Knowing the way to get out of trouble, Chen Ge calmed down.
"This door keeps getting closer to the boy. When someone in red clothes appears, it will make a sound to remind him. No matter how you look at it, this door does not mean any harm to Jiang Ming."
Chen Ge touched his chin: "There is clearly something inside the door that wants to come out, but I entered the world behind the door and didn't find that thing. Is he hiding it?"
The things inside the door didn't want to harm Jiang Ming, so they couldn't be those malicious monsters.
"Maybe Jiang Ming's lost hearing is here."
Chen Ge still remembered the mission information on the black mobile phone: "The mission of the underworld fetus is a hide-and-seek game that risks life and death. Will I find something hidden by the underworld fetus after I enter the door this time? Could this be me?
The first showdown with the underworld fetus."
Chen Ge felt it was very possible. He took out his black mobile phone and was about to confirm the mission again when footsteps suddenly came from the corridor on the second floor.
Very light footsteps, like a child walking on tiptoe. If Chen Ge didn't have ghost ears, he would not be able to hear them.
"Has anyone passed by?" The moment this thought came to his mind, Chen Ge suddenly opened his eyes wide: "No! Those monsters formed based on memories behind the door don't make sounds. I just did the experiment!"
Being deaf in both ears, Jiang Ming cannot hear the sounds of the world, but he can hear the sounds of his own heart.
The world behind the door is woven based on his memories. Apart from outsiders, the only person who can make a sound here is Jiang Ming himself!
When I opened the toilet cubicle door, there was no one in the toilet.
Chen Ge walked out of the toilet carrying a skull-crushing hammer and a backpack. He saw several children standing in the aisle.
The clothes those children wore were much cleaner than those worn by the neighbors. They held various toys and seemed to be playing games.
"Is Jiang Ming among them?" Chen Ge slowly approached with a skull-crushing hammer. Before he could get there, the children spotted Chen Ge.
These children look bright, their clothes are beautiful, and they are clean, but their appearance is hard to describe.
Their eyes are extremely big and their mouths are split to both sides, as if they are making faces all the time.
The leader of the children pointed at Chen Ge and then pulled his ears. The children around him all looked at him and laughed.
From Chen Ge's perspective, there was no sound around him. He couldn't hear the laughter of the children, and could only see their hateful expressions.
"Those guys were laughing at me."
His pupils slowly narrowed, and Chen Ge observed carefully. Through the opening and closing of their lips, he roughly figured out what the children were saying.
The children think Chen Ge is stupid, think he is different from normal people, and think whoever plays with him will lose their hearing.
"It seems that Jiang Ming is not among them. It is impossible for a deaf-mute to laugh along with them after hearing such a 'joke'." Chen Ge raised the skull-crushing hammer, but he did not take action: "Get angry with the child.
It's boring, wait until I leave the door, teach them how to behave in reality, and let them apologize to Jiang Ming."
Those neighbors were unconscious and unable to communicate. A very important reason was that Jiang Ming was just a child and had very little contact with adults, but it was different with his peers.
Jiang Ming clearly remembered the ridicule and sarcasm of these children. They should often play together. Chen Ge felt that he might be able to find clues about Jiang Ming from these children.
He squatted down and gestured with his hands laboriously, trying to communicate with other children without making a sound.
Chen Ge himself didn't want to be in such trouble, but as soon as he made a sound, the drunk man would chase after him. It was better to do less than to do more, so Chen Ge had no choice but to do this.
After gesticulating for a long time, the group of children did not reveal any information to Chen Ge. They seemed to only get satisfaction from ridiculing and humiliating him.
When Chen Ge was about to give up, a child suggested playing a game, and Chen Ge expressed that he also wanted to participate.
The kid at the head "kindly" gave Chen Ge a sign. They wanted to play hide-and-seek and use rock, paper, scissors to determine who would catch the person.
In the end, all the children produced cloth, and only Chen Ge produced stone.
This group of children obviously colluded to play tricks on Chen Ge. They fled and began to hide, leaving Chen Ge alone in the corridor on the second floor.
"A bunch of little brats, wait until I catch you and kill you all..."
Chen Ge muttered unconsciously, and he realized something was wrong halfway through. He looked around, but luckily no monster appeared.
"I'm used to talking, but it's a bit uncomfortable to be quiet all of a sudden." Lifting up his backpack, Chen Ge was about to walk forward when he suddenly heard a noise in his ears, as if someone accidentally touched a chair.
The direction that the sound came from happened to be where Chen Ge heard the footsteps before.
"Jiang Ming?"
Chen Ge slowly walked towards the end of the corridor and found that the door of a rental house was unlocked.
Gently pushing the door open, there were a lot of Hanjiang's unique water-embroidered silks and satins in the room. There are very few people who can do water-embroidery nowadays. Chen Ge didn't expect to see it here.
On the table were colorful pieces of cloth, several types of embroidery needles of different lengths, and silk threads of different colors.
The entire apartment building is dark in color, only this room looks warm and bright.
"The bamboo chair is not beside the table. Someone seemed to have touched it just now." Chen Ge closed the door of the rental house and looked around.
The hut is not big, and the person who lives here must be an old man, because there is a pair of reading glasses thrown in the sewing frame, and there is a cane next to the bed.
The table is placed in the middle of the house, with two bamboo chairs next to it. It is estimated that two people usually work here.
There is a black-and-white photo of an old man beside the bed in the bedroom, with a line of words written under the photo frame expressing condolences for his late husband.
"The owner of the rental house should be an old lady. This is where she lives and works." Chen Ge walked around the rental house and did not see the owner: "This room is brightly colored.
It is completely different from other rental houses. It should be a very special place for Jiang Ming, and he feels warm here."
The owner of the house in Jiang Ming's memory must have been very kind to him, but the problem was that the owner was not in the rental house at this time.
Chen Ge didn't want to give up. When he searched for the second time, he heard a noise coming from the bedroom closet.
Approaching quietly, Chen Ge suddenly opened the wardrobe.
A faint musty smell drifted into the tip of his nose, and Chen Ge saw a four or five-year-old child hiding in the closet.
This child timidly hid in the corner of the closet. Unlike other people in the world behind the door, his facial features and body were completely normal, without any distortion.
"Jiang Ming?" Chen Ge asked in a low voice.
Hearing Chen Ge's voice, the boy had an incredible expression on his face. In the silent world, someone suddenly said his name!
After a short pause, Jiang Ming finally came to his senses and nodded vigorously!
"This child was not born deaf. He has the image of sound in his mind, but why is he like this?" Chen Ge squatted next to the closet and carefully looked at the little boy in front of him.