Chapter 87 True and False 4

There was a sudden knock on the door in the quiet room, which made Xu Hui shake all over and his heartbeat obviously missed a beat. He suddenly turned his head, stared at the door, and clenched his fist nervously.

The first thought that came up was that Kuo Feifan knocked on the door outside, but he immediately denied it. If Kuo Feifan came to save him, it was impossible for him to knock on the door so politely.

What's more, the door could not be opened at all just now. How could someone knock on the door outside?

The knock on the door was still ringing slowly, which made Xu Hui feel that the knocking on the door was not human at all, and no one would continue to knock on the door continuously.

He wanted to ignore the sound, but then another thought flashed in his mind. If he opened the door now, could the door be opened? If it could be opened, he could go out of the room.

This idea immediately raised his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a hope.

Thinking of this, he raised his leg and walked to the door step by step. The closer he approached the door, the more nervous he felt, as if he had been tightly grasped by a hand.

He looked at the mirror platform with some worry, afraid that when he opened the door, the mirror platform would rush out of himself again.

When he walked to the door, the sound of knocking on the door became clearer and clearer, as if knocking on his heart. From time to time, he aimed at the mirror platform, slowly grasped the door handle with his left hand and gently twisted it in.

The door was silently opened with his strength. He glanced sideways at the mirror platform without any movement. Then he turned around and looked out through the crack in the open door.

At a glance, the first thing he saw was the corridor outside the door. With great joy, he didn't even pay attention to who was knocking on the door outside, so he suddenly opened the door.

When the door was completely opened, Xu Hui saw a woman standing outside the door.

According to Xu Hui's original idea, no matter what is knocking on the door outside, he will rush out as soon as possible. His right hand has even held the corner charm, thinking about throwing the corner charm out if something outside blocks him.

But when he saw the woman, his whole body stood at the door as if he had been fixed, his eyes were wide open, and his face couldn't help showing horror.

The woman outside the door raised her hand stiffly and still kept knocking on the door. This woman is not horrible. On the contrary, she still looks very beautiful, but her exposed skin shows a white and blue color. Her appearance is very ordinary, with short hair, wearing a white dress, and her lower abdomen is slightly bulging. It seems that she must have been pregnant for a period of time, and further down, her feet Obviously three inches away from the ground, hanging in the air.

Xu Hui looked at the woman in front of him. Her whole body was stiff and her brain couldn't think at all. She just subconsciously muttered to herself, "You...how did you appear?"

Speaking of which, the woman with feet off the ground did not look as horrible as the woman who appeared in the mirror just now, but the fear in Xu Hui's heart reached the peak in an instant.

Xu Hui knew this woman. When he joined the special police, when he was on a mission in a remote village, he met a seemingly abnormal guy who wanted to kill his pregnant wife with a knife. At that time, Xu Hui bravely negotiated with this psychopath. Unexpectedly, the psychopath talked nonsense with him for a long time. Just for fun, he finally cut off his wife's head in front of him.

Although Xu Hui was not to blame for this incident, he kept it in his heart. Afterwards, he concluded that the first mistake he made was that he had not been investigated clearly. This psychopath was extremely abnormal, and his * identity was a surgeon, and the knife used to commit the murder was also carefully prepared by him in advance. When Xu Hui first went into the negotiations, in order to reassure the murderer, he actually tied his hands, causing the last murderer to rush to rescue the hostage in time.

Although no one blamed Xu Hui after this incident, it has become a shadow that he has been unable to let go of. Today, at this moment, the woman who knocked on the door outside is the pregnant wife whose head was cut off. Xu Hui still remembers that her name is Tao Juan.

The two were in and out of the door, facing each other. For a while, Xu Hui suddenly heard a woman's trembling voice, as if lying in his ear.

"Do you... still... remember... have... me...?"

He clearly saw that Tao Juan's mouth on the opposite side was not open, but he was sure that it was what she said.

Xu Hui's face suddenly lost its blood color and turned pale for a moment. Subconsciously, his hand loosened the door handle, and his body stepped back two steps. He looked around in panic, but he didn't know what he was looking at at all.

"Don't you remember me?" Tao Juan's voice was obviously a little angry, and the speed of speech was much faster.

Xu Hui shook his head in a panic, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, summoned up a trace of courage in his heart, and said dryly, "You are Tao Juan."

Tao Juan stood outside the door and didn't seem to want to come in. She just stared at Xu Hui with her lifeless eyes.

Xu Hui couldn't help taking another step back and couldn't help asking, "Why are you here?"

Tao Juan slowly put down her raised hand and said coldly, "I'm dead. You're alive. I want you to die with me."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Hui saw Tao Juan's whole body tremble, and her face immediately changed. First, her eyes suddenly turned up, leaving only a pair of white eyes. Then a blood line quickly appeared between her neck, and blood gushed out in an instant, and Tao Juan's head suddenly slipped down from her neck, and she gently raised it. He grabbed his hand and head and held his head to face Xu Hui.

Xu Hui was shocked and suddenly became creepy. He instinctively reached out and pulled out the gun and pointed it at Tao Juan.

"I'm dead, remember?" Tao Juan held her head carefully, with a strange smile on her broken lips, and said.

Red blood kept spewing from the remaining neck under her head, and a stream of bright red blood kept pouring out of the broken head of her upper neck, dyeing the white dress she was wearing red.

Xu Hui held his gun and slowly retreated, narrowing his eyes to prevent the sweat on his forehead from flowing into his eyes. Although he was frightened now, he subconsciously told him that this was not real, it must be an illusion.

Although he was deeply guilty about Tao Juan's death, he still understood that the Tao Juan in front of him would never be the victim at the beginning. It is very likely that the ghost in the building was using this illusion to make himself collapse and drive himself crazy.

"You shouldn't be here, you know? The murderer who killed you is your husband, and I have brought him to justice, so you should rest in peace.

Xu Hui gritted his teeth and whispered.

Tao Juan, who was already covered with blood, floated in leisurely from the door. Her bloody head stared at him and rolled her eyes desperately. The smile on her mouth was full of resentment. She slowly approached Xu Hui.