"I didn't expect this to be just the beginning of a nightmare. On the third day, the shoes were still there, and I woke up in the middle of the night, and the shoes were actually closer to me than the next day. On the fourth and fifth days, the shoes were getting closer to my bed day by day. Even if I threw the shoes away, it would be completely useless. The shoes will still be found, and will find me, back to my bedside. Slowly approaching me......"

Pol's expression showed despair: "I'm desperate, really desperate." I didn't know what to do, so I asked for help on the Internet and searched for a solution. Some well-wishers, although they didn't believe it, answered me anyway. I was reminded that many cursed spells would not harm themselves as long as they were spread. Suddenly, I came to my senses, the reason why the damn Qiao Yu let me play this game must be because of this. She spread the curse magic to me, trying to kill me and save herself. ”

"I'm not that stupid, she failed somehow. But I'm sure I'll make it. A flash of madness flashed across Pol's pretty face, the girl was already scared out of her nerves. No, everyone in her situation would probably make the same choice. Human beings are so selfish, if it were me, would they have the same behavior?

The rope that bound me was about to be cut by himself, and Andrew still couldn't wake up. My eyes were confused, and my gaze was fixed on the clock on the surface of the desk opposite, two and thirteen in the morning.

"That's why you say we're the ghosts you have to die for?" I said quietly.

"Yes, if you die, I don't have to die." Pol said excitedly.

"We died at your house, will the police believe that you have nothing to do with this?" I said in a deep voice.

Pol smiled very easily: "What about suspicion, when the time comes, I will tell the police that you took the initiative to let me SM you and play with me for a while." It's a common thing, and I've played it many times. Moreover, didn't the police find out anything about Qiao Yu's death? Don't worry, I won't be arrested, and I'll help you live together. ”

"Damn, you're a dead pervert." I couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but scold. 'One queen and two emperors' can come up with such a thing, and there is a dead fat man next to him, which is simply unappetizing. This Pol looks beautiful, I didn't expect it to be so heavy.

In the midst of my scolding, some discordant figures suddenly came. Like a groan, and like whose footsteps. Pol and I suddenly trembled, and Pol said with fear on his face: "It's here!" ”

I quieted down, and I was almost able to break the rope a little more. As the footsteps approached, I cut the rope as fast as I could.

Footsteps from far and near, from the living room to the front of the bedroom. Pol scurried around the room in fear, and finally tucked his curvy body into the closet by the door, quietly peering out through the gap.

The sound of footsteps empty through the bedroom door, my eyes widened, and a pair of women's leather shoes appeared abruptly beside the bed. Quiet, silent. I don't even know exactly when and how it appeared. The toe of the shoe was facing the bed, facing where we were lying, with a slight eerie touch.

My heart almost stopped, and I was infinitely envious of Andrew, who couldn't wake up. The shoes sat motionless, and my scalp tingled as I stared at them. Finally, the rope finally broke, and he pushed Andrew off the bed as fast as he could in his life, and he also rolled over and flew under the bed.

As soon as our bodies left the bed, the women's shoes moved. It seems to have found its purpose again, and in an incomprehensible way of action, it has come to the wardrobe not far away. In the blink of an eye, the women's shoes were gone.

"Ahh No! No! Inside the closet, Pol's heart-rending screams were suddenly heard.

The girl's scream was as unpleasant as a frog in boiling water, and it stopped abruptly after a short time. Andrew didn't know when he was awake, or maybe the guy had been pretending to be asleep all along. His eyes were wide open, his face full of fear, and his little eyes flashed with panic.

I was so nervous that I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and plucked up the courage to walk to the closet. Reach out and put your hand on the doorknob and pull hard. The door opened, revealing Bol's slender body. The fat man watched my movements closely, and when he saw the situation in the cabinet clearly, his stomach twitched and he vomited.

The originally beautiful girl's whole body was now dislocated like a twisted rubber band, her waist was twisted several times by the mysterious force, her skin couldn't stand the tension and cracked, and a lot of blood flowed out of her veins. The internal organs also seemed to be a pulp, flowing down the gap in the stomach.

I resisted the feeling of nausea and crouched down to examine it carefully. The Dutch beauty, who was alive and kicking not long ago, can't die anymore. Her face was twisted like her waist, and she died with an expression that she didn't know whether it was hideous or frightened. In her arms, she was holding a pair of women's leather shoes.

Rubbing my temples, I felt a little woody in my head. What's going on here? How could an ordinary leather shoe suddenly appear and kill Pol, a living man. Is it because of Qiao Yu's urban legend? I couldn't figure it out, so I pondered for a long time, and finally sighed and dialed the police.

The police in Germany are also coming at a similar speed as in the police movie, obviously mentioning on the phone that someone has died, and those guys who are fatter than the other are still slow, and some of them still have hamburgers in their hands. At 2:45 a.m., police cordoned off the scene and carried Pol's body back for autopsy. Then he dragged me and Andrew to the police station to take notes.

Because Pol's death was so eerie, and it was just us at the scene, there was no evidence that she was murdered by us. But no matter how you look at it, the girl's death is by no means normal, and he is very suspicious of murder. Andrew and I naturally became the first suspects.

I clung to my testimony that Pol had invited us both over, drugged us unconscious, and threw her on the bed. When I woke up, I found myself tied up. finally broke free from the rope, and found that the girl had died tragically in the closet. I don't know exactly what happened, and I pretend I don't have a clue why Pol kidnapped us.

The transcript lasted until after 9 o'clock in the morning, when the forensic doctor handed over the autopsy report to the Criminal Investigation Department, and the police station verbally threatened and released the two of us.

It seems that the medical examiner did not find out in the autopsy that Andrew's and I had the possibility of murder, and even found triazolam in our bodies. Believe me for the time being.

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