Chapter 1709 Must Watch! (1)

That voice was familiar to him. He had also seen the little girl he saw on the roadside several times when he came back.

And this sound was the scream of the little girl.

He gets up very early every morning.

To be precise, he had insomnia every day. In the morning, he would see the little girl pushing her grandmother's wheelchair out to bask in the sun.

He didn't know much about the little girl.

But at least no one else was seen around her, so she was probably living in this old neighborhood with her elderly grandmother.

And the six or seven-year-old girl's voice, just two seconds ago, was full of panic and fright.

But Bo Yi stood still for a while, hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips slightly, then put his hand on the armrest, opened the door, and pushed in.

It was dark in the huge villa, and even at night, there were still heavy curtains blocking the windows.

He stopped at the entrance.

The folded umbrella was placed in the umbrella box, ticking, with water dripping down.

He was silent and lowered his head.

Breathing seemed to be barely audible, and the villa in the ancient neighborhood was incredibly quiet.

He just stood there, his head hanging slightly, and the broken hair hanging down from his forehead, covering his clear eyebrows.

No one could clearly see the look on his face or what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a thunder sounded outside the window.

The lightning was so bright that it almost lit up half of the sky.

The wind blew harshly, blowing the hem of his coat below his knees.

He didn't close the door.

The door had not been closed, and one hand was still on the armrest.

The light from the lightning reflected his profile, making people feel a little pale and eerie.

He moved.

The scream outside had disappeared for two or three minutes.

It never rang again.

He walked out, and at night, a thin figure appeared in the rain, holding a big umbrella, and his black coat was stained with wet water from the heavy rain.

In a small alley in the neighborhood.

Solitary and dirty.

It is a place that is often ignored by people. There is a trash can at the entrance of the alley, and there is a strange smell. Anyone passing by seems to rush past without holding their breath.

But at this time.

A thin figure holding a big black umbrella appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Bo Yi avoided the trash can, looking like a ghost.

And in the alley.

Someone was faintly laughing like an obsessed man, but no one could hear it under the heavy rain.

After Bo Yi entered, he saw a figure in a black raincoat from a distance, kneeling on the ground with his back to him, as if he was doing something.

There is a touch of white skin on one side, wearing small shoes, small lace socks at the ankle, and a thin white calf, like the body of a child.

Bo Yi's figure was like Shura in the dark night, and the hem of his coat flew up in the night wind.

The other party didn't seem to notice that someone was approaching quickly from behind, and a faint cold wind hit him. The man kneeling on the ground wearing a raincoat, just when he realized something and was about to turn around, a sharp sting suddenly came from his abdomen.

He screamed suddenly and raised his head.

I saw that his abdomen was penetrated by some sharp object. If you look closely, you will find that it is the top of an umbrella, but now it turned into a sharp bayonet, directly piercing the man's body.

The sharp umbrella tip was pulled out fiercely, and blood immediately splashed everywhere, flowing down with the rain.