Everything was ready at 9:50. I stood at the door and heard the bolt being pulled. The girl called out twice and the door opened. Just as I was about to go in, four policemen rushed in. They were well-trained and the leader had arranged everything.
When the director and I went in, they had already gone downstairs. I explained the situation, and they probably went straight to the blackboard.
Police can ward off evil, and so can police uniforms, because they represent justice, but if faced with greater evil, they will probably be in trouble.
The director and I walked down slowly. I could see that the director was nervous and scared.
"It's okay. I'm here. Even if I die, you won't die."
"If you die, can I still live?"
After listening to this, I laughed. After all, he is the director and he is not stupid.
When we went in, we saw four policemen lying in front of the blackboard. I was stunned when I saw it, and the director was trembling.
"Stand still here, I'll come over."
I walked over slowly and saw that the four policemen were unconscious but breathing.
I immediately called the director.
"Go up and call people, call people."
The director came running down after a while.
"The door is bolted shut and can't be opened."
I think there seems to be someone up there, hiding behind some rubbish. If the police's analysis is correct and it's not a ghost but a person, that would be terrible. I have no way to deal with that person. I can't beat him or deal with him.
I got nervous.
"Carry it on your back."
I carried the four policemen up and they woke up after a while. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong?"
The leader asked me.
"What do I want to ask you?"
"We went down, and I smelled a scent, and I fell down."
"Okay, don't move. See if you can open this door. Once it's open, you stay here while the director and the other three go out."
I think this policeman has some brains.
The door wouldn't open. It wouldn't open at all.
I thought, this time it’s going to be lively, this time even the door can’t be opened.
"what to do?"
The director asked me.
"It's okay. I'll go down with him in a bit. You take care of these three policemen."
I went down with the police chief. He was really amazing. His footsteps were so light that they were almost imperceptible. It must have been the result of training.
“That’s the spot.”
He pointed to the place where he fainted.
I walked over slowly and didn't smell anything. This was strange. It seemed that the fragrance was also sprayed out instantly.
I slowly lifted the blackboard and saw a door. I took the blackboard down and threw it aside. I took a look at the blackboard and was shocked to find that the blackboard had two sides and there were words written on it.
"bring it on!"
I hesitated after writing the words not long ago, wondering what this meant. The police slowly approached.
"What's going on?"
He glanced at the two words and said.
"This was written by a girl, not a woman, and it was not written under duress, it was voluntary."
I was stunned for a moment, and he looked at me and said.
"I learned this by studying notes. I can tell all of this. There's nothing strange about it. We have an even more amazing policeman over there. He can tell what you look like just by looking at your shoe prints. Isn't that amazing?"
It’s amazing. It’s true that every profession has its own expertise. It’s really amazing.
"So do you believe in Yin studies?"
"I haven't heard of it. About ghosts? Then I don't believe it."
"Today I will make you believe it."
"Then you are my master, and we can be friends."
I think it would be interesting to be friends with a policeman, but I don’t like the policeman very much. I always feel that they are too cold and dare to shoot bad guys to death with a gun. Of course, I don’t dare.
The door was an iron door. I knocked on it and it was very thick and had no keyhole. I pushed it but it didn't budge.
When I looked at the policeman, the door opened little by little. I jumped away immediately. The policeman was more agile. He hid behind the door and pointed his gun at it.
Damn it, you are so capable. If anything happens, I will die first.
I leaned against the wall and listened to the sound, but there was no sound. Such a heavy door made no sound.
The door was only half open. I slowly looked sideways and saw coffins inside. There were seven coffins in a row. They were painted red on the bottom and black on the top. The coffins with red on the bottom and black on the top represent people who are in a half-yin and half-yang state. When people are half dead, they are put into the coffins.
I couldn't see other places because the direction was wrong. The policeman had seen the situation inside before me, and then he stood at attention, leaning against the wall, gesturing to me. I didn't understand. They were doing surgery. I didn't understand, so I shook my head and went over.
"What's up?"
I was speaking normally, and he was gesturing, asking me to speak more quietly. I could tell he wanted to slap me.
"The coffin?"
"Haven't you seen the coffin?"
He shook his head. I looked at his age, he was in his thirties. Yes, the cremation system has been implemented for fifty or sixty years, so it is normal that we haven't seen it.
"It's okay, I'll go in first."
He held me and said he would go in first, which was really brotherly of him.
I went in first and stood at the door so that I could see clearly inside.
There were all kinds of torture instruments, all of which were still stained with old blood, black blood, layer upon layer of blood, which I found a bit unbearable.
Looking again, at another place, I screamed and ran away.
He turned around and bumped into the policeman.
"Don't run, it's okay, I'm here."
The police pointed their guns at the door.
I thought to myself, you idiot, just stand there!
I went upstairs and the director asked me what was wrong
He heard my shout and his face turned pale.
"It's okay. It's okay."
I saw seven long hairs hanging on the wall, with the scalp still attached. They were the ones that had been peeled off and hung on the wall, corresponding to each coffin.
The police called me from below.
"Come down, there's no one, it's okay."
I was just wondering, I didn't see anyone, so I got scared. The three missing girls were not inside, and there were no other doors, I was sure of that.
I stabilized for a long time before slowly going down.
Go inside and the police are standing inside.
"It's so scary, that hair..."
"The scalp is still there, but the scalp has been peeled off."
The policeman shuddered, obviously he didn't see it clearly. He paid more attention to the living people, and dead targets were not too sensitive to him.
I walked over slowly and looked around, the police said.
"The three missing female students are not here, so where is the criminal I analyzed? There must be some secret passage or door, and he escaped."
"No."
"impossible."
The police were looking around. I found a place to stand and smoke. I knew that there should be seven bodies in the seven coffins, so the three missing girls should also be in them, but I couldn't be sure which three coffins they were in.
The police also set their sights on the coffin.
"There really is no other exit, so it must be in the coffin?"
I nodded. The police knocked on the coffins, one by one.
"There is nothing empty, it's all solid, which means there is something inside."
I said, taking a look at my hair.
"That's seven bodies."
The police nodded.
"Yes, I want to open the coffin."
"I don't want to open it, but what I want to open are the three coffins with three girls in them. I can't confirm it now, and I think you should have the skills in this area."
"I can't do that. There's a line on top, and there's something in a box. I can knock it and roughly know how many things there are. This one is more, that one is less, and I can tell right away."
"Let him down."
The police walked out and called for help.
The policeman came down and was really professional. I had to admit that he was amazing.
After knocking once, he pointed to three coffins and then went out. This kind of thing is really nervous. Nowadays, there are very few people who can see coffins, or even none at all. I am in a crematorium, where there are such conditions.
The policeman looked at me and said.
"Open the coffin?"
"Of course, but look at the coffins. They are all nailed. There are ten nails in each coffin. Do you see that?"
"I saw them, but I didn't notice the number. However, their sizes seemed to be different."
"Yes, they are different in size. They are not ordinary nails. They are made from the bones of ten fingers and nailed there."
"Nonsense, are you trying to scare me?"
The policeman didn't believe it, he looked closely and then started sweating.
"It really is bones, but I'm not sure they are all ten finger bones."
"I can confirm that this is the best way to suppress the coffin. Some of them understand Yin science and are afraid that the ghosts of the seven dead women will find them. They must have been too cruel to these seven women."
After I said that, I took a look at the torture instruments. Most of them were things I had never seen before, and they made me shiver and feel scared when I saw them.
"I don't understand this. I've always heard of ghosts, in novels and movies, but I've never encountered one."
"Of course, ghosts stay away from upright policemen."
"Can you explain what a ghost is?"
"A decomposed aggregate. I think you should understand now that my explanation is not correct. I explained it correctly, but you didn't understand."
"I have seen this before. After a person dies, a substance will come out and gather together to form a spirit. This is the reason why people die but their spirits don't die, right?"
"right."
"Then open the coffin, but it's dangerous and troublesome."
"We have to hurry. People will die in there."
"Need blood."
"What?"
"Blood. Human blood."
The policeman was stunned.
"What are you doing? Bleeding for fun?"
"Open the coffin, those are the ten-finger bone nails. After they are stained with blood, the nails will slowly come out by themselves."
"Not so evil, right?"
"That's it."
The police didn't believe this at all.
"If you don't open it, I'll strangle you to death."
"That's too much trouble. You have a gun."
"conduct."
He told me his name was Gao Yong, he was the deputy director of the branch, and that the city attached great importance to this case.
"Deputy Director Gao."
"Stay aside, a deputy director from the branch office."
"You want to be the director of the Municipal Bureau. Can you do it?"
He waved his fist at me, took out a dagger and cut my arm. Oh my god, I was shocked. There was so much blood that kept gushing out.
"Drop it on that finger bone, don't waste it."
He glared at me.
"Please treat me to a meal."
"Just understand, I am assisting the police in their investigation, you should invite me."
"Okay, no problem, let's go to the nightclub after we're done."
"It will be dawn when we are done."
After the three coffins had finished dripping with blood, I bandaged him.
"Actually, I can also drip some."
"Hints."
Hearing the sound, Gao Yong was startled, and the bone nails actually rose up little by little.
"It's fucking evil."
I didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything either. It seemed that he was scared, as something he couldn't believe was happening right before his eyes.
"What's next?"
"See that hammer next to it? It's used to smash bone nails. I'm afraid it hasn't been used for decades. Tell the other three people to come down, carry the girl on their backs, and you to smash the nails in. Make sure you hammer them in."
Three policemen came down and were also scared when they saw the situation.
The squeaking sound of the bone nails is really annoying.
All the bone nails were out, and I went up and opened the coffin lid. Yes, there was a girl lying inside, with bones next to her.
"Get it out, get it out, quickly."
Once I find one, I'll smash the bone nail, so Gao Yong won't have to do it.
"You guys deal with those two, quickly."
It only takes ten minutes to finish all this, that's speed when working with the police.
We went upstairs, but the door still wouldn't open. Gao Yong smashed the iron door, hoping that people outside would hear him and force it open.
"It's useless. I can't open it even if I hear it outside."
"What should we do? It's useless to go out. These three children are still unconscious."
"Go to the stairs and count from the top, then go down and count from the top again."
"What?"
"You are particularly fond of asking questions. That's what you policemen like."
Gao Yong came over and kicked me, then went down. When he came back his face looked strange.
"What's wrong?"
"Damn it, this is so weird, there are thirteen on top and twelve on the bottom."
“This is Yin studies.”
Gao Yong didn't say anything. He sat there, lit a cigarette, and tried to call the intercom, but it was no use. He couldn't get through.
"Don't bother. I do have a solution, but it's not a good solution. If you don't use it right, something bad will happen."
"We have to try, it's better than dying here."
"On this floor, there is a person. I can only tell you that the person is hidden somewhere on this floor. There are too many junks here, so I can't see this person."
Before I could finish my sentence, four policemen jumped up, guns pointed. Damn, it was so fast and so sudden, it scared me. It was a bit too quick and excessive reaction.
"You can't see it, but help me move those things. Move them wherever I tell you to move them."
I pointed to two places, and they moved. I went down, entered the torture chamber, found a torn bag, put the seven pieces of hair with scalp on the wall into it, and then came up with the hammer used to smash the bone nails.
When I came up, I saw a female ghost at first glance. She had no hair. She should be one of the seven women. (To be continued)