It was late at night, and I called Mr. Zhou in advance to confirm whether Mr. Zhou was asleep.
As soon as the call was made, the call was answered quickly over there.
I called to Mr. Zhou and said: "I'm sorry to disturb you late at night, don't you know if Mr. Zhou remembers me?"
A hearty voice from Mr. Zhou said: "Remember, are you coming over tonight?"
I said yes.
Mr. Zhou quickly told me the address, and Erhu and I took a taxi to the place where Mr. Zhou lived.
It took about twenty minutes before we reached the place.
Because it is late at night, the driver has no obstacles to drive, so the speed is much faster than usual. This is a village in the city, but when you look at it, it is already dilapidated. On many walls, red paint is written with a big split. .
The street lights here are extremely dim, which may be caused by no one to manage because they are going to be demolished.
The two tigers walked all the way, saying, "The people in this place are about to get talented, and they are actually doing demolition."
I said to Erhu: "People and people have different lives, so don't envy you."
Erhu said yes.
I said to Erhu, don't sigh, pay attention to house number 44.
Erhu said yes. After searching for a quarter of an hour, we found house number 44, but the house number is skewed, showing a look of decline.
There are two large iron doors at the door, but they have long been rusty.
I raised my hand and knocked on the door, and a bang sounded in the quiet night.
Erhu said: "Now that the village has been demolished, why doesn't he move out and still lives in this ruined place, it is estimated that there will be a water and power cut."
I said to Erhu, I will see Mr. Zhou later, don't talk nonsense.
The second tiger answered.
Not long after, someone came over to open the door. He was still holding a black flashlight in his hand, and his face was shaggy and rugged.
Seeing us, he stretched out his hand, held me and said, "You are the little brother Ning Daochang called."
I said yes, are you Mr. Zhou
He hummed and said, "You don't need to call him Mr. Zhou, this is too polite, just call him Zhou Hao." I saw that he was older than me, so I called Brother Hao directly, and then I introduced Erhu, and they also shook hands.
Zhou Hao invited us in.
When I got inside, I found that the room was full of the smell of tobacco, and there were still a few wine bottles on the ground in a mess.
As soon as Erhu and I sat down, Zhou Hao took out the wine and let us have a drink first.
He quickly caught a cigarette with his finger, and Zhou Hao asked us, "Before coming, did Chief Ning tell you something?"
I shook my head and said no.
Zhou Hao laughed and said, "Then I have to make things clear to you first. So far, nine people have died in this place."
I was stunned when I heard it.
Erhu said: "Dude, you are at night, don't be kidding, if nine people die here, what kind of demolition will be done."
Zhou Hao narrowed his smile and said, "Two people, I definitely didn't mean to joking with you. There was nothing wrong before the demolition, but after the demolition, accidents began. To be precise, people died on the third day. When the deceased was found, they were all face down. When the body was turned over, the whole body was dry and the blood seemed to have been sucked clean. The dead makeup was miserable. When the forensic medical dissection, the general conclusions were all. He died from excessive blood loss. As for the wounds on the body, I can only say that there are no obvious wounds."
Listening to this, Erhu's complexion has changed, and he asked: "Is there such an evil?"
Zhou Hao flicked the soot and said lightly: "If you don't believe me, there was a newly dead body last night. I will take you to see now."
As Zhou Hao was talking, I observed Zhou Hao’s face next time, his facial features were correct, and there was a deep longitudinal pattern in the palace of illness extending to the position of the palace of life, which indicated that he was in disaster, but strangely, he The Yintang also faintly emits red light, which again indicates a good omen.
The location of the Palace of Illness is at the bridge of the nose, and the bridge of the nose is very close to the Yintang, so the Palace of Illness is the most predictable place.
However, Zhou Hao's face was indeed a bit strange.
I thought about the book my master gave me, and thought that if this happens, there can only be one explanation, and that is that Zhou Hao is not simple, and he can handle the dangerous problems that arise.
Erhu gently pushed me down at this time and said to me, "Xiaosheng, what are you doing in a daze?"
I regained consciousness.
Zhou Hao got up and walked out, and Erhu and I followed Zhou Hao.
The flashlight was shining in this village in the city, and the beam of light swayed around. After a while, we arrived in front of a collapsed house, and there was a corpse wearing yellow construction clothes on the ground. Judging from the dressing, he should be in his twenties or thirties.
At this time, his face was facing underground, and the words safety first were written behind him.
I looked around and found no ghosts.
When the three of us arrived close, Zhou Hao directly turned the body over. Rao, who had seen so many corpses in Erhu, couldn't help but turn pale.
I also felt suffocated in my heart. This is just to suck up the blood and turn it into a corpse.
I saw a corpse with sunken cheeks, prominent cheekbones and loose skin. I reached out and touched it, and my face felt loose.
I said: "It's a terrible death, there should be evil spirits around here."
Zhou Hao said: "There is such a possibility, face down, I suspect there is something under the ground, but no one dares to come in for construction now."
Erhu swallowed his saliva and asked, "Brother Hao, who are you?"
Zhou Hao laughed and said, "I am the'night watchman' here. In a few days, another police officer will accept this case, but I can tell you that this is a top secret case and must not be passed on."
I hummed and said, "Don't worry, I won't say anything."
It's just that in my heart, I now have a question, since people have started to die here, and it has been happening for many days, why would anyone come in.
I raised the question in my heart to Zhou Hao. Zhou Hao said to me, "Hello, Zhang Sheng. These people are all workers who have been here for construction. At night, they walk in like a nerve and body that are not controlled. Dead. To put it more vulgarly, it may be an evil."
I said to Zhou Hao: "Brother Hao, you have been here for so many days, haven't you found anything?"
I looked at Brother Hao, who chuckled and said, "Yes."