My Iyashikei Game

This petite, cute-dressed female anchor was clearly interested in the women in room 1044.

If it wasn't for Brother Hua's permission, she might have gone to room 1044 long ago.

"Don't talk about this after 0:00!" Brother Hua took a peek at the folded red skirt out of the corner of his eyes. After seeing that the red skirt was normal, he was relieved: "We still have to go on patrol, you hurry up and put the music on. It's closed, don't make trouble for yourself."

The female anchor looked aggrieved, but she still agreed to turn off the music and stop the live broadcast.

When the hostess went back to the bedroom to turn off the music, Han Fei glanced at the door. There were many cameras and disassembled surveillance probes in room 1084.

"Let's go, leave her alone." Xiao Fang suddenly urged, as if he had found something, he reached out and grabbed Brother Hua's sleeve.

Han Fei felt that Xiao Fang's state was not right, resisted the thought of entering the house to check, and left the eighth floor with the two security guards.

The voice-activated light on the ninth floor turned on, and when he walked between the eighth and ninth floors, Xiao Fangcai looked at Han Fei and Brother Hua nervously, his face full of terror.

"Didn't you find out?"

"Found what?"

"That woman is offering a portrait in the bathroom, and the black-and-white photo is of herself!" Xiao Fang was very frightened: "Is she already dead? How could a living person be so interested in ghosts?"

"When you said that, it reminded me that the woman had water stains on the corners of her clothes. When she heard the knock on the door, she was not in the live broadcast, but in the bathroom." The more Han Fei thought about it, the more wrong he felt. Room 1084 The woman of 1044 should have some kind of connection, it may be blood, or it may be a friend.

"Why don't we go back and have a look?" Han Fei's proposal was directly rejected by Brother Hua and Xiao Fang. When the three of them were debating whether they should go back or not, there was a sudden sound of the door opening from the ninth floor.

At the same time, the voice-activated lights went out, and the three security guards grabbed each other.

"Don't, don't be nervous, there is an old lady living on the ninth floor, it should be her..." Brother Hua raised his flashlight and walked in front. He gently pushed open the security door on the ninth floor, and in the dark corridor stood a body An old man in a black coat and a black scarf.

After seeing the old man, Brother Hua breathed a sigh of relief: "Aunt Jia, why did you run out in the middle of the night again? It's not even four o'clock."

The old man in the black coat frowned: "When people are old, they wake up earlier and can't sleep well. I want to go out for a walk."

"Aunt Jia, a security guard disappeared a while ago. You should stay at home recently."

"I can't sleep at home, and I feel panicky, so I feel more comfortable outside." Aunt Jia waved her hand: "I've lived in my eighties, and I've already lived enough. You don't need to worry about me."

The old lady was still very stubborn. She insisted on not going back to the room, and she couldn't give a specific reason. Han Fei felt that things were not that simple.

"Aunt Jia, do you always have nightmares when you sleep at home?" Han Fei tried to keep his tone a little more euphemistic.

"Are you trying to sell me some sleep aid pillow? No need." The old man was a bit strange and didn't like to pay attention to the people in the building. She didn't listen to the persuasion and pushed Brother Hua directly to the safe passage on the right.

"Aren't we going to stop her?" Seeing that Brother Hua was standing still, Han Fei didn't understand, which was different from the enthusiasm that Brother Hua showed before.

"I can't persuade. That old lady is the first resident in the building. She has a very strange personality. She always gets up at 3:30 in the morning and walks around the building. She also has many strange hobbies, such as never taking the elevator. Never go to the top floor, never call anyone's name, and never laugh." Brother Hua was just talking casually, but Han Fei took his words to heart.

He always felt that the old man seemed to know something, and the other party didn't do those things, as if he was deliberately avoiding the death curse in the building.

Looking at the back of the old man from a distance, she leaned against the wall and occasionally touched her scarf.

When the scarf was moved, a small blood-like butterfly pattern was faintly revealed.

This old lady is also a flower pot for butterflies?

Han Fei kept his mind. He felt that the old lady wandered around the building before four o'clock every day, probably looking for something.

"The corridor door is locked. As long as she is still in the building, I should still be able to meet her." Han Fei wanted to meet the old man alone, but now is not the time. He was deceived and even helped the other party to count the money.

"Let's go, nothing bad has ever happened on the ninth floor. This floor is still very reassuring."

Brother Hua's words deepened Han Fei's suspicion again, why is the ninth floor where the elderly live the safest? Have all the bad things been solved by the old man in advance?

Continuing to patrol, the strange old lady seems to be the lucky star of the three security guards. They did not encounter anything on the fourth floor until the fourteenth floor.

When Han Fei walked out of the corner of the stairs on the thirteenth floor, a cold aura enveloped him.

Inexplicably shivering, Han Fei looked at the number 14 on the wall, and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"There is a lunatic living on the 14th floor. I hope he doesn't get sick tonight." Brother Hua didn't want to stay on the 14th floor, but it happened that there was a problem on this floor.

The surveillance cameras in the corridors were smashed, the locks on the security doors were removed, and there were all kinds of household garbage scattered on the ground, sticky and everywhere.

"When we patrolled at 0:00, the monitoring and door locks were still normal!" Xiao Fang walked past the garbage. He wanted to pull Han Fei together, but found that Han Fei was concentrating.

Staring at the trash: "What are you looking at?"

"Household garbage can also reflect a person's personality, and can roughly deduce some information." Han Fei flipped the garbage with the rubber stick in his hand, and after a while, his arm hovered in the air.

"Have you found anything?" Xiao Fang and Brother Hua got close together. They looked at the position of Han Fei's rubber stick, and they were all in bad shape.

In an inconspicuous package, there was half a broken finger still bleeding.

"My God!" Xiao Fang took two steps back in a row, and he grabbed Han Fei's clothes: "Is this a murder case! Is it a murder!"

Han Fei seemed to be stunned. It took him a long time to react. He seemed to be nauseous, and his face became even paler.

"Both of you, calm down for me! Don't panic!" Brother Hua could barely keep his composure. He was about to pull Han Fei up when Xiao Fang next to him suddenly screamed.

"Behind! Brother Hua, look at the back!"

Brother Hua and Han Fei turned their heads at the same time. In the corridor on the 14th floor, a security door was open, and a face stuck out, watching them in the dark.

"That seems to be room 1144, right?"

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