The strange fire, the missing killer, for the first time, Chen Ge realized he had a talent for storytelling. Combining the news online and his own speculation, he basically reconstructed the case that year.
"That's what happened. To find new material for my Haunted House, I went to the haunted house at night, but I made a shocking discovery. Everyone in this apartment is abnormal. I suspect the killer from five years ago is hiding among them!" Chen Ge put out the cigarette and turned to look at the phone.
"Interesting, a real life version of a werewolf murder. Now, let's welcome the prophet."
I'm a green insect: "Host, you're making it sound so real. If one person believes you, then I'll admit defeat. "
"Jiujiang City's Fu An Apartments. I looked it up online, and it appears to be real."
Heshan: "I believe the host."
I'm a green insect: "Even if the host is telling the truth, how can he prove that the room he's staying in is the haunted house? Like he said, the apartment was burned down, but look at the room he's staying in. The walls are clean, the floor is clean, and all the furniture is intact. Does this look like a haunted house? "
"I won't lie to you about that. It's too easy to prove it." Chen Ge moved the dressing table away, took out a fruit knife, and scraped away the paint on the corner. "After the fire, the name of the apartment was changed, and it was renovated, but no matter what, some things can't be covered up."
He scraped away a layer of the wall to reveal the blackened bricks underneath. "This is one of the pieces of evidence that the fire happened."
All Scumbags Must Die: "No, I'm curious why you brought a hammer and knife when you went to a hotel. Are you trying to impersonate the suspect's partner? "
"The wall was scraped away. My heart aches for the boss."
"How much does it cost to stay in this apartment for a night? It doesn't even have a television. "
Chen Ge looked at the chat, and after a long time, he could not hold it in anymore. "Guys, can you stop focusing on the details? Can't you show me some respect? I'm risking my life to livestream for you! "
All Scumbags Must Die tipped a coin. "I'll feed you one cent to show my respect."
Chen Ge could only helplessly deal with his fans. These old players were very mischievous. "Alright, let's get back to the topic at hand. In the apartment building, I met six people. The first one was a woman who might have mental problems. She smiled at me through the gap of the door when I walked in. I don't know anything about this person, so let's not talk about it for now … "
Chen Ge shared the description of the tenants at the apartment building with his own analysis. "In terms of motive, the landlord is the most likely culprit, but he has a limp and walks very slowly. In terms of physical condition, the tattooed man on the first floor and the short and fat man on the second floor were more likely. Of course, we can't rule out the woman on the first floor and the skinny Wang Qi. "
All Scumbags Must Die said, "You've said so much, but I suspect the real culprit is the old man in the wheelchair. After all, he was the biggest beneficiary of the fire."
"That's possible. The old man is paralyzed now, but that doesn't mean he was paralyzed five years ago. Furthermore, the culprit didn't use physical strength to kill but arson, so the old man could be the culprit."
"Yes, the old man's paralysis could be a disguise. The one who is least likely to be the culprit might be the culprit."
"Actually, I suspect the woman on the first floor more. She smiled at the host, so she was probably hinting at something. Host, do you still remember the height of the woman's lips when she smiled? Let me analyze it for you from the perspective of microexpression psychology. "
"I can't remember …"
The fans' enthusiasm was aroused, and the livestream's popularity started to increase.
Chen Ge looked at the chat silently and did not find anything valuable. "Looks like I'll have to find more clues myself."
He held the phone before him. "I've done a site search earlier and noticed that the first and second floors of this apartment have been renovated, but some places on the third floor still look like they were five years ago. In a bit, I'll enter the third floor to search and try to find something useful."
"Look like five years ago? That's weird. "
"The cold case has not been solved. Will the deceased be lingering in the same spot because they are unwilling to give up?"
"Visiting a haunted house at night, how brave!"
"How do you run a Haunted House if you're not brave? Let me tell you, the last time we went to the host's Haunted House, one of the two bravest people was scared to tears, and the other fainted. "
"Wait a minute, why would the two bravest people be scared to that extent? What about the timid ones? "
"That's bullsh * t. Who would dare enter his Haunted House if they were timid?"
"You do have a point."
Heshan chuckled. "Haha."
Chen Ge did not mind. He placed the fruit knife back into his pocket and practiced drawing several times. Then, holding the phone in one hand and the mallet in the other, he walked to the door.
This time, he was smarter. He glanced through the gap to make sure there was no one in the corridor before he pushed the door open.
When he closed the door, Chen Ge pulled out a strand of his hair and stuck it into the keyhole. This way, if someone opened the door while he was gone, his hair would be pushed into the keyhole.
After he was ready, Chen Ge walked down the second-floor corridor and came to the staircase.
His movement was light. He did not activate the voice-activated lights, but he used the light from his phone to feel his way forward.
Walking up the stairs, the color of the walls darkened, and an indescribable smell permeated the air.
When he reached the third floor, Chen Ge turned on the flashlight on his phone. He leaned against the wall and focused.
The first time he accidentally walked up to the third floor, he had seen a blurry shadow flash across the corridor. It was the shape of a person.
"Whether it's a person or a ghost, I need to be careful."
The light from the phone showed the crime scene from five years ago. Chen Ge looked at the deep scratches on the wall and gripped the mallet in his hand.
The architectural style of Ping An Apartments was unique. There was only one staircase, and it was close to the right side of the apartment. This made the corridor on the left look especially long.
Walking down the corridor, chills ran down his spine. Even though he was leaning against the wall, he did not feel safe.
"If the fire started on the third floor, this place would not have survived. Therefore, the third floor is probably a place that the killer did not visit." Chen Ge walked down the dark corridor. The doors on both sides were half open, and many of them were burnt out of shape.
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