlights, Lin Yucheng finally felt a little safe. Once he relaxed, tears streamed down his face like a burst dam.

Lin Yucheng cried for more than ten minutes before he calmed down and intermittently told the police everything that had happened the night before.

"You mean, your roommate was killed by a puff of air?"

"No, that's not air, it's a vengeful ghost, but I just can't see it with the naked eye."

Seeing his confident demeanor, the male police officer couldn't help but doubt his mental state.

What kind of ghost story is this? It's just a fantasy!

He still believed that the young man in front of him had mental problems.

The policewoman gently comforted Lin Yucheng and handed him a business card. "This is the best psychologist at the city hospital. Experiencing something like this can easily leave psychological trauma. You should see him when you have time."

Lin Yucheng took the business card somewhat blankly and was almost numbly led out of the interrogation room.

Huang Fang and Liang Zaibing were already waiting for him outside.

When Huang Fang saw him come out, he quickly went up to him and asked, "Are you alright?"

Lin Yucheng was closest to the scene and was the most affected. His current dazed state suggests that he is not unharmed.