This light should have been dim and muddy, but Qin Heng's eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and it was a bit dazzling to light up when it was cold.

A moth flew in the lampshade at some point, and at this time, under the light of the light, the moth flapped its wings desperately and fluttered, bumping around, and its shadow was magnified many times, and with the light flickering and flashing, like a demon flapping its wings.

“…… It stinks! It stinks! ”

“…… It stinks! It stinks! ”

The echo sounded twice more, and gradually faded away, the light was on, only the trapped moth in the lampshade tried to fly out of the cage, and the 'tsk' sound made when it hit the lampshade, Qin Heng subconsciously swallowed his saliva for some reason.

The ceiling above his head and the surrounding walls all gave Qin Heng a heavy feeling of both depression and restraint.

His disgust with this community deepened, and he had the urge to turn around and leave, but at this moment, the elevator finally came down.

After a 'ding' sound, the door slowly opened, and a foul smell that was a thousand times stronger than before wafted out from inside, making him want to vomit.

"This dog X's elevator looks like it just transported a carrion!"

The echo that came from Qin Heng's angry scolding just now seemed to have many people whispering around him, and it also made him feel palpitations, and at this time, his voice was lowered a lot, as if muttering to himself.

The surroundings were too quiet, and the other people in this building seemed to be collectively asleep at this moment, and he made such a big noise, no one turned on the lights, and no one scolded, as if everyone had gotten into the bed early.

This kind of quietness made Qin Heng a little creepy, and his ears seemed to have tinnitus and hallucinations.

He had to make a little noise to himself to banish the silence.

'Bell, bell, bell', the moth in the lampshade is still hitting unwillingly, and this stupid moth doesn't know how to pull its own net and run into here.

The shadow flickered and flickered, extremely terrifying, sometimes appearing on the gray wall, sometimes appearing on Qin Heng's face, making him panic, as if fleeing, pinching his nose and getting into the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed, stopped for a while, and began to move upwards.

1st, 2nd, 3rd floors...... It's incredibly fast.

This is also an evil door, usually this elevator is old, Qin Heng once guessed that it was probably beyond the service life, in the past, it had to come down from the upper floor, and it was extremely slow to go one floor at a time, how could it be so fast today, 'whoosh' for a while, and it was actually to the tenth floor, like riding a roller coaster.

He couldn't help but curse again, and a foul smell ran down his respiratory tract and into his lungs, so much so that his tears were about to flow out.

Qin Heng wiped his eyelids, and out of the corner of his eye, he realized that after entering the elevator, he didn't press the button on the '17th' floor.

The elevator had reached the fourteenth floor, and he was too busy to reach over and press it.

But before his fingertips touched the button, the elevator had already gone up to the fifteenth and sixteenth floors...... The moment he finally pressed it, he stopped at the seventeenth floor at the same time.

He couldn't tell whether he pressed the seventeenth floor to stop, or the elevator automatically went up to the seventeenth floor by default, or someone on the top floor wanted to go down, so he pressed it in advance.

The door opened with a 'ding', and the stench in the corridor became stronger, as if it was the source of the stench at the bottom of the building before.

The corridor was dense and unventilated, and the stench could not be dissipated for a long time, brewing for a long time, which was disgusting, and it was so smoked that Qin Heng's tears were about to flow out.

It smelled like someone's pet or something that had been dead for years, rotting and spoiling.

He was disgusted with the house again, and even more angry at the 'mischievous' phone call he had received in the evening, and he cursed twice and walked down the aisle to the door.

Tonight, the dark clouds were thick enough to block the moon, and the night outside the window of the walkway was as thick as polished ink, and the light was dim and dull.

It was so quiet that the whole building seemed to have been put under a spell and fell into a deep sleep.

As he walked forward, his heavy footsteps stomped on the ground, making a 'click, click, click' sound.

This voice passed through the narrow and cramped aisle, and it seemed to be amplified several times, and there was an echo of 'click, click, click', which always gave Qin Heng the illusion that there were countless 'people' around him following his footsteps.

He looked back from time to time, but when he did, all he saw was an empty hallway, a closed door of his neighbor next door.

The elevator swayed and closed, and the light in the elevator was gradually locked, leaving only the dim light of the corridor and Qin Heng alone.

In the safe corridor, there was a faint sound of a 'bell', followed by the movement of 'Sisissoso'.

The source of the sound seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him, but when he turned his head again, there was only a passage with a long narrow window and a closed door to the neighbor's house.

For some reason, Qin Heng's eyelids jumped, everything that happened tonight made him always feel a tight scalp.

He walked to the door of the house with some impatience, and was about to take out the key, but before his hand touched the doorknob, there was a distant and long hinge opening and closing sound, and slowly opened a crack inward.

A cold wind slowly blew out with a stench, Qin Heng pinched his nose, seeing this scene, dissatisfaction and anger once again overwhelmed the feeling of fear in his heart.

"This damn woman, the door is not locked!"

He pushed the door in, not noticing that the lock on the door that had barely been put back shook twice, and half of it fell off outside, revealing the long and short wires inside that had been forcibly torn off by Song Qingxiao.

The moment he stepped in, the door was windless and automatic, slowly closing, blocking all the faint light sources in the aisle!

There were no fingers in the room, Qin Heng was holding the mobile phone in one hand and trying to turn on the light with the other.

He used to come back, no matter how late it was, someone at home would always leave a lamp for him, afraid that it would be too dark, he accidentally bumped into it, this was the first time, and the family greeted him with just a cold loneliness.

Qin Heng cursed again and again in his mouth, touched it twice, but he didn't touch the switch of the light, he put down his hand pinching his nose a little angrily, and stretched out his hands to touch the wall.

The moment his nose breathed again, a foul smell far stronger than before, a thousand times stronger than before, poured into his nasal cavity, making him dizzy, and his internal organs seemed to be vigorously stirred by a pair of invisible hands at this moment, making him nauseous and vomiting.

The house seems to be the birthplace of the stench emitted by this building, what is Chu Ke doing in the room?

The switch on the wall was touched, he pressed it twice, and the light was not on, I don't know if it was an old line, or it was not repaired after a short circuit.

Qin Heng turned on the function of the mobile phone flashlight and took a picture of the house.

Under the faint light of the flashlight, countless fine dust rolled and fluttered in the light.

Chu Ke has a virtuous personality, this family means something different to her, she has always taken care of the family in an orderly manner, and will not let such a situation in the home be left unattended.

There were so many footprints on the floor, the sofa was turned over, the curtains were half-drawn, and it was obvious that many people had been in and out of this house!

At this time, like a cold winter wax moon, someone poured a basin of cold water with ice on Qin Heng's head, which made his originally hot mind cool down in an instant.

The joy and excitement born after receiving Song Qingxiao's phone call at the beginning, when he accidentally learned that Chu Ke was not dead, the anger and resentment that he thought he had been deceived, the dissatisfaction with the community environment, and the disgust and dislike for his wife all faded.

A lot of clues began to rush out of my mind.

In the phone call I received yesterday evening, the girl said calmly:

"Hello, is it Mr. Qin?"

"From the Security Department, your wife has had an accident, and she has been calling you and can't get through."

“…… At present, Miss Chu's body is temporarily stored in the city hall......"

"Hello...... ...... of the Guard Agency The body was temporarily stored in the town hall ......"

"Old ...... Gong ......"

"I'm now, I'm here, I'm back...... You wait for me. ”

"You wait for me ......"

"You wait for me ......"

"You wait for me ......"

The sentence 'you wait for me' turned into a magic sound, piercing back and forth in his mind.