The door slammed heavily against the wall. Chen Ge rushed into the room and pulled open the window.
"F * ck! This high? "
He stood by the window and looked down. They were at least three to four meters from the ground.
Hurried footsteps came from the corridor. The landlord and the tattooed man were closing in.
Chen Ge did not have time to think. He jumped out of the window, grabbed the windowsill, and stepped on the anti-theft netting.
"He must have seen us moving the body!"
"Don't let him go!"
The landlord's ugly face appeared at the door. He raised the cleaver and hissed, "You still want to run?"
Chen Ge did not dare hesitate. He let go and jumped down.
His arm was scratched by the wall, and his shirt was torn by the netting. After Chen Ge landed, he rolled on the ground, picked up the mallet, and ran toward the outer wall.
"Quick! Catch him! "The landlord roared and threw the cleaver at Chen Ge.
The back of his head turned cold. Chen Ge looked at the cleaver that was stuck deep into the grass behind him. Cold sweat poured down his face. "I cannot let this fall into the hands of these people. They have already made up their mind to kill me!"
The front door of the apartment was pushed open. The fat man and the woman who were hiding on the first floor rushed over with the shears they used to trim the shrubs.
"A bunch of madmen!" Chen Ge sprinted like an arrow to the front door. He stepped on the landlord's new lock, grabbed the rusty chain, and jumped through the door.
The apartment was surrounded by a dense forest. The night was dark, and it was impossible to see the road. Coupled with the fact that he was being chased, in a hurry, Chen Ge rushed into the forest.
One chased and the other ran. The flashlight flashed occasionally, and the curses of the landlord and the tattooed man came from behind him. Chen Ge did not dare to turn his head back. There was only one thought in his mind — escape as soon as possible!
His clothes were torn by the branches, and he was covered in mud and leaves. After running for a full fifteen minutes, Chen Ge finally managed to shake off the landlord and his group.
He squatted inside the bush and looked at the glimmer of light that swept across the forest. His fingers dug into the soil, and he sucked in mouthfuls of air.
It was too thrilling!
When he was trapped in the apartment, as long as he hesitated or made a wrong choice, he could very well lose his life.
"Isn't this Trial Mission a little too difficult?" The mission given by the black phone was a gamble of life and death, and the scariest thing was that it was happening in real life.
Although Chen Ge had gotten rid of the landlord temporarily, it did not mean that he was safe. Chen Ge hid in the bushes. In fact, he was worried that if he turned around, the landlord would suddenly appear behind him with a pair of pruning shears and cleavers.
As his heartbeat returned to normal, Chen Ge slowly stood up from the bush. The light from the landlord's flashlight had disappeared, and the forest was dead silent. Not even the chirping of insects and birds could be heard.
"Where should I go?"
He was unfamiliar with the place and was running wildly in the dense forest. Now, he couldn't even tell north from south.
"Why don't we hide here until dawn?"
Chen Ge took out his phone and realized that the livestream was still going on. The screen had been black for more than an hour, and the screen was filled with question marks. Such a strange livestream, even the experienced viewers were starting to get confused.
He did not communicate with his viewers. He looked at the time and was about to click on Heshan's reply when the sound of rustling came from behind him.
Chen Ge immediately shoved the phone back into his pocket to prevent the light from exposing his presence.
Gripping the mallet tightly, his palms were sweaty, and he stared at the bushes where the sound came from.
After a while, a faint light shone on him.
"Someone's there? Who's there? "
Just as Chen Ge was about to swing the mallet, he heard a familiar voice.
"Wang Qi? Didn't he leave the apartment already? Why would he come back in the middle of the night? "Even though Chen Ge was curious, he knew that curiosity killed the cat, so he squatted where he was.
"Did I see wrongly? That's impossible. "Wang Qi scanned the area with the flashlight several times. He refused to give up and continued to wander around the spot.
"I can't go there. The problem with this person is no smaller than the tenants at Ping An Apartments." Chen Ge not only did not approach Wang Qi, he started to actively avoid him. He ran in the opposite direction from Wang Qi.
After walking for a while, Chen Ge realized that the terrain was getting steeper. He seemed to have run in the wrong direction and entered the back of the mountain alone.
Walking through the bushes, a slope appeared before him. Surrounded by trees, Chen Ge saw a very simple wooden hut. There was a sign nailed to the door. He leaned forward to take a closer look. "Fire prevention is like epidemic prevention, do not be careless. To improve the investment environment, afforestation is the priority."
"This looks like the place where the forest rangers live." He tried to push the door, but it was not locked. With a creak, a strange smell drifted out.
"What is this?" He did not dare to turn on his phone's flashlight, so he turned up the brightness.
The wooden hut was not big, and the daily necessities were placed randomly like a garbage dump.
His nose twitched, Chen Ge walked to the spot where the strange smell was the strongest. He pulled back the bed frame, and underneath it was a pile of moldy clothes.
"A collector?" What he saw was more serious than he expected. Most of the clothes under the bed belonged to women. They had not been washed, and they were covered in dirt.
Picking up a few random clothes to compare, Chen Ge realized that they were all the same size, so they probably belonged to the same person.
"The dirt on them hasn't dried yet, and this dress has been worn by someone in the past two days?"
With his Mortician's Make-up skill, Chen Ge was very familiar with the human anatomy. As he measured with his finger, the image of the female body that was embedded in the wall appeared in his mind.
"The size fits perfectly, so this dress probably belongs to the female body in the wall!"
Why would a dead person's clothes be hidden inside this wooden hut? And it had been worn by someone in the past few days!
Chen Ge's heart started to race. He placed the woman's clothes on the ground and pulled out some crumpled notes from the pockets. On them were sentences like "I love you."
"This handwriting …" Chen Ge took out the note that he had taken out from the doll's body. Comparing the two, the handwriting was about eighty to ninety percent similar.
The note inside the doll is from five years ago, and these women's clothes were obviously dumped here only a few weeks ago. How come there are so many similarities between the two items that have been separated by five years?
The same handwriting, the same confession, could it be that the culprit was the same person in both cases?
He picked up the clothes again and was about to close the bed when a peach-colored phone fell out of the pocket of the clothes.
"The victim's phone?"
Picking it up, Chen Ge pressed the power button and realized that the phone was in text mode.
"Save me?"
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