Pollution throughout the territory

As soon as he walked out of the study room, Xia Ren saw Qin Yun knitting a sweater in the living room.

She seemed to have learned it during the two days when she was unconscious, saying she was looking for something to do.

Seeing that he was about to go out, Qin Yun asked: "It's so late, where are you going?"

Xia Ren pointed upstairs: "Didn't you hear any noise?"

Qin Yun put down the sweater needle in her hand and listened for a while: "No?"

Xia Ren frowned. In his ears, the sound had turned into "rumbling, rumbling" and was still ringing.

Only you can hear it.

He put on the coward's ear pick and said comfortingly: "It's nothing serious. Maybe there are mice upstairs over time. I'll go up and take a look first. You wait at home."

When he said this, Qin Yun felt relieved, "Then go ahead. If it doesn't work, we'll deal with it tomorrow."

Xia Ren walked out of the door with a serious expression.

Mask said before he passed out that after he disappeared, "those people" would think that he was dead and could buy himself time.

"Those people" must be enemies, but I seem to have lost part of my memory, so I still don't know who the people who covet me are.

At present, the foundation is acting fastest. They have sent Liu Xiuxiu to monitor him. Although the method is rough, it is simple and easy to use. He really can't do anything to Liu Xiuxiu.

Although the Foundation did not show any hostility towards him, Xia Ren did not dare to relax at all. The mask had reminded him to be careful of them.

It has only been three days since Liu Xiuxiu arrived. She has lived here for more than half a month without any problems. It makes no sense that so many problems have cropped up in just these two days.

Upstairs, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Although it may be that I worry too much, there is nothing wrong with being more cautious.

He turned on the flashlight on his phone to disperse the darkness in the corridor.

In the past, we knew that this residential building actually had seven floors, but the upper floors had been vacant for some unknown reason.

Xia Ren has lived here for so long, and this is the first time he has walked up.

Because it had not been inhabited for many years, he felt that the air began to become turbid after just walking a few steps. The steps under his feet were covered with dust and objects buried in the dust. The handrails next to him were also covered in dust.

Xia Ren's pupils narrowed.

He saw footprints and traces of human hands on the steps and handrails respectively.

"Has anyone been there recently?"

Who would come to such a remote place?

Continuing to walk forward, the air became turbid and there was no wind at all in the corridor. At the corner, Xia Ren found half a broken spider web.

"Tonight, someone went up."

The crowbar appeared in his hand. The unknown and darkness can always arouse fear in people's hearts. Even Xia Ren, who had seen big scenes, became a little nervous at this time.

Following the footprints, Xia Ren stopped in front of a door. The sound in the house continued, but now it turned into the sound of water.

This is an older wooden door. The lower door frame is broken and there are traces of insect bites everywhere, which is enough to prove that it has been forgotten by people for a long time.

Through the light of his mobile phone, Xia Ren saw the front of the door and drew an abstract portrait of a child with a black brush. The child had a long mouth and crooked eyes, but he was holding an irregular round shape in his hand. Object, much like a head.

That's a head!

After looking carefully, I discovered that the round object in the child's hand actually had a nose and eyes, which was more detailed than the child's own face. There were also a few messy lines dragging out from the bottom, which were clearly hair!

Looking down along the hair, there are several similar round objects scattered around the child's feet. There is no doubt that they are also heads.

Portrait of a madman!

Xia Ren's spine felt cold for no reason, and his palms broke into cold sweat.

Looking back, I saw a similar picture on the other door opposite, but it was just a group of people standing together. What was strange was that their heads had been scratched out with messy lines.

Xia Ren counted. On the door opposite, there were old and young, tall and short. There were seven people in total. They looked like a family. But at the child's feet, including the one he was holding in his hand, there were only six. head.

Where did the missing one go?

In the empty corridor, no matter day or night, they were facing each other all the time. The smile on the child's face seemed to be mocking the headless group of people opposite.

These two paintings were obviously painted by the same person. Could it be that the reason the upstairs has been vacant has something to do with this?

No matter how you think about it, it is too unreasonable. Although Jupiter City is not as prosperous as the city, it is still a very good city, especially this community is not too far from the city center. Nowadays, with the rising housing prices, every inch of land is precious. It's understandable that one or two houses are empty, but it's weird that the whole floor is empty, and not just one floor.

There must be something hidden in it.

"This can be studied slowly later. The most urgent task is to find out what is causing the abnormal noise in the room."

The door handle is clean, indicating that someone has wiped it or used it.

Xia Ren looked at the portrait of the child in front of him, hesitated slightly, and then knocked on the door.

"Boom!"

The sound of water in the house suddenly stopped.

Xia Ren heard footsteps walking towards this side, but stopped at the door and didn't move.

Time passed by, and the two people faced each other silently through a door.

"anyone there?"

In the end, it was Xia Ren who spoke first and asked.

"Who are you?"

Probably because there was a door across the way, the voice sounded a bit muffled. It's a man.

Xia Ren sorted out his words and said, "I am your neighbor downstairs. What are you doing in the house? I can always hear noises. Can I go in and take a look?"

There was a brief silence.

"No way, who are you?"

The man's tone was full of vigilance: "The uncle who sent me up today said that there is no one living in the house downstairs. Where did you come from? If you don't tell me, I will call the police."

uncle?

Uncle Qin automatically appeared in Xia Ren's mind.

Ever since he said he was a resident on the fifth floor, Uncle Qin ran away, and Xia Ren never met him again.

Xia Ren remembered clearly that the other party's promise to introduce him to someone had not yet been redeemed.

"Is the uncle you are talking about named Qin?"

He had to let the other party open the door tonight to see what happened.

"Seems to be."

Xia Ren sighed and said, "I know that Uncle Qin. He lives on the second floor. I heard from other residents that he suffers from Alzheimer's disease and is forgetful. I have moved here for half a year, and I still have to explain it every time I see him. I am a tenant here, I am a tenant here, but he just can’t remember it. There was another time when he thought I was a thief and asked someone to call the police and stopped me from coming up?”

"you really?"

"Why are you lying to me? You can take your phone and set the alarm button. If anything goes wrong, you can call the police. How about that?"

Xia Ren's words finally had an effect, and he said, "Okay, I'll open the door for you."

"Squeak~"

The old wooden door made a heart-wrenching sound as it slowly opened, and the narrow light from the crack in the door brought light to the corridor.

but.

The door in front of Xia Ren didn't move at all.

The sudden situation made his body stiffen, and he slowly turned his head. He saw that the door behind him opened a gap, and the seven people painted on it seemed to be waving to him.

"Who was I talking to just now?"