Before opening the video again, the administrator said with a solemn face: "This thing is very strange, if you watch it, I hope you don't tell others, and before watching, please be mentally prepared!"

I asked curiously about the situation, and the administrator told me that in the middle of the night last night, something strange had been found in the monitoring room.

I've looked at the monitoring once before, and I didn't find any problems, and the administrator didn't think there was a problem.

It happened to be the administrator on duty that night, and the young man was drinking coffee and playing a mobile game, when he heard the sound of clanging footsteps around him.

The young man was afraid of a thief, so he opened the door.

At this moment, I saw a shadow, running back and forth on the right side of his room, and the young man took a flashlight and chased after the shadow, and forgot to close the door, but soon after that the man ran away without a trace, and was never found, and when he returned to the room, he found that there seemed to be traces of someone in the room.

So the young man conducted a big search of the whole room, and in the monitoring room, nothing was lost.

The young man had put his wallet in the obvious place on the table before leaving the door, but there was not a single piece of money in his wallet.

When the young man said this, he let me look at the player on the surveillance display.

This player has a button with a red circle drawn on it, and when I came here yesterday, I hadn't noticed this circle yet.

The young man said, "I searched around and found that the button was circled. ”

Reaching out and touching the red thing, it seemed to resemble paint, and now it was dry.

This button is written in English, I don't know, the guy told me that this button is a repeat play button.

So that night, the young man pressed the replay, and the next scene he saw immediately reported to his supervisor, and the leader of the property company told everyone that the police would forcibly investigate, otherwise no one would be allowed to watch the video for the time being.

When the young man said this, he decided that he would let me see the truth.

So I replayed the video I had already watched yesterday.

As a result, when I watched it, the first half was quite normal, but when I saw the second half, a large number of snowflake spots suddenly appeared in the whole video, and when the snowflake spots lasted for two or three minutes, after it was over, the situation in the corridor changed.

Because I saw every house open their doors and talk about it in the hallway, and I was there for that.

I also saw myself in the surveillance.

Just as everyone was talking, all of a sudden, I saw a shadow slowly climbing down from the ceiling over everyone's heads.

It's clearly a person, but it can't be seen clearly, and this person looks at each other's posture like a martial arts master in a martial arts novel.

Clamp your feet to the ceiling.

He stretched out a hand with his head down, then silently grabbed a handful of a man's head, and then slowly reached back and moved up the ceiling to another person, wiping his hair as well.

The other party's movements seemed to be relatively light, but what was even more strange was that he had touched almost everyone's hair, but no one here could detect the abnormality.

The only thing I have done is that I'm lucky.

The mysterious guy also climbed on my head and reached out to touch my hair gently, but at this moment, I saw a mysterious woman appear behind me in the camera!

When I saw this, the caretaker made a fuss, almost shouted, and told me that I better go find a fortune teller.

Maybe there's a ghost around me.

Actually, I just vaguely agreed, this woman is my eldest daughter-in-law.

It turned out that my eldest daughter-in-law was with me last night, but I didn't even notice it, and the ghost on the ceiling saw my eldest daughter-in-law and stretched out his hand back and didn't attack me.

In this way, the power of that soul should not be too strong.

The others were unlucky, and the next day, one morning, when they were touched by their hair, they became bald.

I thanked and went back home to find my eldest daughter-in-law.

As a result, I found out that when I went out last night, my eldest daughter-in-law felt that there was someone in the corridor, but she didn't tell me, just silently accompanied me behind me for a while.

Then I saw something like a ghost in the ceiling attacking me, but when I saw my eldest daughter-in-law, I fled.

As for what it is, my eldest daughter-in-law can't say.

I sat in my room and sighed, and that's when I suddenly thought of the story in that newspaper.

There was some resemblance between the story in the newspaper and what was happening in front of my eyes.

The last time the deceased was found in the trash can, there is no report in the news until now, and there was a ghost story before the last time the deceased was found.

Every weird thing that happens in reality has something to do with ghost stories.

It's like a mapping.

I've got to get this straight.

But unfortunately, the newspaper in my hand was lost inexplicably, and I had to go back to the small alley behind the mall immediately that day to take a look, only to find that all the newspapers I had lost that day had disappeared without a trace.

In that case, I'll have to buy one.

However, the newspaper was yesterday, and it is more difficult to buy it today, because newspapers are basically only sold on the same day when they are produced, and once the newspaper expires, it is basically worthless.

If it's a local magazine, you can sell it at a discount, but if the local newspaper is not sold that day, you can only take it to the editor and collect it.

Otherwise, it won't be sold.

I searched for a few places that sold newspapers, but it turned out that none of them had any of yesterday's newspapers, and no one else had carefully observed the contents of them.

In desperation, I had no choice but to go to the newspaper headquarters to get a copy.

If it's the headquarters, there will definitely be a surplus.

I immediately took a taxi and stopped at the news office.

After some communication after entering, I decided to ask for yesterday's newspaper.

The locals were very welcoming, and when I gave it to me, I took a look at it, only to realize that the ghost story I had seen was gone, and instead it was a local chocolate advertisement.