Tired, numb, and weak — that was Chen Ge's first impression of Wang Qi.
The two walked past each other, and Chen Ge returned the missing person's notice that he had picked up from the ground. The man thanked him softly.
This was the first time he had spoken, and his voice was hoarse.
"You're welcome. It's just a small matter."
Chen Ge replied with a smile and followed the limping man to the second floor.
Compared to the first floor, the second floor was darker and more humid. There were cobwebs in the corners, and the walls were mottled like they had been scratched with a carving knife.
The limping man led Chen Ge to the end of the corridor before he stopped. He opened the door to the room at the end of the corridor and took out a long string of keys. "Fifty RMB for a night. You can choose any room on the second floor."
"Isn't fifty too expensive?"
"I'm the only apartment within several thousand meters of this place. Fifty RMB is already a small price." When the limping man spoke, his eyes kept darting behind him like he was looking at something.
"Fine, but why can I only choose a room on the second floor? Aren't the first and third floors occupied?"
"Why do you have so many questions? If you can't stay there, you can't stay there! " The limping man took the fifty RMB from Chen Ge's hand and shoved a random key into his hand. "There's a room number on the key. Go look for it yourself."
After he said that, he crawled into the room. When the door closed, Chen Ge heard the whimpering of an old man coming from inside the room. It sounded like someone was choking on food.
Chen Ge felt that something was wrong. He reached out to press the door lock. "Wait a minute."
"What now?" The limping man's tone was unfriendly, and it was clear that he was angry.
Chen Ge looked through the gap in the door. The place was not big. Other than the limping man standing at the door, there was an old man sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the door. The voice had come from his mouth.
"I'm thirsty. Do you sell water and drinks here?"
"No!"
"Peace brings wealth. Why are you so angry …"
The door slammed shut, and Chen Ge stood alone at the door, feeling more and more confused.
"In a normal apartment building, the reception area would be at the front door, but this apartment's reception area is hidden at the deepest part of the second-floor corridor." He looked at the key in his hand, and many questions surfaced in his mind. Why can't people live on the first and third floors? Who is the old man who lives with the landlord? "
There was a serial number 208 on the key. Coincidentally, the room that the key corresponded to was next to the crippled man's.
"Forget it, let's move in first." After running around for more than two hours, Chen Ge was also a little tired.
He opened the door, and a faint musty smell wafted out. The room should have been vacant for a long time. The furniture was covered in dust, and the bedsheets were damp. It was very uncomfortable to touch.
"Can this bed sleep?" Before Chen Ge could put down his bag, he heard a crisp sound coming from the room next door. It sounded like a rice bowl had been smashed.
He closed the door and leaned against the wall to eavesdrop. Soon, the limping man's cursing came from the other side. Perhaps due to his anger, the limping man interspersed his curses with some local dialect. Based on his accent, he did not sound like a local.
The old man whimpered, unable to speak. The limping man cursed for several minutes before he stopped. Then, strangely enough, the volume of the television next door suddenly increased.
"What's going on? What is he doing? Why would he turn up the volume? " Chen Ge continued to eavesdrop for a few more minutes, but due to the loud volume, he did not get anything. In the end, he gave up. "Oh well, I should worry about myself. Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night."
Chen Ge dropped his backpack on the dressing table and took out the fruit knife to hide in his pocket. "According to the complaints on the second-home rental website, there are blood stains behind the walls, and there is a Foul Odor every night, so I suspect this place is a haunted house. But I've searched for all the information related to Ping An Apartments online, and I can't find any murder case that happened here. "
Since the black phone had chosen Ping An Apartments as the location for the Trial Mission, there had to be some unspeakable secret at this place. Chen Ge knew that very well.
He hid the fruit knife and took out the multi-purpose mallet. He knocked and knocked, inspecting every corner of the room, but he found nothing.
This was a normal guest room. Other than the fact that it was incredibly old, there was nothing out of the ordinary about it.
"Initially, the landlord only allowed me to pick a room on the second floor, which means that there shouldn't be anything wrong with the rooms on the second floor, or else they wouldn't have rented them out. If that's the case, I'll have to go to the first or third floor to make a discovery. " The Trial Mission would start at 11 pm, and there were still three hours before the mission started. Chen Ge did not want to waste time. He put away the mallet and tiptoed to the door.
His hand gripping the lock, Chen Ge pulled the door open halfway when he suddenly stopped.
His palms were sweating, and cold air rushed up his body.
The limping man was standing right outside the door! He had no idea how long he had been standing there!
The man did not expect Chen Ge to suddenly open the door. The two were separated by a half-open door, and they were both given a fright.
"Landlord, why are you at my door?" Chen Ge did not look friendly, and he felt that there was something wrong with this landlord.
"Didn't you say you were thirsty? I'm here to deliver this to you. "The limping man placed the thermos in front of Chen Ge's door, and his expression was rather unnatural.
"Thank you." Chen Ge did not point it out and took the thermos into the room. "Is there anything else?"
"It's nothing, you should rest early." The limping man glanced into the room and added as if talking to himself, "There are no lights in the corridor, and it's very dark at night. You'd better not wander around."
He turned to leave. It was not until he returned to his own room and closed the door that Chen Ge sighed in relief.
"This landlord is ugly, hot-tempered, and not very talkative. Even though he is slightly handicapped, he has a strong physique, and he could easily push down the middle-aged man." Chen Ge did not know how to reason, so he started to speculate based on the murder movies that he had seen before. "He was born with a limp, and he was bullied since he was young. This caused him to have a low self-esteem, and when this emotion reaches a certain level, it will warp into the desire to destroy others and himself. F * ck, now that I think about it, he has all the characteristics of a murderer! "
Chen Ge put down the thermos, and he tried to think of a question. "If the landlord is really a murderer, doesn't that mean I'll have to spend the night next door to the murderer?"
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