Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Thoughts
2 Washing the hair of a malicious ghost

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She pulled open the shower curtain and observed " Him " in front of the basin.

The words that suddenly popped out scared Lin Hun so much that he almost cried out. Fortunately, his reaction was fast enough to suppress this kind of behavior that could kill him.

"Observation? So he was visible? No, I should be able to see him with my current eyes!”

Taking a deep breath of the air that had become much colder, Lin Hun forced himself to calm down. He quietly pulled open the shower curtain and looked in the direction of the basin.

He did not know if it was because his eyes had mutated.

Even if the lights were off, he could still vaguely see everything in the bathroom.

He saw a pale figure standing in front of the basin in the bathroom.

This figure was somewhat illusory and translucent.

But judging from her figure and hairstyle, this figure should be a woman.

She had long, black hair hanging down from her head, covering her face. Her true face could not be seen.

She was wearing a white dress with specks of black blood on it.

She had no arms.

There was a dark red hole on his shoulder.

There were no bones or flesh, only wisps of black mist floating in the hollow.

She had no arms!

Your eyes looked straight at the Armless Specter and felt the intense resentment radiation. Your eyes mutated and obtained the Death Backtrack ability.

Following the appearance of the notification, a scene that was like a moving lantern suddenly appeared in Lin Hun's eyes.

A tall and beautiful woman with thick, black waist-length hair and perfectly sculpted arms was preparing to attend a ball.

The scene changed. The woman met a handsome photographer at the ball. The two chatted happily and exchanged contact information.

The scene changed again. The woman was filming in a studio. She was wearing a white dress, revealing her perfectly slender arms. Her long black hair was as smooth as a mirror.

The scene became gloomy. The room was still the same studio, but the woman was gone. Only the photographer was admiring a statue of Venus without arms.

The scene started to bleed. In the studio, the cameraman laughed maniacally. In front of him, the statue of Venus had its arms reattached. However, these were not the arms of the statue. Instead, they were pale and bloodless, but had perfect lines.

The image began to shatter. Through the shattered image, one could see an armless woman completely wrapped in tape and embedded into the wall.

In the end, what greeted his eyes was a pile of cement. Accompanied by the sound of plaster, his vision completely fell into darkness.

"Ugh!"

Lin Hun's eyes stung. He felt something flowing out of his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe it, and his hand was sticky.

Tears of blood flowed out of his eyes.

Liu Yanran had trusted the wrong person when she was alive and was sealed in the wall after her death. She loved cleanliness and only hoped that someone could help her wash her hair.

Perhaps it was because he had watched Liu Yanran's Death Backtrack, but Lin Hun no longer felt fear when he looked at her.

He only felt that this woman was a little pitiful. She had met an inhumane scumbag.

"Do you want to wash your hair?"

Looking at the notification in his eyes, Lin Hun gritted his teeth and pulled open the shower curtain.

It was as if a barrier had been opened, and an extremely cold aura rushed over.

Lin Hun's body went numb on the spot.

He felt like a frozen fish. Although he still had consciousness, his body was no longer under his control.

What was worse was that the female ghost, Liu Yanran, who was in front of the basin, was turning her head.

Her pale and numb face with livor mortis was revealed.

At this moment, she was staring at Lin Hun with a pair of dull dead fish eyes.

Lin Hun saw the hatred that was gradually burning in her eyes.

"Liu Yanran!"

Enduring the terrifying chill, Lin Hun squeezed out the other party's name from his throat with all his might.

Hearing her name, the resentment in Liu Yanran's eyes suddenly stopped and then dropped by a lot.

"There's a way!"

Sensing this, Lin Hun's eyes lit up as he continued to speak.

"I know everything about you. I know that a scumbag hurt you. If you believe me, I'm willing to find that guy for you and let him taste the greatest pain in the world to avenge you!”

“…………”

Hearing Lin Hun's words, the resentment in Liu Yanran's eyes became weaker and weaker until there was only a trace left.

As her resentment disappeared, the chill in the air also dissipated by half.

"You can't do it."

A female voice echoed, and Lin Hun looked at the armless female ghost in surprise.

He originally thought that this malicious ghost in front of him should only have resentment left.

Now, it seemed that things were not that simple.

"I can do it! Just give me time."

These words were not boasting. Lin Hun believed that with his pair of eyes that could see the future, he would be able to find Liu Yanran's murderer sooner or later.

"You don't know how terrifying he is.”

Shaking her head, Liu Yanran returned to the basin.

"If possible, can you help me wash my hair?”

Liu Yanran gently bent down and asked in her terrifying voice.

"Of course, it's my honor to serve you, ma 'am.”

Walking to Liu Yanran's side, Lin Hun rolled up his sleeves and prepared to wash his hair.

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