Chapter 310
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The petite and adorable streamer was obviously interested in the woman in Room 1044.
If not for Brother Hua's permission, she would have run into Room 1044 already.
"Don't talk about this after midnight!" Brother Hua glanced at the folded dress out of the corner of his eyes. He sighed in relief when he saw there was nothing wrong with the dress. "We still need to go on patrol. Why don't you turn off the music? Don't ask for trouble."
The female streamer looked pitiful but she still agreed to stop the livestream.
When the female streamer returned to her bedroom to turn off the music, Han Fei glanced at the door. There were many cameras and surveillance cameras inside Room 1084.
"Let's go, leave her be." Xiao Fang suddenly urged. He seemed to have noticed something as he reached out to grab Brother Hua's sleeve.
Han Fei felt something was wrong with Xiao Fang so he resisted the urge to enter the room. He followed the two security guards and left the 8th floor.
The voice-activated lights on the 9th floor came on. When they reached the middle of the 8th and 9th floor, Xiao Fang looked at Han Fei and Brother Hua nervously. His face was filled with fear.
"Haven't you noticed?"
"Noticed what?"
"There's a portrait inside the bathroom, it's a black and white portrait of herself!" Xiao Fang was terrified. "Is she dead? Why would a living person be so interested in ghosts? "
"Now that you mention it, there are water stains on the corner of the woman's shirt. When she heard the knocking, she was not in the middle of a livestream but inside the bathroom." The more Han Fei thought about it, the more unsettled he became. The woman in Room 1084 and the woman in Room 1044 had some kind of connection, it could be blood or they could be friends.
"Shall we go back to take a look?" Han Fei's suggestion was rejected by Brother Hua and Xiao Fang. Just as the 3 of them were debating whether to go back or not, the sound of a door opening came from the 9th floor.
At the same time, the voice-activated lights went off. The 3 security guards grabbed each other tightly.
"Don't, don't worry, there is an old lady living on the 9th floor, it should be her …" Brother Hua raised the flashlight and walked in front. He gently pushed open the security door on the 9th floor. In the dark corridor stood an old man in a black coat and a black scarf.
When he saw the old lady, Brother Hua sighed in relief. "Aunty Jia, why did you come out in the middle of the night again? It's not four o 'clock yet. "
The old man in the black coat frowned. "I'm old, so I wake up earlier. I can't sleep well. I want to go out for a walk."
"Auntie Jia, a security guard went missing some time ago. You should stay at home for now."
"I can't sleep at home, and I feel flustered. I feel that it's more comfortable outside." Aunty Jia waved her hand. "I've lived for more than eighty years. I've lived enough. You don't have to worry about me."
The old lady was stubborn. She refused to return to her room but she could not give Han Fei a reason. Han Fei had a feeling things were not that simple.
"Auntie Jia, do you always have nightmares at home?" Han Fei tried to sound as polite as possible.
"Are you trying to sell me a sleeping pillow? I don't need it. " The old man had a strange temper and did not like to talk to the people in the building. She did not listen to his advice and directly pushed Brother Hua away and walked toward the safe passage on the right.
"Are we not going to stop her?" Han Fei was confused when he saw Brother Hua stand where he was. This was different from the friendliness that Brother Hua had shown earlier.
"It's impossible. The old lady was the earliest tenant of this building. She has a strange personality, she always wakes up punctually at 3: 30 am and wanders around the building. She also has many weird habits like she never takes the elevator, never goes to the top floor, never calls out people's names and never smiles. "Brother Hua was just saying it casually but Han Fei memorized his words.
He had a feeling the old lady knew something. It was as if she was purposely avoiding the curse of the building.
Staring at the old lady's back, she leaned against the wall and occasionally touched her scarf.
When the scarf moved, a small piece of blood-like butterfly pattern would be vaguely revealed.
'This old lady is also a flower pot for butterflies?'
Han Fei kept an eye on her. He had a feeling the old lady would wander around the building before 4 am every day. She was probably looking for something.
'The stairwell door is locked. As long as she's still inside the building, I should be able to run into her again.' Han Fei wanted to meet the old man alone, but now was not the time. The amount of information they had was too different. It was easy to be tricked and help the old man count his money.
"Let's go, nothing bad has happened on the 9th floor, this floor is quite safe."
Brother Hua's words deepened Han Fei's suspicion. Why did the 9th floor have to be the safest? Had all the bad things been dealt with by the old lady?
They continued their patrol. The strange old lady appeared to be the 3 guards' lucky star. They did not run into any trouble for 4 floors until they reached the 14th floor.
When Han Fei turned the corner of the 13th floor stairwell, a chilling presence enveloped him.
Han Fei shivered involuntarily. Looking at the number 14 on the wall, a bad feeling rose in his heart.
'There's a madman living on the 14th floor, I hope he didn't act up tonight.' Brother Hua did not want to stay on the 14th floor but this was where the problem happened.
The surveillance cameras in the corridor had been smashed, and the lock on the security door had been removed. There was also all kinds of household garbage scattered on the ground, and it was sticky everywhere.
"When we were patrolling at midnight, the surveillance and the door lock were still working fine!" Xiao Fang walked past the trash. He wanted to pull Han Fei with him but he noticed Han Fei was too focused on the trash. "What are you looking at?"
"Trash can also reflect a person's personality, we can get some information from them." Han Fei used the rubber bat to flip through the trash. After a while, his arm stopped in midair.
"Did you find anything?" Xiao Fang and Brother Hua huddled closer. When they saw where Han Fei was pointing with the rubber bat, their hearts dropped.
Hidden in an inconspicuous package was half a severed finger that was still bleeding.
"Oh my God!" Xiao Fang staggered back. He gripped Han Fei's shirt tightly. "Is this a murder?! It's a murder! "
Han Fei was stunned. It took him a long time to recover. It was as if he had never seen flesh and blood before. He felt nauseous and his face paled.
"Both of you, calm down! Don't panic! " Brother Hua managed to maintain his composure. He was about to pull Han Fei up when Xiao Fang suddenly screamed.
"Behind us! Brother Hua, look behind us! "
Brother Hua and Han Fei turned at the same time. In the 14th floor corridor, one of the anti-theft doors was open. A face poked out and looked at them in the dark.
"Isn't that Room 1144?"
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