Nightmare Apostle

But Tong Han, who was rushing out the door, stopped when she heard painful and aggrieved cries from behind. It didn't sound like a man, but more like an aggrieved woman.

"Why are you crying?" Tong Han asked through the door. She also wanted to get more clues from this ghost's mouth.

"I had an accident on stage. A heavy object fell from the stage and hurt my right foot. I also broke my big toe. You know what this means to a dancer. "Mr. Hou collapsed on the ground and cried helplessly, "I will never have the chance to go on stage again, and even completing some complicated dance steps is very difficult."

"I came to those female dancers, just hoping they could help me, but they... none of them were willing! These white-eyed wolves have forgotten that I taught them the dance steps step by step, and I was their first teacher. !”

"How can they help you?" Tong Han couldn't figure it out. These female dancers are just dancers, not miracle doctors who can regenerate severed limbs.

"I need them to give me a toe, the big toe of my right foot!" Mr. Hou was emotional, as if he had seen the moment when his dream came true. "With the toe, I can return to the stage and continue dancing. You don’t understand, people like you don’t understand!”

"Crazy." Tong Han didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and left. This man was completely crazy.

"I can go to the administrator on the 3rd floor with my toes, she is a doctor, she is the best surgeon! Only she can do it!"

The next second, Tong Han suddenly stopped and said, "Administrator?"

"Yes, Miss Zuoqiu, she is one of the managers of the apartment and the wife of Brother An. She is the best surgeon." Mr. Hou emphasized again, with a serious and persistent expression, which seemed to have become something deep in his heart. Obsession.

This was breaking news, and Tong Han immediately became energetic, "Which room does this Miss Zuoqiu live in?"

"I don't know. I only know that she and Brother An live on the third floor. Miss Zuoqiu lives in seclusion. Very few people have seen her in the apartment." Mr. Hou said.

"Then how can we find her?" Tong Han asked again.

Mr. Hou stopped talking and stared at Tong Han. After a moment, his expression softened and he waved to Tong Han, "It's not safe outside. You come in first. I'll tell you in detail when you come in."

Tong Han nodded clearly, "It seems you don't dare to come out."

Mr. Hou's eyes were wide with anger, but he really didn't dare to go out and catch Tong Han back. He could only stare at her fiercely, or rather greedy for her toes.

Tong Han bent down, took off his shoes, raised his right foot and stretched it towards the edge of the door, shaking it slightly, which made Mr. Hou's eyes widen.

"Do you like it?"

Mr. Hou stopped talking. He knew that the other party was playing a trick on him, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"As long as you tell me how to find Miss Zuoqiu, I will give you this toe. I will keep my word." Tong Han said in a serious tone.

"How can I trust you?" Mr. Hou is not stupid, "Unless you come in first, we can talk after you come in."

Tong Han suddenly smiled and waved to Mr. Hou, indicating that he would throw the big scissors to him, "You have to be sincere, right? I'll show it to you right now."

Picking up the thrown scissors, Tong Han took a deep breath and cut off the big toe on her right foot with a sharp knife. Blood immediately flowed out. After simply stopping the bleeding, she endured the severe pain, bent down to pick up the big toe from the ground, and showed Show it to Mr. Hou, "How...how about it? Is this sincerity enough?"

Mr. Hou was also infected by Tong Han's determination and said simply: "If you want to see Miss Zuoqiu, you need to enter the elevator alone from the 3rd floor at a moment before 12 midnight, operate the elevator to the top 9th floor, and then Go down to the 1st floor and press the elevator panels 2F and 4 at the same time.

By pressing the floor operation button, the elevator will initially run repeatedly between the 2nd and 4th floors until it finally stops on the 3rd floor. "

At this point, Mr. Hou paused and his expression became serious, "You have to remember what I say next. Normally, the floor button in the elevator lights up with a yellow light, but this time, the 3rd floor button lights up with a red light. See When the red light lights up, it means you are successful."

Tong Han remembered every word in his heart, "What next?"

"When you see the red light turn on, you should immediately turn around and face away from the elevator door."

"Facing your back?"

Imagine that in the early morning, with your back to an elevator door that is about to open, this fear of the unknown is the most terrifying.

Mr. Hou nodded solemnly, "Yes, your back is turned. This is the key. After hearing the elevator door open, you cannot look back. You must maintain this posture and walk out of the elevator backwards."

"What's outside the elevator?" Tong Han asked in a low voice, "That Miss Zuoqiu is standing outside the elevator, right?"

But this time, Mr. Hou hesitated and did not give a positive answer, "I don't know, but I know someone found Miss Zuoqiu this way."

"who?"

"Mr. Wen lives in room 5042." Mr. Hou recalled.

Hearing room 5042, Tong Han immediately felt that the room number was familiar, and then he suddenly realized that this was the room where Qu Yi performed his mission tonight. If I remember correctly, this Mr. Wen is a famous suspense novelist. author.

Seeing Tong Han's silence, Mr. Hou was obviously mistaken and said urgently: "Miss Tong, I advise you not to disturb Mr. Wen.

This man was very eccentric, living alone and extremely withdrawn. He was one of the first tenants in this apartment, but he never had contact with his neighbors and very few people knew him. "

"Is he dangerous?" Tong Han asked bluntly.

"I don't know about this, but the neighbors in the apartment are privately saying that Mr. Wen will occasionally invite some people to his room late at night with a large sum of money, both men and women, but we only see these people go in, and never see anyone come out." Speaking of this Mr. Wen, he was obviously a little nervous.

"What does this Mr. Wen want to do with Miss Zuoqiu?" Tong Han suddenly thought.

Mr. Hou shook his head, "Sorry, I don't know about this, I don't know about this Mr. Wen, I just heard it."

After saying that, Mr. Hou stared at Tong Han and stretched out his hand to ask for the toe, "Miss Tong, I have told you everything I know, and now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

Originally, Tong Han wanted to ask more indirectly, but there was no time, and judging from Mr. Hou's appearance, it was unlikely that he would reveal more information.

Tong Han kept his promise and threw the broken toe to Mr. Hou. Mr. Hou caught it and looked crazy holding the bloody toe. "I have a toe now! I can dance on the stage again, hahaha!! It's a female dancer's toe!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Hou, your wish has come true." Tong Han smiled and blessed, "Now please help me find some hemostatics, gauze and needles and thread, I need to treat the wound."