Chapter 107 Movement outside the kitchen

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Building 4, Xingfu Community, Room 403.

In a dark environment, the flashing lightning makes the kitchen tiles reflect a dazzling white light.

Even if there was a strange "bang bang bang" sound in my ears, the slight sound coming from the living room seemed particularly harsh and scary.

Like someone walking in the living room, a steady stream of sounds reached 403's ears from outside the kitchen door.

He was like a lost lamb, imprisoned in a world, with only endless panic waiting for him.

The crisp sound of dishes clinking, the friction of stools and the ground, the sound of rain hitting the floor...

But 403 remembers clearly that as soon as he entered the game, he checked whether the doors and windows were closed. The windows in the living room should be closed tightly.

Now, who opened the outside window?

Who is using the tableware in the living room?

Who is moving the stool in the corner?

"Boom"

There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and a pale light illuminated the kitchen for an instant.

At that moment, 403 saw the dark figure close to the kitchen door.

The kitchen door is made of light-transmitting but opaque material. He didn't notice it in the darkness just now, but there was something that shouldn't be there at the door.

And his mobile phone camera also clearly transmitted the black shadow at the door to the newly built group chat of the 4th building just now through the camera.

Those residents who were still wondering why 403 didn't speak no longer had such doubts after seeing the black figure captured on the cell phone screen.

Because everyone in the group knows that the ghost's next target is 403 who is currently live broadcasting.

What a coincidence. Unexpectedly, 403 wanted to broadcast live to persuade the old residents to tell their secrets, but somehow it attracted the attention of ghosts.

Now, he is afraid that he will die before he knows the identity of the ghost. Just thinking about it makes people unwilling.

403's wolf-like eyes were staring at the kitchen door without blinking. Although there was no longer the strong lightning light, he could still vaguely see the shadow behind the kitchen door.

When did the ghost appear? Why didn't he notice it before? Why did the ghost come to kill him?

According to the killing order of ghosts in previous games, the ghost should first kill the direct murderer and indirect murderer who caused its death, and then kill innocent people.

403 didn’t think he would have anything to do with this ghost before entering the game, so what’s the problem?

403, who was in danger, was still thinking about the reason why the ghost came to him.

Is it because the original owner of this room participated in the killing of this ghost, or is it because he did something before that triggered the ghost's murderous intention?

403 felt that his mind was in chaos and it was difficult to sort out his thoughts. Faced with the threat of death, he could not calm down and think about countermeasures calmly.

This was a taboo, but he couldn't control his thoughts.

The cold sweat on the palms caused a thin layer of fog to appear on the phone. 403 subconsciously glanced at the group and found that these residents had not spoken since the black shadow appeared.

Suddenly, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Without saying anything, 403 typed a line in the group.

403:302, you said the missing person is your brother, right? What's his name?

Perhaps because he didn't respond, 302 didn't reply to 403 in the group for a long time.

Seeing this, 403 was very anxious and quickly posted the question again in the group and added 302.

After waiting for a few more seconds and realizing that there was no movement from the ghost outside the kitchen, 403's anxiety subsided a little. He tried hard to suppress his violent emotions and waited as calmly as possible for 302's answer.

This time, 302 responded.

302: Tan Guangzong.

Seeing 302's answer, 403's eyes lit up. In order to avoid making mistakes, he asked again.

403: Is your brother confirmed dead? Are there any other unnatural deaths in our 4th building?

However, this time he was answered with 303.

303: No, just one death is enough. Our place is not a cemetery.

Although 303's tone was not good, 403 did not agree with him. Instead, with a little extravagant hope, he took out his mission phone and operated it.

After he submitted the answer, he held his cell phone and paid attention to the prompts on the cell phone, completely ignoring the black shadow outside the kitchen.

However, what surprised him was that a dark red cross that occupied the entire screen popped up on his phone, followed by a one-hour countdown.

The meaning was obvious, requiring him to wait an hour before entering the answer again.

Seeing this scene, 403 instantly collapsed on the spot, as if he had lost his soul.

"……how come"

He lowered his head and murmured to himself, throwing the phone aside, as if he had lost his fighting spirit.

The camera of the mobile phone lying on the ground flashed strangely and was gradually submerged in water.

Only then did 403 notice that a lot of water had overflowed on the kitchen floor, and now it had submerged the soles of his shoes.

"Where did the water come from?... The windows are still closed."

He raised his hand to take the phone back, but unexpectedly touched the sticky water on the ground. 403 felt this touch and the strings in his mind were disconnected.

A faint fishy smell filled the air between his nostrils, causing 403 to widen his eyes in horror.

What kind of water is this? It’s just blood! He was now sitting in a pool of blood.

It was actually easy to see where the blood came from, because lightning appeared again, allowing 403 to clearly see the blood flowing in from the gap under the kitchen door.

The bright red color was like a stream trying to drown his blood, which gave 403 an unprecedented sense of horror.

He struggled to stand up, but his limbs were restrained by the vitality of blood. He could only watch as more and more blood filled the kitchen.

When the blood submerged 403's chest, a disheveled ghost emerged from the blood pool and came towards 403...

"Wow! Are you watching a horror movie? This picture is so scary and the scene is so real!"

Huan Xiao was watching a group video call at a hot pot restaurant when a sudden exclamation made her look away from her phone.

In front of him was a boy wearing a sweatshirt, about twenty-three years old.

He seemed to have come to the hot pot restaurant for a late-night snack, because he happened to pass by Huan Xiao and stopped when he saw the picture on Huan Xiao's mobile phone.

When Huanxiao saw that he was still staring at her phone, she turned off the screen and refused him to look at the picture on the phone with a smile.

Seeing this, the boy didn't say anything else and left directly with an unsightly expression.

After everyone left, Huan Xiao continued to turn on her phone.

Because 403 was killed by a ghost in full view of the public, no one in the group dared to say anything anymore. They all seemed frightened by the bloody scene just now.

This death live broadcast was unexpected by everyone.