The soil on the top of the secret room kept falling off, and Chen Ge felt very unsafe in this place, as if it would collapse at any time.
With nothing else to gain, Chen Ge was ready to leave: "The door connecting the two worlds usually appears for one minute at midnight. I don't know if the out-of-control door still retains this feature. Next time, I can come in after the time is stuck. Look."
The police sealed off the secret room and did not discover the secret of the door. It was probably because of the staggered time. After all, the police are also human beings. Who would go to the secret room where the crime happened at twelve o'clock in the evening
Called Xu Yin, Chen Ge climbed out of the secret room, closed the board, and restored the closet.
Looking at the various handicrafts placed in the house, and thinking about the thick plush doll coat in the iron cage of the secret room, Chen Ge's mood was also a little complicated: "Despair is something that exists by nature, and life is hard enough. Why are you still doing these pointless things?"
After checking the room again and making sure there was nothing to gain, Chen Ge pulled out the bathroom window and closed the window without glass.
"Completed the trial of the hearse, returned the electric car, and checked the back room of Jiang Long's house. All the things to do have been done, and it's time to go back." Chen Ge looked at the table below, it was three in the morning, just in the dark the deepest time.
"Hurry up and drive the hearse back before dawn. If you meet the traffic police after dawn, it will be troublesome." The black phone said that the hearse should be on the road after twelve o'clock on a rainy night, which Chen Ge kept in mind. , he didn't want his car to be impounded by the police the first time he hit the road.
Fan Cong's house lived on the top floor. Chen Ge thought it was troublesome to go upstairs and downstairs, so he took out his mobile phone and prepared to greet Brother Fan Cong, and then left.
The phone just rang, and Fan Cong's voice came from the microphone.
"Brother! Why did you smash someone's window! Didn't you say you just go and have a look?"
"I checked all around, but there is no surveillance." Chen Ge stood by the building with his bag, the rain was about to stop.
"No! What does this have to do with surveillance?"
"I am also trying to solve the murder case. The families of the victims wash their faces in tears every day. What's more important is that if the murderer is not caught, new victims will appear soon. Do you think that you are living in such fear, aren't you afraid? ? And if I smash a piece of glass, I can save one or even several lives. Compared with human life, is a piece of glass that is already broken more important?"
Chen Ge said that Fan Cong had nothing to refute. He thought about it for a while and felt that it really made sense.
"By the way, before I smashed the glass, I deliberately hung up the phone. How did you know?" Chen Ge is a person who pays great attention to details. Calmness and caution are also the reasons why he can survive so many trials.
"I've been watching you upstairs. If you have an accident, I'm going to call the police."
After Fan Cong finished speaking on the phone, Chen Ge looked up at Fan Cong's house.
There was a faint light in a room on the left side of the top floor of the opposite building. Fan Cong was standing at the window. He held his mobile phone, and when he saw Chen Ge looking up, he waved his hand to Chen Ge.
"Boss Chen, I really admire you. You dare to go to the haunted house alone at two or three in the morning. It's amazing." Fan Cong said for a long time, but there was no response from Chen Ge on the phone.
He stood on the top of the building and looked downstairs. Chen Ge put his mobile phone to his ear, and his body seemed to be petrified. He stood there blankly, maintaining a posture of looking up.
"Boss Chen? Talk about it?" Fan Cong panicked inexplicably when he saw Chen Ge's abnormality: "Don't scare me! Are you a jerk? Wipe! I said you must not go there!"
"Don't talk yet." Chen Ge's voice came from the phone, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. Fan Cong felt that Chen Ge's voice seemed to be a little different from before.
"What's wrong?"
"Keep this position and don't move, pay attention, don't look back!"
It was the first time Fan Cong heard Chen Ge speak in such a stern tone, and he quickly agreed: "Okay, I won't look back."
He said he wouldn't look back, but he couldn't help but want to look back. Fan Cong felt a chill running down his spine to his brain.
"Boss Chen, is there something behind me?"
"It's okay, now you stretch back the hand holding the phone."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, further back, okay, this is the position. Hold on, don't move."
Chen Ge stood downstairs, his pupils narrowed a little, and his eyes stared straight at the room where Fan Cong was.
A faint light shone through the room. Fan Cong stood at the window, clutching his pajamas with one hand and holding his cell phone behind his head with the other. And not far from his mobile phone, stood a girl in red.
The black hair fell on the blood-red clothes, and the child's face had no clear facial features, but a few black holes instead.
She has no eyes, nose, teeth, and her hands and feet are covered by red clothes. She can't tell her age, height or appearance. Everything seems to be unknown.
"Red..."
"What clothes? Boss Chen, what's the matter? Don't scare me on purpose! I promise not to tell you about breaking the glass!"
"Don't talk! Let me communicate with her." Chen Ge simply sorted out his thoughts, and the girl in red who suddenly appeared in Fan Cong's room was most likely Xiaobu. Chen Ge had guessed that the child was hiding The deepest part of the game.
"All the children in the game are called Xiaobu, and all the tragedies happened to Xiaobu. There must be a reason." Chen Ge picked up the phone and first stated his position: "Don't be impulsive, need something, long for it. You can tell me anything you get."
In the bedroom, neither Fan Cong nor the girl in red behind him moved, as if time stood still.
Finding that the girl didn't mean to hurt Fan Cong, Chen Ge continued: "I haven't experienced your pain, so I can't say that I can fully understand you, but please give me a chance to help you, maybe we can sit and chat together. Let's talk."
Fan Cong's body was trembling. He listened to what Chen Ge said on his mobile phone. He felt that either he was crazy or Chen Ge was crazy: "Brother, who are you talking to?"
Chen Ge ignored Fan Cong. He didn't dare to stay alone with the strange red clothes without any guarantee, but Fan Cong did it.
"I have seen many children like you. Perhaps their experiences are not worth mentioning compared to yours, but at least with my help, they have found their way of life again." Chen Ge played Xiaobu's game, He rummaged in his backpack, took out a very worn mobile phone, and called out the mobile phone ghost Tongtong.
"Have you seen the child next to me? There is his figure in that little game. You should know his story. I helped him fulfill his wish and punished those who hurt him. You can ask him about these things."
With the facts in front of him, the mobile phone ghost also understood when it was time to behave. He nodded and tried to show a happy smile, but it seemed that because he hadn't laughed for a long time, his smile was a bit ugly.
Listening to the words in Chen Ge's phone, Fan Cong looked at the empty ground next to Chen Ge: "What do you mean? Why is there another one? How many people are there in my room now?"
Chen Ge ghosted out the phone. The girl in red seemed to have seen Tongtong before. She tilted her head to one side, thought for a while, and raised her sleeves.
No hands can be seen, only blood-red sleeves can be seen waving a few times against the window.
After a while, blood began to ooze out of the window of Fan Cong's house, and the blood stains formed a few words - you will die if you come to Liwan again...