The phone was placed on the greasy table that had not yet been wiped clean. After the video was played, a big replay button flashed on the screen. A stubby finger hovered over the replay button but did not click on it. The owner of the finger asked: "
Do you want to watch it again?"
The person who asked the question was a middle-aged man. He had a big bang with a lot of oil on his hair. He had a strong body and a white-gray suit that hung neatly around his body. He looked quite a bit like a big boss.
Impressive. He stared at the waitress sitting opposite him. The waitress looked panicked and shook her head repeatedly, so the man took his finger back.
"Don't watch it, it's really scary," the waitress said. "Sir, if you have nothing else to do, I will go and entertain other customers. If the manager finds me like this, he will deduct his salary."
This waitress is a very young girl with fluffy bun hair and very delicate facial features. The uniform of a fast food restaurant on her body is a bit too big and doesn't fit well, but you can still see the curves of her body covered by the fabric.
Perfect. She was sitting opposite the middle-aged man, still holding the rag to clean the table in her hand, looking like she was in a hurry to leave.
The middle-aged man could tell that the girl didn't want to talk to him too much. "It's okay. If the manager asks, I'll say hello for you. If your salary is deducted, I'll make up double the amount for you." He took out one.
The stuffed black leather wallet dangled in front of her eyes, and she turned to look at her nameplate carefully: "Yan Luyi, job number 942, I remember it. If you are in a hurry, I will
Go directly to your store manager to complain about your service attitude."
Yan Luyi put the rag aside with a grimace, scolding the man dozens of times in his heart, but still managed to remain polite: "Okay sir, what specific help do you need?"
The middle-aged man asked: "Do you know why I want to show you this video?"
Yan Luyi said: "The special effects of this video are quite realistic."
The middle-aged man said: "This is not a special effects video, but a video. We have asked someone to authenticate it, and there are no traces of modification or editing in the video."
Yan Luyi didn't reply and couldn't hide the nervous expression on his face. She could actually tell that the video was shot from a single angle, just an ordinary follow-up shot, and the camera was shaking violently. If you listen carefully, you can still feel
To the photographer’s footsteps and breathing.
This means that the events in the film actually happened and have not been modified through any technical means.
She couldn't help but feel a tingle in her heart. Not just because of the unknown creature in the room, or the face with melting beard, but because of the purple-haired girl who disappeared at the end of the video.
This is probably why the middle-aged man in front of her came to look for her.
Sure enough, I heard this man ask: "Do you know this girl with purple hair?"
Yan Luyi quickly shook his head: "I don't know."
The man stared into her eyes: "Then how do you explain that she looks exactly like you?"
Yan Luyi shook his head like a rattle: "How could it be possible? It's just a bit similar. Our country has such a large population, and it's not common for several people to look alike. Besides, if you look at it, whether it's dressing style or temperament, this person is similar to
I’m completely different, okay?”
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, took the phone back from the table, pulled it a few times with his fingers, pulled out a picture and showed it to her. Yan Luyi took a breath and was stunned.
This picture is a superimposed picture of two portraits. One is a screenshot from this video, it is the gun-wielding woman with short purple hair, and the other is a self-portrait of daily life, and the owner of the photo is herself. This photo
The angle was very strange, and she tried to capture her face clearly, so there was no sense of beauty in the composition. She just turned her small slap face into an elephant-eared face. But Yan Luyi didn't want to do that at the moment.
She was in the mood to despise this photography technique, and she broke into a cold sweat again. Judging from the angle of this photo, it was probably taken secretly. The background was actually the commercial street that she often visited near her school. So this person was already in her
How long have you been lurking around?
The two portraits were stacked together using image editing tools, which highlighted a horrifying fact - the faces of the two girls in the image were exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold, exactly.
This is no longer the so-called "similarity", but completely "the same".
The middle-aged man slapped his cell phone on the table. Yan Luyi also opened his mouth blankly at this time, and the two of them asked in unison: "Who is she?"
No one could answer the other person's question, and of course it was also his own question. The middle-aged man looked at her carefully, as if he wanted to penetrate her with his eyes. The little girl was stunned and frightened.
It seemed like she was pretending. She really didn't seem to know who the girl who looked exactly like her in the video was.
There was an awkward silence for a moment, and Yan Luyi explained in a panic: "No matter what you think, I don't know her, I don't know who she is. Anyway, it's not me. I have never been to that hospital, let alone get it."
Gun...Also, I have always had long hair since I was a child and have never cut it short. If you don’t believe me, I can show you my past photos.”
She paused for a moment when she said this, then suddenly remembered something, and quickly added: "Is she some kind of my twin sister? I'll call my mother right now."
As she spoke, she took out her cell phone and was about to dial a number. The middle-aged man sitting opposite reached out and pressed her cell phone.
"We have checked the birth certificates at the hospital and they are not twins."
Yan Luyi's heart was pounding. She couldn't explain exactly what was going on. Judging from his current attitude, the man seemed to think that the purple-haired woman in the video was her. There were dead people captured in this video, and it was not just a death.
It was a small matter. Of course she didn't want to involve herself in a murder case in a daze.
She grabbed her cell phone: "How about we call the police?"
The middle-aged man sneered: "Called the police? What happened next? Was he taken away for investigation? Explain to the police that the person in the video is not you? The photos are compared here, who will believe you?"
Yan Luyi put down the phone and became speechless.
The middle-aged man said: "Stretch out your hands and show me."
Yan Luyi could only listen to him and spread her hands flat on the table. Her hands were white and delicate, and the middle-aged man carefully touched her mouth and fingers. The touch from the girl's skin was soft and tender.
It's smooth and doesn't have the kind of calluses that people who are used to handling guns often have on their hands.
The middle-aged man was thoughtful and waved his hand, indicating that she could take it back. Yan Luyi had goosebumps all over her body early. When she withdrew her hand, she immediately grabbed the rag that was used to clean the table and rubbed it vigorously. At this moment, she
It feels like even if the rag is stained with oil on the dining table, the man's hands are much cleaner.