Yuan Chen threw his phone on the table, pressed the screen with both hands, and looked up at the man.
"Maybe it's just sleepwalking."
The man looked pale and asked tremblingly: "You saw it too, right? You also saw something unusual, right?"
Yuan Chen shook his head slightly and smiled reluctantly: "I'm sorry, I only saw one woman."
The man stood up suddenly, grabbed the phone from Yuan Chen's hand, and then clicked on his photo album.
Yuan Chen saw countless videos appearing in them. Each video ended with a woman's face. This woman's movements were different every time, but without exception, her eyes were always looking up through the mirror, as if she was looking up.
Make eye contact with people outside the screen.
He looked at the dense previews, and those eyes moved at the same time.
Yuan Chen felt something crawling up his spine and onto his shoulders, and it was lying next to his ear, breathing cold air.
He hurriedly clicked on the last video and saw a woman standing in front of the mirror, with disheveled hair and pajamas. She looked straight at the mirror, and then slowly stretched out her hand. Yuan Chen couldn't see clearly what she was holding in her hand.
Looking for something, she drew a line on her neck, and a dark line appeared, and then liquid began to drip slowly.
"She committed suicide?"
Yuan Chen pressed the pause button. He really didn't want to see a woman die in front of him.
The man shook his head and whispered: "She just cut her own neck, and this is not the first time. These days, she cuts her throat every night, no matter how deep or how shallow, and it is the same every time."
It’s a place, just keep reading.”
Yuan Chen could only reluctantly press the play button again. The woman stood in front of the mirror, slowly dipped her fingers in her own hot blood, and wrote a word on the mirror:
OUT
Then she pressed her palm on the left side of the word, as if to stamp a seal.
She slowly raised her head, looked at the mirror with a ferocious face, looked up at Yuan Chen with squinting eyes, and smiled solemnly.
Although the picture was separated by a mobile phone, Yuan Chen felt that she saw herself.
Watching this extremely weird video in the middle of the night will make even the bravest person a little shaken.
Hao Weida's body was trembling slightly. When he was in college, he didn't dare to get out of bed to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. He even avoided those scary supernatural stories. Therefore, everyone often played pranks on him at night.
But in the final analysis, those are just little tricks, they can only scare him for a while, but they are not so scary that he can't sleep at night, but the video in front of him is a real scene.
He couldn't help but step back, as if he was afraid that the woman would come out of the screen. Fortunately, he didn't scream yet, which could be regarded as saving the last bit of face for the people's police.
"How did you get these videos?"
Yuan Chen's reaction was relatively calm. No matter what was in the picture, at least the person sitting in front of him was still a living person.
Since we are human beings, we have nothing to be afraid of.
"These videos were taken by me. I installed a camera in the bathroom at home."
Yuan Chen frowned. He felt that what this man said was incomprehensible. Who in the right mind would install a camera in his bathroom? Isn't that a pervert?
"These videos were taken from your home?"
He confirmed it again.
"That's right."
His face was still very ugly.
"So, the woman in the video..."
"Yes, she is my wife."
Although he was mentally prepared in his heart, Yuan Chen still felt shocked when these words actually came out of his mouth.
A husband actually installed a surveillance camera in the bathroom to monitor his wife for such a thing. Such a thing is simply unheard of.
The man handed over a business card. His name was Su Qigong, and he was a salesman in Jinghai City.
His wife's name is Yiran and she is a lawyer.
It can be heard from Su Qigong's description that he thinks Yiran is an extremely good person and a competent wife, and his words are full of pride.
Although Yiran is five years younger than him, it is obvious that she is far better than her husband in terms of salary and education.
The relationship between a woman chasing a man and a man chasing a woman is different from that of a man chasing a woman, which often ends in nothing. Usually the relationship between the woman chasing the man and the man chasing the woman is relatively stable, especially in this situation where the woman is strong and the man is weak, because this is indeed true love.
It seems that the two of them have a happy marriage and a sweet relationship. If something like this hadn't happened, they would probably be what people call a fairy couple.
Of course, Su Qigong is not aware of this now, as all his attention is focused on those extremely weird videos.
It's hard to imagine what he was feeling when he saw that his wife, whom he was so familiar with, suddenly turned into such a ferocious and terrifying appearance.
The screen of the mobile phone is still fixed on the picture with the word "OUT" printed on it.
Su Qigong moved closer and pointed at the symbol with his finger.
"Mr. Police Officer, I would like to ask, does this 'OUT' mean going out?"
Yuan Chen nodded. This is one of the necessary words in primary school textbooks. Basically everyone knows its most common meaning.
But Yuan Chen didn't tell him that the word "OUT" actually means being out.
For a person, being out often means death.
Su Qigong didn't think that much, he still asked questions on his own.
"In this case, tell me, is there something unclean in this house that wants us to get out? Or is there an evil spirit that has taken possession of it, and Yiran wants it to get out of his body and is asking me for help?"
Yuan Chen did not answer his question. He looked at the woman in the picture, leaned forward, and listened to her whispering in his ear. He lowered his head and looked at the picture that had clearly been frozen.
Eyes that are slowly turning.
His head suddenly hurt. He put his hand on the scar, tremblingly picked up the medicine bottle and poured a handful of pills into his mouth. This was considered a chronic disease of his. It was most likely caused by the lightning strike.
of sequelae.
Yuan Chen stared at the screen while holding the pills, telling himself that he saw nothing.
Finally, the picture stopped, and he saw nothing.
Yuan Chen raised his head, and Su Qigong was looking at him expectantly. He could clearly feel the anxiety in his eyes.
However, his words may disappoint him.
"I'm sorry, I think you should take your wife to see a psychiatrist. This kind of thing is not within the scope of our responsibilities, so please go back as soon as possible."