"Hey, we are a regular live broadcast room, don't drive without saying a word!"
Hurry up and stop the old drivers who are preparing to drag the car, I am only simulating the behavior of the deceased, and I am not going to do anything.
"Anchor, you're playing with fire right now!"
"Rest assured, I will never do anything that violates the constraints of moral laws, I know that."
"That's a good point, but why do I feel disappointed?"
In the live broadcast room, a group of old drivers who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement are ready to move, and I wisely decided to end this topic.
"Don't forget, although the character of the victim is very likely to be unable to control himself, his economic conditions at the time did not allow him to do anything out of the ordinary."
A man who escapes debts, who spends his days in fear, hides in cheap hotels in the suburbs, and eats his last meal, his financial situation must be very bad.
Everything is back to square one, what did the deceased do that night?
Suppose I was him, huddled in an eerie room, late at night, with nothing on me, would I make a choice to leave the room and smoke a cigarette outside?
"When I checked into room 203, my grandmother told me not to go out no matter what noise I heard, so according to normal circumstances, the deceased was also told by my grandmother before his death, but what if he didn't abide by the agreement and went out late at night without authorization?"
Logically speaking, it is quite smooth, the victim's death is related to going out late at night.
After reading the table below, it was not yet early in the morning, I opened the door and put the camera at the door, and watched the live broadcast on my mobile phone, the third floor was empty, only the silence of death.
"Let's go out for a walk, since you've decided to hit the ghost, don't be afraid."
With the camera in the doorway, I looked at room 206 across from me, thinking about the strange deceased, and it would have been a lie to say that I wasn't afraid.
"If I can get into room 206, maybe I'll be able to find clues that the police missed."
It's a pity that this thought can only be thought of in my head, and it is likely that making such a request to the old man will be startled, because in my eyes, the old couple is also suspected of murder.
I went down to the second floor with my mobile phone, the old man with a scarface and the short and fat grandmother were not there, and there was only a woman in her early twenties at the front desk.
She knelt in the corner with her back to me, and when she looked at it, it seemed as if she was worshipping a little girl who was only two or three years old.
"Excuse me, do you know where the landlord is?
The TV in my room is broken. ” "TVs are inherently broken, and bad ones can't be repaired."
"Oh, what you said has some meaning, only the bad ones have to be repaired."
The woman stood up and wiped the black-and-white photograph of the two- or three-year-old girl in front of the incense burner: "Just like people, if it is broken, it will never repent." ” The woman kept her back to me and spoke in a low voice: "It's okay, just go back to your room, it's not peaceful at night." ” "You've managed to pique my curiosity, by the way, is the little girl in the photo your child?
I see you ......"
"She's my sister who disappeared when she was very young."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I'm used to it anyway, I just hope it's not me who goes missing next."
The woman's tone was a little pessimistic.
"Is the Anxin Hotel supported by the three of you?
What about your man?
” "I also have an older brother who works in other places."
"Hey, life is not easy, if there is anything you need help with, just tell me."
Boldly patting my chest, my eyes never left this woman, her body trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of something.
"I mean anything, including asking for help, and everything you can think of."
This is just a temptation, and I don't think the other person will trust a stranger I don't know, unless she is desperate.
After turning around to no avail, I went back to 203 and closed the door, putting the camera aside.
This 35-night-a-night budget inn itself can't be expected to have high levels of protection, and I have to be careful not only to be tricky, but also to prevent man-made tricks.
The wooden door with the paint off looks a little old, the lock is loose, and the style should be the most popular one in the **10s.
I pressed the handrail and shook it back and forth, and to be honest, such a wooden door probably couldn't withstand the vigorous kicking of a **-year-old naughty boy.
The key is put in the pocket, the door opens a gap, room 203 and room 206 are in the center of the corridor, and the weirder thing is that the corridor is flickering and dark, and the half-dead light bulb at the staircase sets off the terrifying atmosphere very well, and it doesn't take too much rendering at all, it can make people lose the ** to go out.
"I really don't know how this hotel works."
I put the thermos bottle sent by Grandma Humpty Dumpty in the crack of the door, and put a teacup on the lid, not to block the door, but to warn.
If someone secretly opens the door in the middle of the night, they will definitely touch the teacup, and I will naturally respond in time when I hear the noise.
Be cautious, it's not that I have delusions of victimization, it's just that the experience of the past two days has been appalling, and I still don't know if I'm facing a human or a ghost?
There is a separate compartment next to the door, which is the bathroom, and when I surveyed the scene before, I didn't have time to check it because of Liu Banxian's barrage.
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"I hope there won't be any more strange things."
With a botched self-hypnosis in my mouth, I pushed open the bathroom door.
The floor is covered with brand new tiles, the walls are covered with clean porcelain tiles, and the toilet and sink are not to mention, and when you look inside, under the solar water heater that has not been used several times in a packaging bag, there is a bathtub that is semi-fixed to the wall.
"For a cheap hotel for 35 nights, this bathroom is a bit too luxurious."
Although there are no rune paper statues, the faint light reflected on the miserable white porcelain tiles is always indescribably weird.
The exterior decoration is still in the 90s, but this bathroom has been renovated, and the comparison between the two makes it feel more out of place.
"No, it's too unreasonable."
There must be a demon when things go wrong, and all the situations that violate logical thinking in the case are actually loopholes inadvertently left by the perpetrators, "Why is only the bathroom being renovated?"
” After thinking about it for a moment, I already thought to myself, "The store is doing this to cover up something, could it be that this bathroom is also the scene of a homicide somewhere?"
” I got a camera, gave me an overview of the bathroom, and then I started looking for clues.
As the minutes passed, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and I was disturbed by a very low knock on the door as I buried myself in searching for clues.
I crept to the door, listened intently, and when the knock sounded again, I leaned down on the crack in the door and looked out.
By the dim light, I could only see a vague white shadow, standing silently at the door of room 206!
"She's knocking on the door of the room where someone died three months ago!"
The light was too dim for me to see, and half of my body was pressed against the door panel, trying to keep my eyes open.
The blurred white shadow looked tall and thin, with long black hair hanging down on his shoulders.
"Is it a human or a ghost?"
The other stood silently, and I felt as if time had frozen, grasping the rune paper with one hand and holding the camera with the other.
"What are you afraid of, I'm here today to hit ghosts, and if I want to expose the true face of the underworld show, I can't admit it at this time!"
With this in mind, I let go of the talisman in my hand and slowly twisted the lock, waiting until the lock was opened, and I pulled the door a little bit.
"Come on, let me see you for what you really are, let me see what the ghost really looks like!"
I was about to open the door completely, when the damn light bulb at the entrance of the stairway suddenly went out, and it was pitch black, except for the cold wind from the hallway that penetrated my clothes from all directions.
His back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and something seemed to move in the silent darkness!
The light bulb flickered, and a brief moment of light returned, and at that moment I saw a face with black hair half-hidden and pale and godless rapidly approaching me!
"it!"
The door was pushed open, the thermos warning at the door toppled over, the teacups clanged, and the boiling water spilled on my legs.
The slippery ground, the intense pain, the unprepared center of gravity, my body fell backwards, one hand holding the camera, out of instinct, the other hand grabbed the blurry white shadow!
"Bang!"
When I regained consciousness, I saw that I was pulling half of my pure white dress in my hands, and when I looked up, two long snow-white legs were right against the tip of my nose.