When two 1s meet, there must be a 0

"Actually, we don't know much." Bai Xin pointed to the paper on the table and said, "It's just this list that I struggled to get out, otherwise it would have been gone by now."

"What are we going to do now? Do you have a plan?" Yan Nanfei asked.

This list is indeed very important, once it is obtained by the police, all members will be sentenced to death without exception.

But Yan Nanfei couldn't figure out, apart from having his insignificant video, what else could the other party use as a threat.

After all, he didn't do any substantive crimes, it was just a normal experimental video.

"Sooner or later, someone will be sent over there to negotiate." Ji Chengxiao said.

Yan Nanfei: "And then?"

Yan Nanfei felt that there was no need for them to investigate this matter. Firstly, they were not police officers, and secondly, the other party did not have anything against them, so it was very strange.

"And then wait." Bai Xin said.

Halfway through the conversation, Yan Nanfei's cell phone rang, and when he saw the caller ID, his face darkened.

I thought this world was safe, but I didn't expect it to come.

Ji Chengxiao only heard him hum a few times in a low voice, and then said that he had to go out for something and would not be coming back tonight.

Yan Nanfei hurried away with the car keys and came to a dilapidated residential area.

Yan Nanfei habitually walked to the courier cabinet next to the unit's access control, took out the key to open his own cabinet, wanted to see if the other party had left anything for him, opened the cabinet door and took a peek inside, there was a A letter, the recipient wrote his name.

send a letter?It shouldn't be.

"Who sent it?" Yan Nanfei took out the letter lying in the middle of the cabinet strangely, and found that the sender's name was not written in the letter, but the address was written, but it was a little strange, even a little weird.

Address: No. 40, No. [-], Huangquan Road, Ghost City, Eighteenth Floor of Hell 【Send】

prank?Yan Nanfei thought to himself.

He has seen this kind of thing in some news reports before. It is nothing more than some boring social elements who are bored and often go to various communities to put some weird things in the express cabinets to scare people.

Yan Nanfei didn't pay much attention to the letter, he pinched it together with the checklist and went upstairs.

Yan Nanfei lived alone in this small house, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening when he got home, and the night always came quickly and was very long.

After Yan Nanfei took a shower, he nestled on the sofa and watched a variety show. He felt bored and went to bed early, but he slept restlessly, it could even be said to be terrible, and he was sweating profusely.

Yan Nanfei had a dream that seemed like a dream but was not a dream.

Just like the ghost press that people often say, just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt someone hugging his waist from behind.

Because he slept on his side, with his back always facing the side of the bed, he had no idea when this "person" got into his bed.

Yan Nanfei can be sure that his consciousness is absolutely clear, but the strange thing is that his body is completely out of his control, and he can't move at all.

But Yan Nanfei could fully feel the "person" behind him slowly hugging his waist tightly, and there was faint breathing sound coming from his ears, this tactile feeling is definitely real!

Yan Nanfei froze on his side on the bed. Yan Nanfei, who was very interested in these supernatural events, soon realized that he might have encountered the legendary "ghost press"!

It's not like he hasn't encountered them before, but they all woke up after a little struggle.

This time he also used the old method in the past, tried his best to control the upward bending of his fingers, but the results were all in vain.

Not only could he not move, but the "person" behind him was getting closer and closer, almost sticking his entire body on his back.

"What are you afraid of?"

Suddenly, an ethereal and real female voice came from the dead silent room, as if it was whispering in Yan Nanfei's ear, and there was even a faint snort spraying on his ear, Yan Nanfei's whole body was shaking. It's going to explode.

Is it so hard to see him live?

Yan Nanfei wanted to cry in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth when he wanted to make a sound. He could only move his eyes, and he turned them vigorously to aim at his waist.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but when he saw it, he was startled, and he saw that his waist really had a pair of fucking hands wrapped around his waist!

And that hand was still pale and bloodless, like a dead man's hand, tightly wrapped around his waist.

"Are you afraid of me?"

The female voice sounded faintly again, more real than last time.

Fuck!

The "person" behind him got closer and closer, and Yan Nanfei felt that the clothes on his back were completely soaked in cold sweat.

Even in the room with the heating on, he could feel a cool wind blowing on his back. It was cold and shady, as if he was in the morgue.

We can no longer sit still like this.

Yan Nanfei bit the tip of his tongue forcefully according to some techniques of dealing with "ghost press" that he had learned on the Internet, and a fishy-sweet taste instantly spread in his mouth.

Suddenly, the strength in his waist disappeared. He tried to move his fingers and feet again, and he could already move.

Enduring the sharp pain on the tip of his tongue, Yan Nanfei turned his head to the bed very slowly, saying that he was not afraid would be a lie.

After all, he lives alone in such a big house, and he himself likes to stay up late watching ghost movies, so he is still a little timid about ghosts, for fear that he will see a pale woman's face or a virgin when he turns around. The son squatted at the head of his bed and grinned sharp teeth at him.

It turns out that he was thinking too much, his head was turned away, but there was no woman's face or chastity, and through the moonlight projected through the window, he could see that there was nothing besides his small cabinet beside the bed. It was the same as before falling asleep, nothing changed.

And the mattress behind him didn't show any signs of sinking, but there was a little cold sweat on his back. In addition, the window was not closed, and the cold wind blowing in from the outside just hit his sleeping position. Everything that happened just now suddenly seemed to be It's like a dream, but very real.

Yan Nanfei sat up from the bed, reached out and turned on the light, the light from the incandescent lamp instantly illuminated the whole room.

Yan Nanfei was a bit cold from the blowing wind, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed and close the curtains, but he was stunned as soon as he sat on the edge of the bed, with one foot resting on top of the slippers that he hadn't put on for a long time go in.

Yan Nanfei stared at the slippers on the ground, and slowly, fine cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

At some point, his slippers were turned by someone. Before he went to sleep, he clearly remembered that the toe of the shoe was facing the door, but now he saw that the toe of the shoe was actually facing the head of the bed. There must be a problem!

There is also a "person" in his room, an invisible "person".

Yan Nanfei quickly retracted his feet, pulled the quilt up to cover his lower body, and accidentally fell out of the quilt, and he took a closer look, it was the letter he had brought back from the express cabinet.

At that time, because there was no trash can downstairs and no place to throw it away, Yan Nanfei took it back. After getting it back, he locked it in the cabinet under the TV cabinet in the living room along with the inspection results. How could it appear on his bed?

Yan Nanfei stared at the envelope that suddenly appeared on the quilt, swallowed, saying that he was not afraid would be a lie, after all, no one knows if there are such things as ghosts in this world, what if there really are?

Yan Nanfei took a deep breath, stretched his hand forward to take the envelope, squeezed it, there seemed to be something like a card inside, it was quite hard to squeeze.

Do you want to open it?

Yan Nanfei thought about this question in his mind for a full 5 minutes. After a fierce ideological struggle with his own fear, he felt that he would open this weird envelope to see what was inside, whether it would be the same as what happened to him just now. All weird things are related.

The envelope was opened, and Yan Nanfei took out a black key card from inside, it was not big, it looked like a room card in a hotel, it was rectangular, and there were two sides, with a silver skull logo on the front, this skull The head is protruding, and it feels very textured, and a line of words is engraved on the back. If you look closely, it is an address.

Room 40, Hell, 406th Floor, No.[-], No.[-], Huangquan Road, Ghost City.

It was exactly the same as the sending address written on the envelope, except that there was an extra room number. If he guessed correctly, this door card should be the room card of this room number.

Who the hell put this thing in his express locker?Is everything that happened just now real or just a "ghost pressing the bed", he scared himself?

Yan Nanfei took the key card in his hand and studied it for a while, there was nothing unusual about it except the shape was a bit unique, maybe it was just a room card.

Yan Nanfei put the weird room card back into the envelope, opened the bedside table and stuffed it at the bottom, and then took the key to lock it before he breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish his breath, strange things happened again .

The sound of the TV came from the originally terribly quiet living room. It was the variety show that Yan Nanfei watched before going to bed, but he clearly remembered that the TV was turned off. How could it be possible?

Yan Nanfei is not a person who likes to sit and wait for death. He immediately jumped out of bed when he heard the sound, and tiptoed to the door with bare feet, put one hand on the doorknob, and listened to the movement in the living room.

The sound played on the TV is obvious. The joyful voices of those guests filled the whole house. Under the current situation, it sounds particularly permeating. The house Yan Nanfei bought is not well sound-proofed, and the whole house can hear it if it is a little louder at night. Hear it clearly.

Just when he was about to open the door to see what was going on, Yan Nanfei's hand stopped again. He suddenly remembered something, ran back to the bedside table again, opened the bottom sundry drawer, and rummaged through it. .

Finally, I found a yellow talisman paper stacked squarely in the middle of a pile of sundries. This was bought when he went to the temple fair on the Lantern Festival last year. Exorcising evil spirits.

Not knowing whether it would work or not, Yan Nanfei pinched the yellow talisman in his palm, came to the door again, mustered up his courage and quietly opened the door a crack, squinted one eye and looked out, his heart almost It's about to jump into the throat.