"Are you sure you want to take her with you? If the owners see this, it might scare them." Brother Hua had already said it tactfully. His real thought was that if you run around with this thing, you are not afraid of putting the whole thing in danger.
Are the buildings in chaos?
"It's okay, I will try my best not to let the owners find out." Han Fei had already folded the red skirt: "I'll just cover it like this."
"Then you really think about the owners." Brother Hua showed a helpless smile on his face: "Did the master who trained you not teach you well?"
"He has disappeared and I am looking for him too."
"That's okay."
Brother Hua subconsciously walked to the other side of Han Fei and stayed away from the red skirt: "You have to take it carefully and don't put it in an occupied room."
"Don't worry, I have worked in a community before, and I have become friends with many owners. They all think I am a very nice person." Han Fei was telling the truth, and he quickly became the building manager.
"You are a very nice person, but your ideas are unique." Brother Hua patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "Anyway, the three of us have to shoulder the responsibility. Weird things happen frequently in the community, and the owners who live here are also very scared.
, we have to try our best to give them a sense of security. Remember, we patrol every night not to find out the truth, but to tell the owners that there are still three of us in this building."
"Okay." Han Fei nodded repeatedly. He respected ordinary people like Brother Hua, but he was curious about what kind of memories the butterflies instilled in them, and where were the butterfly patterns on their bodies hidden?
"Pack your things and get ready to go. I hope you can spend tonight safely." Brother Hua looked at the inspection list, then moved the cabinets containing various security items. Behind it was a clay statue of Guan Gong.
After bowing three times to the statue of Guan Gong, Brother Hua rearranged the cabinets and strode out of the room.
"It's been a long time since midnight. Today happens to be April 4th. I always feel that something will happen in the building. You two had better not stay too far away from me. Don't just run away if you encounter any danger." Hua Ge said.
He has gained the appearance of a senior and his voice has become more steady.
"Brother Hua, you are wearing a watch, can you tell me what time it is?" Han Fei realized one thing. In reality, it is not April 4th. The security guard's memory is probably fixed on April 4th.
On this day, if Han Fei had not appeared, this would have been the last night of their lives.
"It's three twenty-seven in the morning, why are you asking?"
"Any place with the number four in this building seems unlucky. Today happens to be April 4th again. I feel that 4:44:4 today will be particularly scary." Han Fei said the two in one sentence.
All the security guards said that they were so upset.
"Then let's try to be back before four o'clock." Brother Hua waved his hand and asked the injured Xiao Fang and Han Fei to walk behind. He held a bright flashlight to clear the way in front.
It could be seen that he was also very scared. He turned his head slightly before walking very far, as if he was looking out of the corner of his eye to see if Han Fei and Xiao Fang were still behind him.
Perhaps in order to relieve the terrifying and depressing atmosphere, Brother Hua coughed dryly and began to impart "experience" to Han Fei and Xiao Fang: "You two are newcomers, so I will take you together today. Our night shift security guards patrol four times every night.
At eight o'clock in the evening, midnight, three o'clock in the morning, and eight o'clock in the morning, each patrol should start from the corridor on the left, go to the 24th floor first, then go down the stairs on the right and go to the first floor. If you want to give the takeaway ghost to the red skirt
, we will just wait until that time and drop by, hoping that our luck will be a little better.
Brother Hua didn't know if running into a ghost was good luck. He had an innate resistance to the delivery ghost, as if something had happened to him before.
"No matter what, patrols must continue normally. We must check the fire protection facilities on each floor, dead ends of the stairs, and whether the monitoring is normal..."
The three security guards were all worried about the arrival at four in the morning, so they tacitly understood and walked away very quickly.
Han Fei also figured out why Brother Hua and Xiao Fang insisted on patrolling. It was not only because of their inner professional mission, but also because if they did not show up in the surveillance on time, they would be punished the next day.
Working as a security guard in a haunted neighborhood can earn you a very high income, but correspondingly, if you don't follow the rules, the penalties are also very severe.
Xiao Fang did not elaborate on what the punishment would be. He just instinctively felt that it would be better to go on patrol.
The three of them quickly entered the corridor and arrived at the fifth floor.
The voice-activated lights turned on, and the depressing feeling disappeared. Only odd floors in the dead building had lights, and the coldness seemed to be dissipated wherever there were lights.
"How about we stay here a little longer?"
The three of them had no more communication and all consciously slowed down. Sometimes people's tacit understanding is so simple.
After groaning for a while, Brother Hua turned on his flashlight and prepared to go to the sixth floor.
Patrolling a haunted residential building at 3:30 in the morning is a very scary thing. If something goes wrong again, once you start thinking wildly, you will be scared out of your mind.
There are no voice-activated lights installed on the even-numbered floors of the dead building, and the sixth floor is also dark, as if no one lives there.
After Han Fei and Xiao Fang arrived at the sixth floor, they were eager to go to the seventh floor, but Brother Hua stopped and said, "Wait a moment, there is a divorced mother living on the sixth floor. Her son has the habit of sleepwalking.
I like to find the key to open the door in the middle of the night, and then squat in the corner of the corridor."
"Looking for the key to open the door?"
"Yes, no matter where the mother hid the key, her son could always find it. The mother felt very strange. She locked the key in the safe and checked the surveillance camera the next day. She could still see it.
Her son took the key and left her house in the middle of the night." Brother Hua's voice was very low, holding a flashlight and moving little by little: "Then the mother asked us to help check on her children every time she went on inspections.
"
Although Brother Hua was not very courageous, he was quite responsible. He pushed open the safety door on the sixth floor and looked inside. There was nothing in the dark floor.
"It seems that the child did not sleepwalk today." Brother Hua just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the sound of marbles rolling on the floor from the corridor.
The three of them huddled together, looking for the sound, and saw a pale-skinned child squatting behind the security door.
He was only five or six years old. His eyes were open, his expression was a little dull, and he kept repeating something. He pushed the marble behind the door, and then the marble rolled back on its own, as if someone was playing with him.
Same as the game.
Xiao Fang was startled by this child. When he was about to teach this strange child a lesson, Brother Hua stopped him.
"Sleepwalking children cannot be woken up directly. The older generation said that this will cause the soul to lose their soul."
It seemed that this was not the first time that Brother Hua had done something like this. He was very experienced and squatted directly behind the child and gently picked him up.
"I'll send this child to her mother."
When Brother Hua passed Han Fei with the child in his arms, Han Fei vaguely heard the words that the child kept muttering - if you look back, you will die, if you look back, you will die, if you look back, you will die!
With his neck numb, Han Fei unconsciously glanced back. He found a hand behind the safety door where the child was squatting just now, grabbing the marble and hiding it.
"Is anyone playing with him?"
Han Fei took a deep breath. He looked back just now. He was fine and still alive.
Knowing that looking back was not the condition for his own death, Han Fei looked back crazily several times: "I don't know if my death curse has been triggered. If it has been triggered, what will my death curse be?"
The door of room 1064 was ajar. Brother Hua did not enter the room, but knocked on the door outside.
Not long after, a woman with long black hair walked to the door. She thanked Brother Hua repeatedly and then took the child back to the room.
After closing the door, Brother Hua seemed to be in a good mood, and even some of the fear in his heart had dissipated: "People, just do more good deeds, so that your mentality will get better."
He and Xiao Fang were about to go to the seventh floor. When they walked out of the corridor, Han Fei looked back. He was surprised to find a child standing behind the safety door!
The child looked exactly like the child before, except that his skin was paler.
He held the marble in his hand and stared at Brother Hua.
"Is that woman's child that was just carried into the house? If not, what is it that Brother Hua carries into room 1064 every night? Where did the woman's child go?"
His scalp was numb, and when Han Fei looked back again, the child was gone.
"Every floor of this dead building is dangerous. It's really difficult to survive tonight."