As soon as he walked out of the study door, Xia Ren saw Qin Yun knitting a sweater in the living room.

She seems to have learned it during the two days she was in a coma, saying that she was looking for something to do.

Seeing that he was going out, Qin Yun asked, "It's so late, where are you going?" ”

Xia Ren pointed upstairs: "Didn't you hear any sound?" ”

Qin Yun put down the sweater needle in her hand and listened for a while: "No?" ”

Xia Ren frowned, in his ears, the voice had changed to "boom", and it was still ringing.

Only you can hear it.

He put on the coward's ear picking spoon and comforted him: "It's not a big deal, it may be that there are rats upstairs for a long time, I'll go up and take a look first, you wait at home." ”

When he said this, Qin Yun was a lot more relieved, "Then you can go, if it doesn't work, I'll deal with it tomorrow." ”

Xia Ren walked out of the door with a serious expression.

Mask said before he was unconscious that after he disappeared, "those people" would think they were dead and could buy themselves time.

"Those people" must be the enemy, but they seem to be missing part of their memories, so they never know who the people who covet them are.

At present, the Foundation's action speed is the fastest, they have sent Liu Xiuxiu to monitor themselves, although the means are rough, but it is better to be simple and easy to use, and he really can't do anything with Liu Xiuxiu.

Although the Foundation did not show hostility towards him, Xia Ren did not dare to relax in the slightest, and the mask had already reminded him to be careful of them.

It has only been three days since Liu Xiuxiu arrived, and there have been no problems in living here for more than half a month.

Upstairs, I'm afraid it's not easy.

Although it may be that you are overthinking, it is always wrong to be cautious.

He turned on the flashlight on his phone to dispel the darkness in the hallway.

In the past, it was known that this residential building actually had seven floors, but for unknown reasons, the upper floors have been vacant.

Xia Ren has lived here for so long, and it is the first time he has walked up.

As he had not been inhabited for many years, he had only walked a few steps up the stairs when he felt that the air was starting to become cloudy, and the stairs under his feet were covered with dust and objects buried by dust, and the handrails next to him were all dust.

Xia Ren's pupils shrank.

On the stairs and handrails, he saw footprints and traces of human hands, respectively.

"Anyone has been there recently?"

Who would come to such a remote place?

Continuing to walk, the air was even more turbid, there was no wind in the corridor at all, and around the corner, Xia Ren found half a broken cobweb.

"It's tonight, someone went up."

The crowbar appeared in his hand, the unknown and darkness can always arouse the fear in people's hearts, Rao is Xia Ren, who has seen a big scene, is also a little nervous at this time.

Following the footprints, Xia Ren stopped in front of a door, and the sound in the room continued, but now it became the sound of "bang-la-la-la" water.

It is a relatively old wooden door, the lower door frame is tattered, and the traces of insect bites are everywhere, which is enough to prove that it has been forgotten for a long time.

Through the light of his mobile phone, Xia Ren saw the front of the door, and drew an abstract portrait of a child with a black brush, the child's mouth was long, and the corners of his eyes were crooked, but he was holding an irregular round object in his hand, much like a head.

That's a head!

After looking closely, I found that the round object in the child's hand actually had a nose and eyes, which was more detailed than the child's own face, and there were a few messy lines dragged out below, which were clearly hair!

Continuing to look down the hair, there were several similar round objects scattered at the child's feet, no doubt all heads.

Portrait of a madman!

Xia Ren didn't have a chill down his spine, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

Looking back, there was a similar picture on the other door opposite, but a group of people were standing together, and strangely, their heads were crossed out by messy lines.

Xia Ren counted, on the door of the opposite room, there were old and young, tall and short, a total of seven people, looking like a family, and the child's feet, counting the one he was carrying, only had six heads.

Where did the one with the least go?

In the empty corridor, day and night, they kept facing each other, and the smile on the child's face seemed to be laughing at the group of people opposite, who had no head.

These two paintings are obviously by the same person, could it be that the reason why the upstairs has been vacant has something to do with this?

It's too unreasonable to think about it, although Jupiter City is not as prosperous as the city, but it is also a very good city, especially this community is not too far from the city center, and now that housing prices are high, it can be said that every inch of land is expensive. It's understandable that one or two households are empty, and the entire floor is empty, and there is more than one floor, which is more weird.

There must be something hidden in it.

"This can be studied slowly later, and the top priority is to find out what is going on in the room."

The handle of the door is clean, indicating that someone has wiped it or used it.

Xia Ren looked at the portrait of the child in front of him, hesitated slightly, and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of water in the house suddenly stopped.

Natsuhito heard footsteps coming this way, but stopped by the door and didn't move.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the two men confronted each other silently through a door.

"Anyone?"

In the end, it was Xia Ren who spoke first and asked.

"Who are you?"

Probably through a door, the voice sounded a little muffled. It's a man.

Xia Ren sorted out the wording and said, "I'm your downstairs neighbor, what are you doing in the house?" I can always hear noises, can I go in and have a look? ”

There was a brief silence.

"No way, who the hell are you?"

The man's tone was full of vigilance: "The uncle who sent me up today said that the house downstairs is not inhabited at all, where did you come from?" If I don't say anything, I'll call the police. ”

Uncle?

The figure of Uncle Qin automatically appeared in Xia Ren's mind.

Since that time when he said that he was a resident of the fifth floor, Uncle Qin fled in the wilderness, and Xia Ren never ran into him again.

Xia Ren remembers very well that the other party's promise to introduce him to the object has not been redeemed.

"The uncle you are talking about, is his surname Qin?"

He had to open the door tonight to see what was going on.

"Seems to be."

Xia Ren sighed and said: "That Uncle Qin I know, I live on the second floor, I heard other residents say that he suffers from Alzheimer's disease and forgetfulness, I have moved here for half a year, every time I see him, I still have to explain again, I am a tenant here, I am a tenant here, but he just can't remember, and once he thought I was a thief, yelling to call the police, and stopped me from coming up?" ”

"Are you really?"

"What are you lying to. You can hold your phone, set the alarm button, and call the police if something is wrong, how about it? ”

Xia Ren's words finally had an effect, and he said to the other side: "Okay, I'll open the door for you." ”

"Squeak"

The old wooden door made a tooth-aching sound and slowly opened, and the narrow light that came through the crack in the door brought light to the hallway.

But.

The door in front of Xia Ren did not move at all.

The sudden situation made his body stiff a little, and he slowly turned his head, and he saw that the door behind him opened a gap, and the seven people painted on it seemed to be beckoning to him.

"Who was I talking to?"