Jiangcheng suddenly recalled that when he was watching earlier, there was a man in the bar who kept looking at his phone, very frequently. "The man looking at his phone?"

"That's right, Doctor." Fatty suddenly lowered his voice, as if he didn't want to be heard by something, "That man was the first of these people to be haunted by the female ghost."

"So, the female ghost kills people through the phone?" Jiangcheng was guessing, and he needed to ask Fatty, who had seen the movie, for specifics.

"Yes, the female ghost is especially terrifying. As long as she dials your number, she will crawl out of the cave at night, no, no, it's... she will crawl out of the phone screen and drag people into the screen." Fatty didn't know how to describe it to Jiangcheng, but it was very bizarre. The twisted faces of those people at the time gave him cramps in his stomach.

Jiangcheng couldn't quite imagine dragging a person into the phone screen, but if it was a computer screen, Jiangcheng thought it was possible. Looking at the frozen frame, the waiter's sideways face, he had a guess.

First of all, this horror movie tells a true story. The characters in it, even the ghost, are real, but have been modified by some force.

The bar that Jiangcheng was familiar with was added later. As for why, Jiangcheng wasn't sure yet.

However, he guessed that connecting the strange world with the real world required a fulcrum, which was what he had said before, the place of the setting sun. And the bar he frequented probably played such a role.

And in horror movies, ghosts kill people through phone screens, but reflected in reality, there should be more than just this one method, perhaps even through computer screens.

To verify his guess, Jiangcheng made a bold attempt. He took out his phone, found a number, and dialed it.

Fatty subconsciously thought something big was about to happen and didn't dare to breathe.

A few seconds later, a chilling scene appeared. The frozen picture on the screen began to flicker, and Jiangcheng's headphones also emitted a phone ringtone.

Fatty stared blankly at the screen, his mouth slightly open. The left hand of the waiter on the screen kept flashing with light, and he was holding a phone in his hand!

And at this moment, someone dialed that phone!

This bizarre scene made Fatty gasp. He couldn't think of what words to use to describe his feelings at the moment. The scenes in the movie were eerily connected to reality.

As Jiangcheng hung up the phone, the phone in the screen finally rested.

It seemed that this waiter was one of the victims of this supernatural event. He was already dead, dragged into this ghost movie by a ghost.

"Doctor, could it just be watching the movie and..."

Fatty turned his head, just about to express his views when suddenly, he saw the doctor's phone light up, then ring. But the doctor completely ignored the phone, his eyes fixed on the computer screen.

Fatty seemed to foresee something, slowly turning his stiff neck to look at the screen. The waiter had turned around at some point, his pale face facing them, his protruding dead fish eyes chilling to the bone.

Not only him, but everyone who appeared in the originally frozen picture was slowly turning their necks, looking towards them, one movement at a time, the scene extremely strange.

What was even more terrifying was the phone in the waiter's hand... Fatty was surprised to find that he could actually see the words on the waiter's phone screen. It said Jiangcheng, and he was calling the doctor...

With that phone in his hand!

The next second, Jiangcheng very hospitably clicked to answer, looking at the waiter through the screen. Sure enough, just like Fatty said, the phone transmitted a woman's low, resentful crying, as well as the sound of fingernails scraping against stone.

But other than that, nothing happened.

Slowly, Fatty also saw a little bit of what was going on. The people in the screen seemed to be looking at them, but in reality, they weren't. Their eyes weren't focused, they were just looking out blankly, giving Fatty the feeling that they knew there was someone outside the screen, but they couldn't find where the person was.

"Doctor." Fatty said uneasily, "They... they don't seem to be able to see us. Are we invisible?"

After hanging up the phone, Jiangcheng seemed a little unwilling and called the waiter back again. After connecting, it was the same old thing, crying, scratching stone, but no one came out through the screen to kill them.

The waiter and the people in the picture were still looking around blankly. Fatty, looking at them at this moment, even felt a little pity.

"Can you stop looking?" Jiangcheng said to the screen, "Can you come out and kill me?"

Fatty: "???"

He widened his eyes, looking at the doctor with a look of shock and fear, wondering if his ears were playing tricks on him. He had never heard such a cheap request in his life.

Until...

"Please kill me, okay?" Jiangcheng raised his voice, speaking with inflection on the phone, "Ruthless people, seeking abuse, haven't died before, please do a good deed, I beg you."

The shrill crying on the phone paused, and even the sound of scratching stones became much smaller. Fatty could probably imagine that the female ghost on the other end had an expression similar to his own, a head full of question marks.

"Hello, can you hear me? I just want to be killed by you. You can't even satisfy such a simple request. What else can you do? Take a step back and be a coward for life, baby!" Jiangcheng was still yelling, and at the same time, he took the time to reach out and flicked the waiter in the picture on the forehead.

Fatty felt like that flick landed on his own forehead. His head was buzzing, and he felt like something was off today.

A moment later, Jiangcheng put down his phone dejectedly.

It took Fatty a while to regain his senses. He opened his mouth halfway, looked at Jiangcheng, and before he could speak, he heard Jiangcheng cursing fiercely at the phone, "What's the big deal about blacklisting me? If you have the guts, come out and fight me!"

"Blacklist?" After a long while, Fatty reacted, "Doctor, you were blacklisted by the female ghost?"

Jiangcheng put away his phone and sneered at the computer screen, "Is that all? I even..."

The next second, the computer screen went "poof" and went dark. Fatty stared blankly at the screen, realizing that the entire black screen could only reflect the faces of himself and the doctor. And he didn't know if it was psychological, but he felt that the doctor's face looked distorted no matter how he looked at it.

Fatty swallowed, feeling a little scared, "My doctor, ah, why did you provoke the ghost for no reason? What if she really comes out to take revenge on you, you..."

"Don't be silly, if she could catch me, do you think I would still be able to scold her?" Jiangcheng said indifferently.

"Okay." Jiangcheng straightened his collar, looking like a gentleman, "I have roughly figured out this ghost's tactics."