My House of Horrors Chapter 15: Landlord

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Fatigue, numbness, and thinness are Chen Ge's first impressions of Wang Qi.

The two passed by, and Chen Ge returned the tracing notice he had just picked up from the ground. The man said thank you softly.

This is the first time he has spoken, his voice is hoarse, and it sounds not clear.

"You're welcome, trivial."

Chen Ge smiled and followed the lame man to the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, the second floor is more humid and dark, with cobwebs in the corners and mottled walls, which seem to have been scratched with a knife.

The lame man led Chen Ge all the way to the end of the corridor before stopping. He opened the door of the room deepest in the corridor and took out a long string of keys from it: "Fifty nights, fifty yuan, room on the second floor You choose. "

"Fifty is too expensive?"

"I'm an apartment a few thousand meters away. It's not enough to charge you fifty." When the lame man spoke, his eyes would always glance back intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was looking at something.

"Okay, but why can we only select the rooms on the second floor, and the first and third floors are unoccupied?"

"Why do you have so many problems? If you can't live, you can't live!" The lame man took fifty dollars from Chen Singer and randomly plugged him in a key: "There is a house number on the key, find it yourself. "

After he finished speaking, he got into the house. When the door closed, Chen Ge heard an old man whimper from the house, as if his throat was stuck during the meal.

Chen Ge faintly felt something was wrong, reached out and pressed the door lock: "Wait."

"What's the matter?" The lame man's tone was not good, and he could be annoyed.

Chen Ge looked inwards through the door. The rented house is not large. In addition to the lame man standing at the door, there is an old man in a wheelchair with his back to the door. The voice just came from him Out of the mouth.

"I am a little thirsty, do you sell water and drinks?"

"No!"

"He Qi makes money, what do you do with such a big fire ..."

The door banged and closed heavily, and Chen Ge felt strange when he stood alone at the door.

"In a normal apartment building, the reception must be at the gate, but the reception of this apartment is hidden in the deepest corridor on the second floor." He looked at the key in his hand, and many doubts appeared in his heart: "Why the first floor Ca n’t live with the third floor? Who is the old man who lives with the landlord? "

A key number 208 is attached to the key, which is a coincidence. The room corresponding to this key is next to the man at the foot of the slope.

"Forget it, let's live in and talk about it." After more than two hours of running around, Chen Ge was also tired.

He opened the door, and a faint smell of mildew came out. There should be no occupants in the room for a long time. The furniture was covered with dust. The sheets were damp and felt uncomfortable.

"Can this bed sleep?" Chen Ge had to put the bag down before he heard the "Pa" sound from the next room, as if the rice bowl was broken.

He closed the door of the room and eavesdropped against the wall. The curse of the lame man soon came over there, probably because he was too angry. The lame man was mixed with a dialect or two in the process of insult, listen to him The accent is not like a local.

The old man whimpered and could not speak. The lame man scolded for a few minutes before stopping. The next thing that was unusual was that the volume of the TV next door suddenly became louder.

"What's going on? What is he doing? Why should I turn up the TV volume?" Chen Ge continued to eavesdrop for a few more minutes, but because the TV volume was too high, and there was no gain, he had to give up: "Forget it Well, I still have to worry more about myself, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. "

Chen Ge threw the backpack on the dressing table and took out the fruit knife from his pocket and hid it in his pocket: "The complaint message from the second-hand house website says that there are blood stains behind the wall of the room, and you can always smell it every night. It smells bad, so I suspect this place is a haunted house. But I searched all the information related to Ping An Apartment on the Internet, and I didn't find any murder happened in this apartment building. "

The black mobile phone can be selected as the venue for the trial mission. Ping An Apartment must hide the unspeakable secrets. Chen Ge is very clear.

He hid the fruit knife, took out the multi-tool, hammered it out, checked every corner of the room, but still found nothing.

This is a very common room, except for the shabby and outrageous, not too unusual.

"In the beginning, the landlord only asked me to select a room on the second floor, indicating that there is a problem with the room probably not on the second floor, otherwise it is impossible to rent out. So if you want to find something, you must go to the first or third floor to see Take a look. "The trial task started at 11 o'clock in the evening, and now there are more than three hours before the task starts. Chen Ge doesn't want to waste time. He put away the tool hammer and walked to the door lightly.

Holding the door lock in hand, Chen Ge just pulled the door halfway and suddenly stopped.

He sweated in the palm of his hand, and his breath rose.

The lame man stood outside the door! I don't know how long I stayed!

The other party did not expect that Chen Ge would suddenly open the door. The two were startled across a half-open door.

"Landlord, what are you doing at my door?" Chen Ge looked bad, and he increasingly felt that the landlord had a problem.

"Aren't you saying that you are thirsty? I'm here to give you this." The lame man put the thermos in his hand in front of Chen Gemen, his expression was somewhat unnatural.

"Thank you." Chen Ge didn't break it, and took the thermos into the house: "Are you still in trouble?"

"It's okay, take a rest early." The lame man glanced into the room, adding as if to himself: "There are no lights in the corridor, it's dark at night, you better not run around. "

He turned and left, waiting for him to return to his room, closing the door, and Chen Ge was relieved.

"This landlord is ugly, grumpy, and not good at speaking. Although he has a little disability, he is physically strong and can easily overthrow the middle-aged people." Chen Ge does not understand reasoning, he just based on what he has seen before. Murder movies, start to make up: "born lame, bullied by someone, resulting in extreme inferiority in his heart, when this emotion reaches a certain level, it will distort the outbreak of the idea of ​​destroying others and self-destruction. Lying, think so , He seems to have all the personality characteristics of a murderous man! "

Chen Ge put down the thermos, he is trying to think about a question: "If the landlord is really a murderer, would n’t I be in the murderous house and be a neighbor with the murderer for one night?"

Thinking of this, Chen Ge felt scalp tingling, and the old pervert might even stand at the door of his room all night! Even more terrible is that he is the landlord and he should have spare key for all rooms!