Chapter 34 Face (II)

"This is my wife Anna. She just went to take out the trash." Peter explained.

Anna is relatively short, about 1.5 meters tall, and well-maintained. Although she is middle-aged, her face has no wrinkles and her skin is fair.

However, in Ray's eyes, her face looks unusually pale.

After Peter spoke, Anna, who had been looking down, raised her head, smiled, looked straight at him, and said, "Sorry, I'm wearing soft-soled shoes, so I walk quietly. Didn't I scare you just now?"

Ray swallowed and shook his head.

He heard some noise in the stairwell before entering the door. Now thinking about it, it should be Anna throwing away the trash there.

The couple's behavior seems to have become abnormal.

Because of the shock just now, Ray took a few steps back and almost stood in the middle of the living room. Peter spoke again: "Please sit down. I'll pour you a cup of tea and then go wake Rainy up."

The sofa was right next to him. Ray did not refuse again, but sat on the edge of the sofa, tapping his knuckles with the golden pen tightly in his hand.

Anna, who was standing at the door of the living room, closed the door and walked towards the bathroom, probably to wash her hands.

"Don't you have to go to work today?" Ray asked.

"I was originally at work, but my daughter was not feeling well, and my old stomach disease recurred, so I asked for leave to rest at home." Peter replied.

The hot water indicator light of the water dispenser went out, indicating that the water had boiled.

Peter filled a disposable paper cup with tea leaves with most of the boiling water, walked to the sofa, and placed the cup on the coffee table in front of Ray.

"It's a little hot, be careful."

"Thank you!" Ray nodded, looking at the steaming water surface, he didn't intend to drink it at all.

"Now, can you let Rainy come out for a moment?" He asked again.

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the corridor leading to the bedroom. There was no light inside either. It was pitch black, and he couldn't see the layout of the room or how many bedrooms there were.

Peter said nothing more, turned and walked towards the corridor, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

The whole living room was quiet, the footsteps quickly disappeared, and there was no sound of talking. Ray was still sitting on the edge of the sofa, tapping the joint of his index finger with the golden fountain pen in his hand.

He could hear the subtle sound of running water, which should be coming from the bathroom. The bathroom was also in the dim corridor, but the door of the bathroom could be vaguely seen from this direction.

The sound of running water has been going on since Anna entered the bathroom.

At first, Ray thought she was washing her hands and didn't care, but after sitting for a while, the sound of running water continued, as if it would never stop.

At this moment, Ray's phone vibrated. He took out his phone and pressed the answer button. He heard Jack's voice, "Hello?"

"Hello, Lao Zheng, this is Jack. Are you still at the Song family?"

Ray was stunned and replied, "What's the matter?"

"Yeah, it's all right." Jack hung up the phone.

Ray looked at the phone screen inexplicably. He was still wondering about Jack's intentions, but then he realized that a long time seemed to have passed.

Looking up at the wall clock, Peter had entered the bedroom and called Rainy for several minutes, but there was no movement.

And was Anna washing her hands? The water had been running for so long, just to take out the garbage. How serious must this cleanliness obsession be to wash for so long?

Ray temporarily put aside his doubts about Jack, stood up, slowed down his pace, slowly walked to the front of the corridor, and looked into the bathroom with the door open.

There was no light on in the bathroom. Ray reached out to the wall on the side of the corridor and pressed the light switch.

The light in the corridor did not respond at all, as if it had broken down. He looked up into the darkness of the corridor and could see nothing.

After a brief thought, Ray pressed the cap of the golden pen in his hand, and a small light immediately lit up at the end of the pen. The light of this light was highly concentrated. Although it looked small, the brightness was very high.

He took the pen and walked forward two steps again, came to the door of the bathroom and stood still, and the light shone inside.

A white toilet with a soft cushion, a semi-circular shower pool, and a high-end washbasin...

At this time, in front of the washbasin, there stood a woman in gray pajamas, Anna. The faucet in front of her was turned on, and the water flow was small, but there was always sound coming out.

Right in front of the washbasin was a mirror that could be opened and closed. At this moment, the mirror was closed, so Anna's appearance could not be seen.

But in this dark bathroom, this woman kept turning on the faucet like this and stood motionless, which was already very unusual.

Ray didn't say anything. He reached out and pressed the light switch at the bathroom door, but there was still no response. It seemed that except for the light in the living room, the lights in other rooms in the house were broken.

At this time, Ray still didn't plan to talk to Anna, otherwise he might alarm this strange woman. He hesitated for a moment, reached out and pulled the bathroom door, ready to close the door.

Based on the experience of handling special cases in the past, there are more abnormal targets in this room than just this woman, there are also in other rooms, so separating them and defeating them separately is the best choice.

Just as he was about to close the door, the woman with her back to him suddenly moved under the flashlight. Ray quickly opened his eyes and looked carefully, and found that the woman didn't seem to move.

When he was confused, his eyes suddenly focused, and he saw that the hair covering the back of Anna's head suddenly arched up slightly, as if a force was generated, pushing the hair in this area away.

At this moment, in the darkness not far from the corridor behind him, there was a sound of a door closing, as if a bedroom door was opened and then closed again.

Ray immediately took a step back, quickly closed the bathroom door, turned around and shone the pen flashlight in the direction of the bedroom where the door closing sound came from.

In the light, he saw two doors at one end of the corridor, and both were closed. They should be bedrooms, but there was nothing in front of the two doors, and no one came out.

Or, someone had come out, but now they were not standing at the door.

As soon as the thought came up, the lights in the living room suddenly went out, and the entire Song family's room suddenly fell into darkness.

Ray reacted quickly. Almost at the same time, he immediately pressed the pen cap in his hand, turned off the pen flashlight, and quickly moved along the wall of the corridor to the living room.

At present, he was more familiar with the furnishings in the living room. There was Anna in the bathroom with strange behavior. He could not go in, but had to prevent her from coming out. It was impossible to go in the direction of the bedroom at this time, because he was not familiar with the location and furnishings of the room over there.

As soon as he entered the living room, Ray heard two slight noises coming from where he had just stood, which seemed to be the sound of nails or sharp objects scratching the wall.

If he were an ordinary person, after returning to the living room at this moment, he would definitely open the floor-length curtains closest to him so that the light outside could shine into the house.

As long as he could see the surrounding environment clearly, he would feel at ease and it would be convenient for his next move.

But Ray would not choose to do so. He knew very well that if he opened the curtains now, although the light would dispel the darkness in the room, there was also a great probability that he would be found and attacked by the people in the room at the moment he opened the curtains.

He quickly tiptoed to the side of the sofa armrest without making any sound, and leaned against the wall behind him so that he would not worry about being attacked from behind.

A crawling sound came from the aisle near where he had just stood, and quickly crawled into the living room.

At the same time, the bathroom door was opened, and Anna seemed to walk out from inside, with slow steps, as if dragging her feet, and also entered the living room.