Fang Xiaocao dragged his tired body back to Xintiandi Community.
The moment I opened the door, I felt like I was in another world.
Physical fatigue is just a minor episode.
But the intrigues, suspicions and reasoning along the way made Fang Xiaocao cry tiredly.
Changing out of his jacket and taking a quick shower, Fang Xiaocao threw himself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
In a dream!
She seems to be back in the orphanage.
But the person who greeted her was not the kind dean or the cool Zhi Qi, but the scar-faced weirdo named Shuangzi.
“Are you afraid?”
The scar-faced man’s deep voice circled around his ears, giving Fang Xiaocao a feeling of falling into a dream-like abyss.
"Betrayal and frustration are the spices of life. How can a living person have so many years of peace?"
The scar-faced weirdo said in a hoarse voice.
"You..."
Fang Xiaocao opened his mouth and struggled to spit out a word, but was interrupted by the scar-faced weirdo waving his hand.
“Go back and find out the truth!”
The next second, a spinning feeling came over him, and Fang Xiaocao was awakened by the feeling of falling from a high altitude.
"Hufufu..."
Fang Xiaocao panted violently, cold sweat covering her smooth forehead, making her feel like she was dripping with sweat.
"Why did the twins appear in my dream?"
Fang Xiaocao muttered to himself as his eyes widened in horror.
"That's not right..."
"Something's wrong!"
Fang Xiaocao muttered and picked up the phone.
Time on mobile screen: 00:00!
Seeing this time, Fang Xiaocao became even more scared.
Isn’t this the feeling of déjà vu at the beginning of a horror movie?
“Are you asleep?”
Fang Xiaocao unlocked the screen lock with a trembling voice and sent a message to Hotzui’s face.
“Huhu~”
The sound of sudden breathing sounded in my ears.
Fang Xiaocao's movements froze.
He twisted his neck stiffly and looked to his side.
A pale face came into view.
“Ah~”
Fang Xiaocao subconsciously let out a scream.
"Ah~"
Fang Xiaocao suddenly sat up from his clothes...
"Yes..."
"Is it a dream?"
Fang Xiaocao muttered in confusion.
Fang Xiaocao quickly turned his head and looked to his side.
The pale face was not in sight.
“Huh…”
Fang Xiaocao breathed a sigh of relief.
“A dream within a dream?”
Fang Xiaocao blinked and muttered.
Fang Xiaocao looked at the phone, only to find that the screen was on.
The time on the phone screen is exactly the same as in the dream: 00:00!
“What the hell?”
Fang Xiaocao subconsciously exclaimed.
Fang Xiaocao grabbed the phone and unlocked the screen.
Click on the dialog box for Hot Mouth Noodles in WeChat.
I was relieved when I saw that there was no message on the chat interface that I had sent in my dream.
“Forget it about a dream within a dream...”
“Why is it so real, even the time is the same.”
Fang Xiaocao murmured to himself.
“Am I being hypnotized?”
Fang Xiaocao muttered with a frown.
A senior hypnotist can do it.
All it takes is to plant a seed in the heart of the recipient.
When the subject is in a certain state, the hypnotic effect will be automatically triggered.
Fang Xiaocao knows how to use this method of hypnosis himself.
"Could it be that Gemini hypnotized me before his death?"
In Fang Xiaocao's mind, he carefully recalled the scene before Gemini's death and analyzed every movement and look in his eyes.
“There’s nothing special about it!”
Fang Xiaocao muttered a little irritably.
【Quack gua gua! 】
The sound of a toad chirping on the cell phone startled Fang Xiaocao.
“It’s so late, right?”
Fang Xiaocao muttered dissatisfiedly.
Lighting up the screen is caused by a face that burns your mouth.
Fang Xiaocao was stunned!
"It's so late, why are you sending me a message?"
Fang Xiaocao muttered, and clicked on the dialog box in confusion.
【Hot Mouth Noodles: Someone is at home! 】
[Hot Mouth Noodles: He is right outside the door! 】Seeing the message from Hot Mouth, Fang Xiaocao's scalp went numb instantly, his eyes widened, and he looked at the bedroom door in horror.
“Click, click!”
At this moment, there was an abnormal sound from the bedroom door lock.
The next second...
The door handle starts turning like crazy!
It was like someone outside the door, twisting the doorknob angrily.
Fang Xiaocao’s hair stood on end instantly!
Looking at the door handle that kept turning in horror.
She lives alone!
How could someone in the living room...
come over and twist her door lock?
“Did this guy encounter a burglary?”
“You were startled by my scream and came to silence you?”
This is Fang Xiao Grass's first reaction.
At this time, Fang Xiaocao was a little lucky that she had the habit of locking the door while sleeping.
"I... what should I do?"
Fang Xiaocao panicked and sent a message to Hotzui's face.
【Hot noodles: call the police! 】
[Hot noodles: Call Wang Qiang! 】
Without any time to think, Fang Xiaocao immediately opened the address book and dialed Wang Qiang's phone number.
"Hello?"
"Xiaocao?"
Wang Qiang's voice reached his ears.
"Officer Wang, help!"
"There is someone in my living room!"
Fang Xiaocao said quickly.
“Dong, dong, dong!”
The people outside the door began to bang on the door hard.
He seemed to hear Fang Xiaocao calling the police.
The force of the slamming on the door was particularly strong, and the door groaned under the weight.
“Where are you?”
Wang Qiang asked in a deep voice.
“Xintiandi Community!”
Fang Xiaocao replied while getting dressed.
"Ten minutes!"
"I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Be careful, don't open the door."
Wang Qiang warned.
“Okay, I get it.”
Fang Xiaocao responded in a deep voice.
"Beep beep..."
A busy tone came from the handset of the mobile phone.
Wang Qiang hung up the phone.
Fang Xiaocao put the phone into his pocket.
He quickly took out two throwing knives and held them in his hands.
This was given to Fang Xiaocao by Gan Xia before leaving.
Her gun and dagger were confiscated by the police.
But Qian Xia’s flying knife did not.
This is the privilege of Yejia in Jingcheng.
Licensed bodyguards legally possess self-defense weapons.
After Qian Xia’s patient teaching, Fang Xiaocao also learned the power principle of the flying knife, and was able to successfully shoot the flying knife with the force of his wrist.
That’s right...
Nine out of ten hits...
Not one hit!
"Dong dong dong..."
The violent banging on the door continued.
Every impact stimulated Fang Xiaocao's tense nerves.
Time passes minute by minute.
The solid wood bedroom door has become shaky.
Fang Xiaocao knew that he had to do something.
If people outside the door continue to knock it down, the bedroom door will not hold up for long.
"I've called the police, you'd better leave quickly!"
Fang Xiaocao shouted towards the door.
Fang Xiaocao tried to intimidate the people outside the door.
She hoped that the other party could retreat despite the difficulties.
After all, he is just a thief.
You should be afraid of the police uncle.
Fang Xiaocao thought like this.
Sure enough, after hearing Fang Xiaocao's words, the banging on the door stopped.
"Haha..."
The man's weird laughter came from outside the door.
“No more fun...”
The man’s hoarse voice was like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other.
(End of this chapter)