Zeng Rou readily agreed.
Normally, she would never let two grown men stay overnight in her house, but today—
It must be said that the uniforms worn by the two policemen gave her a great sense of security, a feeling of being alive.
After obtaining Zeng Rou's permission, the two police officers began to check the house for any dangerous elements, made some on-site arrangements, and formulated a hazard response plan.
This boosted Zeng Rou's confidence, but it made Fang Zong on the other end of the monitor laugh.
Two police officers are quite good. In the case of a regular burglary or murder, even if there are three or five people on the other side, they wouldn't be at a disadvantage. But this matter is clearly the work of ghosts. With a little setup, the ghosts will only laugh their heads off.
Then, Fang Zong saw Zeng Rou take out drinks, but the two policemen didn't drink them; instead, they sat upright on the sofa.
After busying herself for a while, Zeng Roubai changed into more conservative clothes and stayed in the living room.
As darkness fell, the house was brightly lit, with all the lights in the rooms on full blast.
"It's eleven o'clock." The elderly policeman suddenly spoke, and everyone in the room immediately tensed up.
Generally speaking, the mysterious phone will ring again at midnight, and then everything that is supposed to happen will happen.
All three tried to slow their breathing, but it was no use; their nerves were on the verge of snapping.
In the next room, Fang Zong sat on the sofa.
The magic sword, Zhan Yue, was right beside him. He lit a cigarette, and the wisps of smoke slightly obscured the murderous intent in his eyes, but it only made him seem more silent, giving Li Muyun a chilling feeling.
"Ring ring!"
Everyone remained silent, making the sudden phone call seem all the more jarring and startling, because…
It's not midnight yet!
It was only 11:50 when Zeng Rou's landline rang.
"Miss Zeng Rou, is this the mysterious phone call? But what time is it now..." the young policeman asked in confusion.
Zeng Rou shook her head, her face pale: "I don't know."
She was extremely sensitive to phone calls, and an aura of fear emanated from her that was enough to affect those around her.
This is a negative emotion, and negative emotions are contagious. But for some reason, even though Zeng Rou didn't speak, her fear was incredibly infectious, chilling the two policemen to the bone.
They sat motionless, letting the phone ring, but no one answered it.
At this moment, another unexpected thing happened!
The ringing suddenly stopped, and then the speakerphone function on the phone activated automatically. The three people in the room could clearly hear the voice coming from the phone:
"Miss Zeng Rou, you have only ten minutes left to live."
Zeng Rou: "..."
The two police officers: "..."
This is incredible! The hands-free button on a regular landline phone actually pressed automatically!
They could clearly see the button, a very ordinary button, as if a transparent hand was pressing it down, and then the hands-free mode was activated.
Zeng Rou suddenly collapsed to the ground, unable to utter a single word, while the two policemen beside her were also stunned.
"Was this really done by human intervention?"
Zeng Rou cried out loudly, her beautiful eyes flashing with a hint of hysteria, and even a blue light flickered within them.
The two police officers were terrified that they hadn't noticed this: "Ms. Zeng Rou, it's not safe here, let's leave quickly!"
"Let's go to the police station! We need to notify the Demon Slayer branch as soon as possible; this matter... is beyond our scope of work!"
The two policemen, their faces ashen, still refused to abandon Zeng Rou. They got up, opened the door, and stood between them, protecting Zeng Rou.
Zeng Rou followed them out the door without hesitation. She didn't dare take the elevator and left through the emergency exit. Fortunately, Zeng Rou lived on the sixth floor, which wasn't very high.
The emergency exit was lit by a dim, yellowish light, and the green safety signs only added to the sense of terror and gloom.
After going down two floors, the phone suddenly rang again. Zeng Rou was almost scared out of her wits, but she quickly realized that it was her cell phone.
"I've already turned off my phone!" Zeng Rou cried, her tears turning pale blue.
The two policemen seemed oblivious to the unusual color of her tears, and simultaneously glanced at their watches: 11:58!
And for some reason, the two policemen didn't say a single word.
They let Zeng Rou, who seemed dazed, answer the phone...
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