Chapter 775 Where is it?

However, she still shook her head in response to me.

After resting for a while, the mysterious man set out again, stretched out his hand, and actually pulled open the door.

Xia Min and I both asked the same question: "Is he going to come in?"

This weird behavior made me confused. Xia Min and I are now trapped in this isolated space. What is he doing in here?

You can't be stuck here just for the two of me, right?

The mysterious man's live broadcast room has become a mobile surveillance camera.

I could clearly see the mysterious man pacing on the first floor, as if he was looking for something.

Soon, he knelt down and put the mirror fragments on the ground together.

The lens is a bit reflective, which makes it even more distorted under the lens, and it can barely be seen as a snake shape.

At this time, all kinds of debris surged up.

It was as if my brain was conducting electricity, and I started to feel dazed all of a sudden.

Signal, live broadcast, ceremony...

Suddenly, a completed but immature thought emerged in my mind: "I don't think we are trapped at all."

"ah?"

Xia Min clearly didn't believe this idea: "We have been walking for at least 5 hours and still haven't gotten out from this staircase. Are you saying we are trapped now?"

I tapped the screen hard with my hand: "Signal."

"I have never been able to figure out why my mobile phone has a signal but cannot contact the outside world."

"Now that he has come in, this problem has been solved."

Xia Min was still confused: "I don't understand."

I could only continue to explain: "We entered this space according to the method he gave us, and now he has followed us in. This means that he wants to trap us first and then come to find us."

"Then, what does he want from us?"

"You have to ask him!"

While we were talking here, a knife stabbed out of the darkness behind us.

There was no sign of this stabbing. Even though I stood up as fast as I could, I still felt pain in my thigh.

Following Xia Min's exclamation, I turned around and saw that her legs were not spared either.

And what cut open our thighs was not a knife, but something like a fishhook.

I grabbed Xia Min and dodged back, and the hook that stretched out for the second time was wiped out against my chin.

"Stop standing still! Get behind me!"

Xia Min turned around and looked directly at me: "I, I know this thing."

"That hook?"

"Yes." Xia Min nodded firmly: "I saw it in my husband's trunk before, and I asked him."

"He said it was just for fishing."

I covered the blood seeping from my leg with one hand and whispered, "This mystery will be solved soon."

It can basically be concluded that the owner of this hook is the mysterious person on the other side of the screen.

Theoretically, if his hook can reach in, we can get out.

But it was dark in front of me, and with the enemy in darkness and our eyes open, I didn't dare to take action rashly.

I looked around and found my phone lying about a meter away from me.

In this situation, if I reach out my hand, if I can't keep it straight, I will be tied by the hook.

This fear of the unknown makes me a little uneasy.

Turning around, I took off my shoes, put them on my hands, and walked forward like a gecko.

"Snapped!"

Sure enough, the moment I climbed out, a hard object stabbed my palm.

If it weren't for the soles, my hands would have been pierced right now.

This further proves that the mysterious person can clearly observe my every move through some method.

Anyway, I had been discovered, so there was no point in hiding. I picked up my phone as fast as I could and ran back.

The live broadcast is still going on. The other end of the screen is dark, but the details can be vaguely distinguished.

"He's right underneath us."

Xia Min turned to look at me, pointing down with shock in her eyes: "Here?"

I put my finger in my mouth for a while, dipped it in my saliva and drew a few strokes on the stairs.

"Remember, there is a separate space under the stairs."

"A place to put candles?"

"Yes." I looked at the screen and drew on the ground: "He is probably standing in front of my head."