But it's easy to say.,But it's still very difficult to do.,The editor who was engaged in music before had already quit this beautiful girl club a long time ago.,As for where he went after leaving.,No one has been in touch for a long time.。

When the boss thought of this, he immediately took out the editor's file and looked at it, and it can be seen from it that the editor's home address used to be, and now if he wants to find the other party, the only way is to visit the other party's home.

I discussed it with my boss and decided to act immediately, and then we went to each other's house after buying some fruit and some small gifts on the street.

The editor lived in a remote area built next to the highway, about half an hour's drive away, and when we came to this community, it was really beyond our expectations.

There is only one building in the whole community, and then we inquired around, and we learned that this community was originally going to build a garden, but later because of the real estate company's capital luck led to bankruptcy, so the construction of this community is abandoned and only such a building is connected.

But because the location is so remote from the city center, we came here to find it cold and quiet.

But even if we came here, we didn't know each other's home addresses or whereabouts, so my boss and I had no choice but to knock on the door from door to door.

After about half an hour, we found that the investigation process was not as difficult as we thought, because most of the families had moved out and many of the rooms were empty.

When we finally got to the eighth floor, one of the old ladies was woken up by us, and the old lady looked at me in red pajamas, and we re-questioned the old lady according to what we had said, and then looked us up and down with strange eyes.

Then the old lady said, "Is the so-called editor you are looking for a girl with red hair and long braids, and what is your relationship with that girl?"

When the old lady asked this, there was not only suspicion in her eyes, but also a hint of horror.

I immediately stood up and answered the relationship between our colleagues, and then the old lady sighed and replied: "For so many years, no one has visited that girl, I thought that girl was alone, it is really pitiful to say pitiful, but it is indeed impossible to take care of it!"

Secretly talking about the old lady's statement, the editor of the year didn't seem to be doing very well now, and then the old lady felt that it was not the right place to talk in the corridor, so she invited us into the room.

As soon as I sat down, the old lady poured us a glass of water and said, "You are the next room to my right, which is where the girl lives, and that girl was pretty good a few years ago, and she often greeted me when she commuted to and from work, but since she came back from your company one day, the whole person has changed mysteriously!"

The strangest part is that this girl is inexplicably banging on the wall every night.

Even made the old lady unable to sleep, so many times the old lady personally wanted to play with the girl, but who knew that before the girl's personality changed very quickly, the cheerful person suddenly became extremely gloomy.

And in the process of talking to the old lady, the other party's eyes are like the eyes of a dead man, which is silent at all, giving people a feeling of chilling from the heart.

Since that day, the old lady has never said anything to the other party, and the matter is all handed over to the management of the property company.

During this time, I often saw this girl yelling at the staff of the property company, and I didn't know what the conflict was, and this old lady in order to avoid causing trouble, so this matter was never asked again, but just about half a year ago, this girl left here.

It was a Saturday morning, and a bunch of people in white coats forcibly pushed open the door, and accompanied by the property manager, forcibly pulled the girl out of the house.

At that time, the old lady was watching the excitement through the door, and found that the group of people wearing white coats was also a doctor from a mental hospital.

It's no wonder that this editor has been doing things all the time, it turns out that I have been mentally affected by something, and then I asked about this mental hospital, which is not too far from here, and it is about a 20-minute drive to the north.

But I don't know why I was taken away, but just as we were talking, all of a sudden I heard a thump.

The moment this voice sounded, the old lady's eyes immediately changed.

Finally, with a very frightened look, he turned his head to look at the wall behind him.

At first, I focused all my attention on the wall, but the moment I saw the old lady in my world, I noticed that the old lady turned her head very strangely.

The old lady was facing us, and her neck was slowly twisting back.

Click.

It was the sound of bones breaking.

The old lady's head was completely twisted to the back of her body, and her eyes looked directly at the constantly beating wall behind her, but she said as if she was safe: "Hear me, this girl always knocks on the wall!"

My boss and I immediately stood up, and even an idiot could see that it was impossible for a normal person to twist his head to this angle, but then the old lady slowly turned her head back as if she had nothing to do.

Finally, the old lady smiled and said, "Why don't I accompany the two of you to the next door?"

I shook my head, rejected the old lady's proposal, and then immediately walked out of the building with the boss, because the next room was locked, we didn't go in, when we went downstairs I saw a property manager immediately inquired, only to know that the floor where the original editor lived has long been unoccupied, and the so-called old lady does not exist at all, it is said that a year ago, in order to see the excitement, I accidentally slipped on the stairs and fell down directly, and broke my neck at the staircase.

Hearing the property manager's story, the boss next to me trembled and said, "I said little brother, who are we talking to just now, we can't talk to someone who is dead!"