Whispers came from the crowd: \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'
"She's dead? So pitiful, hee hee. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\" The girl smiled deliberately.
He ran, gasps tearing at his throat.
"Zhu Mian is dead! Another one dies!!!"
"Shut up!!! It has nothing to do with me!!!"
Regardless of her image, the woman grabbed the policeman's collar and screamed miserably: "They are all dead! I will be next!! \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\" He tapped his knuckles on the table: "Is the girl who was buried in the fire five years ago really dead?"
Her wrinkled smile twisted: "She and I have become one.\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\"
Concept: Suspense and brain-burning