Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 6: The symbol at the bottom of the box
Chapter 6: The symbol at the bottom of the box
Fortunately, it was dark and the blood stains on the equipment were not obvious, otherwise I would be justified and I wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.
After sending Uncle Xie Ding back to the adult shop, I tossed and turned on the bed unable to fall asleep. I managed to stay up until dawn for a while, and even had a nightmare of being imprisoned in a hotel in a deserted village by a female ghost.
With two dark circles under my eyes, I opened the store door, no matter how good or bad the condition is, the business still has to be done.
I made myself a cup of strong tea and sat at the computer desk. I sorted out what happened last night and recorded it on the computer in written form. This is a habit I developed many years ago. This kind of detailed memory It is helpful for thinking and prevents missing important clues.
The fresh morning breeze blows into the house, the curtain of the military coat is lifted, and a young and lovely girl full of vigor sneaks in.
"Xia Qingzhi, aren't you going to class today?" My train of thought was interrupted, and I looked at the girl weakly.
"It's still early, let's stop by and have a look. How is it? Is there any progress with your brother?"
Xia Qingzhi's eyes filled with anticipation made me unable to bear to tell the truth. Looking at her flushed cheeks, I turned the computer screen aside: "Last night, I personally went to the Underworld Show on No Lamp Road according to the address in the card. I found some traces about your brother, at least now I can be sure that you are not lying, your brother did exist."
"Then... do you know where he is now?"
"This needs to be investigated further, I need time." I took the egg-filled biscuit that the girl was carrying, and I was thrilled all night. At this time, I smelled the fragrance, and my stomach growled.
"Hey! That's my breakfast!"
"Next time put less lettuce and more chili..."
After Xia Qingzhi left, I opened the suitcase I brought out from the underworld show, wiped off the blood stains on the live broadcast equipment with a rag, and started to fiddle with it.
The selfie stick, the video camera are nothing to look at, but the big screen phone caught my attention.
After plugging in the charger and waiting for five minutes to turn it on, there are only three isolated icons on the nearly eight-inch screen, a phone book, a mailbox, and a pattern that is a black and white photo of myself!
Click on this strange app, and a line of words appears on the screen: 12 hours and 30 minutes until the task release.
"Don't tell me, these counterfeit devices are quite high-tech." I turned my head to look at the electronic clock on the wall. It is now 7:30 in the morning, which means that the mission of the underworld show will be released at 8:00 tonight .
"It's night again?" I seem to smell a conspiracy, this time I can't rush over in a daze, I have to be fully prepared.
Take out my mobile phone, I found a familiar number in the frequently used contacts list.
"Hey, Er Gouzi, I have a job."
There was a bursting wine bottle and a woman screaming on the other side of the phone. It took a long time before someone answered the phone: "Brother Jian, I'm a little busy, so you can make a long story short."
"Okay, Ergou, you know how to use idioms?" The young man over the phone, named Chen Ergou and nicknamed Ergouzi, dropped out of school at the age of fourteen and became a gangster. He came to my store three years ago to collect The protection fee was **** by me and taught by electric shock for half an hour, and then my conscience discovered that I became an informant after I lost my way.
In our industry, people from all walks of life will come into contact with each other. If the informants provide information and do things for me, I will provide a certain amount of remuneration accordingly.
"I'm investigating a case of supernatural disappearance recently, and I need you to help me find something that can deal with spirits."
"Brother Jian, the police are coming soon. If you want to tell a story, can you wait until night. Draft it! Fuck me to death! Hey, Brother Jian, I'm not talking about you!"
"I know it's hard for ordinary people to understand, but this is really not a joke. Before dark, I need you to help me get some amulets or amulets that have been illuminated. The price is easy to say, but the things must be effective."
"Brother Dog, the police are here!"
"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw! Go through the back door! Hey, Brother Jian, the goods are guaranteed to be delivered! Get out of here, and remember, from now on, this 38 bathhouse will be my territory! Go!"
Listening to the gradually clear siren on the phone, I not only lamented how good it is to be young.
At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, a young man with a bandage on his forehead came to the adult store.
His right hand is wrapped in plaster, and his left hand is holding an old wooden box.
"Brother Jian, come and inspect the goods." Ergou put the box on the table and opened it with one hand, revealing colorful talisman papers and messy exorcism tools inside: "I don't know what you want, either. I tied blind Liu who was a fortune-teller at the Tianqiao, and all these things were found in his house.”
"Blind Liu?" I was warned before because I installed a camera in the hotel without permission. I met him once in the police station. That guy is just a liar who pretends to be blind...
When I dug out a silver-plated cross and two long strips of garlic from the box, I was more sure of my idea.
"What is this? A combination of Chinese and Western? He has a wide range of knowledge."
Forget it, until now, I don't have any hope, so I can only bite the bullet and sort out the talisman papers in the box, and put them in the pockets of my clothes and pants. A dead horse is a living horse doctor. If blind Liu is some kind of expert who hides in the city, then I will make a lot of money.
"Brother Jian, if you have nothing to do here, I will leave first. Blind Liu is still being detained. I am afraid that the brothers will not know how to attack and hurt that old bone." Empty boxes ready to leave.
"Wait a minute." The moment Er Gou picked up the box, I saw a piece of unusual talisman paper.
This piece of talisman paper was pasted on the bottom of the box, because it was too long, the color was yellowish, and it almost blended with the box.
"Brother Jian, this peach-wood box was handed down by the ancestors of Blind Liu, so don't take it for granted, or Blind Liu will have to work hard with me." Er Gou touched the plaster on his arm: "That old bone I still have some skills..."
After hearing what Ergou said, I feel that this box is even more extraordinary.
That's right, the wooden box that looks old doesn't smell decayed at all when placed in front of him, instead it has an indescribable charm.
"You can take the box, but I have to keep this talisman." Going to the back room, I put on disposable gloves for autopsy, and carefully peeled off the talisman paper pressed on the bottom of the box.
Thin beyond imagination, I can't tell what kind of material it is, but it is more resilient than ordinary paper.
"Brother Jian, what is written on it?"
"If I can understand, will I sell adult products here?"
The two stared at the flamboyant characters on the talisman with big eyes and small eyes. They knew they were Chinese characters, but they just didn't understand the meaning.
Strange to say, as soon as the talisman was removed, there was an unpleasant smell from the peach wood box. I knew something was wrong, so I gave Ergou fifty yuan to return the box quickly.
When it was dark, I was fully armed and sat quietly at the table, silently looking at the wall clock on the wall.
"It's eight o'clock!" The moment the hour hand passed by, the phone screen lit up.
There was no ringtone, no vibration, no reminder, an unfamiliar number called under the faint cold light.
"Hey..." The cold body was pressed against the ear, and there was only a woman's sobbing in the microphone, "Who are you looking for?"
The crying gradually stopped, but the feeling of terror gradually approached, as if the woman on the other side of the phone was walking out of the phone and lying on my shoulder.
"I want to find someone." There was no emotion in the voice, as cold as a lonely tombstone on a mass grave.
"I'm sorry, the store only sells adult products, if you really need it, you can add me on WeChat..." I trembled and organized my words, in fact, I didn't even know what I was talking about.
"Help me find someone, he hid me under the floor, inside the wall, and behind the bathroom tub a few years ago, find him, find him!" The voice stopped abruptly, the phone hung up, leaving only Give me endless guesses.
"Is this being dismembered?" I shuddered, and at the same time, there was an extra text message in the mailbox.
"It's late at night, and the silent desire is about to explode. Pick up the phone in the guest room, and reply to the ambiguous questions and answers. She is actually at the door, staring at the scarlet eyes, waiting for you to call her in..."
"Live broadcast mission: Stay in room 203 of Anxin Hotel at midnight and survive until the sun rises."
Seeing the text messages on my phone, I didn't have any luck. I knew the place in the mission. Just three months ago, there was a murder case in that small hotel on the outskirts of the city. The deceased was a man. , The state of death is extremely strange.