Zhou Feng really didn't dare to think about it carefully. What happened in this room was enough to make him feel dazed.

Suddenly the computer screen flashed a few times, and then it became dark. Zhou Feng stared at the computer screen in horror and said anxiously: "What the hell is wrong?"

Zhou Feng pressed the power-on button on the computer screen a few times, but there was no response. Zhou Feng squatted down and prepared to see if the power supply was not plugged in.

I just lowered my head and found that one of the plugs of the computer was exposed outside. It was not like I was accidentally touched or bad contact, but was pulled out and placed aside.

Zhou Feng's heart began to swell secretly. He swallowed his saliva, his heart was beating, as if he could jump out at any time and slowly stretched his hand towards the plug.

When Zhou Feng's hand touched the plug, fortunately, there was nothing unusual. Zhou Feng picked up the plug and plugged it back into the power supply.

Zhou Feng straightened up and pressed the computer's boot button again, but still no response.

But there was a fishy smell coming from Zhou Feng's hand, which seemed to have been stuck in something. Zhou Feng turned his palm over, but found that his hands were covered in blood!

Zhou Feng felt his body stiffen.

At this time, a terrifying face as skeleton appeared on the black computer screen. Zhou Feng screamed and fell down from the stool.

Zhou Feng's mouth trembled as if he had installed a motor. He watched in horror as the whole room began to twist, and the ceiling began to bleed from the gaps in the old magazines...

From drop by drop to direct flow, the entire bed sheet was dyed red with bright red blood. Zhou Feng opened his mouth wide and stared at the scene in front of him with his eyes widened.

Zhou Feng rolled and crawled out of the room. After running out of the building, he ran to the police station desperately. Now he could rely on only the police station.

He gasped while running, because only in this way could he relieve his inner fear.

When everyone on the street saw such a running man, they began to point fingers and avoid him. He looked like a person with an abnormal spirit now.

Nishang came out of the closet, waved her hand gently, and restored everything to its original state.

She burst out laughing. This was the first time she did such a teasing thing. Seeing Zhou Feng scared, she almost suffered internal injuries.

Nishang patted the dust on his body, thinking that this time he should have scared him so much that he dared not come back, so he had to go back and get in the business with Liu Chu.

So Nishang glanced at the room, turned around and jumped down the window.

Zhou Feng ran to the police station as if he was running for his life, and shouted breathlessly: "Help! Someone is here!"

A detective walked over and looked at Zhou Feng and asked, "What happened? Tell me slowly, who is going to kill you?"

Zhou Feng grabbed the detective's hand in horror, his palm was still sweating slightly, and he said in horror: "Police, I'm almost unable to stand it anymore. Our house is haunted. The ceiling is bleeding all over the ground..."

The detective looked at him with an unknown look, "Your ceiling is bleeding?"

"Yes, if you don't believe me, look at me..."

Zhou Feng stretched out his palm, but the palm was dry and quiet. I don’t know where the blood just now went.

The detective said a little impatiently: "Comrade, don't run to the police station to joke, right? What did you tell me to see?"

"Anyway, you will know when you go home with me!"

Zhou Feng pulled the detective out and walked out. The police had no choice but to follow him to find out.

When he arrived at the door of the house, Zhou Feng took out the key from his pocket, put his hand on the door, but took it back and handed it to the police, "Police, please help me open it... I dare not..."

The police took the key and carefully opened the door. Zhou Feng covered his eyes outside the door and said to the police: "How is it, I didn't lie to you."

The policeman frowned, inserted his waist, and said with anger in his tone: "Are you playing tricks on me?"

When Zhou Feng heard this, he hurried to the room to check it out. As soon as he entered the room, Zhou Feng was stunned.

The room was neatly arranged, and the computer still had the same "game over" picture. The bed sheets were clean and there was no blood at all.

Everything was weird and a little scary, as if all this was just Zhou Feng's fabrication. The police shook his head and put handcuffs on Zhou Feng's wrist.

"Come on, come back to the police station and make a record. This is a waste of everyone's time. Do you know if you call the police falsely?"

"No, policeman, listen to my explanation... I really didn't lie to you..."

Zhou Feng struggled while trying to make the police believe him, but the police had no intention of listening to him and pushed him back to the police station.

The cold handcuffs were worn on his hands. After finishing the transcript, Zhou Feng squatted in the detention center. Everything in front of him seemed to be dreaming.

Zhou Feng became a little dazed. He listened to the police coming and going around him looking at him with strange eyes. He even doubted whether he was sick.

A policeman stuffed a bun in the middle of the cold iron pillar, and Zhou Feng looked up at the young policeman in front of him.

"After eating this, then ask your family or friends to bail you. Do you... have friends?"

The policeman who looked in his early 20s looked at Zhou Feng with some doubts, as if he was saying, will there be friends with a lunatic like you?

Zhou Feng took the bun and started to swallow it. He was very hungry now and hadn't eaten for a day.

The policeman looked at Zhou Feng, shook his head, and just as he was about to turn his head and walk away, Zhou Feng stopped him: "Can I ask someone to bail me?"

The police officer took Zhou Feng to the next phone, knocked on the table, and said, "I will give you 5 minutes. You can hurry up, there are still people waiting to use it later."

Zhou Feng picked up the phone, thought for a while, and slowly pressed the dial button.

"Dou Dou..." The phone rang, Zhou Feng nervously held the phone line, and his palms began to sweat slightly.

He rubbed his hand a little embarrassedly, and the policeman next to him looked at him disdainfully.

The phone rang for a long time, and the police next to him were a little impatient. Just when Zhou Feng was about to give up, Han Meimei's voice came from the other side of the phone. "Hey? Who?"

Zhou Feng said to the phone ecstatically: "Hey, Han Meimei, thank God... can you come to the police station..."

Han Meimei asked contemptuously on the other end of the phone: "Why are you? What are you doing in the police station?"

Zhou Feng whispered to the phone a little crampedly: "I can't explain it clearly for a while, but you are the only phone number I can recite. Can you come here and bail me out? Don't worry, you will never involve you."

Han Meimei was silent for a while, not knowing what medicine was sold in Zhou Feng’s gourd, and she would really cause trouble for her every day.

Han Meimei sighed at Zhou Feng's pleading tone, saying, "There is no way, who told me to be soft-hearted?"

She said to the phone, "Okay, then wait for me, I'll go there now."

When Zhou Feng heard that Han Meimei was coming, he was so happy that he said excitedly: "Okay, okay, I'll wait for you, you must come..."

“Dududu…”

Before Zhou Feng finished speaking, he had already hung up the phone on the other end.

Zhou Feng looked confused, then hung up the phone and was taken to the detention room.

Zhou Feng finally had hope and kept looking at the movement at the door in the detention room.

Now someone finally came to bail him!

Zhou Feng sighed, not knowing what was wrong with him. No one would believe anyone who told such a thing.

After Zhou Feng waited for more than an hour, Han Meimei finally pushed open the door of the police station, walked in, and walked all the way into the prison.

Zhou Feng stood up and waved to Han Meimei. Han Meimei pretended not to see it and walked straight to the police. She was ready to be angry with Zhou Feng to relieve her hatred.

The police immediately stood up and said to the beauty in front of him: "What can I do to help you?"

Han Meimei smiled and said to the police: "I'm here to bail Zhou Feng."

The smile on the policeman's face changed instantly. It turned out to be that crazy friend...

Han Meimei observed the subtle changes on the policeman's face and asked, "What should I do with bail?"

"Oh, are you his friend? Sign and press your handprints here, and then the previous guarantee agreement is enough."

Han Meimei looked at the record in front of her and found that the charge was "false report"?

After reading the transcript, Han Meimei was so angry that she was about to vomit blood. Her face was blue and white. She smiled at the police in embarrassment and signed her name.

After completing all the bail procedures, the police took Han Meimei to the door of the detention room. The police took out the key and opened the iron door, and untied Zhou Feng's handcuffs.

Han Meimei glanced at Zhou Feng, then said to the policeman next to her: "I've caused you trouble, thank you."

The police scratched his head embarrassedly and said to Han Meimei: "It's okay, just pay attention next time."

Han Meimei smiled and walked out of the police station gate. Zhou Feng followed closely behind without saying a word.

Han Meimei walked forward for a while, suddenly stopped, breathed impatiently, rolled her eyes and turned to look at Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng was stunned by Han Meimei's turn, and stood there and looked at Han Meimei.

"What are you still following me? Wherever you should go?"

Han Meimei waved her hand and signaled Zhou Feng to leave quickly.

But Zhou Feng still stood there blankly, looked at both sides, and was still following Han Meimei.

Han Meimei was almost defeated by this fool. She rolled her eyes wide and almost turned her to the cover of her heavenly spirit.
Chapter completed!