The snow-white-haired landlord's eyes flashed.
Even though the eyes of this old man were no longer bright, Gu Mian could see the movement in her eyes.
The landlord hesitated and said: "I know, Xiao Gu, you probably think my house is not clean, but I can tell you that no one has ever died in this building, and there is no one, but when you knock on the door, I remember something..."
Qinghuan looked at her with eyes fixed on her, waiting for the following text.
"There was indeed a tenant who died two years ago, but he didn't die in my house. He was a man in his early thirties, named Zhao Wen, who died unexpectedly and died outside."
"He was still renting my house at that time, but someone was found dead in a hotel outside. He seemed to have starved to death. When he was discovered, the bodies were smelly."
Gu Mian asked: "Then what does this dead Zhao Wen have to do with knocking on the door?"
The landlord then slowly spoke: "This is about why he rented my house and moved out."
"Then Zhao Wen is a young and energetic young man. He is only in his early thirties. He is very active when he moves in and visits all day long."
"But it's not possible after a month. I don't know why. I saw him getting haggard and losing weight a lot, and I don't have the energy to walk around."
"Until one time he secretly asked me if anyone had died in the house I rented to him. Of course, no, if anyone had died, I wouldn't hide it from him."
"Then he told me that you could always hear strange knocks in the middle of the night, but there was no one outside."
"Not long after, he called several of his friends to come and live together, but no one except him could hear the knock on the door. He couldn't sleep every night because of this. Later, he was probably scared. He didn't even retreat to the house, so he hurried home to live. His house was not far from here."
"I haven't heard from him for a while since then."
"After less than two months later, I heard his neighbor talking about the young man being dead, alas."
When the landlord talked about this, Qinghuan's expression was a bit strange.
He twisted his neck stiffly and looked at Gu Mian, so the one who knocked on Dr. Gu’s door last night was really a ghost? So Dr. Gu really cursed the ghost last night?
Gu Mian didn't care too much, but then asked: "Do you think Zhao Wen's death has anything to do with the knocking sound of him?"
The landlord shook his head: "I don't know this. He seems to have been home for a while. You can ask his family for the specific situation. I should have his family's phone number... I left it when I registered for renting a house."
She stood up and walked towards a table next to her, then took out a key to open the drawer.
At this time, Gu Mian suddenly said: "By the way, is the same room where Zhao Wen lives at that time the same as the room where I live now?"
The landlord shook his head: "No, I never rented the house to anyone else after he died."
"Although I think the knocking sound was something he imagined, he didn't continue to rent that house. Anyway, my building is not enough, so it doesn't matter if it's empty."
"It was not until today that I felt strange that you came to me. Could it be that what Zhao Wen said was true..."
The landlord said as he took out a thick notebook from the drawer.
It was a yellow leather notebook. The paper was very thin and not much thicker than toilet paper. A few pieces of paper fell off in the middle and were glued back with tape.
She carefully looked through the reading glasses, and after a while she stopped: "I found it, there is his home phone number..."
In 2002, a large number of people still don’t have personal mobile phones, but they usually have landlines at home.
Gu Mian copied the landline number of Zhao Wen's family and said goodbye to the landlord, and then took Qinghuan out.
Qing Huan followed Gu Mian closely: "Doctor Gu, then Zhao Wen was killed by the ghost who was knocked on the door, right?"
"It should be."
"So will we, who are targeted by those ghosts, die like Zhao Wen..."
Thinking of this, Qing Huan shivered. Those ghosts were actually killing people all the time. I don’t know which group of cursed people they were.
Gu Mian patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Don't worry, I'm here..."
Qinghuan looked up at him with some emotion.
Gu Mian then spoke: "Anyway, as long as I don't die, we will not be destroyed."
“…”
Zhao Wen’s home phone number is still in use, and when Gu Mian called it, it was answered by a not-so-young woman.
"Hey?" A voice came from the opposite side.
"Hello," Gu Mian asked, "Is it Zhao Wen's family?"
The opposite side obviously paused for a moment when they heard this, and then spoke in a few seconds with some suspicion: "You are..."
"We are from the Supernatural Incident Investigation Bureau. I noticed that a few years ago, a deceased may have died from a Supernatural Incident, which is Zhao Wen. I hope you can assist us in the investigation." Gu Mian paused for a moment: "Give money."
Things went smoothly, and Gu Mian and the others found Zhao Wen's home address without any obstacles.
Zhao Wen's family is not far from Hongsheng Apartment where Gu Mian lives. It can be reached within an hour's walk. It is a somewhat old family building.
Although the house was small, it was very clean. At this time, there was only a woman close to forty years old at home.
She poured two glasses of water and handed them to the two on the sofa.
"I am Zhao Wen's sister Zhao Meixiang." The woman looked at Gu Mian hesitantly: "Are you... a doctor?"
"Yeah," Gu Mian nodded: "The members of our Supernatural Investigation Bureau have their main business, so you don't have to pay too much attention."
Zhao Meixiang then took her eyes back: "You are here to investigate my brother, but in fact you don't have to pay. My sister has always wanted to figure out why my brother died."
When talking about Zhao Wen, her face darkened and she looked sad.
"I only have this younger brother. We have been very close since we were young. I didn't expect him to leave so suddenly. He left, and his mother is old, and they are so sad. They have followed him like this in the past two years..."
Zhao Meixiang wiped her tears as she said: "If you want to ask, ask, I will definitely say everything I know."
Since she said that, Gu Mian asked directly: "I heard Zhao Wen's landlord say that for a while, he could always hear knocking on the door. Have you ever mentioned it to you after Zhao Wen came back?"
Zhao Meixiang nodded: "At that time, he was working in the factory, not far from my house. It turned out that I wanted him to live here, but he refused."
"I was married long ago at that time, so it was not a big deal to detain my brother to live at home, so he went out to rent a house."
"But before he stayed for a month, he came back in a hurry and didn't even bring his luggage. I asked him what happened, but he didn't say anything, but just moved into our empty house in a panic..."
"I was quite worried about him. Seeing that he was not coming out the next day, I went to his house to find him."
"When I went in, he was still in the quilt, shrinking into a very small ball. I thought something was wrong, so I lifted the quilt open and then I saw his face pale and his eyes were so big."
"I was startled and asked him what was going on. He looked up and asked me with a white face..."
Chapter completed!