Mirror [Unlimited]

"Recently, a serial murderer appeared in our city. The three victims were all female. The murderer's methods were brutal. According to the police clues, the suspect's time and tools for committing the crime may be..."

Just after Lidong passed, the entire Jiangcheng was raining continuously, with no sign of stopping. Such weather made fewer people go out.

Xu Xiaoyuan was on duty in the supermarket today, with his mobile phone on the stand next to him, listening to the news and looking in the mirror at the same time.

A serial murderer or something, it's too scary.

"Hello, do you have a knife and rope here?"

The supermarket door was suddenly pushed open, and Qingling's male voice woke Xu Xiaoyuan up, she turned off her phone, "What knife do you want to buy?"

The young man stood outside the counter. He probably walked all the way. His hair was dripping with water, the tip of his chin was tucked into a scarf, and a small mole on the tip of his nose was very memorable.

"It can cut meat and chop bones."

He paused, and added: "It must be particularly sharp."

"The kitchen supplies are on the third shelf, and the rope is at the bottom of the second shelf." Xu Xiaoyuan took a second look.

Since working here, she has never seen each other.

Logically speaking, she would definitely have an impression of such a good-looking person.

Within a few minutes, an aunt walked out quickly with a nervous face, "I suspect that there is something wrong with the person inside."

"?" Xu Xiaoyuan's eyes showed doubts.

"His actions there are scary, I suspect—" the aunt gestured to wipe her neck, "Did you not read the latest news?"

After speaking, he quickly left the supermarket as if he had oiled the soles of his feet.

Xu Xiaoyuan was frightened, put down the mirror, and planned to take a look.

Until her figure disappeared, on the empty counter, her face in the mirror was still there.

This convenience store lives up to its name, with all kinds of kitchen knives packed or hung on the shelves.

It doesn't seem to be suitable.

Xi Le frowned, but he had no other choice. He tried them one by one with his hands. This one seemed to go smoothly, but it seemed to cut through the bones.

When Xu Xiaoyuan boldly went over, what he saw was the scene where he kept swinging the knife.

The action is beautiful but rusty.

It should be such a thing is not commonly used.

For some reason, she inexplicably remembered the thriller she watched before, Hannibal in "The Silence of the Lambs".

Xu Xiaoyuan came back to his senses: "Need, do you need help?"

Xi Le murmured: "I'm not familiar with it, which one is the easiest to chop bones? I want a knife that can kill with one blow."

"..."

Xu Xiaoyuan pretended to be calm: "It depends on what you want to use."

She held down the electric shock baton in her pocket, planning to hit him as soon as it broke.

Hearing the sound of her swallowing saliva, and seeing her expression, Xi Le couldn't help laughing, "Kill the chicken."

Of course it's fake.

What he wants to kill is the ghost in the mirror.

As early as three days ago, Xi Le discovered that the mirror at home seemed to be strange, and the change was very small at first, only the position of the furniture changed.

For example, the toes of his shoes in the entrance are facing outwards, but they are facing inwards in the mirror, as if someone passed through them without him seeing them.

Later, it became apparent that the expression of "him" in the mirror became more and more strange.

From cautious at the beginning to now unscrupulous.

All kinds of weird signs point to a fact——

It's as if... another "person" lives in the room in the mirror.

There had been a change when he discovered it. As for when the person in the mirror stared at him, he didn't know.

Perhaps the other party cannot be called a "person".

Xu Xiaoyuan heaved a sigh of relief if he didn't kill people. Finally, under her recommendation, Xi Le chose a bone-chopping knife and a meat cleaver.

Made in Germany, not easy to return.

At the end, Xi Le asked again: "Is there a meat grinder?"

Xu Xiaoyuan immediately tensed up, and some said no: "Not here, why don't you go to another place to have a look?"

Xi Le was a little disappointed. After choosing the knife and rope, he bought another roll of garbage bags.

After Xu Xiaoyuan returned to the counter, she pulled the mirror aside and bagged the knives, thinking that it's really not my aunt's fault, she almost thought about it too.

When we went out, the rain outside hadn't stopped.

The air-conditioning went straight into the clothes, Xi Le gathered up the scarf and opened the umbrella.

Murder is against the law, but what he wants to kill is not a human being.

It all started three days ago.

When I went out that day, paper money was flying all over the gate of the usually clean community, which caused the cleaner uncle to curse all the way.

Coming out of the subway station, he also encountered a car accident. A car in the middle was severely squeezed, and the ground was stained dark red with blood.

Of course, the most wrong thing is the mirror at home.

When he first found out that there was a problem, Xi Le smashed the mirror, but it didn't work.

It is impossible for him not to use a mirror. It is not the mirror that was smashed that is faulty, but all the mirrors that can reflect people.

So Xi Le made an appointment with a psychiatrist.

The psychiatrist is obviously a person who has never encountered unnatural phenomena, so he was stunned for a few seconds when he heard the first sentence "I suspect that there is a ghost in my mirror".

The psychiatrist said that he must have misread it, and anyone with common sense knows that the things in the mirror image are the same as in reality.

Xi Le asked him back, when he was brushing his teeth, the person in the mirror was smiling at him, is this also a mistake?

This is the first time a psychiatrist has encountered countless emotional problems. After thinking for a long time, he gave a suggestion: he may be prone to hallucinations because he has not worked for a long time, resulting in too much pressure in life, and being separated from society and the crowd.

At that time, Xi Le was expressionless, "I personally go to collect the rent of more than a dozen buildings every month. Doesn't it count as integrating into society?"

Psychologist:"……"

Forget it, why not, he also wants to integrate into society in this way.

The psychiatrist comforted himself that his lack of money might be the reason why he could not have strange hallucinations.

This consultation is doomed to fruitlessness.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and this winter is strangely cold.

Xi Le carried his bag all the way back to the community. After his parents passed away, he left nothing but those buildings, so he became a charterer after graduation. He lived a leisurely life, and even had time to go to the park to watch the old man play chess.

It can be said that it is very satisfactory.

Until suddenly there was a ghost in the mirror at home.

Xi Le looked down at the two knives in his pocket, a little suspicious, could he deal with "him"?

There were also a lot of people in the community today, and there was a circle of people standing downstairs in the building next door. Such bad weather didn't stop everyone from watching the excitement.

There were residents leaving with white faces outside the cordon, and Xi Le saw the situation inside from a gap.

A dead body was lying on the ground, its posture was twisted, its face was facing the gate of the community, its eyes were wide open, and blood mixed with rainwater was flowing into the sewer.

The strangest thing is that his two hands made exaggerated gestures that ordinary people can't make, as if they were broken by external force, which is especially scary in the dark sky in the evening.

Such a horrific way of death left the onlookers with lingering fears.

The old man who often played chess in the community saw Xi Le and greeted him: "Xiao Le, I'm out shopping."

"Yeah." Xi Le nodded, "What's wrong over there?"

The uncle shook his head and sighed: "Someone jumped off the building and died a terrible death. You'd better not go to see it, lest you have nightmares at night."

Xi Le didn't speak.

"Actually, I think there is something wrong." The uncle lowered his voice, "It is said that he jumped off a building, but from my experience, this person has been dead for a few days, and there seems to be a lot of news about this recently..."

His youngest son works in a funeral home and knows more than others.

Xi Le was thoughtful, and after parting with the uncle, he entered the corridor, put away the umbrella, and put on the hat that came with the sweater when he had time, wrapping it tightly.

The community has only been newly built for a few years, and his face is vaguely reflected on the bright elevator wall.

When Xi Le looked over, even though he had guessed what he would see, his heart still missed a beat.

Again.

In the mirror, he smiled at Xi Le, but Xi Le in front of the mirror didn't smile. Such a scene looked a little scary in the elevator.

Xi Le is not a person who sits and waits to die, but is an actionist, otherwise he would not go out to buy equipment today.

The elevator door was about to close, and a middle school student rushed in: "Wait!"

The moment he stepped into the elevator panting, the weirdness on the mirror disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

The middle school student stood still and saw the knife in Xi Le's bag. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and immediately shrank away.

The atmosphere in the small space was eerie.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Xi Le left straight away. He was still thinking about what happened just now, thinking about how to do it would be more reasonable and useful.

The house was very deserted, so he put down his things and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Under the incandescent lamp, the face in the mirror was very clear.

Xi Le reached out and turned on the faucet, lowered his head to receive the water to wash his face, the cold water soaked into his skin, and the bathroom mirror was right above his head.

The sense of peeping lingers on the top of my head for a long time.

He took a deep breath, raised his head and looked straight into the mirror, water droplets slid down his cheeks to his chin, gathered into drops and fell into the pool.

"Tick."

The person in the mirror has the same face as him.

As if realizing that his peeping was discovered, "he" grinned slightly, revealing a smile, a little cold.

"He" seems to want something from himself.

Xi Le reached out and touched his face, then glanced at the mirror, "You like my face very much? It's a pity it's not yours."

His tone was very natural, as if he was talking to someone he knew.

Xi Le turned off the faucet, dried the water on his hands slowly, and said, "I'll kill you again."

"..."

The face in the mirror was still looking at him, and suddenly smiled.

For now, Xi Le doesn't think the other party has any abilities, no matter how scary it is, it's in the mirror, not in reality.

After threatening him, he turned his head and left, leaving the "he" in the mirror staring at the distant figure.

until after 1 minute.

Xi Le came back with two knives.

Killing "people", he is serious.

It gets dark early in winter, the light outside the window is dim, and the bathroom is so quiet that only the sound of my own heartbeat can be heard.

The lights suddenly went out.

Xi Le's heart skipped a beat, and with a little light, he saw that the mirror in front of him had changed and turned into dense darkness.

He stretched out his hand tentatively, and a vortex appeared on the originally hard mirror like quicksand, and when he pulled it back, his whole body was pulled in.

Xi Le was not happy before falling into complete darkness.

He was killed just like that? !

When he opened his eyes again, there was a thick black fog around him, and he couldn't see anything from a distance of two meters. Xi Le lowered his head, and the ground under his feet was not tiles.

It was as if he had been caught in a mirror.

"Who are you—"

Before Xi Le could figure it out, a sharp cry came from not far away, making him feel that something was wrong.

Not to mention the unfamiliar environment, the key is that I have nothing in my hands.

His knife is gone!

Suddenly, the fog in front seemed to clear a little, and dozens of figures turned their heads to look at him in unison, moving in unison like a scene from a horror movie.

Until the man in the middle opened his mouth.

"Okay, it seems that the newcomers should be here."