Chu Ping couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine when he thought of this.
"If this is the case, it involves a criminal case. Do you want to inform Uncle San in advance?"
Chu Ping made a plan in his mind, but his movements never stopped, and he soon reached the last step of the stairs.
The temperature dropped instantly.
"Why is it so cold?"
Breathe into frost.
The white breath slowly rises in front of my eyes as I breathe, and then dissipates.
"The second floor and the first floor are completely two worlds."
Chu Ping was shaking from the cold.
Then, Chu Ping looked at the stairs leading to the third floor. He really didn't know what the third floor would look like.
The second floor does not have just one upward staircase like the first floor, but has two rooms.
The house numbers on the rooms are 201 and 203 respectively.
"Why isn't there 202?"
Chu Ping was a little strange. He tried to push open the door of room 201, but the door was locked and could not be opened at all.
"Can't open it?"
Chu Ping frowned and looked at Room 203.
Chu Ping had already calculated outside just now that Room 203 was the room with the broken glass.
"I can't open it either."
Chu Ping didn't have high hopes at first, but what he didn't expect was that with a little effort, the door would be pushed open.
The light of the flashlight shone in, and the scene inside made Chu Ping take a breath.
The glassless window frame swayed in the wind and made a "creaking" sound, as if it was a nightmare that kept talking.
There were a few scattered pieces of glass scattered under the window sill, and the light swept across, reflecting streaks of dazzling light.
The originally white walls around him were covered with bloody fingerprints. The sight made Chu Ping's hair stand on end.
"This impact is much more exciting than the bloody writing on the first floor."
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, so Chu Ping was not in a hurry.
"Just let the interviewer wait for a while."
Chu Ping simply entered room 203.
It seems that because of the good ventilation here, there is no damp smell that should be found in old houses.
"So clean?"
Chu Ping looked around curiously and found that there was nothing necessary for daily life in the room.
The restroom was on the left side of the entrance. Chu Ping held a flashlight and pushed open the restroom door curiously.
The door panel was fragile, so Chu Ping did not dare to use too much force.
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The bathroom door was pushed open by Chu Ping, and a mirror appeared in front of him. Like the wall outside, the mirror was also covered with bloody fingerprints.
Chu Ping had already guessed this situation, so he was prepared in his heart, so he was not frightened.
But when he opened the door, he could see himself in the mirror at first glance, which made Chu Ping feel a little uncomfortable.
"There is a mirror when you open the door. This kind of layout is rare."
Chu Ping twitched his nose. The bathroom was different from the outside. It was full of damp smell, and there was a faint stench, which was like the smell emitted by a rotting corpse.
"Is there a body hidden here?"
Chu Ping looked around the bathroom, but didn't notice anything strange, except that there was a big hole in the ceiling. Looking from the outside, it was pitch black inside.
Chu Ping tried to shine the light of his flashlight, but the darkness inside was like a black hole that could swallow everything, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"Very strange."
Chu Ping sighed like this.
Putting aside his curiosity, Chu Ping exited the bathroom and came to the window.
This is the second floor, just over three meters above the ground. Most people will not be injured if they jump from this height.
"This is a good way to escape."
Chu Ping secretly memorized the escape route here.
After leaving room 203, Chu Ping set off towards the third floor.
Compared with the two floors below, the third floor seems much more normal. It still has the layout of two rooms, room 301 and room 303. The stairs leading to the fourth floor are on the side of room 303.
Chu Ping still tried to push the doors of the two rooms.
"They're all locked? To prevent the things inside from escaping?"
Chu Ping didn't intend to delve into it now, he just came here for an interview.
Just when Chu Ping was about to walk to the fourth floor, there was a sudden sound from room 303.
Chu Ping stopped and looked at the door of Room 303 with full vigilance.
The door was knocked from inside, the sound was very urgent.
"Help me, save me, save me." The previous knock on the door seemed to have exhausted all the strength of the other party. Now the voice was weak, like a patient who was about to expire.
"Is there anyone?"
Chu Ping did not dare to be careless, he raised the stick in his hand and maintained an offensive posture.
"Save me! Please, save me!"
The people inside kept scratching the door panel with their nails, making a harsh "squeak" sound.
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ring.
"Open the door for me, please, open the door."
The voices in the room gradually became pleading, but the voice was still urgent, as if something inside was forcing him to say this.
Chu Ping quietly walked over.
Suddenly there was a low roar from the other side of the door, like a ferocious beast.
Chu Ping was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly.
The voice calling for help in the room never rang again.
"Is there anything else inside?" Chu Ping recalled the roar he heard just now, "Is the person just now dead?"
Chu Ping didn't hear the man's voice for a long time and thought he was dead.
At this moment, the sound in the room suddenly sounded again.
"Quick! Run! Get out of here! There is..."
The sound stopped suddenly, as if someone had pressed the pause button, and the surroundings were silent.
Chu Ping was startled by the sound just now and almost dropped his phone on the ground.
The light from the mobile phone shone through, and a pool of red liquid slowly flowed out from under the door.
"Blood?"
Chu Ping took a breath. He didn't expect that he would witness a murder before he found the interviewer.
"Someone has died. We need to notify Third Uncle as soon as possible and ask him to bring someone over."
Chu Ping had just found his third uncle's number on his mobile phone. The light of the flashlight swept to the crack of the door. The blood stains that had been flowing all over the floor had long since disappeared.
"No...no more?"
Chu Ping's fingers rested on the dial button and he didn't know whether he should press it or not.
The door rang again, and the sound of nails scratching on the door came from inside the room.
"Is there anyone else?"
Chu Ping was stunned, everything he experienced was beyond his imagination.
"Is there anyone outside? Help me, help me."
Then there was the sound of knocking on the door.
"Dong dong dong——"
"Please, help me open the door, help me out, open the door..."
Chu Ping was in a daze. He felt as if he had heard these words just now.
He slapped his face hard with his hand.
"Not dreaming."
Chu Ping slowly fell into deep thought as he listened to the low roar in the room.
After the sound of "run quickly" suddenly stopped, blood began to flow from the crack in the door, and then the blood slowly disappeared, and then the sound of fingernails scratching the door sounded again in the room...
