Yuan Chen woke up suddenly and found that he was still sitting on the bed. It turned out that this was just a dream.
He walked into the bathroom in a daze, wanting to pour some cold water on himself to calm down quickly. However, as soon as he walked in, he saw a big "OUT" written in blood on the mirror, and there was a bloody handprint next to it.
How is this possible? He made sure that his door was locked. For a person who lives in the twenties, there is basically no need to worry about the possibility of someone climbing through the window and breaking into the room.
Then this bloody handprint...
He walked closer to the mirror and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The bloody handprint looked familiar.
He slowly stretched out his hand and covered the bloody handprint with his palm. Sure enough, it was his own palmprint.
Not only that, in the mirror, he could clearly see an additional wound on his neck, which was exactly the same as the wound he saw on the video.
He trembled and checked the wound. Fortunately, it was only a flesh wound and no veins or arteries were injured.
He remembered that Yu Junwei's business card was placed by the bedside last night.
When Yuan Chen walked out, he found that the floor was dripping with blood, and the drops of blood were as ferocious as blooming red roses.
He no longer knew whether what happened yesterday was a dream, let alone whether the blood belonged to the woman last night or his own.
At this moment, the cell phone rang, and Yuan Chen went over to answer it. It was a call from the old man.
"Hello..."
He tried to keep his tone calm.
Fortunately, Ma Jingtian didn't notice anything strange, and his tone sounded a little proud.
"The handprint yesterday was actually a blood drop. Yesterday you only saw the black and white picture, but ignored the color. When I first looked at it, I thought it looked like a water drop, but isn't the red water drop a blood drop? So, you understand
Bar?"
With the character of the old man, if Yuan Chen said half a word "no" now, he would definitely be scolded by him and suffer ruthless ridicule from his old man. The older some people get, the more they like to make fun of their younger generations, although this is not always the case.
It's not necessarily malicious, the old man is obviously such a "front wave".
Yuan Chen looked back at the pattern painted with blood on the mirror. In fact, he didn't need to express it. He already knew the answer when he saw it for the first time.
This is a puzzle, BLOODOUT, blood debt must be paid with blood.
Ma Jingtian's laughter came from the phone: "I think this case is quite interesting. You can start investigating it."
Yuan Chen secretly complained in his heart, it was easy to say, and he didn't have to check it out personally. Of course, he would not say something like "all talk and no lies", although in front of Ma Jingtian, he was pretty good.
It’s no longer big or small, but I still understand the basic principles.
He stared at the ferocious "blood flower" pattern on the ground, thought of the woman he was carrying on his back last night, and gritted his teeth and said "Hello".
After hanging up the phone and picking up the business card, he fell into deep thought.
This is the first time he has encountered a similar supernatural case since returning to China. More than less, he still has some concerns.
Yuan Chen himself was a staunch theist when he was a child. Of course, the reason why he thinks so is not because of how lofty his beliefs are. The main reason is that he was influenced by some domestic and foreign film and television dramas.
Especially in a certain island country, the people in their country seem to love fantasy and like to create gods. Ultraman with all kinds of strange names is the god they created.
When he was a child, Yuan Chen was young and ignorant. Watching those monsters being crushed by Ultraman again and again, and the people being rescued by them again and again, he really thought that Ultraman was the most powerful and most powerful person in the world.
The supreme God.
However, as he grew older and gained more experience and knowledge, he gradually realized that something was wrong. Almost every year, one or more new Ultraman would be born, and they would even reproduce!
With so many invincible gods, the people of the island country must be extremely happy. At least, their lives will not be threatened in any way, because they have a lot of Ultraman.
However, this is not the case.
During the war, the island country was a defeated country and was arrogant and domineering. Even though it was arrogant at first, it was still pinned to the ground and rubbed for its life in the end. It had no choice but to surrender honestly with a white flag.
If the war years are too old, then the island country has suffered several natural and man-made disasters such as earthquakes, tsunamis, and nuclear radiation in recent years. Whenever tragedy strikes, all the people of the island country can do is to pray in silence.
Close your eyes and wait for death.
Did those so-called gods come to save them? Obviously, not once.
Only then did he realize that the so-called gods were just figments of people's imagination, and they imagined that they could be protected by this method.
However, fantasy can only be fantasy.
In reality, the only one who can protect them and save them is themselves.
In fact, it is not just the island country, but everyone in the world.
Coupled with the various educations he received in school since childhood, the concept of "believing in science" has long been deeply implanted in his heart.
In this way, he remains a staunch atheist until now.
Even though he later became a police officer and handled many cases similar to "paranormal phenomena", it was later proven that they were caused by man-made phenomena.
The so-called "evil spirits" are actually man-made manipulations.
As for what Yu Junwei said about "his wife being possessed by an evil spirit", it was probably just an exaggeration.
But the more he thought about it, the more Yuan Chen became interested.
The succubus demands her life?
Blood debt must be paid with blood?
An elite lawyer marries an ordinary salesperson?
And this seemingly honest salesman is covered in tattoos?
Maybe the old man was right, there was more to it than meets the eye.
As soon as he heard that Yuan Chen wanted to take the initiative to find Yu Junwei, Hao Weida showed great resistance.
"Didn't you send him away last time? Why are you actively looking for him now? You are really looking for trouble!"
"Come on, it's just a matter of words, love or not."
"Uh, well, I..."
He was still struggling in his heart.
"Hey, let me ask you, are you a man? Hurry up, if you don't come, I won't wait for you."
After saying that, he walked straight towards the door.
In the end, in order to prove that he was a decent man, Hao Weida gritted his teeth and followed him. Even so, he had made great determination. If Yuan Chen told the story of last night, even if he borrowed ten more courage
, and he was determined not to follow.
The two of them soon arrived at Yu Junwei's house. He was standing downstairs waiting, his eyes averted, still carrying the cold air on his body.
Seeing the two people arriving, Yu Junwei seemed to be more courageous. He led them upstairs and spoke as they walked:
"After I got home yesterday, it got even weirder. You must know about the altar table, right?"
Yu Junwei kept talking over and over again. Yuan Chen didn't quite understand what he meant at first, but when he opened the door, he immediately understood the reason.
There was a square table in the living room of Yu Junwei's house. There were fruits on the table and two thick white candles. There was a photo on the table. In the photo, a beautiful woman had her eyes closed.
Yu Junwei's house was dark, with the curtains closed in broad daylight. Under the flickering candlelight, the woman suddenly opened her eyes!