It's very scary, this is the name that Han Fei gave to the live broadcast room.

"It's still not popular enough. "The first two live broadcasts were too one-sided and hasty, and they didn't rebroadcast all the horror pictures, so not many people saw them, except for a few hardcore fans, there were very few people left online.

Eat my old grandson a stick: the newcomer is bubbling.

Xiaolu's mother: What is this live broadcast room for, I don't see the fame.

Hot Dog Dada: Isn't this the same streamer who howled in the sewers last time, what tricks are you going to play this time?

Han Fei's future purpose was explained to the sailors, and most of them thought that he was sensationalizing, but there were a few people who had different opinions on this.

Super Spicy Chicken: Tai Ping Hotel? Taiping Hotel I can't go, I have a classmate who committed suicide there, and he still asked us for help in the group that night......

Hot dog big: Upstairs is the support, the identification is complete.

Super Spicy Chicken: I'll paralyze you, what Lao Tzu said is true, the anchor, you'd better leave quickly, otherwise you won't be able to leave when the time comes.

Han Fei was a little speechless, and before he could talk a few words, he quarreled.

"Knock-knock-"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside, near and far, and Han Fei suddenly became vigilant: "Boss Yao?"

"Knock-knock-"

There was no response from outside the door, and the knocking continued.

Super Spicy Chicken: Don't open the door.

Hot dog big: This B doesn't look like it at all, I'm too lazy to look at it, withdraw.

Han Fei didn't reply, pinned the phone to his chest, pointed the camera at the door, and leaned over step by step.

After stepping in, Han Fei could hear that the knock on the door seemed to be coming from next door.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Han Fei opened the door a crack, revealing half of his face and looking out.

"No one in the corridor?" Han Fei was surprised and leaned his whole body out.

"Knock-knock-"

The voice still didn't stop, Han Fei's face changed slightly, and he stared at the door next door,

The voice came from room 404,

In other words, someone knocked on the door inside the house!!

There are only two living people here, him and Boss Yao, could it be that Boss Yao is pretending to be a ghost?

The knock on the door disappeared, as if someone had gently tugged inside, and the iron door of SCP-404 creaked slowly, revealing a five-centimeter-wide crack in the door, and it was dark inside, and nothing could be seen.

Han Fei hesitated, instinctively telling him to stay away from this room, but his mission was to check the secret of the bathtub in room 404, how could he check it if he didn't go in?

Just as he was about to push the door to enter, a strong sense of unease flooded into his brain, and Han Fei hurriedly turned around and found that there was an extra person behind him.

It's not Boss Yao!

What suddenly appeared was a young man with a short stature and a weak face, his appearance and dress were normal, and he smiled apologetically at Han Fei: "I'm sorry, I didn't scare you, I also heard a strange knock on the door, so I came out to take a look." ”

Coincidentally, the man, also surnamed Yao, was Yao Lisi, and he said that he was a newspaper reporter and wanted to come to secretly visit the secrets of the Taiping Hotel.

He also just moved in, living in 405, just across 404 from Han Fei.

After seeing him with professional cameras and other tools, Han Fei removed his guard, saying that he was a supernatural anchor who came here to mix up popularity.

"I heard that Ang, there are a lot of unjust souls in this 404 who can't get out, and if a living person enters it, it's a dead word, and you are very bold. ”

"You're not a little daring. Han Fei looked at this man, who might be less than one and a half meters tall, and sincerely admired his courage.

"Why don't we go in and have a look?" Yao Lisi made a proposal, and Han Fei didn't refuse, after all, multiple people have multiple companions, and they will be a little bolder.

It was very different from the picture he imagined, there was nothing terrifying and weird in the room, but the temperature was very low, and Han Fei couldn't help but shudder.

The old light bulb flickered on and off, and Yao Lisi pulled out a white candle from his backpack and barely lit up the room.

"The windows are ajar, the room is neat, and there is no excess dust on the floor, indicating that someone has been cleaning the room. Han Fei secretly observed.

"Who?" Yao Lisi shouted coldly behind him, saying that he had just felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

There was a black handprint on the shoulder, and both of them were frightened.

"There can't really be ghosts, right?" Yao Lisi's words were not as hard as they had been at the beginning, he looked around, and when he looked up, he saw a white band, and then his eyes became a little misty.

Then, he moved a bench and stood on it, reached out and pulled off the strap, and began to tie the knot.

"What are you going to do?" Han Fei had a bad premonition, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this was the white silk used by the ancients to hang themselves.

Yao Lisi didn't answer, wrapped the fastened strap around his neck, shook his legs, and kicked over the stool,

He's hanging!

Han Fei was in a hurry all of a sudden, grabbed his leg and got him down, he looked at Han Fei blankly: "I...... What happened to me?"

"Ghost upper body?" This was Han Fei's first thought, and sure enough, this room was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Bang-"

The door was violently pushed open, and Boss Yao appeared in front of the two with a flashlight and reprimanded them.

Back in the room, Han Fei took down his mobile phone and found that the popularity of the live broadcast room had risen to more than 100, and the sailors were arguing inside.

Mother Fawn: What happened just now, what happened to that person?

Super Spicy Chicken: Can't you see this, obviously, he fell into evil and was ghosted.

Little Banana: I bet on a generation of spicy strips, they know each other, and the acting is too rough.

Little brother of the electronics factory: I know here, I used to live on the second floor, and once when I went to the toilet at night, guess what I saw?

Dachshund: Did you see Sadako or Donnie Yen?

Little brother of the electronics factory: I didn't talk to you, I saw a human-like creature lying on my stomach in the pool, and I scared the baby to death.

Mr. Two Fingers: The anchor keeps a snack, and I feel that the short one is a little weird......

After talking nonsense with the sailors, the fear dissipated a lot.

At about eleven o'clock, Han Fei estimated that Boss Yao should be asleep, so he put on his backpack and tiptoed out of the door, he had seen it when he came in before, the door lock of 404 was broken, and he could enter at any time, but what he couldn't figure out was, what the hell was the knocker?

This time, he didn't call Yao Lisi, and went in alone, holding the door against the table so that he could know in advance that someone was coming.

After entering the house, he re-lit the candle that had been blown out by Boss Yao, and the scene in the room was a little different from the first time he entered.

The quilt that was originally neatly stacked was spread flat on the surface of the bed, and the surface of the quilt was highly raised.

Up close, it looks like someone kneeling on the bed and covering their body with a quilt.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Han Fei held his breath, took out an electric baton, and hit it without a trace of reaction.

"Click-"

The quilt was lifted, and a man with a disheveled head fell straight down.

"Inflatable doll?" Han Fei was shocked, he felt that someone was playing a prank, Boss Yao was very suspicious, and he even suspected that Boss Yao was a psychopath.

With a silver key in her mouth, Han Fei searched around and found a safe under the bed.

"Friends, should I open it?" Han Fei shouted to the live broadcast room, and the sailors boiled.

Super Spicy Chicken: Although it may be dangerous, it has nothing to do with me after all, so you should open it.......

Mother Deer: No, my daughter is still eating, what if it's eyeballs or something?

Old drama bone: According to my judgment, this absolute force was designed by the anchor in advance, and the safe must be filled with scaring props, and the anchor will use exaggerated acting skills, which is too routine and uninteresting.

Little Fresh Meat: I don't care what's in the safe, I just want to know where that inflatable doll is sold......

Big mature woman: Little brother upstairs, what's so good about the inflatable doll, you add sister VX, sister will take you fly.......

Small fresh meat: Roll ......

Everyone was curious, and even if they thought it was a prop that Han Fei had prepared in advance, they wanted to know what was inside.

Han Fei was also curious, so he carefully inserted the key and twisted it gently.

"Quack~"

A black crow flew out of the safe, but fortunately Han Fei was mentally prepared, otherwise he would have screamed at this moment.

The crow flew out and slammed into the wall like a headless fly.

Once, twice.

After the third impact, it could no longer wave its wings, as its head had cracked open and disgusting things flowed all over the ground.

"Did you choose to commit suicide because your life was too stressful?" Han Fei covered the crow's corpse with a tissue and continued to look into the safe, which contained nothing but a document bag.

Open it up and there is a stack of photos, each with a blank sheet of paper taped to the back.

The first photo shows a boy lying in a bloodied bathtub, holding a knife in his right hand and a hideous wound on his left wrist, which looks like he has committed suicide.

"On March 12th, the first day of staying at the hotel, when it came, I already knew that I would not survive......"

"On March 13th, it didn't kill me, but I was trapped, I couldn't get out, why did you come to this damn place......"

"March 14th, please, please stop torturing me, give me a good time......"

"On March 15th, only death can be liberated, then I will fulfill myself......"

Looking at the words on the white paper, Han Fei made up the boy's situation at that time, and described it in eight words, that is, "I can't survive, I can't die".

"What the hell happened to force a living person to commit suicide?" Han Fei was puzzled and continued to look down.

The second photo is of a man who can't see his face, because his whole head is stuffed into the toilet, and the soles of his feet are facing the sky, like pulling onions on dry land, which is very weird.

"It's a dungeon, there's no sunlight, there's no food or drink, and I'm going to starve to death soon......"

"It said, there is delicious food in the toilet, it didn't lie to me, it is really delicious in it, it is so fragrant......"

"There are fewer and fewer delicacies in the toilet, and it tells me that if I still want to eat, I can only stuff my head into it, but my head is too big to fit in, so I cut off half of my face, hehe, I can stuff it in now......"