Several people closed their eyes tightly, but their ears were raised high.
They huddled together and heard the sound of Gu Mian lifting up the bed board alone.
Since this is a single bed, it's not difficult to open.
Gu Mian paused for a while after lifting the bed board, and then put the bed down again after several seconds.
Then the three of them heard Gu Mian's voice: "You can open your eyes."
They slowly opened their eyes. Qing Huan squinted his eyes a little first, and then opened his eyes with relief when he saw that the bed had been returned to its original position.
Yu Wenhao said hesitantly: "How is it?"
Gu Mian touched his chin and paused for several seconds before speaking: "The deceased is currently in a very stable mood."
Hearing this, several people took several steps back with ugly expressions.
Qing Huan asked: "Lin Yue'er...is she really down there?"
Gu Mian nodded: "Yes, they were dragged in by force. Because the space underneath was too small, a layer of skin peeled off. After being dragged in, it seemed that they were still alive for a while. There were traces of scratches by nails on the bottom of the bed. No ghosts were seen.
, do you want to confirm?"
The three of them trembled in fear: "No!"
If they can't be saved, there's no need for them to stay here any longer.
When Yu Wen came out of Lin Yue'er's apartment, several people's faces were pale.
Now they haven't even finished the second day, and one of them has died. There are still more than eight days that they need to finish.
After finally finishing everything, we returned to the hotel, but they couldn't sleep anymore.
Huang Yu was sitting on the sofa dejectedly: "What should we do with the remaining eight days?"
Although he did not witness Lin Yue'er's death with his own eyes, he could somewhat imagine it. Huang Yu's scalp went numb when he thought that his own death method might be even more horrific than Lin Yue'er's.
Yu Wenhao sat next to him and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged. Finding the source of the curse may bring about a change. We won't be too far away from the source."
Huang Yu raised his head: "But those ghosts have been approaching us... Lin Yue'er died today, and someone may die tomorrow... Can I really survive..."
Yu Wenhao was speechless for a moment, and obviously didn't know how to answer Huang Yu's words. He was silent for a while before speaking: "Go to sleep first, and we will talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow."
There is nothing else to do now except sleep.
Huang Yu agreed, but there was still a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere around him.
They had been working on it for several hours tonight, and it was already three forty-five in the morning.
Gu Mian didn't care how gloomy others were. He lay on the bed and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the sun had already reached the sky. He turned to look at the clock in the living room. It was already seven o'clock.
Several people in the living room were getting up gropingly. Gu Mian specifically counted the number of people, and there were many.
It's just that everyone's expressions are not normal, especially Yu Wenhao's.
He slept next to the door of another bedroom last night, but this morning he had moved to the middle of the living room, and the bedroom door was closed by him.
Qing Huan looked at Yu Wenhao, who looked abnormal: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
During the night watch, he watched Yu Wenhao tossing and turning as if he couldn't sleep. After a while, he got up again to close the bedroom door, and finally moved the bedding to the middle of the living room.
In fact, Qing Huan himself was quite uncomfortable, after all, he hadn't had a good night's sleep in two days, but Yu Wenhao's current situation seemed to be a little worse than him.
Yu Wenhao nodded with pale lips: "I feel a little uncomfortable..."
"I felt something was wrong after I came back and lay down in the early morning. My back was to the door of the bedroom, and I always felt like something was staring at me in the bedroom..."
"Later I turned over and slept facing the door...and I always felt like there was something sticking in front of me...as if I could see it as soon as I opened my eyes."
"I couldn't stand it anymore, so I closed the door...and moved to the middle to sleep..."
"But even if I close the door and move to the middle, I always feel like something is staring at my back as soon as I close my eyes, so I sleep with my head up..."
"I slept with my head up... After closing my eyes, I felt something on the ceiling facing me again. Until this morning, I felt that the feeling of something staring at me seemed to be stronger..."
Because the ghost is getting closer.
Qing Huan took a breath: "Let's act quickly. It's best to investigate the source of the curse before tonight."
The ghost has been approaching them, everyone knows this, so they don't waste time and get up early in the morning and go out in a hurry.
When they went out, the hotel owner gave them a strange look, probably because he was wondering why there was a woman missing.
Lin Yue'er's body was left under the bed by Gu Mian to avoid trouble. After all, there were law enforcement police in the dungeon.
Gu Mian found a local map in the hotel. The location of Mingliang Plastics Factory was marked on it, which was not far from here.
The few people followed the map and soon saw the small factory.
There is a huge iron gate in front of the plastic factory, and you can see inside from the outside.
At this time, several circles of iron ropes were tied to the door, probably to prevent anyone from running out and deserting during work.
There is a small room next to the iron gate, which looks like a security booth. Of course, the security booths in this era are not that high-end.
This is just a small dilapidated house with a large window facing the factory gate. At a glance, you can see an old man sitting at the table and taking a nap.
Qing Huan quickly came to the door and shook the gate: "Uncle!"
The old man who was dozing off was woken up by his voice. He raised his head and looked this way. He relaxed after seeing a few people clearly. He was probably afraid that the leader would see him deserting.
The uncle stood up holding on to the table and walked to the door of the security booth: "Who are you?"
Gu Mian looked at Yu Wenhao next to him: "Didn't you guys come here yesterday? Why doesn't he recognize you?"
Yu Wenhao shook his head slightly: "The man who guarded the door yesterday was not this uncle. The one who looked after him was much younger than him."
Mingliang Plastics Factory is not big, and there are only seventy or eighty employees inside. Everyone should know each other, but Gu Mian and the others look unfamiliar at first glance.
Qing Huan scratched his head: "We are here to investigate the matter."
"Investigating something." After hearing this, the uncle hesitated and walked to the gate: "What are you investigating? No one in our factory has done anything bad."
The tone was quite suspicious that they were police officers.
"No," Qing Huan explained: "We are here to investigate two people. One is Zhao Wen and the other is Zhou Guanglei. You should know them, right?"
Both of them were employees of this plastic factory. They both died two years ago, and both were killed by knockers.
Gu Mian suspected that the two of them had caused something together two years ago to be haunted by the knocker.
After hearing the names of the two people, the uncle's face became strange: "I know them. They died a long time ago. They disappeared two years ago."
Qing Huan nodded quickly: "Yes, I know, we are here to investigate their affairs."
The uncle's expression became even weirder when he heard this: "Then you have asked the right person. I am an old employee in this factory. I know best what happened a few years ago. There are a lot of things that others don't know.