Medical Examiner Can Revive the Dead-Chapter 445 - 441: Ma Xiaotong Has This Kind of Talent Too?
"Louis, how could you do this to me?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the three remaining humans in the room froze in place.
These three humans, of course, were the foreign woman, the strong man, and Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng was stunned, not because he understood what Ma Xiaotong said.
When Ma Xiaotong spoke, it was all gibberish to him; he couldn't understand a word.
But he could recognize the voice!
Goodness, how could such a rough and unpleasant voice come out of Ma Xiaotong's delicate body?
Zhang Feng was very familiar with this voice; it was the same as the west corpse he had raised in the Special Ninth Bureau before.
It was exactly the same!
So, Zhang Feng was shocked.
He never expected Ma Xiaotong to have this kind of talent either.
He even instinctively grabbed Ma Xiaotong, asking with his eyes: "What's going on?"
And Ma Xiaotong responded to Zhang Feng through a tacit understanding:
"Bro, chill. I'm a ghost, I don't need vocal cords to speak. Mimicking another ghost's voice is easy for me."
The foreign woman and the strong man playing 'ride the horse' on the bed were also stunned.
The sticky foreign woman turned her head in shock, looking at the strong man, her voice trembling:
"I think... I think I heard Richard's voice."
The strong man heard it too.
He was more scared than anyone, but somehow he still tried to speak calmly:
"Madam, it seems that you love your husband too much, you've started hallucinating."
As he spoke, the strong man continued with what he was doing.
But the foreign woman named Louis could feel the intense fear in the strong man better than anyone else!
And at this moment, Ma Xiaotong spoke loudly once more:
"Louis, you've really let me down!"
"Ah——!!!"
Finally, Louis let out a sharp and piercing scream.
She pulled away, turned around, and burrowed into the blankets, trembling all over.
The strong man, who had pulled away, was covered in cold sweat and instinctively wanted to hide under the blankets too.
However, somehow, the graceful Louis found the strength:
"Get out!"
She actually kicked the strong man out of the bed.
The strong man stood on the bed, quickly retreated, and pressed himself tightly against the back wall, his expression nervous.
Ma Xiaotong's voice continued:
"Louis, I am spreading how deeply we loved each other everywhere, and I just died, yet you do such a thing behind my back?"
"I didn't!!"
At this moment, Louis was utterly terrified, as if her brain couldn't process anything and all she could do was deny loudly:
"It wasn't me!!"
"Richard, you have to believe me, I was forced, I was forced!!"
"Richard, you're already dead, I have no one to rely on in this world, he... he held a gun to my head and forced me to do this, you must believe me, believe me!"
"You're lying!!" The strong man heard Louis blaming him from under the covers and instantly flew into a rage, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"You're the one who seduced me!!"
"On the night Richard died, you crawled naked into my bed, it was you!!"
Goodness gracious.
Hearing this shocking news.
Ma Xiaotong's body exuded a faint evil aura.
As a woman, with your husband loving you so much, how could you do such a thing the day he died?
"It's too much!!"
Ma Xiaotong roared in fury.
Of course, still using the voice of the west corpse.
"Wait!"
But at this moment, Louis in the blanket suddenly stopped trembling.
She slowly poked her head out of the blanket.
Wearing a suspicious expression, she spoke:
"This isn't right... Richard is dead..."
"I saw him die with my own eyes, saw him taken away encased in ice, how can I hear Richard's voice now?"
You have to admit, this foreign woman's mind was quick.
Yes, Richard is dead, so where could the voice be coming from?
The strong man against the wall also realized this after the foreign woman's reminder.
First, he showed a hint of relief.
Then, he quickly jumped off the bed, picked up his underwear at the bedroom door, and put it on.
He reached into somewhere and pulled out a handgun, yelling:
"Who?!"
"Who's pretending to be a ghost?! Show yourself! Let me shoot you dead!!"
But at this moment.
"Hmph!"
Richard's cold snort was heard.
"Crash crash crash!" All the curtains in the room were drawn.
The next second.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, the door to the master bedroom shut without warning.
"Ahh——!"
This sudden change.
Made the foreign woman named Louis scream again, burying her head under the covers once more.
This change also startled the strong man.
The cold sweat that had just begun to dry covered his forehead once more.
The grip on his handgun tightened even more.
But since he had a weapon, he naturally felt more confident:
"Get out!! Bastard!!"
"Who the hell are you?! How did you get in? Show yourself!"
"Who am I?" Ma Xiaotong's voice from under the bed continued.
"I'm Richard, don't you recognize me?"
"You're lying!!" The strong man raised his gun and shouted madly:
"Richard is dead!! He's dead!!"
"You can't possibly be him!! Where are you?! Show yourself! Show yourself!!"
Ma Xiaotong effortlessly mimicked the west corpse's voice:
"Me?"
"I'm standing right in front of you, can't you see me?"
As soon as Ma Xiaotong's words fell.
"Whoosh!"
The strong man suddenly felt a cold wind brush across his face.
You should know, the room's doors and windows are shut tight, and the curtains drawn, where could the cold wind be coming from?
"Ah——"
The strong man screamed in terror, lifting his gun to fire at the empty air in front of him!
However, there was neither a flash nor a loud gunshot.
Only the "click click click" sound of the gun jamming.
The strong man was dumbfounded.
He frantically pulled back the handgun, removed the magazine.
He found the bullets were clearly full inside.
Then quickly reinserted the bullets into the gun, chambered a round, and fired again.
Even though the bullets were full, even though he had unlocked the safety, and even though he had chambered a round.
The gun continued to make the "click click click" sound of jamming.
"Ah——"
This weird occurrence turned the strong man's face deathly pale, his terrified screams ringing out once more.
Panicked, he directly threw the handgun away.
He fled to the corner of the room behind him in terror, curled up, covering himself with both hands, sobbing as he pleaded:
"Don't come near, don't come near me!"
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