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Chapter 227 Clues Full of Wisdom

  The appearance of Principal Mei, instead of simplifying the matter, pushed the situation into an even weirder realm.

  Why did this old principal Mei appear for a moment and then disappear again quietly?

If he wanted to give some hints, shouldn't he stay here? Why did he disappear again?

 What exactly does Principal Mei want to express?

 Why did he suddenly disappear again?

Jiang Yue's mind was full of questions, and he stared at the big group photo in his hand.

 “Xiaojiang, come over and take a look.”

Beside the coffee table, Luo Chu fiddled with the Walkman on the coffee table. The Walkman actually still had some residual power, so Luo Chu turned it on.

It’s just that the sound played by the Walkman is a bit messy and no useful information can be heard. But it is definitely not normal music playback.

 It’s more like turning on the recording function accidentally and recording the details of daily life.

 Sometimes there was the sound of chairs being moved, sometimes there were a few coughs, and sometimes there was the sound of slow footsteps.

 Sounds like it should be the daily life of Mr. Mei.

In this pitch-black environment, the faint light of the torch illuminated everyone's face with great solemnity. Listening to such a strange recording, the atmosphere suddenly seemed extremely strange.

 The three of them listened intently and couldn't help but hold their breath.

 After listening to it for a while, I found that the recording was filled with daily noises. Except for the more frequent coughing, no artificial sounds could be heard at all.

 The old man is not so boring, recording such boring things, right?

Just when the three of them felt a little disappointed, a new voice came from the recording.

This time, there was a sound of the door ringing.

To be precise, the door opened suddenly. There was neither the turning of the key nor the knock on the door, and the slow and slow footsteps of old Principal Mei did not approach the door.

 But the door is indeed open!

This security door is old, and when the door is opened, there will be a squeaking sound.

The three of them looked at each other with their hearts in their throats.

Although it was just a recording, such a strange sound of opening the door made them unable to help but think about it, and all kinds of strange pictures suddenly came to their minds.

 Principal Mei's coughing sound started again. At the same time, he seemed to pick up the thermos cup, took two shallow sips, and then swallowed.

 Then, the thermos cup was put down heavily.

 Old Principal Mei sighed: "Is it finally our turn, old man?"

There was no echo from the door, as if the door was pushed open by a gust of wind.

 But there is no way there is wind in the corridor of this apartment.

 This door must have been pushed open by some force.

 Principal Mei's sigh and this sentence obviously have a dialogue goal. Unfortunately, this is only a recording after all, and does not have a video recording function.

 So who exactly he was talking to cannot be revealed in the recording yet.

In the recording, they clearly felt that Principal Mei's breathing was quickening, and a sense of near-death fear could be conveyed to Jiang Yue and the three of them through the recording.

Even, they can imagine the fear and despair that Principal Mei felt at that time.

"Old man, I'm over eighty, and it's long enough to live to this age. No matter how resentful you are, I hope I am the last one. If there are other survivors in Yinyuan Apartment, I hope you can send them a kind thought and let them go.

After all, everyone is innocent. You have committed so many murders just to vent your grievances, is it enough?"

 When he said this, Principal Mei suddenly let out a violent cough, and the recording suddenly stopped.

 Obviously, Principal Mei turned off the recording by coughing.

 Next, no matter how they debugged, they could no longer find any new clues.

 In this recording, except for the few words of Principal Mei, there is no other voice.

 But the more this happened, the more terrifying the three of them felt.

 From the beginning to the end, the person whom Old Principal Mei was talking to never made a sound.

If a normal human being wanted to kill Old Principal Mei, he would never let him talk so much nonsense, nor would he say a single word.

 When normal people walk, they will inevitably leave behind the sound of footsteps. As long as they enter the door, there will inevitably be the sound of breathing.

Jiang Yue didn’t hear any of this.

So, there is only one possibility, it is a ghost.

Although Principal Mei did not mention his name, the information revealed in this paragraph is very obvious. He is a resentful ghost with great resentment.

If there are other survivors in Yinyuan Apartment...

 This is even more obvious.

 The old man not only knew who the murderer was, he also knew what happened in Yinyuan Apartment.

The three of them could hardly imagine how tragic and horrific things happened in this apartment. What kind of despair and fear would they experience if they were trapped in this apartment and were killed one by one?

“So, after all, it’s the evil spirit transformed by Wen Yuqian that is causing trouble?” Luo Chu frowned.

Principal Mei, it’s true. Since you left this recording, why can’t you say it clearly? Is it so difficult to say the name?

 Isn’t this deliberately causing problems for people?

Just when Luo Chu mentioned the words Wen Yuqian, the door of Old Principal Mei's apartment slammed and closed without warning.

 The three of them were really frightened by the violent slamming of the door.

Jiang Yue was fearless. He was not afraid of the ghost appearing, but rather afraid that it would not appear.

As long as it is willing to come out, Jiang Yue feels it will be easy to handle.

 Speaking of toughness, Jiang Yue has never been afraid.

Mr. Ke was obviously frightened and huddled behind Luo Chu, trembling like a frightened ostrich, wanting to bury his head in the soil.

Jiang Yue sneered, reached out and grabbed the doorknob, and pushed it hard.

A black air suddenly escaped from the doorknob. Under Jiang Yue's fierce push, the security door was pushed open and hit the outer wall with a bang.

Jiang Yue sneered and stood at the door, his eyes probing around like a hawk.

The black aura on the doorknob just now was obviously a method used by ghosts to suppress the door. An ordinary person would not be able to open it with the power of mortal flesh.

That is, Jiang Yue, ignored the ghostly suppression and pushed the door open.

It's a pity that after the door was pushed open, it was pitch dark outside the corridor, but there was no clue to find out.

This ghost is really a bit unaware.

Mr. Ke breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the door being pushed open by Jiang Yue.

But when Jiang Yue turned around and saw him, his expression changed. He rushed over suddenly and knocked Mr. Ke to the ground.

  He rubbed Mr. Ke on the ground several times in a row.

Mr. Ke was caught off guard and screamed repeatedly, but he didn’t know what happened.

It wasn't until Jiang Yue stopped that Mr. Ke wailed: "What are you doing? Killing someone?"

Jiang Yue said coldly: "Don't you even know that the torch on your back was lit?"

"What?" Mr. Ke didn't believe it at all. He quickly took out the torch from his back and saw that the top of the torch was really dark, obviously it had been burned.

 When I touched the clothes on my back again, a big hole actually appeared.

That is to say, Jiang Yue discovered it quickly. If it had been ten seconds later, his whole body would have been burned.

Mr. Ke was in a daze holding the torch, his mood completely shattered.

“How could this happen? Who did this? How many ghosts are hiding in this apartment?”

Luo Chu was also a little worried. He touched the torch on his back and found that nothing had changed so far.

“Xiaojiang, come here and take a look at this...”

Luo Chu put down the walkman and now stared at the newspapers again.

 Because of the dim light, Jiang Yue just glanced at the date of the newspaper casually and did not study the content of the newspaper.

Following Luo Chu's fingers, Jiang Yue realized that there were actually several scratches on the newspaper.

 “This is the number, eighteen?”

“Does it represent the 18th floor?”

Jiang Yue looked at the number with fingernail scratches.

“There is also this 14, this is the 14th floor?”

Luo Chudao: "Could it be room 1814, or room 1418?"

There are many places with numbers in the newspaper, but these are the only two numbers with scratches. If they all represent floors, it seems a bit unreasonable.

Then one represents the floor and the other represents the room number, which is a very reasonable explanation.

 What does Principal Mei want to convey?

Is there something wrong with the room number represented by these two numbers? Or is there something wrong with the people living in it?

 “This word also has scratches, and this...”

 With the unremitting efforts of the two people, a total of more than a dozen words were found in several newspapers at the scene.

There is nothing wrong with these words individually, but together they form a sentence.

 During the Qingming Festival, the gates of hell open, people turn into ghosts, and ghosts turn into people...

These dozen words, when combined together, make perfect sense and fit very well with the scene of this apartment.

 This is definitely what Principal Mei is expressing.

And Principal Mei must have expressed it in a subtle way under supervision.

 Otherwise, he could have used a pen or expressed in other ways.

 The reason why he was so hidden must be because he had to take measures as a last resort when he was being targeted.

Jiang Yue never imagined that a small earphone death curse case would involve such a big disaster.

No one could have imagined that this Yinyuan Apartment would turn into a hell on earth.

 Humans turn into ghosts, ghosts turn into people.

 This statement obviously implies many things.

In other words, Yinyuan Apartment may continue to communicate with the outside world during the day, and the ghosts here will still transform into humans, contact and deal with the outside world.

 Otherwise, the murder in this apartment building has been happening for so long, and it is impossible for the outside world to know anything about it.

 Even if the entire apartment is blocked, people in the apartment will always have relatives and friends, and there will always be various connections.

 Once the outside world cannot contact the people here, the police will inevitably be called and external forces will intervene.

 The reason why the tragedy in Yinyuan Apartment has not spread yet is because this sentence reminds us that people turn into ghosts and ghosts turn into people!

 These six words reveal the truth.

Jiang Yue put the big group photo of Principal Mei on his body and said, "Let's go to 1814 and 1418. There is no reason why Principal Mei left these clues."

 The old principal is an old principal after all. Although he is old and frail, his wisdom is still superior to others. It is really unusual to be able to convey so much useful information under the surveillance of ghosts.

If it wasn't for Luo's heart, if it wasn't for Luo's professional instinct, it would be that Jiang Yue would not find that this newspaper would still hide this many mysteries.

   Hearing their tone, Mr. Ke actually wanted to go to another room. He almost went crazy for a while.

"I said, can you please calm down? How about we leave here first? Early tomorrow morning, you will lead a large army to surround this place. Are you afraid that you can't find the murderer or the problem? Do you have to fight here at night?

?You are gambling with your lives."

Ke always doesn’t want to participate at all. If he had a choice, he would definitely choose to leave alone.

Luo Chu patted Mr. Ke on the shoulder: "You are too naive. With so many things happening in this apartment, do you still think the other party will let us leave easily?"

 “How will you know if you don’t try?” Mr. Ke was still unconvinced.

Jiang Yue suddenly said: "Mr. Ke, I was surprised before. It's so easy for the ghost here to kill you. Why hasn't it done anything yet?"

 “Why?” Mr. Ke asked a little unsurely.

"I guess the ghosts have also noticed that you are a pig teammate. Whether or not the pig teammates are killed or not does not mean much to the ghosts. Keeping you will only hold us back, make bad ideas, and disrupt our position."

Maybe our pig teammates will provide amazing assists to the opponent."

Mr. Ke's face suddenly became very ugly. He glanced at Luo Chu for help, hoping that Luo Chu would say something to uphold justice.

Luo Chu sighed: "I think what Xiao Jiang said makes sense."

Mr. Ke suddenly became anxious: "I came with you kindly and showed you the way, but I became a pig teammate? Do you still have any conscience?"

“You came not because you are enthusiastic, but because you are afraid of death. If you don’t come, you know very well that you will not escape your bad luck.” Jiang Yue also discovered that he really couldn’t be polite to this guy.

You are so polite, and he really considers it a blessing.

This guy has to beat, he is a kind of person who can be coaxed or beaten away.

If you allow this guy to make a fuss, he might really hold him back. Even if Jiang Yue has an aura of immunity from all evil and a magic talisman to ward off evil, who knows how many murderous intentions are hidden in this apartment?

On the surface, it seems to be a ghost.

However, there are too many clues before and after this incident. Jiang Yue still instinctively felt that the whole incident may be connected with many unknown clues. In addition to ghosts, there may be more factors.

That large group photo at the party, although it did not provide direct clues, provided Jiang Yue with a lot of room for imagination.

"Lao Ke, believe me, if you want to get out alive, you really have to trust us. We also want to leave. Some things are not what you want, you can definitely do whatever you want." Luo Chu advised.

"If you can't accept it and still want to make a fuss, just act alone." Luo Chu added coldly.

Mr. Ke was dumbfounded and said in despair: "Anyway, we are already on the pirate ship. My arms can't hold my thighs. It's up to you to arrange whatever you want."

Jiang Yue was about to speak when suddenly the newspapers on the coffee table floated up for no apparent reason without any external force.

Several newspapers soared to a certain height, and suddenly a plume of green smoke rose up, and bursts of green flames burned the newspapers.

This green smoke rises extremely strangely, rising slowly and slowly forming an ethereal human shape.

This human figure is becoming more and more real and clear. It is clearly a human figure in a death struggle.

This man covered his neck with his hands and kicked his feet vigorously, looking extremely desperate.

 It seemed as if it had been lifted into the air by some force and hung alive in the air!

These humanoid figures are each stooped and short. Looking at their stature, they are clearly the old principal Mei?

 Is this how Principal Mei died?


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