Chapter 45: Scrapbook
The room was as chilling as ever, and by now Yaksha had fallen asleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow."
The cat's meow was so annoying, and Yaksha was woken up, only to find that the house was very silent, and there was no sound at all.
Close your eyes again.
āā¦ā¦ Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Ah......h
āā¦ā¦ Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Ah......h
"What's that sound?"
Yaksha opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.
Maybe there are rats, but how can rats make such noises?
The sound finally stopped, and there was a slight noise in the cupboard, as if something was trapped inside.
What is it?
āā¦ā¦ Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Ah......h
āā¦ā¦ Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Ah......h
This time the sound seems to come from under the bed, is there something under the bed?
The clever Yaksha climbed up to the ceiling, didn't look under the bed, didn't check what was in the closet, just tightened the quilt on his body, endless fear spread in his heart, and no amount of warm quilt could hide the cold in the room.
āā¦ā¦ Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Ah......h
āā¦ā¦ Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Ah......h
That voice, that voice, came again, under the bed, under the bed.
Could it be that Lin Jiu is scaring himself by prank, no matter who you are, enough, Yaksha got out of bed, but he still couldn't look under the bed, and his instinctive sixth sense told him that there was a very dangerous thing hidden under the bed, absolutely not.
What's under the bed?
When he was a thief, he stole the living during the day and the dead at night, and he was never so afraid.
"Bang bang."
"Bang bang."
There was a sharp knock on the door.
"What for?" Ah Jiu rubbed his eyes and asked.
"Can you talk to me for a while?"
"No, I have to sleep, it's rude to wake someone in my sleep, and I'll be angry next time."
"Shall I sleep with you, I mean, you sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the ground, on the ground." Yaksha blushed as he explained.
"It's not okay, you're scared when you sleep alone, I can understand that, but how can I let you sleep on the ground, it's absolutely not okay."
How smart Yaksha is, he can't guess what Ah Jiu is thinking in his head at the moment, it's really despicable, he actually took advantage of the danger.
Ah Jiu carried the futon into the double bed room.
"Don't cross the line."
"The dividing line, I'll go back to the house and sleep."
"Wait a minute, whatever you want." Yaksha had to back down again.
"It's hard to be a man, it's hard to be a man, it's obvious that someone is forced to invite you, but you are guarded like a pervert." Ah Jiu nagged and got into the quilt and fell asleep instantly.
"Y-You're asleep?" Yaksha asked softly.
The fear that came from this room did not diminish in the slightest, but intensified.
The lights in the room are all on, Ah Jiu is lying on his side, his clothes are not changed, his beard is not shaved, and his hair is not washed, this Lin Jiu is really, unkempt.
The first time we met, I was caught stealing something on the street, and I underestimated this person too much.
The second time we met, I didn't know each other and had a holiday, but I was willing to stay to stop the zombies.
"Hello?"
"Huh?"
Yaksha, who was thinking about things, was almost scared to death by Ah Jiu, who suddenly opened his eyes.
"Y-You're not asleep?"
"I can't sleep, you know, I'm having a hard time."
"Huh?"
"Burning with lust."
"You."
Yaksha's face flushed, and he sat up with a pout, does this lin jiu have to make any more excessive requests, hugging himself to sleep or.
"Hey, do you have a boyfriend?" Ah Jiu sat up and asked.
"No, no, what do you mean?" Yaksha felt her heart beat several times faster.
"I suddenly felt like the two of us were a good match."
"What, that's a good match?" Yaksha asked shyly.
"You are human, and I am human."
"What, that's it, the streets are full of qualifications, why do I have to look for you?" Yaksha's apricot eyes widened.
"I'm just kidding, why are you so nervous, with my conditions, I can only be single until I die in this life."
"Actually, you're not too bad, aren't you rich, that jade is worth a lot of money."
"You don't understand my troubles."
"yes, fate." Ah Jiu lay down and added in his heart.
"Tell me what's going on." Yaksha pushed Ah Jiu's quilt.
"A fortune teller told me that I was destined to live to be twenty-five years old, and that I should be single until I die, so as not to harm others and myself."
"You can also believe the fortune teller's words, hey, did you give him money?"
"Didn't."
"Did you hit him, then?"
"Didn't fight."
As if thinking of something, Yaksha's face suddenly became dull: "Maybe that fortune teller is right, you shouldn't have met me." ā
"You are a disaster, but you can't kill me, it's fate that makes me die."
"Fate?" Yaksha asked, puzzled.
"Nothing, sleep, sleep." Ah Jiu put the quilt over his head.
The next morning.
"Hey, you better find another one to sleep with tomorrow night, I have to be pure."
"You."
Yaksha couldn't say anything and went downstairs to wash.
Ah Jiu picked up the futon and returned to the opposite room.
"Ahh A scream rang from downstairs.
After identification, the deceased died of heart palsy, which was an accidental death, but he suddenly fell ill when he went to the bathroom.
The Zhongshan police officer in charge of the case made such a judgment.
When something like this happens, Yaksha is in no mood to look for Yoko's parents at all, not to mention that Yoko was gone last night.
As the sun sets, Yaksha returns to the room with the double bed and thinks about what happened today.
Nerima Police Station.
"Where did you say the murder was located?"
"Is there another murder there?"
"Isn't it already locked down, who sold you the house?"
Officer Nakayama's barrage of questions made Yaksha unable to answer.
"What the hell happened there, did someone die there?"
"I can't say much about this, you can move out of there as soon as possible, I hope it's still urgent."
Nakayama looked at Yaksha's beautiful face and figure, which was comparable to a model, and his expression was very regretful.
Nerima Real Estate.
"What, you want to get the house back?"
"I'm sorry, you've already signed a contract, and you can't get it back."
"The wellhead who signed the contract with you hasn't come to work for a few days."
"If you don't ask for leave, you can't get through on the phone, and this kind of employee will definitely be fired."
Maybe you don't need to be fired by your boss.
What the hell happened here?
The officer probably knew something but wouldn't say it.
Yaksha suddenly focused on the tape-sealed cupboard.
What's in it?
Maybe there's an answer.
The Yaksha tears off the tape that seals the cupboard.
On the lower level of the closet are a few old clothes, and on the upper level are a few old newspapers and a coffee-colored scrapbook. (To be continued.) )