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"Since the day of the autograph session, you have been shutting down your phone for three days, three whole days!!"

Xiao Zhang's roar came from the sofa, and he pulled his face closer to him, "Three days! It's enough to report a missing person to the police. The police officer, and the glass of your car window is all broken, it really looks like a murder scene!"

Yu Ziyu didn't seem to hear the agent's cry, but instead sat on the sofa watching TV like a black cat, with a careless posture. lazy.

He was surrounded by pillows in the shapes of various small animals, surrounding him, making Xiao Zhang standing beside him look like an idiot.

Xiao Zhang was furious, and boldly walked up to him, picked up the remote control, and turned off the TV for him. Yu Ziyu glanced at him indifferently, and it was this look that made Xiao Zhang tremble suddenly, and he suddenly became rational. After returning to the cage, he suddenly said with some embarrassment: "Aren't I worried about you?"

No matter how long the two of them had been together, Xiao Zhang was still a little afraid of him subconsciously.

A photographer who is on the verge of death without any abnormality or bad habits. No matter how you think about it, it seems that because he has hidden his madness so deeply, Yu Ziyu needs to release this pressure. Otherwise, if he continues to hold it in like this, he will be in silence. Perverted.

How many artists have suffered psychological breakdown and have gone to destruction in this way.

"I went to see a psychiatrist a few days ago."

Xiao Zhang was surprised, because Yu Ziyu didn't often mention this, which meant something must have gone wrong: "What? What did she say?"

"I broke the car window."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, you are finally sick, that's great."

Yu Ziyu: "...?"

Xiao Zhang was confused: "But will the autograph signing really put so much pressure on you? ? I don't think you need to worry about your appearance at all..."

Before he could finish his words, Yu Ziyu had already grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it over, saying with a cold face: "You are fired."

Xiao Zhang hid with his head in his hands . After the pillow attack, I remembered the aggressive bombardment from the media and said with lingering fear: "I feel like you are about to force me out of the pressure. It seems that if the two of us continue to cooperate, sooner or later one of us will go crazy. But don't worry, We are friends and I will be responsible. "

Friends...?"

"I thought it was because my salary was high enough." Yu Ziyu said coldly.

Xiao Zhang euphemistically said: "There is also this reason."

People die for money and birds die for food. Although Yu Ziyu is an out-and-out devil, Xiao Zhang can never do without him. Without him, the salary alone is more than ten times higher than that of photography agents on the market. In the face of money, apart from being a bit fussy, other minor problems are insignificant to Xiao Zhang.

To this day, he still doesn't know where his photographer comes from. He is a kid from a wealthy family. His photography equipment is always the latest model. He lives in a villa in the suburbs of the capital. The garage is full of luxury cars. He has an unparalleled look like a flower of the high mountains. However, There was no trace of this person in Beijing two years ago, and no relatives or friends were seen.

However, photography is originally the preserve of the rich. Xiao Zhang guessed that Yu Ziyu's family should be abroad.

"Have you said enough?" Yu Ziyu said expressionlessly, "If you have said enough, leave and don't disturb my sleep."

"Sleep...?"

Do you want to sleep with your eyes open and the TV volume turned up to the maximum? The corners of his mouth twitched.

Yu Ziyu: "Do you have any objections?"

Xiao Zhang understood that this was an eviction order, so he simply said: "It's fine that you're fine, but I'm not just bothering you because I'm worried about you. Do you still remember the last time I was with you?" Is that the magazine you're talking about? Their deadline is coming soon. If the photos are processed, please send them to my mailbox as soon as possible. "

The magazine is called "Power" and it is a relatively authoritative photography issue in China. It is a rare opportunity.

"I know." Yu Ziyu squinted her eyes, pulled another pillow and hugged her, "But now I want to sleep, there is a party tonight."

"Party?"

Xiao Zhang said worriedly, "You have to pay attention to your safety."

If you are having a party with those who are traveling with you, be sure not to drink or take drugs, and do not try drugs out of curiosity. Their marginal photography circles are similar to those abroad, because they all follow the death genre, and there is a lot of pressure. , so I usually have fun in private.

Yu Ziyu's expression became a little weird: "Oh, I will remind them."

"...But, going out with friends? Who do you have a date with?" Xiao Zhang has never seen Yu Ziyu with friends.

Probably because he thought he was nagging, Yu Ziyu ignored him.

Just when Xiao Zhang was staring at him and hesitated to speak, the sound of ringing the doorbell came from the door, echoing in the empty living room of the villa.

Yu Ziyu didn't move, as if he was selectively deaf, so Xiao Zhang had no choice but to say: "I'll open the door."

He walked to the door resignedly, and when he stood at the door, he asked warily: "Who?"

"Police. "

Xiao Zhang: "...?"

Yu Ziyu put her chin on the pillow with a cold expression, glanced at him and said in a lazy tone: "I finally remembered to call the police. You know you are annoying?" "

I don't know why? , Xiao Zhang always feels that this sentence is terrifying to think about.

"Wait, you should tell me first why the police came to your door?!"

"You found the wrong person."

"But you have no neighbors at all. I drove for three hours and climbed for an hour to get to the top of the mountain... ..."

Yu Ziyu suddenly realized it, and her tone was smooth: "Oh, so it wasn't there?"

Xiao Zhang finally collapsed, and those media headlines came to his mind, and he couldn't help but scream: "If this is photographed, the scandal will immediately happen. Here it comes - "Surprise! The reason why photographer 'Zi Ye' didn't come to the autograph session was because of this!" Tell me honestly, did you really just smash the car window?"

Faced with his question, Yu Ziyu only said coldly. He spat out two words coldly: "Noisy."

Xiao Zhang: "..."

OK.

The policeman outside the door seemed to be unable to bear Xiao Zhang anymore, and knocked on the door again to remind him. With no other choice, Xiao Zhang had no choice but to open the door, with an awkward smile on his face: "Well, comrade policeman, I don't know if there is someone else." What brings you to the door...?"

As he spoke, he stepped aside to make room for the police, and only then did Yu Ziyu get a clear look at the appearance of the two policemen standing in front of him.

The two policemen, one tall and one short, look like a mobile WIFI signal placed at the door with Xiao Zhang in the middle, which is quite funny, but because Xiao Zhang has an elongated face, it dilutes the impact of this scene. Dramatic, it can be regarded as maintaining some solemnity to the scene.

But when he found that Yu Ziyu didn't have any fear or worry when facing the police, he felt a little more relaxed.

However, the police asked, "Where were you on the night of the 14th?"

It sounded like he was being interrogated. Xiao Zhang's smile froze slightly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"At home." Yu Ziyu said without raising her head.

"At home?"

"What happened."

This sentence was not a question. It seemed that he was too lazy to pretend and just said it casually.

Yu Ziyu freed up a hand to hold his chin, and looked at the two people in front of him with dark, bottomless eyes.

The two policemen looked at each other, as if exchanging some information, and then said: "We suspect that there is a murder case related to you, because the museum's camera captured the last communication you had with the deceased, and that conversation was not very pleasant. , So in our opinion, you are now the key suspect."

"Decedent?" Xiao Zhang repeated.

His memory flashed back to the scene when he found Yu Ziyu and saw the young man and his girlfriend running away - had something unexpected happened to them? He subconsciously glanced at Yu Ziyu again and found that he didn't even move his eyebrows, as if he hadn't heard the murder happened, and his expression was completely indifferent.

Yu Ziyu: "If you really watched the video, you will know that I only said one sentence to him."

This contact did not exceed five seconds. No dispute can be as short as this.

"Can anyone prove that you were indeed at home on the night of the 14th?"

"I installed a surveillance camera at home." Yu Ziyu said, "If necessary, I can give you the video of that night."

"Why did you install surveillance cameras?"

Yu Ziyu glanced at the tall policeman who was speaking, causing the latter to subconsciously take a step back to avoid his gaze, and said in a cold voice: "Because I like it."

He became impatient, and even the policeman dared to confront him, which made Xiao Zhang feel frightened for fear. He was immediately arrested on the spot, but fortunately the two policemen didn't seem to care much about it. They just stayed silent for a moment after his answer and looked at each other again.

There was something else in this look, and Xiao Zhang felt that they were afraid.

What's there to be afraid of? Isn't it an ordinary murder case?

"..."

They asked a bunch of more questions, but no matter what, Yu Ziyu's answers were impeccable.

It seemed that nothing could be found out by further questioning, so the police decided to take the video of what he said to the station first. In view of Yu Ziyu's status as a suspect, it took a lot of effort just to find his information in the information database. They asked him to Phone calls keep communication going.

Yu Ziyu couldn't help but "tsk" and nodded reluctantly.

It seemed that in this aggressive questioning, what made him even more noteworthy was that he had to remember to bring his mobile phone.

Xiao Zhang watched on the sidelines and couldn't help but secretly think that he might be the biggest winner in the end - he finally didn't have to worry about not being able to contact his own photographer.

I don't know why, Yu Ziyu looks very proud and is good at playing with photography equipment, but she seems to be a modern technophobia patient. Apart from TVs and cameras, there are no other high-tech equipment at home.

The last time Xiao Zhang came to his house, he couldn't find a working plug or even a refrigerator to store food. It seemed that Yu Ziyu didn't need to eat at all.

Speaking of which, this villa seems to have had many murders in the past. It is a veritable haunted house, and it is located on the top of a mountain, surrounded by deserted areas. However, my photographer seems quite satisfied with it. If it were Xiao Zhang himself, , I would never dare to live here alone.

So...is he really human? Even Xiao Zhang himself couldn't help but think about this question.

"You try to leave here before sunset." Yu Ziyu said lazily, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen."

The two policemen looked at each other and didn't know why he said that, but they nodded anyway.

Afterwards, when everything was explained, the policeman looked at the time and left in a hurry.

Looking at the closed door, Yu Ziyu looked a little gloomy, clicked his tongue and said: "...If I had known better, I wouldn't be so scary."

"..."

Then, Yu Ziyu looked at Xiao Zhang, with impatient eyes clearly written : Why are you still here?

Xiao Zhang immediately understood: "...Oh, yes, I will leave now, leave before sunset, and leave you alone."

He thoughtfully turned off the lights in the mansion, closed all the curtains airtightly, and returned to his previous state . It came in its original state and then rolled away.

...

When all the outsiders disappeared, Yu Ziyu raised his head and said calmly to the air: "Okay, calm down."

——Xiao Zhang was wrong, Yu Ziyu was not the only one here.

The moment the door was closed, there were whispers all around, and countless black shadows seemed to emerge from the corners. The entire villa came to life, and the walls turned into soft flesh like skin, with a "chuck" sound. , a few pairs of eyes opened on the ceiling, and the floor began to breathe softly, giving people a sticky and creepy feeling.

This haunted house is alive.

They were discussing something fiercely, and seemed to be dissatisfied and resentful about Yu Ziyu being investigated by the police.

"..."

Yu Ziyu covered her head with a pillow and said coldly: "Don't make any noise, or get out of my house."

The living room was silent for a moment, as if the pause button had been pressed.

The black shadow poured him a glass of water and put it on the table, and covered him with a blanket without making a sound the whole time.

After a while, the tentacles faded away obediently like the tide, and everything became calm again, but Yu Ziyu knew that they had not left here, because no matter where he was, Yu Ziyu's identity, character, and core were destined to attract the followers of darkness.

This haunted house that evolved into something unspeakable has obviously become his most loyal servant.

Suddenly remembering something, Yu Ziyu suddenly opened his eyes, leaving only a cold crimson color in his black eyes: "What time is it now?"

"Hiss."

The unique voice of snakes sounded from under the sofa, seeming to answer his problem.

"I understand, thank you, x." Yu Ziyu said lazily.

x is the only companion thing he brought out from that game, a solid-colored poisonous snake. It usually hides in Yu Ziyu's coat. It will not appear easily without his instructions. It is very obedient, and Yu Ziyu is especially satisfied with this. .

It's almost sunset. I hope the humans will leave here quickly and don't cause trouble for him.

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