Chapter Eighty-Three: The Strange Noise of the Toilet

I came here to find Mr. Gao this time, not to catch cats.

Taking a step to the side, I gave up half of the door to the child, and then looked into the private room.

The TV in the private room is turned on, and the bears are playing. But the private room was empty, except for the boy just now.

I turned my head and saw that the boy had already caught the cat in his arms, and stepped forward to the boy, I tried to put on a very kind smile: "Hello, do you know where Mr. Gao is?" ”

The boy held the cat in his hand and tilted his head to look at me: "Of course I know where he is." ”

"Then can you tell me that my uncle will invite you to eat candy then."

"Boy, if you call yourself an uncle in front of me, will it be a little too long-lived?"

The boy gave me a blank look in a youthful tone, and then came to the private room and threw the cat in his arms on the sofa.

Seeing him like this, a thought came to my mind, and I tentatively spoke: "Are you Mr. Gao?" ”

The teenager did not deny it, but directly acquiesced.

I stood in place and didn't leave a little up and down to measure the young man, this young man looked too young, how could it be Mr. Gao.

But this boy is indeed a bald man, and his bare head is even brighter than the light in the private room.

"If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Gao should be in his 50s, and you look a little too young."

"Who told you that I am in my 50s, I am obviously in my old age."

I looked at the collagen on the boy's face and reached out and rubbed my eyes vigorously to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.

Thinking that Xie Daocong had already popularized Mr. Gao with me before I came over, maybe a worldly master like Mr. Gao might have the skills to stay in the world.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if I find the wrong person, it's nothing, it's a big deal to start again.

Clearing my throat, I was about to say what I meant.

Mr. Gao glanced at me: "You drivers just like to make a big fuss, but it's just a big thing." ”

The matter of the No. 4 bus, how can it be a big fart.

And before I could say what I meant, I was hit by this young man.

I firmly believe in my heart that this teenager is Mr. Gao.

I was about to seriously talk about what happened in the recent period, when Wang Song suddenly ran over from the hall: "Liang Fan, I don't know which turtle grandson went to hand over the patrol, if it is announced that he is caught, we may all have to go to the bureau, have you found someone?" If we find someone, we'll leave now. ”

I nodded and grabbed Mr. Gao's hand.

Under the leadership of Wang Song, we have run out of the nightclub.

I ran a long way before I stopped.

Wang Song held his knees and gasped for breath, and spat on the ground: "That old immortal thing, I didn't expect to be so old, and I am still a good hand in fighting." Did you find the person you were looking for? ”

I stretched out my hand and pointed to Mr. Gao, who was standing next to me: "I must have found it." ”

Wang Song held a cigarette in his hand, looked up and down at Mr. Gao standing in front of him, and was suddenly a little surprised: "Liang Fan, I brought so many brothers to support you, just for a junior high school student." ”

I don't know how to explain it, but I'm going to explain it seriously.

But no matter what I said, Wang Song just didn't believe that this little kid was Mr. Gao, but he still sent me to the dormitory.

I was going to invite Mr. Gao to sit in my dormitory, but no matter what I said, he refused.

"I'm a person who loves to sleep in bed, and I haven't slept outside for a long time recently, and now I just want to go back to sleep." Mr. Gao rejected me without saying a word.

But how could I let him go so easily, I've been in trouble one after another lately.

But no matter what I say, Mr. Gao just made up his mind to leave.

I had no choice but to sigh, with some tentative tones: "Mr. Gao, when will you have time to help solve my problem?" ”

Mr. Gao looked at me twice, was silent for a while, and said, "You come to me at this time tomorrow." ”

After saying this, he turned around and left without looking back.

But I suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly spoke: "Mr. Gao, what if the people from the Jiaolong Gang come to invite you again?" ”

This time, I brought Mr. Gao out, but there was a fight.

I will definitely not be so lucky next time, and I am embarrassed to trouble Wang Song all the time.

"Something will happen to his nightclub, and he won't take care of me at all during this time." 168

When I returned to the dormitory, before my butt was hot, Wang Song called me: "Liang Fan, tell you something." ”

I listened to his tone on the other side of the phone very relaxed, and asked, "What makes you so happy?" ”

Wang Song spoke: "There was a fire in the nightclub of the Jiaolong Gang, I see that old thing is still angry during this time." ”

He talked to me on the phone a few more times, and finally hung up satisfied.

I was a little stunned when I held my phone, and then I thought of what Mr. Gao said to me before leaving.

Guang Chong Gao's ability to predict the prophet, I trusted him a lot more than a few points.

The thought of me being able to escape the curse of the bus and never have to be a stand-in anymore is as comfortable as ice cream in the summer.

That night I washed up early and went to bed.

I've been sleepless lately, but I've finally been able to get a good night's sleep after today.

Midnight.

I was woken up by urine when I was in a daze, and I stumbled out of bed and squinted to the public toilet

I was alone in the toilet, and there was a dim-looking light overhead.

I pushed several doors and found that they were all locked, and only the one toilet door at the back could be pushed open.

I quickly pushed open the door to the toilet and crouched down.

Halfway through, I suddenly heard a sound from the toilet next to me.

At first it was a very slight sound, but then I heard a woman crying.

A woman's voice appeared in the toilet in the middle of the night, and before I could react, another man's voice came out.

Toilet, a man and a woman, strange sounds.

Tut-tut......

Realizing this, I don't plan to stay long, and I'm ready to leave quickly.

But the paper in his hand rolled to the side.

The sound in the toilet continued, and I was embarrassed to make a noise to disturb the other party, otherwise it would be a very embarrassing situation.

So I wanted to wait until the other person was done before going over and getting something.

But after squatting for a while, both of my legs were numb, but the sound continued.

I couldn't help it, so I knocked on the door next to me: "Brother, I'm sorry to disturb, can you help me return the paper, it fell to you just now." ”

The voice in the toilet was not straight, but the girl's crying was getting louder and louder.

I thought, they probably didn't hear me, and after a moment of silence they were going to pick it up with their own hands.

After moving my legs, which had long been numb, I lowered my head and looked down the crack in the toilet door.

I saw my paper lying alone, but there was no one in the toilet next door.

I had pushed the door next door, and every toilet door was locked from the inside, but now I didn't see a single foot.

The voice in the toilet became clearer and clearer, and the woman was no longer simply crying, but a very penetrating cry, like the sound of scraping a blackboard with her fingers.

The lights overhead suddenly flickered, flickering and flickering, with a faint sound of electricity.

Bang –

Suddenly, the bulb above my head shattered, and the debris fell on me, plunging the entire toilet into darkness.

And the woman's cry disappeared in an instant, even your grandmother's voice.

Darkness and silence were like flowing water, enveloping me tightly in it.

Zizi –

The sound of fingernails scraping the wooden door sounded suddenly.

And the voice is getting closer and closer, and it is already ringing in my ears.

My legs were numb, even if I wanted to run away.

I could only crouch in place, listening to the sound of my fingernails scraping against the wooden door, staring at the crack in the door.

Prevent something from coming out of nowhere.