"Banging his head against the wall? Did something crawl into his head? "
Chen Ge thought about what the middle-aged man said, and he realized that Wang Haiming's symptoms were quite similar to Zhang Peng's.
Both of them had probably been possessed by something, but Zhang Peng had willingly joined forces with it while Wang Haiming had chosen to resist.
Midnight was the time of the day when the Yin energy was the thickest, and it was also the time when the thing was the most active. This would explain why Wang Haiming would act up in the middle of the night.
Chen Ge decided to follow this lead. "Brother, other than going crazy at night, did Wang Haiming have any other abnormal behaviors?"
"When he was first picked up from the mental hospital, he looked quite normal, but he didn't like to talk. After spending some time with him, we realized that there were many things wrong with the man. There was nothing wrong with him during the day, and sometimes, he would even greet people, but at night, he was completely different. He banged his head against the wall, cursed at the mirror, and strangled himself. His face turned purple, but he refused to let go. "
Through the middle-aged man's explanation, Chen Ge understood Wang Haiming's past.
Wang Haiming's second wife had tricked him out of his money and sent him to a mental hospital. If this was a trap, then Wang Haiming was probably normal before he was sent to the mental hospital.
A normal person who was sent to the mental hospital would have problems after a period of treatment.
"The dirty things on him should be from the mental hospital." Chen Ge had the answer in his heart, and he asked another question, "Can you tell me more about Wang Haiming's death?"
The man raised the bottle in his hand and took a large swig. "I don't know why you're so curious about a dead man, but I advise you not to investigate too deeply. Be careful of getting yourself into trouble. That house is quite creepy."
"Thank you for the reminder, but I know what I'm doing."
With Chen Ge's insistence, the middle-aged man finally told him the truth. "When Wang Haiming was tormenting himself in the house, we could hear him screaming. The neighbors would go to help or call the police for help. However, on the day of his death, no one in the building heard his voice. The next day, when the landlord went to deliver food to him, he found that the body was already cold. "
"What did the crime scene look like?" Chen Ge asked. It was crucial for him to reconstruct the cause and effect of the incident.
The middle-aged man looked at Chen Ge strangely. He did not understand why the young man would be interested in these things. "I was there too. There was a big hole in Wang Haiming's head, and the wall between Room 303 and Room 304 was covered in blood. His face was blue and purple, and he looked like he had suffocated to death. There were also fingerprints on his neck, but the police later found that the fingerprints were left by Wang Haiming himself. "
"According to you, he strangled himself to death?"
"He was the only one at the crime scene, and the doors and windows were intact. This seems to be the only possibility." The middle-aged man finished the last mouthful of wine and casually stuffed the bottle into the shoe cabinet. "Are you done? Since it's still early, I'm going downstairs to buy some wine."
"While it's still early?" Chen Ge glanced at the dark sky outside the window and ignored the middle-aged man. "One last question. After Wang Haiming's death, did anything strange happen here?"
When the question left his lips, the middle-aged man's expression shifted slightly. He looked at the one hundred RMB in his hand and whispered to Chen Ge, "Many of the old tenants saw Wang Haiming return."
"But isn't Wang Haiming already gone?" Before Chen Ge finished, the middle-aged man pushed him out the door. "Hey! Explain yourself! "
He looked at the dark stairwell and thought about what the middle-aged man had said. Wang Haiming returned?
After a moment's hesitation, Chen Ge headed to the first floor where the landlord was.
Wang Haiming had probably come from the Third Sick Hall, so he should be able to get some information about the Third Sick Hall from him. That alone was enough for Chen Ge to get to the bottom of this. After all, the Third Sick Hall might contain clues left behind by his parents.
Knocking on the landlord's door, Chen Ge explained his purpose, and the landlord reacted violently.
She warned Chen Ge that if he continued to stay in the building, she would call the police.
The steel door closed, and Chen Ge stood at the stairwell, feeling helpless.
The landlord did not want to remember those things, so no matter what Chen Ge said, she refused to cooperate.
If I use a hammer to break the lock of Room 303, with her temper, she might really call the police.
Returning to the third floor, Chen Ge wanted to enter the room to discuss with Dr. Gao, but he stopped at the door.
Why is the person in Room 302 still on the phone? A young man's voice kept echoing from inside the room, and the most repeated phrase was — Are you trying to kill me?
Since I entered Meng Nan's room, it's been half an hour. Why hasn't the young man hung up yet? It was normal for the call to last for a long time. What was abnormal was that he kept repeating the same words for such a long time.
Who's he arguing with? I've only heard his voice for so long, but it doesn't sound like he's on the phone. Chen Ge leaned against the door to eavesdrop, and he was reminded of what the middle-aged man had said earlier. When Wang Haiming acted up, he would argue with himself.
There's something wrong with this man.
He knocked on the door, and the arguing stopped immediately. Ten seconds later, the door opened a sliver, and a young man's voice drifted out from behind the door. "How can I help you?"
"About this Room 303 …"
"I don't know."
Before Chen Ge finished, the young man closed the door.
He had asked everyone he could, and Chen Ge could not come up with a better solution. He returned to Room 304, greeted Dr. Gao, and stood alone by the wall.
The mission venue on the black phone is Room 303. I need to go in before midnight. Chen Ge rubbed his temples. He walked to the window and pushed it open.
Room 304 and 303 were next to each other, and the windows were only one meter apart.
I should be able to climb over it. He moved the chair over and placed it on the windowsill. The window of Room 303 was not locked, and it could be opened easily.
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