Lu Changqing walked to the locker,

In addition to the third floor, the other two floors of the lockers are also full of things, but they are all small items, perfumes, hourglasses, and some GUNPLA.

Except for the picture frames, there was nothing else in the room that looked like black smoke.

By the way, according to what Lu Changqing learned from Lord Xu, these black smoke-like things are called resentment, and they are unique to ghosts.

Lu Changqing withdrew from the room and walked to other places.

However, the whole of 702, except for that picture frame, there is nothing else to complain about.

After searching to no avail, Wang Yao took out a pack of cigarettes, handed them to a few security guards and tenants, and everyone began to smoke in the living room.

Lu Changqing himself didn't smoke, and after not finding anything in 702, he simply walked out of 702 and planned to wait for Wang Yao and them in the corridor.

As I walked, I thought about the possibilities in my mind.

It is confirmed that there are ghosts here, but it is not certain whether they escaped from the outside or if someone died inside the apartment building.

In addition, the tenant of room 702 is also very suspicious, and Lu Changqing made up the picture of the tenant of 702 murdering and absconding after dismembering the body.

However, this doesn't work, the cold feeling is so strong, it means that the ghost is on the 7th floor, but the 7th floor is occupied by people except 702.

Suddenly, Lu Changqing patted his head and realized that he had made a mistake.

It's also a room on the 7th floor, so why is it determined that there is a problem with 702? Just because 702 is not inhabited?

Sometimes, it's people who are more terrible than ghosts.

Lu Changqing turned around, preparing to go back to 702 to find Wang Yao to check the other rooms.

However, just as he turned around and swept his gaze over the melon-eating crowd outside Gate 702, a figure caught Lu Changqing's attention.

The short, thin young man in a cotton suit coughed from time to time.

What caught the eye was not because he was dressed strangely, but because behind him, there was a dense mass of resentment, as thick as ink.

The young man in the cotton suit was as thin as a bamboo pole, his face was sallow, and his eye sockets were deep, as if a layer of skin was attached to the skeleton.

Lu Changqing was thoughtful, but he remained silent, pretending not to see anything and walked into 702.

Wang Yao was swallowing clouds and spitting fog in the living room, and when he saw Lu Changqing walking in, he hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette in his hand.

He knew Lu Changqing very well, and knew that Lu Changqing didn't like second-hand smoke, and if it wasn't for an emergency, he wouldn't have walked to the second-hand smoke area to find him.

Lu Changqing gestured to Wang Yao with his eyes, and then walked to the room used as a storage room; Wang Yao hurriedly followed.

In the room, Lu Changqing sorted out his thoughts and said in a low voice:

"We all fell into inertial thinking before, and we all decided that there was something wrong with 702;

Yes, 702 is inhabited, but who says that there will be no problem where people live?"

After listening to Lu Changqing's words, Wang Yao was silent for a while, and said in a somewhat low tone:

"Xiao Luzi, do you have any suspicions?"

"There is one, the man in the crowd in a cotton suit, but you have to go into his room to make sure;

If my guess is correct, it could be serious and even affect your apartment building. ”

Lu Changqing did have a few guesses.

Although the young man in cotton clothes looks like his body has been hollowed out, he is at least alive;

And the resentment on his body, Lu Changqing guessed that the place where he lived was closer to the ghost;

However, the strange thing is that the ghost didn't take the initiative to attack him?

Another point is the origin of this ghost.

Why did you only stay on the 7th floor? Could it be that you were also a tenant on the 7th floor before you died? But I didn't hear anyone on the 7th floor who was missing.

One thing is certain, however, regardless of the final outcome, the impact on the apartment building will be relatively large.

After all, living on the same floor as a ghost is sour.

Hearing this, Wang Yao paused for a while and said firmly:

"The truth is the most important, it's a big deal that I don't rent this apartment, it doesn't matter, brother, I'm a man with 10 apartments, and I won't care about this gain or loss. ”

Lu Changqing looked at Wang Yao, stretched out his hand, and patted Wang Yao's shoulder.

Although Wang Yao's face was calm and light, Lu Changqing knew that most of the rent in Wang Yao's apartment was used to fund schools and children in remote mountainous areas;

If the apartment can't be rented out and there is no rental income...

After confirming with Wang Yao, Lu Changqing followed Wang Yao out of room 702;

When I passed by the living room, I called the people in the living room by the way.

The melon-eating crowd outside the door, after seeing Lu Changqing and Wang Yao's heavy expressions, made way in unison.

Lu Changqing stopped at the door of 702 and whispered to Wang Yao:

"You ask the young man in a cotton suit which room he is in, and then open the door to his house. ”

When Wang Yao heard this, he beckoned a tall security guard, and after asking, he walked to the center of the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone is gathered here today mainly to deal with this strange cry;

702, which was suspected before, is now searched and there is nothing;

So the best thing to do now is to look at each room;

Of course, this is not to doubt everyone's meaning, and I am sure that everyone present will not do this kind of prank, but in order to deal with this matter thoroughly, I hope you can understand!"

After speaking, Wang Yao bowed to the crowd.

"It's okay, everyone is here to deal with this matter, landlord, you can check it with confidence, everyone can understand. ”

"Yes, yes, you can check the landlord. ”

"Landlord, go ahead, but if you see my hidden private money, don't expose it, I'll end up miserable." ”

There was laughter from the crowd.

......

After the commotion, the tenants took out their room cards and walked to their rooms.

The young man in the cotton suit walked towards 701.

The location of 701 is to the left of 702.

Lu Changqing and Wang Yao took a few steps behind and followed behind the young man in cotton clothes.

As the door of room 701 opened, the temperature seemed to drop by a few degrees.

The crowd walked into room 701 in turn.

After entering the door, there is the living room, and in the front right of the living room is the room of the master bedroom.

Before entering 701, Lu Changqing had already asked Wang Yao about the tenant's information.

The tenant of 701 is surnamed Wu, 19 years old, known as Xiao Wu, is a well-known game anchor with hundreds of thousands of fans on the live broadcast platform.

Especially the most like to live stream late at night.

There were not many people entering room 701, including Lu Changqing, Wang Yao and a few security guards.

Under Wang Yao's instructions, several security guards stood by in the living room to assist Lu Changqing.

Xiao Wu, who looks like a thin monkey, enthusiastically handed hot water to everyone.

After politely rejecting the water handed over by Xiao Wu, Lu Changqing raised his head and looked at 701.

701 is still the same 701, but in Lu Changqing's sight, a thick resentment is tumbling, filling the entire room.

The source of the black smoke pointed to the master bedroom inside.

Lu Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked to the master bedroom, his left palm facing down, and on the palm of his hand, a light blue flame was beating.

Seeing Lu Changqing walking towards the room, Wang Yao hurriedly followed behind.

The door of the master bedroom was hidden, and Lu Changqing gently pushed his right hand, and the door opened.

The bedroom is simply furnished, with a bed against the wall.

In front of the bedside, there is a computer desk with a desktop computer and live streaming equipment on the table.

On the wall behind the bed, there is an oversized LOL poster.

The tumbling resentment is constantly emerging from the poster.