As night fell, the spring night in Guangming City was filled with an impetuous atmosphere.
The entrance of Huilian Supermarket was bustling with people.
Standing in the middle of the endless stream of people, Wu Tong felt like an unmoving reef, welcoming the collision of the crowd like a tide.
In order not to let Li Tong scold him again, and for her safety, he had been waiting at the entrance of the supermarket early that day. Before he left, he even turned on the TV to check the time carefully. God knew if this watch would be tampered with again.
Waiting was always boring.
Wu Tong took out a cigarette and started smoking.
He didn't know how to smoke, but he had been in a trance recently because of the ghost. He could only relieve the pressure through the power of cigarettes.
Eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock…Was she that busy today? Wu Tong kept looking at his watch. He even began to wonder if the time had been adjusted by that shadow again. It wasn't until he asked a passerby that he felt relieved. His watch was very accurate.
After an unknown period of time, Li Tong finally appeared at the door. When she saw Wu Tong, she smiled sweetly. Suddenly, she saw the cigarette butts on the ground and asked in surprise,"When did you learn to smoke?”
" I just learned it. Relieve stress." Wu Tong forced a smile and stood up to push his bicycle.
Li Tong looked at him suspiciously and followed behind him without saying anything. She was always very tolerant of him.
"When did you arrive?" she asked suddenly.”
"I've been here for a long time." For the first time, Wu Tong realized that he suddenly had no desire to speak. His mind was filled with ghosts, and he was too lazy to even open his mouth.
Li Tong realized that the atmosphere wasn't right, so she didn't say anything else.
"Sit tight." Wu Tong stepped on the bicycle and slowly moved forward.
At this moment, the sound of a car engine approached. A bright light shone on the dark road in front of Wu Tong, shining brightly.
"Xiao Li, let me send you." The Mercedes-Benz slowly pulled up beside them, and a fat face peeked out of the window.
"President Mo, there's no need." Li Tong revealed a professional smile and rejected Mo Shaolin's good intentions.
Mo Shaolin looked at Wu Tong's broken bicycle and said,""Take my car. Don't hurt your body.”
Wu Tong glared at him fiercely, his eyes burning with anger.
Mo Shaolin laughed." Alright then, you guys take your time."”
The Mercedes-Benz drove away, leaving behind a cloud of foul exhaust.
Wu Tong rode his bike with his head down, and the car sped along the road.
Li Tong comforted him," President Mo is that kind of person. He has good intentions."”
Wu Tong remained silent as the car sped up.
Li Tong was very uneasy. Her hair was blown messily by the wind. She said in a trembling voice,"Wu Tong, can you ride slower?”
Wu Tong wasn't angry at that fat face. He hated himself for not being able to drive a Mercedes-Benz.
Suddenly, he saw a black shadow standing at the corner of the road. It was the man in black.
As the car was driving too fast, the shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye. He looked back and saw that the scenery behind him was as blurry as a dream.
The cold smell seemed to be spreading around him again. He couldn't help but think of the scene during the day. The shadow of someone entering the room and finding that nothing was lost in the house still hung over his heart.
Li Tong had already started persuading him to slow down for the fifth time. Her face was already filled with anger.
"What did you say?" Wu Tong finally woke up.
"I told you to ride slower."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I was distracted just now.”Wu Tong hurriedly slowed down the car.
"You're so petty."
"Do you think I'm jealous of your boss?”He smiled.
"What are you laughing at? Isn't that so?"
"Someone ran into our house today.”Wu Tong changed the topic.
"Ah, did you lose anything?”Li Tong sounded very nervous.
Wu Tong looked ahead in a daze." The strange thing is that nothing is missing.”
"That's really strange." Li Tong muttered to herself.
Wu Tong felt that the other party was not here for money. Perhaps he had another more terrifying purpose. He didn't tell Li Tong about this.
When he passed by the bungalow at the entrance of the building, Wu Tong subconsciously looked at the dark window. He had a feeling that the old man was very suspicious.
"What are you looking at?" Li Tong asked.
"When I went to pick you up, I saw that old man staring at me.”
"I don't think he's a good person."
Before going to bed, the two of them made out for a while.
For the first time, Wu Tong felt so relaxed. The depression that had been suppressed in his heart for many days was swept away.
Li Tong was so tired that she fell asleep not long after, snoring softly.
Wu Tong gradually calmed down. He tried not to think about what had happened in the past, but he still couldn't help but think of the ghost. The disgusting smell seemed to appear around his nose again, and there seemed to be an additional smell of car exhaust.
Wu Tong's imagination ran wild when he suddenly became nervous.
A strange sound came from a dark corner. This time, it was definitely not the ravings of the underground ghosts.
He sat up and gently got off the bed. He listened carefully to the sound and his gaze finally landed on the bed. That was where the sound came from.
Was it a rat?
Wu Tong held his breath and pulled open the bedcover. A black shadow shot out from under the bed and disappeared under the cabinet in the blink of an eye.
Wu Tong almost cried out. He patted his chest and stared at the direction where the black shadow went. He slowly walked over.
He had only taken a few steps when he heard a meow. A big black cat suddenly crawled out from under the cabinet and quickly scurried to the corner of the wall to squat. It stared at Wu Tong vigilantly, its eyes emitting a terrifying green light.
Wu Tong felt his scalp go numb. It was the first time he had heard such a terrifying and unpleasant meow.
This black cat looked really scary. In its anger, it pounced on it.
" Meow!" Another sharp meow was heard. It slipped out of the bedroom along the corner of the wall.
Wu Tong was even more surprised that the bedroom door was not closed. He remembered that the front door was closed when he slept.
Wu Tong looked at Li Tong. Fortunately, she only let out a few ravings before she turned around and fell asleep again.
Wu Tong quietly chased after him.
The living room was silent as if nothing had happened.
Wu Tong turned on the lights and carefully searched every corner where the black cat might be hiding, but he still couldn't find it.
Where did the cat go?
Wu Tong was walking around in the living room when he suddenly heard a mournful meow. He was slightly stunned. The sound came from the bathroom.
Wu Tong rushed over and opened the door. The bathroom was empty, but there was a cold breeze blowing in. It turned out that the bathroom window had been opened by someone. He thought that the black cat must have escaped through the window.
Wu Tong heaved a sigh of relief. When he turned around, he saw his pale face in the tall mirror. His body couldn't help but tremble.
Wu Tong lay on the bed again, a thought flashing through his mind.
The bathroom window had always been closed. How could it be opened for no reason?
"I really heard Fang Lin calling me, but the old man refused to believe it.”On the way home, Zhong Qiang defended himself.
"Who is this old man?" Zhong Shu asked.
Zhong Qiang, who was sitting behind the motorcycle, stuck out his tongue." It's Teacher Lang."”
"Don't give your teacher nicknames in the future.”Zhong Shu warned sternly.
Although he reprimanded his son like this, when he first saw the lanky Mr. Lang at Guangming Primary School, he did not leave a good impression on him. He even hated Mr. Lang.
He remembered what happened at school
"You are Zhong Qiang's father? I called you here in the afternoon mainly to tell you that your son is too naughty in school. He doesn't listen carefully in class. If this continues, he won't have any future.”Teacher Lang said to Zhong Shu in all seriousness.
Looking at his son who was silent with his head lowered, Zhong Shu felt very uncomfortable. He could only say to Mr. Lang,"I will definitely teach him well in the future.”
Mr. Lang put on an arrogant posture and said to Zhong Shu indifferently,"If Zhong Qiang is like this again, I won't dare to take him in this class.”
Zhong Shu felt his face burning and nodded vigorously. He glared at his son and said,""Aren't you going to thank Teacher?"
"Thank you, teacher." Zhong Qiang stammered and followed Zhong Shu out.
Just as Zhong Shu was about to walk out of the door, he heard Teacher Lang say,""A child without a mother."
Zhong Shu's tanned face immediately flushed red, and he could not help but clench his fists.
"Dad, I'm not lying. I really heard Fang Lin calling me.”
His son's words disrupted Zhong Shu's thoughts. He revealed an uneasy expression and said," Don't think too much. Fang Lin has already…"
He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He really couldn't continue.
He knew that Fang Lin was his son's good friend. Half a year ago, Fang Lin mysteriously disappeared. Fang Lin's relatives, friends, and the police were all looking for him. At that time, the bureau chief even assigned him to participate in the investigation of this matter. Later on, this matter became an unsolved case.?
What was even stranger was that the next day, his son's mentor, Teacher Yu, also disappeared. That was why his current mentor, Teacher Lang, had replaced him.
After comforting his son for a while, Zhong Shu rode him home.
Zhong Shu couldn't sleep and paced around the room.
Zhong Shu paced a few steps and stopped. He put his hand into his pocket and accidentally touched something. He took it out and saw that it was a white handkerchief stained with blood.
Xiaoling had given it to him not long after they met, and he had always carried it with him.
Looking at the red dot, Zhong Shu frowned.
It was a red handprint collected from the door next door. He thought it was blood, but when he went to the police station for a test, he found that it was not blood at all, but red dye.
Zhong Qiang let out a terrifying sound and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and looked around in confusion.
"Little Qiang…Little Qiang…Save me…"
It was Fang Lin!
Zhong Qiang finally heard the voice clearly. It was Fang Lin calling him.?
He could not help but recall the time when Mr. Lang called him into his office after class. At that time, he explained to Mr. Lang that he was not distracted and heard Fang Lin calling him.?
"Zhong Qiang, stop spouting nonsense. Fang Lin has been missing for half a year. Why would he call you?”
"Teacher, it's true. I really heard him calling me and Teacher Yu.”
Mr. Lang's face suddenly turned pale. He hastily dismissed Zhong Qiang and finally told him,"Call your parents over before school ends!”
"I don't have a mother anymore."
Walking out of the office, Zhong Qiang muttered to himself. He looked back at the teachers 'cold and heartless faces in the office and suddenly found that they were so strange and scary. Their faces gradually turned transparent as they looked at him coldly and gave him a terrifying smile.
He didn't understand why the teachers treated him like this. Was it because he wasn't a top student?
Zhong Qiang thought of Teacher Yu. Her kind face seemed to sway in front of his eyes as she looked at him with a smile.
Zhong Qiang lowered his head and walked toward the classroom. Seeing his classmates passing by him happily, the sense of disappointment in his heart became even stronger. It was like a whip lashing at his back.
"Little Qiang."
A familiar voice rang in his ears, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"Fang Lin!" He turned around abruptly to search for the source of the voice. He could not find Fang Lin's face among the faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar.?
Zhong Qiang ran into the classroom and lay on the table, not wanting to get up again.
Tonight, Zhong Qiang heard Fang Lin calling him again.?
He quietly walked out of the room and heard loud snoring coming from his father's room. He then boldly walked to the door.
The door opened slightly.
"Cockroach…"
The summoning voice suddenly became louder.
Zhong Qiang walked out and looked up at the stairs.
"Cockroach, save me."
A strange smile suddenly appeared on Zhong Qiang's face.
Zhong Shu finally fell asleep, but he was awakened by a terrifying meow. At first, he thought that there was a cat in his room, but later he realized that the meow came from the next door.
The soundproofing of this building was too poor.
The cold wind woke Zhong Shu up completely. He raised his head to take a look.
Strange, where did the wind come from?
He got out of bed and wanted to see how his son was sleeping.
He had just walked out of the room when he suddenly realized that the door was open.
"Cockroach!" He first thought of his son. When he entered the room, he found that the bed was empty and there was still some warmth under the blanket. He thought that his son must have left not long ago.
Zhong Shu ran out of the door anxiously and bumped into someone. He was shocked. He took a closer look and saw that it was his son.
"Cockroach, where did you go in the middle of the night? You scared daddy to death!" Zhong Shu pulled his son over.
Zhong Qiang looked at Zhong Shu indifferently, then looked outside the building and said coldly,""Dad, there are ghosts there."
"What?" Zhong Shu looked towards the entrance of the building. It seemed as if a shadow had silently flashed past at an extremely fast speed.
"You stay at home. Daddy will go out and take a look.”Zhong Shu pushed his son back into the room and quickly walked out to check.
Zhong Shu was patrolling the open space in front of the building when he suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him. That gaze was hidden in the darkness.
He suddenly turned his gaze to the window of the small bungalow.
Faint rays of light shone through the glass, vaguely illuminating a rough and ugly old face.
The faint yellow light shone on the stone floor outside the window, as if it was covered with a thin layer of ice.
Zhong Shu had always hated this strange and sinister old man. He always felt that other than the strong smell of smoke on his body, there was also the smell of death.
Zhong Shu frowned. He could almost smell the smell seeping out through the crack in the door.
He lowered his head and let out a light cough.
Zhong Shu, who had been a police officer for many years, should not be afraid of what he saw and heard. Today's reaction was the first time.
He coughed and gathered his courage to knock on the old door. He had always wanted to know what this person did for a living.
After a long sound of slippers on the ground, the door opened, and the sallow, wrinkled old face appeared at the door.
"Who are you looking for?" The old man's voice echoed like metal.
"Oh, my name is Zhong Shu. I live in this building. Did you see someone pass by just now?”Zhong Shu asked very politely.
The old man's turbid eyes rolled, which made Zhong Shu feel even more uncomfortable. His stomach seemed to be churning.
"I've been lying in bed the whole time and didn't see anything.”
"But, I saw you just now…"
"Sigh! When I got up, I saw you downstairs alone. I thought you were a thief. Come in and have a seat.”
Zhong Shu didn't refuse. He braced himself and followed the old man into the house.
The house was very simple, but Zhong Shu smelled a strange smell around him. It was like the smell of moldy and rotten cloth, making people feel nauseous.
"Have a seat." The old man pointed at a stool.
Zhong Shu sat down, and the old man handed him a glass of water." There's nothing much to entertain. Just make do with it."”
Zhong Shu took it, but he did not dare to drink it.
"Actually, I've always wanted to know who you are."
"Hehe, I've been living here since the beginning of this building. I can be considered the head of the building.”
Lou Zhang? Zhong Shu simply couldn't believe his eyes. Such a person could also be the head of the building?
The old man saw Zhong Shu's confusion and smiled.
Zhong Shu felt that his face was shedding dandruff and could not help but shut his mouth tightly, as if afraid of inhaling something.
"I guess you must be a police officer.”
Zhong Shu was shocked and said calmly,""I'm not a police officer."
"It doesn't matter if you're a police officer or not. You won't be able to find anything. A ghost lives here, and no one can catch him.”the old man said mysteriously.
Zhong Shu revealed a curious look and asked,""Then you must know what's going on. Why do I hear people talking underground every night?”
Zhong Shu's words piqued the old man's interest." That's right, because there are ghosts living in the building. In fact, there have been ghosts since the beginning of this building.”
Zhong Shu listened carefully and asked again,"What year was the building built?"”
"Three years ago. Yes, it was three years ago!" The old man's eyes suddenly became hazy as he was immersed in the memories of the past.
Zhong Shu's eyes lit up." What about the ghosts?”
The air seemed to have frozen.
The old man stared into Zhong Shu's eyes and said slowly in a low voice,""Speaking of the origin of the specters, there's still a history! It's a terrifying legend…"
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