There was a strong musty smell in the dilapidated and narrow room, and the top floor seemed to be leaking, making the room damp and airtight, making people feel very uncomfortable.
All the windows were sealed with wooden boards. Chen Ge checked and found that the wooden boards were very new and had only been installed recently.
"This is just an ordinary guest room." The burned furniture had been thrown away long ago, and the room was empty, and nothing of value could be found.
"That's right, five years have passed, and even if there is evidence, I'm afraid it won't be fully preserved."
He walked out of the house and walked down the dark corridor. Most of the guest rooms had been emptied, and the debris and household garbage were mixed together. There was no place to put his feet.
"Domestic garbage usually reflects a person's living conditions and personality. Maybe something can be discovered from it." Changing the target, Chen Ge endured the smell and searched carefully. After more than an hour, he actually found some strange things.
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"Why are there so many stuffed animals in the apartment building? There are no children in the building. Whose toys do these toys belong to?" He spent nearly two hours rummaging through all the garbage and found a total of four stuffed toys.
Compared with the clutter all over the corridor, these four toys are inconspicuous. If Chen Ge hadn't majored in toy design and was sensitive to toys, he might have ignored them.
The four toys have been left here for who knows how long. The surface is full of stains, and some places are moldy. You can pick off a lot of lint with just a touch of your fingers.
Chen Ge watched it again and again, and his doubts became more and more. The dolls had different shapes, but they were made by the same manufacturer.
"Could it be left by the tenants who stayed here after the Ping An Apartment was renovated?" Chen Ge soon shook his head and rejected the idea: "Let's not talk about the probability of bringing children into a haunted apartment. Even if we move in with children,
It is impossible to carry four dolls at the same time. After all, these four dolls are made by the same manufacturer, and judging from the workmanship and style, they should be from several years ago."
The toy market is changing very quickly. Before he took over the haunted house, he was an employee of a toy company, so he has a fairly good understanding of the market.
"It was not left by the tenant, but it was kept in the haunted house. Then it is very likely that this thing is original to the apartment." He made a bold guess: "The original owner of the apartment building had two daughters. If my prediction is correct, this doll
It should be theirs."
Thinking of this, Chen Ge had another question: "Fire and water are ruthless, the house and furniture were burned down, how did these four dolls escape?"
[Update soon] "Is it a coincidence? Or... someone deliberately put it in a safe place?" Chen Ge felt that he had grasped a very important clue: "There is only one person who can move items in a fire, that is
The murderer himself! But why did he take the risk to protect four dolls? Are these four dolls very important to him? "
The zipper on the back of the doll was rusty and broken. Chen Ge tore it open directly. Among the smelly and deteriorated cotton wool, he found a card, the size of a palm, with words full of love. Chen Ge got goosebumps when he read it: "
Stuffing a love letter into a doll? Isn’t it too subtle to express love in this way?”
He began to think about the character of the murderer. He should be a shy and introverted man who was too embarrassed to speak directly to his face, so he gave the doll a gift in the hope that he would open it and check it after he got home.
Out of curiosity, Chen Ge tore open two more puppets, each containing a card with roughly the same content.
But when he tore open the fourth puppet, a chill quietly climbed up his spine.
There was no confession card in the last doll, and the moldy cotton wool was stuffed with torn pieces of paper. There were only three words on all the pieces of paper - go to hell!
Strong love somehow turned into the most vicious curse. Chen Ge had no way of knowing what happened in the meantime.
"The words on the note should have been left by the murderer. This is key evidence." He picked out a few notes and put them in his pocket, and was about to dig deeper when the voice-activated light at the corner of the stairs suddenly turned on!
"Someone is coming!" Chen Ge panicked. He quickly turned off the flashlight on his phone and hid in the guest room next to him with a few puppets in his arms.
Not daring to breathe, Chen Ge hid behind the door and secretly stared outside through the crack in the door.
Footsteps sounded, and the conversation between a man and a woman sounded in the dark corridor.
"We must get that thing out quickly, without any further delay."
"The new tenant had been on the third floor before. He walked to the stairs and suddenly went down again. He almost found me."
"I know that more and more outsiders have come to the apartment recently, and this thing needs to be dealt with quickly."
"kindness."
"Call the others and work together. We will dig it out tonight and bury it in the back mountain."
The visitor was carrying an old-fashioned miner's lamp, and with the light, Chen Ge could see clearly. The two people talking in the corridor were the landlord and the woman on the first floor.
"Why did they come to the third floor without sleeping late at night?" Chen Ge adjusted his angle to ensure that he would not be discovered, and pressed his body against the door.
After a while, all the tattooed men and fat men I had seen in the apartment building came up. Not only did they wrap themselves tightly, but they also carried tools such as iron drills, sacks, and kitchen knives.
"What is this for?"
Several people were standing in the corridor, seemingly having an argument.
The short, fat man walking at the back was in a bad mood: "Are we really going to do this? Once we dig it out, our fingerprints will remain around it, and everything will be unclear."
"Do you think you can make it clear now?" The landlord glared at the fat man: "Don't delay, come and help quickly."
"I think we should call the police." The short, fat man stood where he was.
After hearing what he said, the tattooed man came over and grabbed his collar: "Are you crazy? You hit the gun yourself? The police will definitely investigate us as soon as they come over. When the time comes, you will drive drunk and hit someone and run away."
Everything about us and our occupation of the old man’s apartment must be exposed!”
"Husband, don't be angry." The woman who lived opposite the tattooed man on the first floor came over and said, "Everyone has a share in this matter, and no one can escape, so let's get to work quickly."
"We are all dirty, and we finally found a place to stay. If any of you dare to have other ideas, don't blame me for turning against you." The landlord gave the short and fat man the iron drill in his hand: "You go ahead.
Do it first.”
"Me?" Sweat immediately dripped from the fat man's forehead. His face turned blue and white, and he grabbed the iron drill and moved it slowly.
Seeing the unusual behavior of the people outside the door, Chen Ge felt more and more something was wrong: "What are they planning to dig out?"
The short and fat man walked to the deepest part of the corridor, pushed the debris to both sides, and under the gaze of the other tenants, opened the curtain behind the debris pile with trembling hands.
It was a thickened cement wall, and embedded in the wall was a female corpse with her back to everyone.bdshare();