Midnight.

The clouds were overcast, and the moonlight was not clear.

Lin Rong had just finished the call with the '120 million gold owner', thinking that the matter would be settled tomorrow, and his expression was vaguely irrepressible with excitement and excitement.

He couldn't wait to go back to his room and discuss the spoils with Merlin.

"Huhuhuhu"

The wind swept through the corridor, and the curtains fluttered.

Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk

Lin Rong walked in the corridor and frowned slightly.

“？”

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that behind him, there seems to be a very light foot sound, always half a beat slower than him, following him.

"Who?"

He paused abruptly and looked back.

But, there was no one.

Except for the half-open windows, the curtains raised by the wind, in the light and shadow, like white ghosts.

"It seems that I have been a little too excited these days, which has made people nervous."

Lin Rong shook his head, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, a little amused by his sudden suspicion.

He walked quickly to the door, and when he didn't find the key in his pocket, he raised his hand and knocked on it.

Knock Knock –

No one came to open the door for half a day.

"Merlin, Merlin?"

Lin Rong opened his mouth a little impatiently, but still did not get a response.

It was quiet on all sides, without the frolicking sound of the children in the past, and it seemed extremely cold.

"Where did you go to the basement so late?"

Lin Rong's face was a little gloomy, and he was just about to go back to the office to find the key, but suddenly there was a clicking sound behind him.

Then, there was the sound of clattering footsteps.

"Coming back?"

He thought it was Merlene, and immediately turned his head.

“！！！”

Not far behind him, a pair of children's small leather shoes were quietly placed in the center of the corridor.

"Merlin, Merlin, open the door for me!"

Lin Rong's breathing instantly became rapid, and he began to slam the door suddenly.

The door never opened.

"Who's naughty and throwing shoes around!"

Lin Rong scolded in a bad tone, but he was so flustered in his heart that he couldn't do it.

Because he recognized the shoes.

That's the shoes that Fat Tiger wore on the day he fainted.

A gust of wind blew through the back of his neck, bringing a dense coolness.

Lin Rong twisted the doorknob with some irritability, trying to open it.

Whew-

In his ears, it was as if someone was blowing at him.

There was a sudden stirring in his heart, and Lin Rong didn't have time to stabilize his emotions.

The lights in the hallway went out with a click.

"What the hell is this?"

Lin Rong fumbled with the switch on the wall in the dark night.

As far as the eye can reach, there are slippery walls.

"Why can't you find it?"

Lin Rong was a little annoyed, obviously the switch was at hand, why couldn't he touch it at this moment.

I was a little puzzled and irritable.

A childish child's voice suddenly sounded behind his head:

"Uncle Dean, are you looking for me?"

Lin Rong held on to the handle, and his legs were a little weaker.

He is also familiar with this voice, it is Fat Dong's.

He didn't dare to speak, but the voice was getting closer and closer, as if it was floating above his head.

"Uncle Dean, I'm in so much pain."

"Fat Dong, Fat Dong, don't come to Uncle Dean, okay, where do you hurt, I'll burn a doctor for you" Lin Rong was incoherent, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Okay, then I'll see, where it hurts"

The child's immature and serious answer made Lin Rong want to die.

He was afraid of ghosts, but he never believed that there were ghosts in this world.

Therefore, even if he does evil things in the eyes of the world, he rarely has a time when his heart is uneasy.

The big order is in front, and it really makes him hit a ghost, which is really unlucky.

"Merlin? Melinda! Where did you die?! ”

Lin Rong was a little angry.

Although I don't like Mei Lin's strength and domineering on weekdays, and her control over him, I have to admit that this woman is much better than his psychological endurance.

Most importantly, she was never afraid of ghosts.

Unfortunately, no one opened the door and no one answered him.