My House of Horrors Chapter 404: Sorry (4000 words)
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The mobile phone looked at Chen Ge timidly, holding up the old mobile phone around his neck with both hands. There are 99 unanswered callss displayed on the green light screen. The notes for each unanswered calls are-mom.
Chen Ge feels that mobile phone ghosts do n’t look like wraiths, and he does n’t feel any hatred or viciousness from him, just like a child who knows nothing.
"Do you want me to help you find your mother?"
The phone nodded ghostly. He raised his thin arms and gestured at Chen Ge.
After a long time, Chen Ge still didn't understand. He suddenly picked up the mobile phone hanging on his neck and edited a message to send to Chen Ge.
The mobile phone vibrated gently, Chen Ge swiped the screen of his mobile phone, and opened the message sent to him by the mobile ghost.
"My mother has been looking for me. I want you to use my mobile phone to send a message to my mother. My mobile phone is in Liwan Town, Dongjiao."
"Your wish is to send a message to your mother?" Chen Ge nodded. Every ghost has its own story. It was because he was too unwilling to put down his life, so they would stay in the world.
Put away the mobile phone ghost, Chen Ge is going to fulfill his wish today: "It is a waste to put such a special ghost in the hands of Ghost Stories Society, and only I can give full play to his ability."
Mobile phone ghosts are of great use to Chen Ge ’s haunted house. As long as the mobile ghosts help him wholeheartedly, there will be fewer and fewer tourists who dare to use his mobile phone to take pictures and videos in his haunted house.
After taking a cool bath, Chen Ge put on a set of clean clothes and then simply cleaned the haunted house.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the park opened, and the sky was a bit gloomy, but this did not affect the enthusiasm of tourists. Compared with the previous days, the number of tourists today has increased a lot.
1 Star scenario is no longer attractive to regular customers. Most tourists started to visit the two-star scenario, and the top group of tourists began to challenge 3 Stars scenario.
One morning, six or seven waves of tourists have entered the scenario of Living Coffin Village and Third Sick Hall. The tourists' adaptability to the new scenario is stronger than Chen Ge thought.
Everyone has a threshold of fear in their hearts, and as they continue to experience horror scenario, this threshold in tourists ’minds continues to increase, which also makes Chen Ge feel the pressure.
"The reward for the Third Sick Hall trial task is the ten mental illnesses. I really want to put them in the Third Sick Hall. It does not need other arrangements to scare tourists directly. The key problem now is that I cannot guarantee the souls of those mental patients Follow my commands 100%, they are crazy. "
In order to ensure the safety of tourists, Chen Ge did not use the Third Sick Hall case list.
"For the time being, there is no better way. When someone is about to clear the customs, I can only let the three of them go in to give warmth to the tourists."
Chen Ge ’s concern for tourists is reflected in all aspects. While digging a hollow thought to scare tourists, he is also worried about the safety of tourists: "It ’s not easy to do business this year."
Sitting in the haunted house, Chen Ge took the tourists into the underground scenario and then leaned aside to rest.
His current schedule is almost the same as Zhang Ya. He is upside down day and night.
Take out his mobile phone and Chen Ge went online and searched for information about Liwan Town. It was just a very ordinary town.
"The mobile phone of the mobile phone ghost is in the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang. The place where he first appeared should also be in the eastern suburbs. But why did he fall into the hands of Ghost Stories Society? Ghost Stories Society is also connected to the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang?"
Chen Ge shook his head, feeling unlikely.
After a busy day, the haunted house was closed for more than six o'clock in the evening.
After Xu Wan and Gu Feiyu got off work, Chen Ge first called Li Zheng and asked how to cooperate with them.
Li Zheng ’s answer to him is not to act rashly and wait for their notice.
Since the police have said so, Chen Ge will naturally not be chaotic in the past.
He entered staff restroom, packed the skull-crushing hammer, repeater, etc. into his backpack. After confirming that there were no omissions, he closed the door of the haunted house and took a taxi to the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang.
Different from last night, Chen Ge is now full of confidence. Not only is there no fear in his heart, but there is also a hint of anticipation.
Liwan Town is not too remote. The taxi only drove Chen Ge in just over thirty minutes.
When I got off, there was light rain in the sky. Chen Ge did not bring an umbrella, paid for the car, and hurriedly hid in a cell phone business hall next door.
"Sir, can I help you, please?" The waiter asked Chen Ge to dress up in a different way, and asked carefully.
"It's okay, you're busy with you." Chen Ge took out the comic book and found a corner where no one could communicate with the mobile ghost.
After a while, his mobile phone received a new message from the mobile ghost.
"The roof of Puming Apartment on East Street of Liwan Town? Is this the address?" Chen Ge looked at the information on the phone and found the waiter just now: "Excuse me, how do you get to Puming Apartment?"
"Go straight along this street, the oldest houses." The waiter was very nice, thinking that Chen Ge was renting a house from outside, and also deliberately explained a few words: "The East Street is a bit messy and hygienic. It ’s bad. You ’d better live on West Street. The rent is not too expensive. ”
"Thank you." Chen Ge carrying a bag and taking the rain to the Puming apartment. He trot all the way and spent more than ten minutes finally found the apartment building that the mobile phone ghost said. This building is estimated to be more than thirty years old. It's history, it looks very shabby.
"Is this the place?"
Chen Ge entered the apartment building. There were hardly any tenants in this place, and many doors were covered with thick dust.
He climbed to the top floor in one breath, and the door leading to the roof was locked.
The lock is covered with rust, and the keyhole is rusty.
"It seems that no one has been here for a long time." Chen Ge took the broken skull hammer from his backpack, smashed the lock, and pushed open the door.
There are some garbage piled on the top of the apartment building, and rows of flower pots are placed against the wall, but the plants inside have already died.
"The mobile phone ghost phone fell here?"
Chen Ge looked around, and finally set his sights on a few water tanks.
This tank seems to be used by tenants in the building to pickle kimchi. Each tank was sealed and stone was pressed on it.
Chen Ge slowly approached with a skull-crushing hammer. He removed the stone from the water tank and opened the first water tank.
It is empty and contains nothing.
Chen Ge moved the stone on the second water tank again. As soon as he moved away, a strange smell drifted from the water tank.
Opening the lid, Chen Ge flicked his eyelids slightly when he looked inside.
There is a skinny child in the water tank, whose body has been dried. Its face is very similar to the ghost of the mobile phone. There is an old mobile phone hanging on his chest.
Chen Ge stood there and watched silently for a while until her hair was wet with rain: "I found you."
He took out his cell phone and was about to call the police. The cell phone ghost suddenly sent him a message.
"Before telling the police, I want to use my mobile phone to send a message to my mother, she must be worried that it is broken."
"Do you have to use your mobile phone?" Chen Ge does not know why the mobile phone ghost does not let the police, but he respects the idea of the mobile phone ghost: "Okay."
He did n’t want to destroy the scene. He took a few photos of the water tank and took out the phone on the boy ’s body.
After so many years, the phone has been unable to turn on normally.
He put the lid of the water tank back on, ready to come over after completing the last wish of the mobile phone ghost.
Putting up the broken skull hammer, Chen Ge hurried down the stairs and ran back to the mobile phone business hall where he had sheltered from the rain.
The rain is getting bigger and his coat is soaked.
"Sir, do you have any questions?" The waiter had just seen Chen Ge, but did not expect the other person to come back so quickly.
"Can you charge your mobile phone here? This model? If this phone is not available, take out the card inside first."
Chen Ge handed the phone to the store clerk. The man had some trouble after reading it. After rummaging through the counter for a long time, he could not find a usable charger: "Sir, your phone looks a little bit older."
"I have n’t used this phone for many years. It ’s okay if I ca n’t turn it on. If you take out the card, I need the phone number inside." Chen Ge understands the idea of a mobile phone ghost. So he wanted to send a message back to his mother on his phone.
"I have n’t used it for many years?" The waiter shook his head: "The user's mobile phone owes more than three months, and the number will be recovered. Your number is estimated to have been cancelled."
"Logout?" Chen Ge stood next to the counter, holding the comic book in his pocket.
"I will check it for you." The waiter was very patient. She opened the back cover of the mobile phone, took out the SIM card inside, and found the information of this mobile phone card through the 20 digits on the big card.
Looking at the computer screen, the waiter was surprised: "Your card can still be used normally."
"Available? Isn't it said that the number will be cancelled after three months? This phone hasn't been used in at least a few years." Chen Ge looked at the computer screen, and he also felt incredible.
"Arrears will be cancelled in three months, but your mobile phone number has been used for card payment seven years ago and now, every month someone will charge the phone bill. This is the bill."
The payment records of this number in the past seven years are clearly displayed on the computer screen. The last payment was just yesterday!
The waiter looked at Chen Ge and smiled: "Sir, although you have forgotten this number yourself, but someone has not forgotten it, it is really not easy for her to persist for seven years."
"Thank you."
Chen Ge directly bought a mobile phone with a large card in the business hall, and went out carrying the bag.
He inserted the phone card into the phone, looked at the opaque sky outside, and drilled into the back alley to call out the phone ghost.
"This is our agreement."
Chen Ge handed the phone to the ghost of the mobile phone. The thin ghost of the mobile phone held the phone and his body was shaking.
The rain is getting bigger and bigger, Chen Ge silently crouched in front of the mobile phone ghost and looked at his face: "Otherwise, how about I take you to see her?"
The phone shook his head ghostly. He did n’t dare to send a message while holding the phone. After a long time, he returned the phone to Chen Ge.
"She is afraid that you will never be able to contact her again after her mobile phone is cancelled, so she will charge this number every month and she has been waiting for you."
I do n’t know if Chen Ge ’s words played a role. The mobile ghost sent a message to Chen Ge, and then disappeared.
Click on the message, the above is an address-Tongtong Flower Shop, No. 37 Puyuan Road, Dongjiao.
Chen Ge did n’t stop and stopped the taxi to the place where the mobile phone ghost said.
At eight o'clock, Chen Ge found 37 Puyuan Road, and it was already raining heavily.
Chen Ge ’s coat was wet, he was on the side of the street, and finally saw the flower shop on the corner.
The area is not large, but the layout is very warm, and you can smell a faint floral fragrance when you walk to the front.
Pushing the glass door, the wind bell sounded, and a woman in her thirties was holding a basket, as if thinking about how to match the foliage, main flower, and lining flower.
She heard the wind chime and hurriedly put down the basket in her hand and stood up.
Chen Ge looked at the woman in front of her, very ordinary and ordinary: "Hello, I want to order a bouquet of carnations."
"Is it for my mother? What suit does she like?" The woman led Chen Ge to the side.
"I do n’t understand too much, just do as you like."
"Then you will pick it up tomorrow morning, or I will send you a picture when the time comes, you are satisfied, I will send it to you again."
"Okay." Chen Ge looked around and found a small wooden sign in front of the flower shop counter with a picture of a cute boy: "Is this your child?"
The woman nodded and her eyes were a little complicated: "He was called Tong Tong. He disappeared near the flower shop six years ago. The police suspected that he was abducted by traffickers."
"Human trafficker?" Chen Ge didn't go on, he quietly put the bunch of spent money on the counter while the woman ran away: "Your child will be fine, maybe he is thinking of you too. "
No longer disturbing the woman, Chen Ge walked out of the shop.
"Wait!" The woman suddenly shouted to Chen Ge and she got into the back room.
"What's wrong?"
When Chen Ge was surprised, the woman took out an umbrella from the house: "It ’s raining outside, you take it first, and give it to me when I come to fetch flowers tomorrow."
Chen Ge said thank you, but did not take the umbrella and walked out of the florist directly.
The wind bell was flooded by heavy rain. Chen Ge went around and walked into the cafe opposite the flower shop.
He picked a location by the window and summoned the phone ghostly.
"Speak to her, she has been waiting for you."
Chen Ge handed the newly bought mobile phone to the mobile phone ghost. This thin, poor looking guy, holding the mobile phone in both hands, stood beside the window glass and silently looked across the street.
The flower shop lights went out, and the woman came out carrying the bag and holding the umbrella.
She locked the door of the flower shop as usual and walked away.
Looking at her back becoming more and more blurred, the mobile ghost finally took out the phone. He thought for a long time and sent a message to the woman using his own mobile phone number.
"Sorry."
Across the street, the woman heard her phone ring, and at first she didn't care.
Hold the umbrella in one hand and take out the phone in one hand, but when she sees the information on the screen of the phone, her body seems to be frozen.
The umbrella fell, and she was standing alone in the heavy rain holding her mobile phone.
In the cafe, mobile phone ghosts lie on the window, crying through the cold glass.