Wen Qing looked at the two people in the room, and she felt very dizzy.
In such a weird and terrifying place, neither Chen Ge nor Uncle Huang behaved abnormally. She didn't know whether it was because she had never seen the market before and was making too much of a fuss, or whether the two people's cognitive level had completely exceeded the scope of normal people.
After hesitating for a long time, Wen Qing finally walked into the house. She did not dare to sit down, but stood behind Chen Ge.
Uncle Huang sat slumped on the sofa. He didn't seem to care about Chen Ge at all. He slowly closed his eyes. His body seemed to have grown together with the sofa, growing together in a real sense.
No one disturbed him, so Chen Ge took advantage of this rare opportunity to look around.
The architectural layout of this room is different from other rooms. It is much smaller than a normal room. The kitchen and bathroom are together, and there is only one bedroom and living room.
"Compared with Wen Qing's house, this room has one less bedroom and kitchen area."
Chen Ge suspected that the source of the stench was from the missing room. He sat on the sofa for a while, during which he also took the time to study the bloodshot stains on the sofa.
Strangely enough, when Chen Ge sat on the sofa, those blood threads were just decorations, but when Uncle Huang sat on the sofa, those blood threads came to life like little snakes, on the stained sofa leather.
It's crawling and looks very scary.
"The blood streaks hidden under the stains in the house can identify Uncle Huang. They only show another look in front of Uncle Huang."
Chen Ge didn't quite understand the relationship between Bloodshot and Uncle Huang. He wanted to try to ask Uncle Huang, but Uncle Huang seemed to be asleep. The wrinkles on his face were tightly knitted together. He didn't say a word, and his body was deep.
Stuck in the sofa.
"Chen Ge, Uncle Huang probably won't be able to help us like this." Wen Qing was a little frustrated. She had great hopes for Uncle Huang before she came. Unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"You told me before that the house that Uncle Huang lives in was rented to him by his boss, right?"
"Hmm, what's up?"
"Then who moved to this community first, you or him?" Chen Ge asked the next question.
"When Xiang Nuan and I moved here, Uncle Huang had been living here for a while. His boss was also very kind. Knowing that Uncle Huang had nowhere to go, he rented the house to him at a very low price."
"Uncle Huang was injured at work. Do you know how much money his boss paid him?"
"I'm not sure about this. After all, it's Uncle Huang's private matter." Wen Qing didn't understand why Chen Ge asked.
"So among the rooms, only the layout of this room is different from the other rooms. It lacks the area of a kitchen and a bedroom..." Chen Ge walked around the room, sliding his hand on the wall, and finally stopped at the room next to the master bedroom.
Next to the wall: "According to the architectural layout of your home, there should be a door here leading to another bedroom."
He touched the wall with his fingertips, and there were some black and red stains left in his nails: "The surface was painted with a layer of white paint, but inside it was all filled with this black and red dirt."
The main reason why Chen Ge was able to find this place was because of the stench, which seemed to be something only he could smell.
From the moment he entered Uncle Huang's room, he had been looking for the source of the stench, but could not find it. After careful identification, he came to the place where the stench was strongest.
"The stench is seeping in from the wall."
Chen Ge looked back and saw that Uncle Huang was still huddled on the sofa. It seemed that no matter what he did, Uncle Huang would not wake up.
"There is a hidden room here, and the stench in the uncle's room originated from here." His fingers kept licking, and the wall was moist and soft. There were no bricks or cement in the wall, but there was that black and red unknown substance.
Half of Chen Ge's fingers had already sunk into the wall, and the touch from his fingertips gradually changed, as if he had touched the thin wall of a blood vessel.
Withdrawing his fingers, Chen Ge used his Yin Pupil to look into the small hole.
Inside the wall were intricate things that looked like blood vessels, and between the gaps in those "blood vessels", Chen Ge also saw an eye.
"Is that a corpse on the other side of the wall?" Chen Ge opened his backpack and silently took out the skull-crushing hammer.
"What do you want to do?!"
"Smash it through."
"We have only been in for less than five minutes, and the owner of the house is still sleeping."
"So now is the perfect time to do it."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Wen Qing felt that Chen Ge was too irrational. This would definitely offend Uncle Huang and create an enemy for no reason.
While the two were talking, Uncle Huang, who was stuck in the sofa, seemed to have regained some strength. He turned around with great effort and looked: "Aren't you leaving yet?"
Seeing that Uncle Huang had woken up, Chen Ge stuffed the skull-crushing hammer into his backpack without leaving any trace: "Uncle, are you renting this house?"
"Well, the owner of the house doesn't live here. I stay here to help them look after the house. It just gives me a place to stay." Uncle Huang's tone of voice has not changed at all from before. He seems to be there no matter what happens.
The way I speak is always the same and never changes.
"I understand." Chen Ge nodded.
"If nothing happens, I won't leave you here. I want to go to the bedroom to rest." Uncle Huang stood up slowly. All the blood vessels on the sofa returned to normal, and all the strange things seemed as if they had never happened.
With his body trembling, Uncle Huang walked to the bedroom. He coughed a few times. It seemed that he was too weak. He held the door frame with his hand and tapped the wall next to the bedroom door lightly with one of his fingers.
"When you leave, help me close the door. I've been getting more and more tired recently. If you have anything to ask the landlord, he lives on the top floor. However, the landlord has a bad temper, so be careful when you ask."
Uncle Huang, whose tone never changed, became slightly heavier at the end, as if he was emphasizing the word "be careful".
"Then we won't bother you. If you have any clues or see the child, you can contact us at any time. We are in this building."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chen Ge dragged Wen Qing away from Uncle Huang's house, and helped Uncle Huang close the door when he left.
"I found that you are a person who really wants to do something. You were planning to smash the wall just now, and now you just left. We finally found Uncle Huang. We should at least pester him and ask him something." Wen Qing was very happy.
It was a pity that he said: "He has been living here and knows more about some of the secrets of the community than I do. Such a good opportunity has been wasted by you. Why do you suddenly smash the wall? I feel that Uncle Huang is
I'm scared of you."
"You only saw the first floor." Chen Ge did not elaborate. He turned around and glanced at Granny Li. Just now he and Wen Qing entered Uncle Huang's house. Granny Li, who had been following them, did not dare to go in. She just stood guard outside the door.
.
"How about we go and ask Uncle Huang again?"
"No need." Chen Ge couldn't say some things directly. He found that it wasn't that Uncle Huang didn't want to help them, but that he didn't dare to help them directly.
When they first met Uncle Huang, Chen Ge and Wen Qing were both shocked by Uncle Huang's appearance. Frankly speaking, Uncle Huang looked very scary, with bite marks all over his face, making people not want to get close to him.
At that time, Chen Ge began to wonder whether the Uncle Huang inside the door was different from the one outside. This old man actually had a dark and scary side.
With the terrifying appearance and the pungent stench in the house, it was normal for Chen Ge to draw such an inference, but then he gradually discovered that this was not the case.
When he asked to enter Uncle Huang's home to check, Uncle Huang decisively agreed. Although he spoke very slowly, there was no hint of rejection in his tone, as if Uncle Huang also wanted someone to enter.
Visiting his home.
What is there to visit in an old man's house that is smelly, weird, and dirty and lives alone?
After entering the house, Uncle Huang's behavior was normal, but it always made Chen Ge feel a little strange.
Uncle Huang slumped on the sofa and closed his eyes. He didn't care what the two strangers at home would do.
Chen Ge didn't quite understand this. He felt that Uncle Huang was deliberately allowing them to observe his home.
Chen Ge did see the problem. He discovered that the building area was wrong and there might be two hidden rooms in the house.
Later, when Chen Ge was about to smash the wall to verify, Uncle Huang "happened" to wake up. Although he didn't say a word, it can indeed be seen that he stopped Chen Ge.
If he hadn't woken up, Chen Ge might have smashed the wall.
On the surface, this action suggested that Uncle Huang was worried that the secrets in the house would be exposed, but thinking further, he was doing this to protect Chen Ge and Wen Qing from prematurely breaking up with the residents in the building.
Later, a small detail from Uncle Huang confirmed Chen Ge's speculation. When Uncle Huang walked behind the bedroom door, he lightly tapped the wall next to him with his fingers. His fingers matched the one that Chen Ge pulled out.
The holes are on the same level.
Uncle Huang may have wanted to tell Chen Ge in this way. Chen Ge's guess was correct. There was indeed something inside the wall.
He couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to say it. He could only remind Chen Ge in this way.
"Uncle Huang is supposed to be a good person, but how can a good person survive in the house? What does he rely on to survive?"
Chen Ge suddenly remembered what Wen Qing had said before. After Uncle Huang was injured at work, he found himself a job to look at corpses and clean the morgue.
"Are there all corpses behind that wall? Is Uncle Huang a corpse keeper?"
Uncle Huang's last sentence mentioned the landlord, and also asked them to be careful and think about it together. Chen Ge's eyes slowly widened.
"Has Uncle Huang been helping the landlord guard the body?"
Chen Ge himself was shocked by the conclusion he came to. He did not dare to tell anyone about it and kept it silently in his heart.
"Based on this, the most dangerous person in this building is the landlord. Maybe the tragedy of the entire building is related to the landlord."
With so many terrible things happening in his residential building, the landlord must be one of the insiders, but he did not stop it.
"Perhaps the real landlord is dead, and the landlord's family is among the bodies buried behind the wall."
Holding onto his backpack, Chen Ge had a plan in mind: "Wen Qing, let's go find the landlord now. He has the key to get out. He should know best whether Xiang Nuan has left the building."
"OK."
Wen Qing didn't know Chen Ge's true thoughts. In fact, Chen Ge was already preparing to attack the landlord. The landlord didn't know about the existence of him and Wen Qing yet, so he could launch a surprise attack, which would have the highest success rate.
After discussing, Chen Ge and Wen Qing were about to enter the corridor when a scream suddenly came from upstairs.
"What happened?"
"Don't worry, we have to ensure our own safety first."
Not only Chen Ge and Wen Qing heard the sound in the building, but many tenants also heard the sound.
After the screams started, the sound of the security door being opened continued to be heard in the small building, and it seemed that many people had walked out of the house.
"The sound seemed to be coming from the fifth floor."
Chen Ge, Wen Qing, and Granny Li slowly walked upstairs. When they reached the third floor, they happened to see the middle-aged man who had hidden women's underwear in his home walking out of the house.
After saying a simple hello, several people walked up together.
"Why did he come out of the house? He doesn't seem like the kind of enthusiastic person."
Arriving on the fifth floor, Chen Ge found that many people had arrived in the corridor, including college student Xiao Sun, Aunt Ding, etc.
Five or six people gathered around the door of room 504, whispering, not knowing what they were discussing.
"What happened?" Chen Ge asked Xiao Sun softly.
"Someone was killed! It's in 504!" Xiao Sun's face turned pale. It seemed that this was the first time he had encountered such a thing.
"Homicide?" Chen Ge looked towards 504. The living room was full of blood, and the walls were covered with horrific patterns drawn with blood.
All the furniture was splattered with blood, and a girl was sitting in a pool of blood, holding the body of a middle-aged man and crying.
"Is that the girl who screamed?"
"I just came here too." Xiao Sun put his hands in front of his face and looked through his fingers.
Wen Qing also wanted to take a look, but was stopped by Chen Ge: "Someone is dead, and there is blood everywhere. Be mentally prepared before you look."
Just listening to Chen Ge's description, Wen Qing couldn't stand it: "It has nothing to do with Xiang Nuan, right?"
"No, the deceased was a middle-aged man."
"Then I won't watch it."
"Don't talk nonsense later, the situation is very wrong now." Chen Ge lowered his voice: "The iron door of the corridor is locked, and the key is in the landlord's hand. If the murderer is not the landlord, he should still be in this building, maybe
Right next to us."
Wen Qing understood what Chen Ge meant and stood with Chen Ge very carefully.
"The residents in the building have their own rules. The death of this middle-aged man alarmed all the neighbors. It is unlikely that the tenants in the building did it. If the tenants in the building are excluded, then those who dare to openly violate the rules in the building will
Apart from the landlord, there should be other outsiders.”
Thinking of this, Chen Ge looked at the patterns drawn with blood in the house. He found that most of these patterns were related to curses. He had seen similar paintings in Liwan Town and the old city.