infinite danger

The lighting on the fifth floor is much better than other floors. All the furniture is covered with white cloth, which is covered with dust. There is mold somewhere, and there is a musty smell in the air.

There are many brown cardboard boxes piled up in the corner of the living room, some of which are painted with two little girls holding hands, some are painted with extremely messy graffiti, and some are densely written with red marker pens, which look special creepy.

"Sister, why is it you?"

"Why did you betray me? Why did you take him away?"

"Didn't you say you would protect me forever?"

"you liar."

"Sister, I will never forgive you."

"Go to hell."

The handwriting is scribbled, leaving knife-like marks on the paper. It is not difficult to imagine the anger and mania of the writer at that time.

Those words are like vicious curses. After reading for a long time, people feel uneasy, and they instinctively want to avoid their eyes.

Next to the pile of cardboard boxes, there is a pair of red high-heeled shoes.

This place seems to be deliberately forgotten. It has not been cleaned for a long time, and dust is everywhere. There is no dust on the surface of this pair of high-heeled shoes.

Looking at this pair of shoes, Ji Siwei frowned subconsciously - when Shi Chu appeared, it was always accompanied by the sound of high heels.

If this is the pair that Shi Chu wore to knock on the door, it would be a bit scary.

"Have you opened these boxes?"

Ji Siwei looked at Chenyu.

"I checked them all one by one, and there are only some girls' clothes, books and daily necessities."

The pain from the wound was unbearable, there was no blood on Chen Yu's lips, and even the tone of his speech was not as smooth as before.

"A book..."

Ji Siwei pursed his lips, approached those cardboard boxes, found a box for storing books, took out a book at random, and opened the title page.

The words "Shi Chu" were written on the paper, the handwriting was beautiful, which was completely different from the handwriting on the cardboard box.

Ji Siwei opened a few more books and found that Shi Chu's name was all written on them.

Just as he was about to return the book in his hand, something fell out of the book and landed lightly on the ground.

"What fell?" The woman in the cheongsam had sharp eyes, and immediately picked it up when she saw it. After a glance, she handed it to Ji Siwei: "It's a photo."

Hearing this, the other two walked behind Ji Siwei at the same time, and looked at the photo in his hand.

Looking at the environment in the photo, it looks like it was taken in the living room on the second floor. The handsome man sitting in front of the piano is looking at the camera with a smile on his face. Neck, looks sweet.

"Is this woman Shi Chu or Shi Yi? They look so much alike, even if I'm not face-blind, I can't tell the difference."

The cheongsam woman spread her hands.

"This is Shi Yi. I noticed that when I found the group photo before, only Shi Yi has a small mole on his cheek." Ah Ming paused: "Do you think this man looks familiar?"

"Of course it looks familiar." Ji Siwei raised his head slightly: "This buddy is the one you dragged out of the dark cabinet in Room [-] with your own hands."

"Which one?" The woman in the cheongsam raised her head in a daze, and after a while she suddenly remembered a pale and rotten face: "Huh?!!"

"Wait, let me take a look again." The woman in the cheongsam snatched the photo, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then took a breath: "It's really him. From the photo, he should be Shi Yi's boyfriend. Why was he killed? Why was his body hidden in Room [-]?"

"Excuse me..." Chen Yu looked confused: "What corpse, why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

"When we were looking for Shi Chu's body, we found a male corpse in Room [-] on the second floor." Ah Ming pointed to the man in the photo, and briefly explained: "It's his corpse."

Chen Yu suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

"What is certain now is that the things in the cardboard box are from Shichu, and the person who wrote on the cardboard box is Shiyi." Ji Siwei closed the pages of the book, put it back into the box, and quickly sorted out all the clues:

"After my sister died, ghosts wandered in this house... When I knocked on the door, I said, 'Sister, can you give me back your heart', and my sister said that my sister betrayed her and took someone away.

Is it possible that the elder sister took the love with a knife, and the younger sister killed both her elder sister and her boyfriend in a rage, and hid the corpses separately. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly felt cold and their hairs stood on end.

"You mean, Shi Yi killed her own sister and her boyfriend?" The cheongsam woman suddenly felt that the photo in her hand was a little hot, and threw it on the cardboard box: "How can a weak woman kill two people without anyone noticing?" adult?"

"There are many methods, and the most time-saving and labor-saving method should be poisoning, but I just said that there is a possibility." Ji Siwei lowered the corners of his eyes slightly, and said in a calm and objective tone: "From now on, Shi Yi is definitely not an ordinary npc. Be careful when she shows up again."

Ji Siwei raised his eyes lightly, his eyes passed over the living room like a morgue, and landed on the balcony garden: "The most urgent task is to find Shi Chu's body."

"You reminded me right." Chen Yu nodded in agreement, "I'll take you there."

The balcony garden on the fifth floor is actually a closed glass greenhouse with a large area. Looking out through the glass, the sky is dim and the clouds are thick. The whole world is shrouded in gray smog, and only some blurred House silhouette.

There are many unnamed small trees and neat bushes planted on the balcony, each of which has luxuriant branches and leaves that are so green that they are black.

The rose flower bed that Chen Yu was talking about was very conspicuous. It was a boxy black marble flower bed, not too big. The roses on the top were blooming gorgeously. The petals were layered on top of each other, scorching like fire, exuding a tempting fragrance.

I don't know if there is a psychological hint, but Ji Siwei always feels that this square flower bed looks like a coffin.

Chenyu found a few medium-sized shovels for soil shoveling in the wooden tool box, and sighed imperceptibly: "Let's start."

The flower bed was not too high, and Ji Siwei could reach it in a wheelchair, so he waved a small shovel and joined the digging team.

Because they guessed that there was a dead body buried in the flower bed, after pulling out the roses on it, everyone's movements became cautious, and they quickly gave up the shovel and used their hands to dig the soil.

The four of them occupied one side, buried their heads in digging, without saying a word, only the rustling sound of digging remained in the glass room, no one noticed that the sky was getting darker, the clouds were surging, and more and more dark clouds were gathering. Come, in the haze, strange black figures emerged one by one.

The soil under his hands was damp and cold, and the further he dug down, the color became weirder, as if mixed with a lot of blood.

The cold touch crawled along his fingers to his forearm, and Ji Siwei suddenly had a premonition that if he dug further, his hands would soon lose feeling like his own legs.

Thinking of this, Ji Siwei pulled out his hands from the soil and clasped them together. Just as he was about to move around, his eyes swept across the messy flower beds, and he inadvertently noticed something strange, and he froze all over.

Pairs of soil-stained hands were digging hard. At first glance, there was nothing unusual. Ji Siwei held his breath, pretending that he hadn't found anything, still lowered his head, observing and counting silently in his heart:

"One, two, three... seven, eight."

eight hands.

There were four people in total, and there should only be six hands besides himself.

Then...whose two extra hands belong to?

This is not a math problem, but a proposition.

"whee……"

He heard someone chuckle slightly.

A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead, Ji Siwei opened his eyes little by little, and quietly held the baseball bat in his arms with his right hand.

"Why did you stop?" Chen Yu who was next door to Ji Siwei also stopped and looked at Ji Siwei: "Could it be that you found the body?"

Ji Siwei slowly raised his head, and when he saw Chenyu's side, he quickly moved to the outside, and then without saying a word, raised his baseball bat and threw it directly beside Chenyu.

As the wind blew past his ears, Chen Yu instinctively turned his head away, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and then he showed a shocked expression, even his lips were trembling: "Huya, are you crazy?!"

But what made Chenyu flustered was that there was a trace of uneasiness on Huya's usually gentle and calm face.

Even Ah Ming and the woman in the cheongsam took a look at themselves, then backed away to Huya with a look of surprise on their faces.

Is it not Huya who has the problem, but himself?

Chenyu's heart skipped a beat, and then his ears felt cold, as if someone blew a breath of cool air on his ears.

Immediately afterwards, there was a wet and cold touch on the neck.

At this time, Chenyu felt belatedly that there seemed to be something crouching behind him.

Its head rested on its own neck, sending out bursts of cold air.

The blood all over his body stopped flowing in an instant, his pupils trembled violently, and Chen Yu looked at the three people opposite him begging for help, he didn't even dare to make a sound, he could only tremble his lips, and kept saying with his lips: "Help me... …help me……"

From Ji Siwei's perspective, a man who looked exactly like Chen Yu was lying behind him, with burns on his head, and a vicious and resentful smile on his pale face, looking straight at Ji Siwei.

The twisted and deformed lower body protruded from the glass wall, and the muddy hands hugged Chenyu's shoulders, and its body was embeding into Chenyu's back bit by bit.

It is the mirror ghost that slipped through the net.

Just now, if Ji Siwei hadn't immediately smashed at the mirror ghost after discovering it and injured its head, Chenyu's neck would have been pierced by fangs at this moment.

But what made Ji Siwei and the others feel troublesome was not the mirror ghost, but the dense black shadows gathered behind the glass outside the house at some point.

Their limbs and torsos are extremely uncoordinated, and they come crowded like wandering spirits. Faces without facial features are stuck to the glass wall, making people's scalp numb.

They obviously have no eyes, but they give people a feeling of being stared at.

For a moment, Ji Siwei suddenly felt that they looked like tourists, and the four of them looked like monkeys in a zoo for people to visit.

In order to completely get rid of the mirror ghost, the glass stored in it must be broken. Ji Siwei has no doubt that once the glass is broken, the group of "tourists" outside will definitely rush in and tear them apart.

Chenyu was stuck like a frozen stick, motionless, and he keenly noticed that Huya's expression had regained his composure.

"Don't be afraid." Those flying eyes gave Chen Yu a reassuring look, Ji Siwei picked up the shovel that was still stained with mud and said softly and calmly: "If you are really scared, close your eyes."