Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 10: There is someone outside the door
Chapter 10 There is someone outside the door
"Hey, we are an official live broadcast room, don't just drive if you don't agree with each other!" I hurriedly stopped the old drivers who were about to go racing, I was just simulating the behavior of the deceased, and I didn't intend to do anything.
"Anchor, you are playing with fire now!"
"Don't worry, I will never do anything that violates moral and legal constraints, I know that very well."
"Well said, but why do I feel disappointed?"
In the live broadcast room, a group of old drivers who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal were about to move around. I made a wise decision to end this topic.
"Everyone, don't forget that although he may not be able to control himself with the character of a victim, his economic conditions at the time did not allow him to do anything out of the ordinary."
A debt dodger who hides in cheap hotels in the suburbs in fear all day long must be in a very bad financial situation.
Everything went back to the original point, what did the deceased do that night?
Supposing I was him, huddled in a dark and weird room, deep at night, with nothing on me, would I make a choice such as leaving the room and going outside to smoke a cigarette.
"When I stayed in room 203, my grandmother told me not to go out no matter what noise I heard. According to normal circumstances, the deceased was also told by my grandmother before his death, but if he didn't abide by the agreement and went out late at night What about?"
Logically speaking, the death of the victim was related to going out late at night.
Looking at the watch below, it was not early in the morning. I opened the door and put the camera at the door, and watched the live broadcast on my mobile phone. There was no one on the third floor, only death-like silence.
"Let's go out for a walk. Since you have decided to bump into ghosts, don't be timid." The camera was placed at the door, and I looked at the opposite room 206, recalling the weird dead person. It would be a lie if I said I wasn't afraid of.
"If I can enter room 206, maybe I can find clues that the police missed." It's a pity that this idea can only be thought about in my mind. In my eyes, that old couple is also suspected of murder.
Going down to the second floor with the mobile phone, the old man with the scar face and the short and fat grandma are not there. There is only a woman in her early twenties at the front desk.
Kneeling in the corner with her back to me, she looked intently, as if she was worshiping a little girl who was only two or three years old.
"Excuse me, do you know where the landlord is? The TV in my room is broken."
"The TV is inherently broken, and a broken one can't be repaired."
"Oh, what you said is a bit interesting, only the broken ones need to be repaired."
The woman stood up and wiped the black and white photo of the two or three-year-old girl in front of the incense burner: "Just like a human being, if it breaks, it will never repent."
The woman kept her back to me, and said in a low voice: "If you have nothing to do, go back to your room, it's not peaceful here at night."
"You managed to arouse my curiosity, by the way, is the little girl in the photo your child? I see you..."
"She is my sister who disappeared when she was very young."
"Sorry."
"It's okay, I'm used to it anyway, I just hope that I won't be the next one missing." The woman's tone was a little pessimistic.
"Is the Anxin Hotel supported by the three of you? What about your man?"
"I have an older brother who works outside."
"Hey, life is not easy, just tell me if you need help." I patted my chest boldly, but my eyes never left this woman. Her body trembled slightly, as if she was afraid What.
"I mean anything, including asking for help, and everything you can think of." This sentence is just a test, and I don't think the other party will trust a stranger who has never met, unless she is desperate.
Turning around to no avail, I went back to 203 and closed the door, putting the camera aside.
This kind of 35-night cheap hotel itself can't expect it to have high protection measures. In addition to being careful of ghosts, I also need to prevent human-made ghosts.
The painted wooden door looks old, and the locks are loose. The style should be the most popular one in the 1980s and 1990s.
I pressed the armrest and shook it back and forth. To be honest, such a wooden door probably cannot withstand the vigorous kicking of an eight or nine-year-old urchin.
The key is put in the pocket, the door is opened a gap, room 203 and room 206 are in the middle of the corridor, and the strange thing is that the corridor is flickering, and the half-dead light bulb at the stairway sets off the horror atmosphere very well. It doesn't take too much exaggeration to make people lose the desire to go out.
"I really don't know how this hotel stays open." I put the thermos bottle sent by the short and fat grandma in the crack of the door, and put a teacup on the lid of the pot. I didn't do this to block the door, but to warn .
If someone opened the door secretly in the middle of the night, the teacup would definitely be knocked down, and I would naturally respond in time when I heard the noise.
Be careful, it's not that I have persecution paranoia, it's just that the experience of the past two days is really appalling, I still don't know whether I'm going to face a human or a ghost?
There is a separate compartment next to the door, which is the bathroom. When I surveyed the scene before, I didn't have time to check it because of Liu Banxian's bullet screens.
"I hope there won't be any more strange things." With clumsy self-hypnosis in my mouth, I pushed open the door of the bathroom.
The floor is covered with brand-new ceramic tiles, and the walls are covered with clean tiles. Needless to say, the toilet and washstand, looking inside, there is a semi-fixed solar water heater in a packaging bag that has not been used a few times. Bathtub on the wall.
"For a 35-night cheap hotel, this bathroom is a bit too luxurious." Although there are no talisman statues, the faint light reflected on the pale porcelain, there is always an indescribable weirdness .
The decoration and furnishings outside are still in the 1990s, but the bathroom has been renovated. Compared with the two, it feels more out of place.
"No, it's too unreasonable." When things go wrong, there must be monsters. All the situations that violate logical thinking in the case are actually loopholes left unintentionally by the perpetrators. "Why is it that only the bathroom is renovated? "
After thinking for a while, I had an idea in my mind, "The store is trying to cover up something. Could this bathroom be the scene of a murder?"
I found a video camera, gave a general description of the situation in the bathroom, and then began to look for clues.
Time passed by, and half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. I was disturbed by a very low knock on the door while I was searching for clues.
I quietly came to the door and listened carefully. When the knock on the door sounded again, I lay on the crack of the door and looked out.
By the dim light, I can only see a vague white shadow standing quietly at the door of Room 206!
"She is knocking on the door of the room where someone died three months ago!"
The light was too dim, and I couldn't see clearly, half of my body pressed against the door panel, trying to keep my eyes open.
The hazy white figure looked tall and thin, with long black hair hanging down his shoulders.
"Is it a human or a ghost?"
The other party stood silently, and I felt as if time had frozen. I grasped the talisman paper with one hand, and picked up the camera with the other hand.
"What are you afraid of? I came here today to encounter ghosts. If I want to reveal the true face of the underworld show, I can't give up at this time!"
Thinking so, I let go of the talisman paper in my hand, slowly twisted the lock, and when the lock was unlocked, I pulled the door a little bit.
"Come on, let me see your true face, let me see what a ghost looks like!"
Just as I was about to fully open the door, the **** light bulb at the entrance of the corridor suddenly went out, and it was pitch black in front of me, only the cold wind from the corridor penetrated into my clothes from all directions.
The back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and there seemed to be something moving in the silent darkness!
The light bulb flickered, and the short-lived light reappeared. At that moment, I saw a pale and lifeless face with black hair half-covered, approaching me quickly!
"Fuck!"
The door of the room was pushed open, the warning thermos bottle at the door fell over, the teacup jingled, and boiling water splashed on my lap.
Slippery ground, severe pain, unprepared, my center of gravity was unstable, and my body fell backwards. I lifted the camera with one hand, out of instinct, and grabbed the blurred white shadow with the other hand!
Bang! It just hit the tip of my nose.