Chapter 2 The Wedge: The Secret of the Invasion of the Dumb
"Lu An, I was wrong, can you forgive me? I promise there will be no next time." This was the 40th WeChat message Xiaonan sent me. I thought about it, turned off the phone, and then pulled out the sim.
Come out and throw it into the trash can next to it.
After throwing away my mobile phone SIM, I suddenly felt like I was reborn. I suddenly missed my childhood life. There were no mobile phones, no games, and no Internet. Everyone communicated face to face. I laughed when I was happy and cried when I was sad. Maybe this is what happened.
Real life. Perhaps it is precisely because of the lack of reality now that the few novels I have written so far have all failed, making my anxiety disorder more and more serious. In addition, my girlfriend Xiaonan was caught cheating on her, and I caught her cheating on her.
My current mentality suddenly exploded and I completely fell into the abyss.
My name is Lu An, a suspense novelist who makes a living by writing. Our job is very simple and we can work with a computer. As a suspense novelist, we always need some special inspiration to fill our stories.
Otherwise it will be eliminated soon.
Feeling sad, I took a bus and walked aimlessly to the terminal, then got off the bus. Then I followed the people who got off the bus and walked forward for a while. Only when there was no one around me did I realize that I
I arrived in a strange place. There was no network on my mobile phone, the surroundings were desolate, and it was getting dark soon. I felt like crying without tears. I could only walk back based on my feelings. Soon, I saw a building.
There is nothing around, standing alone in front, like a twilight old man, exuding a ghostly atmosphere.
Is this a lonely building?
I remembered a place that a friend mentioned before. It is said that there is a very special building in the suburbs of this city. It is ten minutes walk from the terminal of suburban bus No. 23. Its location is even greater than the crematorium.
It is so remote that many people call it a ghost building. It is said that the people living there are migrant workers with weird personalities and low incomes.
For me, a writer of suspense novels, this word "Gulou" is simply full of imagination. I hesitated for a few seconds and quickly came to the door of Gulou.
Bang bang bang, I knocked on the door.
Soon, the door opened a crack, and an old man poked his head out, looking at me suspiciously, "Who are you looking for?"
"I, I'm lost, and my phone is out of charge. Can you help me use the Internet?" I said to the old man.
"There is no Internet here." The old man shook his head.
"As long as you have a mobile phone, I will pay. As long as you have a mobile phone." I said hurriedly, fearing that the old man would disagree.
"That won't work either, you'd better go." The old man waved his hand.
"No, no, I, I rent a house." I suddenly saw a sign for rent hanging on the wall next to me, so I blurted out.
"Aren't you lost? Why are you renting a house again?" the old man asked.
"I was going to rent a house, but my cell phone battery ran out. Isn't there a house for rent here? I just need it." I pointed to the rental sign.
"Okay then, come with me." The old man nodded and opened the door.
What I didn't expect was that the old man turned out to be a security guard, and he lived in the security room outside the lonely building. The real lonely building still had to go a while, but it was not far.
"Go there by yourself, the house on the left on the first floor is where the landlord lives." The old man said.
"What's your name?" I asked casually.
"My name is Lao Geng," the old man said.
According to Lao Geng's words, I came to the door of the room on the left side of the first floor of the solitary building, and then knocked on the door.
The door opened, and a woman walked out. She was about fifty years old, with a kind smile, but her dress was a bit too fancy, and she also sprayed heavy, low-quality perfume.
"I want to rent a house. There are only room 205 now. It's 300 a month, water and electricity are all included. This price is very low." The woman smiled and leaned forward. The pungent smell of perfume made me cry.
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"My mobile phone is out of charge. Can I use the Internet? The mobile network is also available. I will transfer money to you." I covered my nose and said.
"I don't know much about the network you mentioned. You can just pay tomorrow. It's a bit late today. Please clean up first and go to bed early." The landlord said with a smile.
"Okay, thank you then." Indeed, it is a bit troublesome for me to pay her with my mobile phone now.
"Upstairs, room 205, here is the key, and there is a hot water kettle. You young people really rent a house without bringing anything, just a bag." The landlord took a hot water kettle from the room and put it on his back.
The key was handed to me.
"Thank you." I said gratefully as I took the key and the kettle.
"The rooms here are all occupied. There are some broken furniture and other sundries placed in the attic on the fourth floor. Just don't go up there. As for the residents and neighbors here, they usually don't talk much. Some have weird personalities. If there is anything
Remember to tell me about the matter, and I will help you communicate and handle it." The landlord leaned forward and whispered.
"Understood." I nodded, then turned and went upstairs.
There are three rooms on the second floor. When I opened room 205, I took a look. The room was not big and there was nothing. There was a single bed, a table and a chair. Other than that, there was nothing else. Toilet and washing.
The place is at the end of the corridor. The structure of this house is still the architectural style of the earlier period. Due to problems with pipes and sewerage, there is no way to improve it. Unless it is demolished and redesigned, it will be difficult to change.
I took the computer out of my bag and sat on the bed. Although the bed was covered with a mattress, it exuded an indescribable smell. I don’t know how long it had been on the mattress. I patted it hard and dust flew everywhere. I lifted it.
I opened the sheets and wanted to shake them, but unexpectedly my phone was thrown under the bed.
In desperation, I had to get under the bed to get my phone. I found a diary stuck on the bed board, so I took the diary out.
It was like a Pandora's box. The moment I opened it, I was attracted by the contents inside. Because the recorder of the diary turned out to be the previous resident who lived in room 205. His name was Ding Yang. I saw
The first page he wrote made him feel cold all over and his back was numb. The first page he wrote was about a girl who lived in room 203 opposite. She was a mute and her name was Wu Ruolan. Ding Yang discovered that the girl who lived in room 204
Gangster Zheng Shihao often forced him to go to 203 to sexually assault Wu Ruolan, and Wu Ruolan did not dare to resist, which made Ding Yang very angry. However, given Zheng Shihao's physique and occupation, he could only write it in his diary.
"Actually, I thought about calling the police, but it seems that people here are very disgusted with the police. Even Zhou Zijie, a resident in 305 upstairs, said that if I call the police, I will be kicked out of here."
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. I was startled and sat up from the ground.
There was a loud knock on the door. I looked carefully and realized that it was not my door that was knocking, but someone knocking on the door opposite.
Wu Ruolan, a mute girl from 203, lived across the street. Thinking of seeing Ding Yang's diary just now, I suddenly thought of something, so I immediately walked to the door, gently opened it a crack, and looked out.
There was a shirtless man standing outside the door with some tattoos on his arms. He was tapping the room 203 opposite.
"Open the door. If you don't open it, I'm going to break down the door. Do you want others to know?" The man knocked on the door and shouted in a low voice.
Perhaps hearing a man's voice, the person inside opened the door, and it was a thin and frail girl who looked at the man outside in horror.
The man hugged the girl and said with a smile, "Isn't that right?"
The girl pushed the man painfully, but to no avail.
It seems that Ding Yang's diary is true. This man is Zheng Shihao from 204. He did forcibly assault Wu Ruolan, but why didn't Wu Ruolan call the police? Is it just because of the mute problem?
My sense of justice suddenly aroused, I opened the door and wanted to rush over, kick it open, beat Zheng Shihao, and rescue Wu Ruolan. However, at the critical moment, I gave up. After all, my physique is not that bad compared to Zheng Shihao.
With a half-cut head and a small gangster, I guess I am no match for him. In the end, I closed the door silently and returned to the room.
Although I have shut the door on the matter, I can imagine Wu Ruolan's pain at this moment. Although this is not the first time he has been violated by Zheng Shihao, she must also hope that someone can stand up and help her. I feel guilty for my cowardice.
Responsible, he picked up Ding Yang's diary again and flipped through it. It turned out that the matter was not that simple. When Ding Yang saw Zheng Shihao assaulting Wu Ruolan for the second time, although he was afraid, he rushed over, but he did not
Thinking that instead of being grateful for his appearance, Wu Ruolan and Zheng Shihao kicked him out of the room.
"Wu Ruolan's reaction made me think that I might be meddling. After all, this is a monster building and everyone is a monster. And I found that Wu Ruolan is not that simple. She seems to sneak out at night within a few days...
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These few sentences in Ding Yang's diary suddenly made me particularly interested in this mute girl Wu Ruolan. It was like the inspiration for a story suddenly appeared. I couldn't help but wonder what secret this mute girl Wu Ruolan had?