Frowning tightly.

Retracting his gaze from the sheriff, Agent Zhou shook his head at Amanda.

He did not see any signs of lying on the face of the town sheriff.

That is to say, if everything the other party says is true.

Then, everything that happened in Chunmu Town is no longer the revenge of the wronged souls they had guessed before.

Instead, the evil ghost seeks his life.

"I need all the information on the case file twenty years ago."

After looking at the bloody corpse of the child on the bed, Amanda turned his head and looked at the sheriff and said in a deep voice.

"That was a case twenty years ago. During this period, after several changes in the archives of the town police station, I cannot guarantee whether the information at that time was still preserved intact."

Faced with Amanda's order, the town sheriff's face showed a look of embarrassment.

"Then, find out all the information you can find."

"As for orders, sir."

After looking at Amanda for a few seconds, the sheriff nodded and answered.

...

"Jesus said to him, that he would be resurrected in me, and that his life would be me. Those who believe in me, even though they die, will be resurrected..."

Get down from the room where the deceased is.

Amanda and his group came to the living room of the room and heard the words of prayer coming from inside.

I saw that the old priest was holding the Bible with one hand and praying to Dick's mother. During the priest's recitation, the mother of the deceased cried and closed her hands, her expression seemed sad and had a bit of relief.

"Dick's mother is a loyal believer, and their family goes to church every weekend."

Seeing Amanda's confusing gaze, the sheriff immediately spoke and explained.

Hearing the sheriff's answer, Amanda turned his head again to look at the priest who comforted the mother of the deceased in the living room, and stepped forward and asked.

"Madam, don't you mind asking you a few questions?"

Looking at Amanda in front of him, Dick's mother subconsciously glanced at the priest beside her.

The latter nodded slightly at her.

Dick's mother then suppressed her grief and replied to Amanda: "Of course, please sit down."

...

Plop—

The sound of stones plunging into the water surface sounded.

Nancy opened her eyes.

She found herself standing at the entrance of a dim tunnel in her pajamas. A large number of water droplets dripped down the cracks at the top of the tunnel, splashing on the ground and wet them. When she stepped on the wet tunnel, a bone-broken chill surged up along the soles of Nancy's feet.

Behind me, at the entrance of the tunnel.

The dazzling white light made Nancy unable to see the scene outside. Deep inside her, there seemed to be a vague voice telling her not to go there.

Under the inexplicable sound in my heart, Nancy began to walk towards the depths of the tunnel.

He stepped barefoot in the wet ground of the tunnel, making a clattering sound, which seemed particularly loud in the quiet and empty tunnel.

Tick-

In the gap in the tunnel, a drop of water fell on Nancy's face, with a bone-broken chill.

With his hand, he wiped away the water stains on his face, and Nancy continued along the dim road in the tunnel.

A few seconds, a few minutes, or even longer.

In the dim and quiet tunnel, walking continuously with the faint light, Nancy seemed to have lost her concept of time.

In the gaps in the tunnel, water kept falling down, dripping on her body.

At first, Nancy reached out to wipe off the water stains, but later as the water drops fell more and more, she no longer had the energy to pay attention to these things.

The water drops that kept falling soaked Nancy's pajamas, and the bone-broken chill penetrated into her body along the wet pajamas on her body.

With his arms tightened, Nancy gritted her teeth and continued walking in the tunnel.

Finally, after not knowing how long she had walked, she stopped.

With the help of the faint light in the tunnel, the intersection of the tunnel in front of me was blocked by a strange wall.

In the middle of the wall, there was a little light in the glass on a door.

"Why, there is a door in the tunnel?"

Looking at the door in the center of the tunnel wall.

A confusion flashed through Nancy's mind.

However, his arm was unconsciously stretched out and grabbed the door handle.

Squeak-

Turn the handle, accompanied by a harsh twisting sound.

The door in the center of the wall was opened, and a wave of heat in the pavement instantly wrapped Nancy up.

The hot high temperature dispelled the chill on Nancy. She put down her curled arms and looked up at everything behind the door.

A huge iron smelting factory.

Various steam pipes filled the factory. The steam sprayed from the gaps in the pipelines made everything around her extremely hot with the scorching high temperature. Nancy stepped on the steaming ground, and her confused expression became more and more obvious in her eyes. Everything that was happening in front of her made her feel extremely puzzled.

However, she seemed to subconsciously accept this absurd result.

In this way, under the instigation of his inner voice, Nancy ignored the unreasonableness in front of her and continued to walk in the factory.

Pujiji-

The sharp iron claws passed over the factory pipes, spraying a lot of steam.

In the darkness, a skinny figure in a brown top hat and a red and green horizontal sweater flashed through the corner of the factory.

The huge spray of steam behind him made Nancy turn her head subconsciously.

There was empty and nothing.

However, this sudden strangeness made Nancy feel a little urgent in her heart.

She stepped on the hot ground of the factory and began to run away.

After passing through the pipes, whenever Nancy passed a forked intersection, a large amount of steam would spray out.

The steam gathered together to form a hot high temperature that enveloped Nancy.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead. Nancy lowered her head but saw that her arms had been stained with blood at some point.

"Blood? These blood!"

Looking at the blood on his arms, a terrifying thought flashed through Nancy's mind.

She looked down at the pajamas on her body. The originally white pajamas had been stained with blood.

It was just fitting on her body, and it emitted a bloody smell.

As he reached out and touched his pajamas, he looked at the blood stained with blood, and a look of horror flashed in Nancy's eyes.

"These blood dripped from the gaps in the tunnels. It was not water, but blood!"

Understanding all this, Nancy's expression became more and more frightened.

She looked around the factory in panic, and more and more memories began to emerge in her mind.

She shouldn't be here, she should be at home on Elm Street.

"I like your new pajamas, which reminds me of the 'good' life I used to be."

Just as Nancy's fearful expression, a hoarse and sharp voice rang out from behind her.

At the same time, sharp iron claws slashed across her cheeks.
Chapter completed!