Chapter 605 Dark Room
Although Boss Sang is scared, he also knows that the situation is stronger than the people. He has a feeling in the dark that the people in front of him are more difficult than the people who beat him before.
“Huh——” Boss Sang sighed, then stood up, “Come with me, it’s not safe here.”
Everyone understood that he was worried about taking out the Japanese After taking the photo, the people who beat him happened to come to his door. The consequences can be imagined.
The group of people followed Boss Sang into the darkroom. The darkroom door was small, but the space inside was larger than expected.
The room was long and narrow, separated by a black curtain in the middle. There was a pool-like container outside. It was not big, just like a household wash basin.
There is a liquid inside, like some kind of potion, and there is a strange smell in the air.
Boss Sang stretched out his hand and opened the middle curtain.
There is a cubicle inside, but to everyone's surprise, the walls of the cubicle are covered with photos.
And they are all photos of Japanese people!
The moment she discovered this situation, Fu Fu restrained Boss Sang, and veins popped out on her white palms.
She pinched Boss Sang's throat and looked around carefully. As long as there was any movement, she would kill him first without hesitation.
If, according to what Boss Sang said, these photos of Japanese people caused him trouble, then it would be fine if he did not destroy the photos, but he still dared to display them in his room. Did he want to die?
In other words, this is simply an ambush.
“Don’t do this!” Boss Sang begged for mercy loudly, obviously frightened, “I have no other intention, I posted the photo just to verify one thing!”
"What's the matter?" Huaiyi asked fiercely.
Under Luo He’s eyes, Fu Fu reluctantly let go of her hand.
"Cough cough cough" Boss Sang covered his neck and coughed violently, as if he almost suffocated to death. He looked at Fu Fu with fear in his eyes.
This girl looks very cute, but I didn’t expect that her hands are so strong. As an adult, she has no power to fight back.
Boss Sang pursed his lips, and after a long while, he raised his head, stared at everyone with a very serious look, and asked in a low voice: "Do you believe that such a thing exists? I mean."
"Is it a ghost?" Fu Fu interrupted impatiently, "I believe it, we all believe it, just say it directly."
Most of the feeling that Boss Sang had finally brewed up was wiped out at once, but he still Bite the bullet and say: "I, I did something A dream, just yesterday.”
“A dream?”
Everyone’s attitude changed when they heard the word dream. According to speculation, Pan Duling and Hu Yong were. Trapped in a strange dream.
Lin Waner asked calmly: "What kind of dream?"
Boss Sang pulled out a very short wooden stool from the corner and sat on it, as if he was lost in memories, "I don't know if I should describe it as a dream, because this dream is so real, so real that it doesn't even look like a dream." Dream.”
“And when I was in the dream. I have doubted this issue before, but..." He raised his head, his eyes full of doubts and confusion, "But I can't find the loophole in this dream. It is too real. I can smell the earth and dew. , I can even feel the touch!" Boss Sang's breathing became rapid.
"Don't be afraid, speak slowly." Luo He said, his voice seemed to have a kind of bewitching magic power, and Boss Sang actually calmed down.
“Let’s start from the beginning. Those people came to my door yesterday. They smashed my equipment and said that I colluded with the Japanese people and was a traitor. I just thought that I couldn’t keep the photos of those Japanese people. , otherwise we may not know for sure in the future. I'm going to cause some trouble."
"So I deliberately didn't go home last night, so I stayed in the photo studio. I got sleepy and fell asleep on the table for a while. When I woke up, it was already dark outside. Quietly.”
"In the dead of night, I started to find all the photos left by the Japanese people here, and then took out the potion prepared in advance."
"This potion is very easy to use for destroying photos, and it lasts a long time. Quick, then I will throw all the photos in.”
“After calculating the time, I will go do other things. When the time is almost up, I will come back to see the photos destroyed. How about it? Wait until I open the curtain.”
At this point, Boss Sang’s eyes became frightened and his body trembled, “The pool is actually empty!”
"The photo was dissolved and at least there should be residue left behind, but there was nothing in the pool. It was very clean. There was only a layer of potion, but the potion did not change color."
"I turned around and went into the darkroom and found all the photos just thrown on the table, as if no one had ever touched them."
"I was stunned at the time, but I didn't think much about it at the time. , I thought I had remembered it wrong, and laughed in my heart that I was too nervous, and was scared to death by those gangsters during the day."
"So this time I carefully put the photos away, and threw them all into the potion. Wait for me some time When I came back, I found that it was the same as last time."
Boss Sang looked at everyone, his eyes were red and bloodshot, obviously he was extremely frightened, "Those photos were just placed on the table. No one has touched it!”
“But I obviously threw the photo into the potion, and the photo should be destroyed. No, it will be destroyed! How could this happen?” >
Pulling his hair, Boss Sang kept repeating these words, looking a little hysterical.
"What happened after that?" Luo He asked, "What did you do again?"
"I burned it with fire, cut it with scissors, bit it with my teeth, and tore it with my hands.!" Boss Sang He raised his head suddenly, almost squeezing it out from between his teeth, "But it's no use, it's no use! No matter what I do, the photo is damaged. No matter what, after I leave, these photos will return to their original state!"
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed to a small table in the corner, his voice trembling, "There are those photos! Just show up there!”
“Every time!”
"Then you're not curious why?" Fu Fu asked in a weird tone: "It's like hiding behind the crack in the door and peeking."
Hearing this, Huaiyi couldn't help but swallow her saliva, photo Appearing again and again and returning to the original state, there is obviously something wrong with this, how could anyone dare?
But what made his pupils tremble was that Boss Sang raised his head and stared at Fu with his eyes. Fu's face, the next second, actually clicked her chin.
He opened his mouth, and his voice could no longer be described as hoarse. It was like two grindstones rubbing together, "For the last time, I hid behind the door and looked through the gap."< br>
He was spouting word after word, and everyone felt uncomfortable listening to it, but this discomfort was more psychological, and no one dared to rush him.
"What did you see?" Pi Ruan couldn't help but ask.
His words seemed to bring Boss Sang back to the memories of that time. His breathing suddenly became rapid, like a leaking bellows, "I, I saw it! It was it, it did it!!" ”
“Who is it? ”
Boss Sang covered his head with a painful expression. About to explode, "It's a person, no, it's a figure. It's hiding behind the curtain, holding those photos in its hands."
"It's an Oriental! It's an Oriental, that's right!" "Boss Sang's eyes were red, "His shadow was reflected on the curtain, and I saw the saber on his waist!"
"There was also singing. It was a very strange singing voice that seemed to be able to penetrate into people's hearts. It was not from our place, it was from an Oriental song!" he said excitedly. (End of this chapter)