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C71 Strange Things



C71 Strange Things

0I have a strange feeling. I couldn't say it, but it made me feel inexplicably uneasy.    

    

I looked at the door of the hall, which was also ajar, and didn't close it.    

    

Vivian did go out and it was three o'clock in the morning.    

    

I could not help but think of when Loo Xintong was still around and Vivian sleepwalking to our house to go to the toilet at night.    

    

Looking at this, it is very likely that she also went sleepwalking, right?    

    

The last time Vivian sleepwalked, the situation was already very strange. Who would have thought that living at my house this time, she would start sleepwalking again.    

    

I subconsciously opened the door and walked out. There was no one in the corridor at night because the lights were controlled by sound. As I walked out, the lights were already on.    

    

After walking around, there was no one outside. Just when I was wondering if I could find Vivian and was about to go back, I heard a sharp cat's cry coming from the safe corridor.    

    

Meow!    

    

That sound was not the usual meow when cats were docile. It was a sharp scream when provoked.    

    

In the middle of the night, hearing such a cat's cry was indeed a little scary.    

    

If it was just a cat's cry, it would be fine, but I seemed to have heard footsteps.    

    

Vivian's figure inexplicably appeared in my heart.    

    

Because at three in the morning, it was usually impossible for residents to still wander around the corridor. So I guessed that it was Vivian.    

    

Could it be that she is catching a cat?    

    

Driven by strong curiosity, I walked towards the safe corridor.    

    

After entering the corridor, it gave me a shock.    

    

Because there was blood on the safe corridor, and there was also the mark of a cat's cry that was stained with blood, the blood red cat footprints continued to extend downwards. The cries of the cats below continued to continue, making me feel a chill run down my spine.    

    

What exactly is Vivian doing? Could it be...    

    

I held my breath and my heart was beating non-stop. I walked downstairs step by step and felt that I was getting closer and closer to the sound.    

    

When I reached the third floor, I finally saw a figure.    

    

She was squatting there in a white nightgown. There was blood on her hand, and in her hand was a cat that had its stomach cut open. That cat was still hissing, and its voice was much weaker, even its intestines were leaking out.    

    

Vivian's body was covered in blood and the fruit knife in her hand was still digging its heart.    

    

I have never seen such a strange and terrifying scene in my life.    

    

In an instant, she stood on the spot and looked at this incomparably horrifying scene in a daze.    

    

At this moment, Vivian who was squatting on the ground turned her head to look at me. A strange light flashed in her eyes and she actually grinned at me.    

    

Cold sweat immediately appeared on my back and my body involuntarily trembled.    

    

"Vivian, you... what are you doing?" I subconsciously ask but my throat seems to be stuck with fish bones and my voice seems to be especially hoarse.    

    

Vivian did not pay attention to me at all, and then she turned her head around and seriously cut the cat.    

    

She squatted on the ground, and her body was covered in blood. Her focused actions made one's hair stand on end.    

    

I took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in my heart. I rushed forward and grabbed the knife in her hand. I yelled at her, "Are you crazy?"    

    

Vivian's body trembled and she looked up at me. Her eyes regained clarity and she fainted immediately after. The knife and cat in her hand also fell to the ground.    

    

At this time, the cat was already on the verge of death. Its body was covered in blood and it looked extremely miserable.    

    

I never dreamed that Vivian, who was sleepwalking, would actually have the behavior of harming animals.    

    

I put the cat in a black plastic bag and threw it into the rubbish bin downstairs. Then, I quickly brought Vivian to the hospital.    

    

When I got into the taxi, I saw the blood on Vivian's hands and body. The driver was shocked and asked nervously what was going on.    

    

"Don't worry, she has cat blood on her body. But my friend fainted and needs to be sent to the hospital." I explained.    

    

The driver looked at me in surprise. He probably didn't think that there was any connection between us and the cat, but he still obediently drove to the hospital.    

    

It wasn't easy for him to get to the hospital. After the doctor examined him, he said that he was fine, but he was suddenly frightened and fainted. He then asked me what was going on.    

    

How could I dare say that she killed a cat while she was sleepwalking? She said that a cat that was bitten by a dog suddenly pounced on her, causing her body to be covered in blood. That was why she fainted in fear.    

    

After another half an hour or so, Vivian, who was lying on the hospital bed, woke up. She saw the blood on her body and hands and was shocked. She asked with fear on her face. "This... What is going on? Why am I in the hospital?"    

    

"Let's go back first. I'll explain to you."    

    

I asked her to wash up and change her clothes. She put on my coat and went home with me.    

    

On the way back, we had a tacit understanding in the taxi. We didn't say a word because there was still a driver in the car.    

    

When we got home, I sat her on the sofa and asked seriously, "Do you still remember what happened after you left my house?"    

    

"I... did I leave your house?" Vivian's body trembled for a moment and then she suddenly understood. "Did I sleepwalk again?"    

    

I nodded. "And it's very serious this time."    

    

Then, I told her what I saw.    

    

Vivian was incomparably shocked. Immediately after, her eyes were filled with fear as she hurriedly said, "How can I kill a cat? Why would I kill a cat? I have no enmity with a cat!"    

    

"Calm down first. I think we should not worry about the cat, but should pay attention to your problem." I looked at her and said.    

    

"My question? What's my problem?"    

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"Your sleepwalking." "At the moment, it seems to be more serious than expected. " Using a knife to hurt animals while sleepwalking is a bit cruel, but it is not against the law. What if one day you do something against the law while sleepwalking? "    

    

"Impossible, I would never do that kind of thing." Vivian immediately said.    

    

I sighed. "When you were sleepwalking, you didn't know. I was just guessing. I think you need to find a psychologist to see what's going on. "    

    

"But... I have to rush the draft. I don't have time to look for a psychologist. "    

    

I thought about it and said, "Then I'll help you look for it. Since this has happened, you can't ignore it anymore. This is for your own good."    

    

Vivian silently nodded and said thank you.    

    

While we were chatting, it was already dawn.    

    

"Are you hungry? Let's go have breakfast together."    

    

Vivian changed her clothes. As for the blood-stained nightgown, she had already thrown it away.    

    

When she went out, she heard the neighbors of the building talking about the blood stains in the corridor. There were also people who saw the cat in the rubbish bin.    

    

Although it was a cat, its death was terrifying. It also caused everyone to panic.    

    

I came forward to explain: "Everyone, don't panic. I came back very late last night because I happened to have something to do. When I saw that it was bitten by a dog, I saw that the cat was about to die, so I put it in a bag and threw it in the rubbish bin."    

    

Hearing what I said, the neighbors felt a lot more at ease. "I thought someone deliberately killed the cat. It really gave me a shock."    

    

We had breakfast, Vivian went home to rest, and I looked for a psychologist for her.    

    

In the morning, the electrician came and processed the electricity in her house.    

    

In the afternoon, I'll take her to the psychologist's place.    

    

The psychologist's surname was Zhao, and his name was Zhao Hui. He was a very outstanding mental consultant. Many people on the Internet praised him.    

    

As for whether he was an Internet trolls hired, it was unknown.    

    

Vivian and I just arrived at Doctor Zhao's clinic and greeted him when we met. I did not expect the phone to ring. It is Chen Yiyao calling.    

    

My heart moved and I hurriedly picked up the phone.    

    

"Zhong Hao, come... come to my house... save me... Ah!"    

    


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