I Can Rewind Chapter 83: The woman who hanged herself (1)

Yan Junze no longer felt sleepy, so he simply got up and poured himself a glass of water, and sat down on the sofa.

He didn't answer Zhang Xiaomo.

Facts have proved that Zhang Xiaomo is very powerful, and no matter what scene he encounters, he is surprisingly calm. It can be said that the calmness of a three-star spirit remover has been brought to the extreme.

And, experienced.

The dream just now felt very real, as if the mother-in-law was really standing in front of him.

And Zhang Xiaomo knew what happened to Yan Junze before he even came out, which made him have to look at this woman with admiration again.

But at this moment, the feeling that there seemed to be something important that he hadn't remembered two days ago filled Yan Junze's chest again.

He took a sip of water and tried hard to remember, not knowing what important thing he had forgotten.

But after recalling it for a long time, I am still confused, but I feel faintly uneasy in my heart, and feel flustered for no reason.

After drinking the water, he just sat on the sofa and fell asleep unconsciously.

At noon the next day, Zhang Xiaomo packed her travel bag, left her phone number for Yan Junze, and then left first.

Yan Junze told Zhang Xiaomo that he would not leave until the next day on the grounds that he would have the last meal with Lin Ling and Su Muyao upstairs.

There are still two tasks waiting for him here, these are opportunities to light up the space-time map, he can't waste it.

So after Zhang Xiaomo left, he first went to Lin Dong's place to renew the rent for two days.

Then I went to Xinglong Supermarket and bought two rechargeable flashlights and a gray mask. I took the flashlights back and plugged them into the plugboard in the house, and kept charging them.

According to the owner of the supermarket, once this flashlight is fully charged, it can illuminate for about an hour and a half. It should take less than an hour and a half to explore the task of [The Hanged Woman], not to mention that I have a second flashlight.

Of course, it is impossible for Yan Junze to complete two tasks at once, so he plans to complete the task of "The Hanged Woman" first tonight, and then go to the Lin's yard tomorrow night to complete the task of "Throwing the Handkerchief".

The reason why it is chosen to be carried out at night is that only at night can people's eyes and ears be concealed. If it is changed to daytime, if someone sees it casually, it may cause the mission to fail.

After having a hot pot meal with Lin Ling and Su Muyao, Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo did not tell the truth about that night, which made the two couples keep thanking them, thinking that if they did not appear suddenly, the two It may be useless.

Yan Junze didn't want to say anything, and had a great time eating with these two, but he didn't dare to drink, and seeing that he was young and immature, Lin Ling didn't dare to persuade him to drink.

After nine o'clock, the banquet ended, and after thanking Yan Junze, he went back downstairs.

Looking at the flashlights, both are fully charged.

Now just wait for the dead of night and start to act.

At about half past eleven, it was hard to see a single person on the street at Yanjiao.

Yan Junze put on a black coat and a gray mask, and went out with his mobile phone and two flashlights.

He pre-adjusted the phone to silent mode.

Along this street, you can only see lights on in one or two houses along the way, and even Lin Ling and Su Muyao upstairs have fallen asleep.

Soon, I walked to the No. 39 house of this old street.

Looking up, it still looks like daytime here, the door panel is broken, but the outer wall is still good, there is a large spider web at the door, and no one has entered it for a long time.

Standing in the corner, Yan Junze looked around first, and after confirming that there was no one there, he turned and walked up the steps of house No. 39.

This kind of steps is still made of stone, and it is very firm to step on.

After taking a few steps to the door, without unlocking it, he stepped directly through the broken door panel and got in.

After standing still, Yan Junze turned his head and looked in the direction of the street through the door panel. No one passed by, and it was very quiet.

He turned around, turned on the flashlight, lowered the light of the flashlight very low, and walked into the house.

In this kind of old-fashioned building built in the countryside, the outer room is used as a spare room for the facade. It is usually vacant, only a few stools are placed inside, and there is no other furniture.

Yan Junze quickly walked through the empty room, and there was a musty smell in the air.

Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, and he had expected that there would be no sunshine all day long, and the air must be bad.

I looked at this house outside during the day. It is a three-story self-built house that has been in disrepair for a long time, and the outer walls have fallen off in many places.

The stairs going upstairs were also narrow. Yan Junze came to the stairs and shined them with a flashlight, and found that the stairs were covered with moss.

It's obviously damp in this room.

But if you look closely, you can see that the corner of the stairs also extends downwards.

In other words, there is a basement in this building.

After standing for a while, Yan Junze was thinking whether to go up or down.

According to the mission description, Ye Zhennan, who has been hanged, is still dangling under the beams of the house. But it didn't specify which layer it was, which made Yan Junze feel embarrassed.

I used a flashlight to shine in the direction of the basement, and it seemed that it was darker inside, not as bright as upstairs, at least part of the moonlight can still penetrate above the second floor, which is much stronger than the basement.

"Where does a person usually choose to hang himself?"

Yan Junze stood at the stairs pondering, at this time the surroundings were dead silent, and there was no sound.

He wanted to put himself in the heart of the woman who wanted to die. If he must want to die without being discovered and save himself, he must choose a place where few people go to hang himself.

So it seems that only the basement seems to be suitable.

After raising the flashlight ~IndoMTL.com~ to illuminate the second floor, Yan Junze gave up going upstairs, but chose to go directly to the basement.

Obviously, the stairs leading to the basement are even more slippery, and a lot of green moss is covered under the feet. Moreover, in order to save money, these self-built houses did not even repair the guardrails on the stairs leading to the basement.

Yan Junze supported the wall with only one hand, moving down step by step carefully.

As long as it doesn't just slide down on the ground like a wild goose on the flat sand, it would be better to take a little time to land safely.

So he barely made any noise as he went downstairs.

Shining the flashlight on the slippery steps, when stepping down to about half of the stairs in the basement, suddenly a strange noise came from upstairs.

This sound is a bit similar to the extremely tight sound of a rope being tightened, and it is especially ear-piercing in this silent late night.

Yan Junze was stunned for a moment: "Did you guess wrong? This woman didn't hang herself in the basement, but upstairs?"

However, from where he stood, he could only vaguely judge that the sound came from upstairs, but he didn't know whether it was the second floor or the third floor.

Do you want to go up and have a look?

Yan Junze hesitated for a moment, then denied it.

Now that the stairs are halfway down, it's not too late to look at the basement before going up.

Just as he was about to continue going down the stairs, Yan Junze stopped suddenly.

Because he heard voices coming from upstairs just now, he used the flashlight to subconsciously shine upwards.

At this moment, the light of his flashlight has just been retracted from above.

But the moment it was retracted, a pair of feet appeared at the corner of the first floor, a pair of feet wearing white women's leather shoes. Next to the feet, there is a rope as thick as a finger.