Among the two, Zhou Ping couldn't help but speak, "What do you want to talk to me?"

He did not ask about the fear in his heart directly, but instead deviated and mentioned what Zhang Xinqian had just said.

He was very nervous, afraid that Zhang Xinqian would see something. She might have seen it, or she might have heard the content of the phone call, so she became so calm and no longer anxious.

Zhou Ping felt a mess in his heart, and he was even more restless when he was thinking about it.

Zhang Xinqian was not as scheming as he thought. She didn't speak first, just because she didn't know where to start.

She was originally thinking about finding someone. She was excited when she saw the new submission from "@单日本" and the news briefing from "@单日本" she called 110 and asked about it, but the operator politely refused. She called all the hotels she could find in the city, from the stuttering on the first call to the last call, she was almost lying, and finally found the hotel where the accident happened. She followed the hotel and found the police station responsible for this matter. When she arrived at the door of the police station, she was blocked and could only ask people everywhere.

When Zhou Ping came out of the police station, she actually started asking. If Zhou Ping had come out one step earlier, she might not have met her; if Zhou Ping had come out later, she might have been driven away by the police.

Zhang Xinqian took a deep breath and looked at Zhou Ping who pretended to be calm.

"What I said before is true. I met two people... The first time I encountered this kind of thing was on Monday. On Monday night, I went to the ATM to save money..." Zhang Xinqian said this, paused and her body trembled slightly.

This fear comes from memories of the past and also from fear of the future.

"I, I saw a pair of eyes in the ATM machine, in the hole where the money was put." Zhang Xinqian still withstood the fear in her heart and recalled, "Those eyes are big and bright. There are only one pair of eyes in the dark machine..."

Such a description alone is not enough to make people feel scared.

Zhou Ping listened, what he imagined in his mind was not the eyes described by Zhang Xinqian, but the eyes of Zhang Shu and Li Haiming, as well as the eyes of his cousin Li Yun in the photo. He had goose bumps on his body, and his already-feared fear seemed to be stimulated and became swelling, making his heart tremble slightly.

"I ran away... I saw those eyes and ran away." Zhang Xinqian lowered her head, "I ran out from there and almost bumped into someone. The man was lined up outside. I... didn't see if he had entered..."

Zhou Ping knew that he had gone in.

It is also possible that the person Zhang Xinqian met was not his cousin Li Yun, but his cousin Li Yun did enter the ATM lattice and then died there.

No, not right.

Zhou Ping shook his head and denied, "How do you know that the person is dead? Maybe you read it wrong and have no eyes at all."

He denied Zhang Xinqian and also denied his imagination just now.

Zhang Xinqian didn't say anything. She lowered her head and took out a stack of paper from her bag. She opened the folded A4 paper, picked up the first one on it and placed it on the table.

The contents of both the upper and lower parts of A4 paper are all screenshots on Weibo.

The screenshot in the first half is a blogger called "Strange Talks and Strange Talking". The blogger Zhou Ping, who just saw the content in the second half, just saw it, which is "Zero-Time News".

"The above is my submission. The below is the news of the next day." Zhang Xinqian explained.

Zhou Ping glanced roughly and saw the words "Li" in the news, "hospital", "sudden death" and other words.

He pushed the paper away with force and said deliberately in a calm tone: "This doesn't prove anything."

"I withdraw money near the First People's Hospital." Zhang Xinqian tried hard, "It's true! I withdraw money near there. I went to ask around yesterday. The First People's Hospital was that morning, which was the news. The hospital was called by a passerby and found that the person was dead. Later, someone called the police and a forensic doctor came over... It was there, it was there... I also asked the name, and the owner of the nearby store said that it was Li Yun. The family members were crying there and called this name. I don't know which 'yun' it was..."

Zhang Xinqian's tone was not tough, but was just very stubborn.

Zhou Ping opened his mouth and found that he could not refute.

It’s not that there is no other reason or that there is no other reasonable explanation, but when he looked at Zhang Xinqian, he just couldn’t speak again.

The uneasiness in his heart was expanding.

"There are some things that happened later. I...I...I know someone...I went on a blind date with him. On Wednesday, we watched a movie and had supper. He...was dead when he got back..." Zhang Xinqian said with difficulty, his eyes red.

She pulled out another piece of paper from the stack and placed it on the table.

"His name is Li Yun. Yun Duo's Yun. His surname is Li. The second one..." Zhang Xinqian pointed to the two parts of the paper. "On the day we were dating, this '@如老讲述' posted a submission from this netizen, which was a story about the bird. He committed suicide when he went back that night. I asked their family, my introducer, asked his parents, and went to the community to ask. He jumped off the building and committed suicide. The window glass on his balcony was knocked off, and the glass was broken on the ground. He jumped down... and fell on the broken glass. The broken glass... were deliberately posed with wings... and his car. His car was abandoned on the roadside, with blood on the car windows, and the corpse of a bird on it..."

After Zhang Xinqian finished speaking, she let out a sigh of relief, trying to suppress the picture she imagined.

She did not see the death of the blind date with her own eyes, nor did she see the car with a bloody body on the windshield.

But when she knew that another person named Li died strangely, she would have a terrible imagination.

But the reality is that she doesn't need to imagine it, reality is so terrible. Everyone who has seen it said that the scene is very terrifying and very weird.

"I called the next day and found out that he was... dead... I went to ask and searched for the contents sent by these two accounts. I went to the hospital and learned that the one who died in the ATM was also called Li Yun. I always felt... I thought this was wrong. I saw this 0:00 news update this morning, and I also mentioned that the deceased was a surname of Li, so I... I was really scared. But I don't think I might... maybe I can't let it go if I don't figure it out." Zhang Xinqian clenched her hands into fists and wrinkled the paper she printed.

She looked at Zhou Ping, "I think, I want to ask you. Are you this 'Zhou'? Is the friend you died also called Li Yun? And, is his death... related to this?"

Zhang Xinqian took out the A4 paper she had originally held, spread the crumpled paper, and showed Zhou Ping the contents of the upper half of the paper.

That part was originally folded, but when Zhang Xinqian took it, she was aiming at herself, but Zhou Ping did not see it.

He hasn't watched it now.

Zhang Xinqian's words are like superstitious people attribute the coincidences around them to something ridiculous.

A day ago, Zhou Ping would definitely smile at Zhang Xinqian, and then leave decisively after saying a few words.

No, a day ago, he wouldn't have followed Zhang Xinqian at all, nor would he sit down and talk to her.

One day ago, Zhang Xinqian could not come to him.

One day ago... Li Yun was still alive...

Zhou Ping's heart had a brief struggle. He lowered his eyes and looked at the wrinkled paper.

He saw the screenshots sent by the account called "Shit Talk" and also saw the "hair" that frequently appeared in the screenshots.

He closed his eyes and let out a heavy breath.
Chapter completed!