"No," Qu Mingcong corrected him expressionlessly, "It's like a ghost is crying."
Normal humans cannot cry like this.
He Qi's happy expression was about to cry.
Although Qu Mingcong was also a little frightened by the crying, he was even more happy when he saw He Qile's reaction. He smiled and said: "Didn't you say there are no ghosts in this world? There are only energy bodies."
He Qile nodded with difficulty and replied weakly: "Yes... there are no ghosts..."
"Since you know there are no ghosts, what are you afraid of?" Qu Mingcong teased him funny.
"Everyone knows that cockroaches don't bite, so... aren't we all afraid of cockroaches..." He Qile defended himself in a low voice to save his face.
As soon as he finished speaking, the whimpering sounds came again, as if a ladle of ice water was poured down the back of the neck, which was so cold that it made people tremble.
Qu Mingcong and He Qile stood there, you looked at me and I looked at you, without saying anything for a long time.
"Do you know the legend of the crying girl?" After a moment, Qu Mingcong asked He Qile.
But just after he relaxed for a few seconds, the numbing cry came faintly again, intermittent, long and short, haunting them.
The two walked one behind the other, always maintaining a neither fast nor slow pace, until they reached the end of the aisle.
"I know...but, I don't know exactly what it is..." He stuttered in response.
Qu Mingcong walked forward following the sound, and He Qile followed slowly, turning his head and looking behind him from time to time, worried that something might suddenly appear.
The lights dispersed the darkness, and the entire corridor on the third floor of the East Building was illuminated. He Qile suddenly felt much more relaxed.
The crying is still there.
Qu Mingcong saw his thoughts and replied: "The elevator is a relatively closed space, which is not conducive for me to judge where the crying sound came from just now."
The reason is very good and legitimate.
Qu Mingcong listened closely.
"Why?" He Qile was puzzled.
Qu Mingcong observed the mesh baffle for a while, then reached out and tried to pull it. He found that the fixing nails were loose and could be easily removed.
Qu Mingcong glanced at him and said, "Don't make any noise, I can't hear you clearly."
The rooms on both sides of the fourth floor were all closed, and the sound seemed far away and everywhere.
The corridor behind him was dark, and the sound of crying faintly disappeared.
Qu Mingcong listened carefully for a while and murmured: "It would be easier if it was a cat."
He Qile's eyes widened and he looked at Qu Mingcong in disbelief. His eyes seemed to be questioning: Take the stairs???
Qu Mingcong observed the environment and slowly reached the fourth floor. He did not rush to open the door and leave the stairwell, but stood in front of the door and listened carefully again.
As soon as the mesh baffle was removed, the sound in the vent suddenly became louder! He Qile was startled, and the mobile phone he was holding also trembled.
"Yeah." Qu Mingcong straightened up, turned around and asked, "Did you bring your cell phone? Take a photo for me."
"Come here, look for where the sound comes from." Qu Mingcong gently patted He Qile's shoulder, then found the light switch in the corridor, walked over and turned it on.
He Qile: “…………”
The stairs in the museum are not narrow. They are designed to be very open considering the need for a large number of tourists to escape in an emergency. Even if three people go up the stairs side by side, it will not look crowded.
He Qile stood aside nervously and looked at him, "...is this here?"
In the silence, they heard the wails like ghosts again, each sound was extremely long, sometimes it was a high-pitched cry, sometimes it was a low whimper, sometimes it was almost a howl! Like a cat meowing!
He Qile suddenly had an idea, "Could... could it be a wild cat?"
Yeah, men's room.
Qu Mingcong stopped again, looked around, quickly determined, and said to He Qile, "This is it."
Just as he was getting suspicious, he saw Qu Mingcong put his arm into the vent and took it out. The next second, Qu Mingcong took out a can.
"Bring it..." He Qile quickly turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone.
He didn't know where the light switch in the toilet was, and he couldn't find it after using his mobile phone for a long time. He simply stopped looking, and just stood in the dark toilet and scanned around, looking for the source of the suspicious sound, and then quickly fixed his gaze on the vent.
textured bezel.
However, with the blessing of lights, He Qile's nervousness has been relieved a lot, and he has gradually adapted to this weird crying sound.
The two walked into the corridor one after another and walked up the stairs. The metal fire door behind them also closed automatically under the action of the spring device.
He Qile: “!!!”
According to their background investigation on Qu Mingcong, Qu Mingcong has indeed been outsmarting stray cats for a long time.
He Qile: “…………”
"But this is not a cat." Qu Mingcong said again, reaching out to hold the metal fire door leading to the fourth-floor office area, and slowly opened it.
The lights on the stairs are voice-activated, so unless you can sing loudly all the time, the corridor will fall into darkness from time to time. Isn't this just for excitement?
You can obviously take the elevator up.
He Qile was speechless and could only bite the bullet and follow Qu Mingcong to the stairwell.
Qu Mingcong walked in without saying a word.
"I'm kidding, there are no ghosts in this world." Qu Mingcong smiled and turned around with He Qile -
He Qile stood nervously behind him, guessing that the voice control light was about to go out, so he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Cough, cough..."
He did the same.
When He Qile thought of Ding Na falling to her death in this room, he couldn't help but feel horrified, and his newly relieved nerves became tense again.
Although most of the rooms on the fourth floor are locked, the toilets are not.
He Qile was stunned for a moment, nodded first, and then shook his head.
He Qile's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but take a few steps, and followed Qu Mingcong closely, as if if he were just a little further away, he might be haunted by an unknown ghost.
The sound didn't come from that studio.
Qu Mingcong walked up and down, and soon he stopped in front of Ding Na's studio.
Qu Mingcong used his mobile phone to illuminate. He was very brave and took photos along the wall. He Qile was really worried that a ghost figure would suddenly appear in his photo.
"Oh, I found the switch." Qu Mingcong walked to the wall and pressed the switch, and the corridor on the fourth floor suddenly became bright.
But he soon noticed a change, that is, as the baffle of the vent was removed, the crying sound changed and became... less like crying.
Pushing open the heavy fire door, there was a squeaking sound, and the voice-activated light in the corridor came on.
He Qile looked at him hesitantly, "Then let's..."
Qu Mingcong turned around and gave him a subtle look, "I have a nickname: I am a stray cat care specialist."
Qu Mingcong said: "If you hear a woman crying in the middle of the night, don't look back, and don't complain that the crying is noisy. Otherwise, you will be targeted by the crying woman and something unexpected will happen to you."
But Qu Mingcong only stayed for a moment before moving forward again.
And the light is not very dark, because there are windows, even if the voice-activated light is turned off, a little light from the outside can shine in.
"It seems to be coming from upstairs." Qu Mingcong listened carefully and looked forward, "Go up and have a look, take the stairs."
It was pitch dark outside, except for the weird crying sounds one after another.
He Qile raised his head and looked at the toilet sign.
Cans?
He Qile blinked and found that the crying had completely disappeared.
To be precise, those strange and twisting sounds turned into pure wind sounds at this moment.
It turns out to be the wind...
After a false alarm, He Qile finally relaxed completely.
At this time, Qu Mingcong frowned and looked at the strange-shaped can in his hand, and said: "I seem to have seen this can somewhere before."