Volume 2 Six Strange Tales of Dongcheng Chapter 105 The Past of Room 302 (II)
Designers cut corners in many places to minimize the safety factor of high-rise buildings.
Buildings like this have a large insurance factor, and as long as there are no natural or man-made disasters, even if these insurance factors are reduced, there will be no problem.
But people are not as good as heaven, and the developers didn't expect this natural disaster to come so quickly.
Not only that, this high-rise building is made of Russian steel, and now imported Russian steel has a high carbon content and is particularly easy to break, so such steel must not be used to build a building.
As soon as this explosive news came out, not only the developer, but even Zhang Ziqing, the chief designer, was pushed to the forefront, and everyone thought that he was corrupt and received black money.
Zhang Ziqing is also at a loss for words, no matter how he complains, it is useless, and the people do not listen to him.
In the eyes of everyone, he is making excuses for his corruption, looking for an excuse that can fool everyone, so as to shirk the responsibility that should belong to him.
In order to prove his innocence, Zhang Ziqing ran back and forth between the court and the developer, but the people on both sides kicked Zhang Ziqing over and over like a ball.
In short, Zhang Ziqing was not given a strong proof that he could speak.
Since the beginning of this month, Zhang Ziqing has been emaciated, not only to see the faces of the court and the developer, but also to endure daily insults from neighbors and high-rise residents, as well as public condemnation of him.
Not only him, but even his family has been sitting, his wife is unemployed, his son and daughter are studying the normal major, and he is also very cold to his teachers and classmates at school.
One day at noon, Zhang Ziqing and his family were having dinner at home, and suddenly, the door of the house was kicked open by a group of frenzied people.
They had sticks in their hands, and when they entered, they were beaten and smashed.
"Kill this bastard!"
"Decent guy, go die!"
I don't know how long it took, but the frenzied thug finally left satisfied.
They smashed Zhang Ziqing's house and blinded Zhang Ziqing in one eye, which was his left eye.
Zhang Ziqing sat on the ground decadently, and not far away his twenty-three-year-old son Zhang Hao looked at him in a daze, and then looked at the messy home, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from his clear eyes.
He believed that his father was not that kind of person and would never do anything to cut corners, so why wouldn't the world want to trust him more, even if it was just to listen to his explanations.
However, even the mob did not want to listen to the explanation.
There is justice in the world, and some things can't be fake, and what is fake can't be true.
The truth of the facts was finally exposed, and it turned out that the developer Ma Quansheng was very dissatisfied after receiving the drawings designed by Zhang Ziqing.
He privately found an old opponent who was incompatible with Zhang Ziqing - Wei Gang.
Wei Gang is also a high-achieving student who graduated from a prestigious architecture university, and graduated at the same time as Zhang Ziqing.
The difference between him and Zhang Ziqing is that he is good at deducting construction steel, after Ma Quansheng handed over the drawings designed by Zhang Ziqing to Wei Gang, Wei Gang used his talent to cut corners and reduce the original more than 400 tons of steel by 120 tons.
After doing this, he swore like Ma Quansheng that there would be no problems according to this construction.
Indeed, Zhang Ziqing's design drawings belong to the conservative type of absolute safety, Wei Gang may really be fine if he deducts this 120 tons of steel, but people's hearts are dirty, in order to "benefit" Ma Quansheng once again took risks, and used cheap imported Russian steel when building the building, and the cement was also of inferior quality.
All of this has made us where we are today.
Soon, this group of mobs and public opinion pointed the finger at these two people again, and they forgot about Zhang Ziqing completely.
They don't remember how they treated this good bridge designer who worked hard and was a good person.
They never remembered how aggressive their ugly faces were, and how badly they had mutilated this kind and simple family.
Zhang Ziqing and his family seemed to have been forgotten by public opinion, and they only received a generous pension, and nothing else.
The ruthlessness of the world deeply stung Zhang Ziqing's son Zhang Hao.
Although Zhang Hao, who interned at school, will no longer be criticized,
But the professors and students still look at him unchanged, still so ruthless, as if they have a natural professional discrimination against architectural designers, thinking that as long as they are engaged in this industry, they will cut corners, and if they don't do it this time, it doesn't mean they won't do it next time.
Zhang Hao was completely numb, defeated by the coldness of this world, and defeated by the ugly hearts of the world.
It was not only Zhang Hao who felt this, but also Zhang Ziqing.
A few days later, Zhang Hao celebrated his twenty-fourth birthday, originally their family, including Zhang Hao, was not in the mood to celebrate this birthday, but Zhang Ziqing insisted on celebrating his son's birthday.
At the dinner table, Zhang Ziqing made a sumptuous dinner and ordered an eight-inch cake.
With tears in his eyes, he said: "Son, daughter, it's not good for your father, and it has affected you, so you shouldn't have taken that job if you knew it was like this." ”
"Dad, my brother and I won't blame you." Zhang Ziqing's daughter said: "We know who you are, and your personality is as clear as water. ”
Zhang Ziqing held back tears, nodded, and said, "It's still a daughter who understands her father, okay, let's not talk about these sad things." ”
Zhang Ziqing wiped a handful of tears, looked at Zhang Hao, and continued: "Today is your twenty-fourth birthday, twenty-four years old is your natal year, you should be happy today." ”
Zhang Hao's eyes also flashed with tears, nodded, and Zhang Ziqing continued: "Let's eat, let's start a new life after eating......
After more than ten days, Zhang Ziqing's house has been closed, and no one has entered or exited.
On the side of the Normal University, Zhang Hao's tutor also contacted Zhang Hao many times, but he could not be contacted.
Not only that, but whenever someone passes by Room 302, they will always smell a foul odor, as if the food is moldy.
The surrounding residents all felt that something was not right, and no one opened the door when they knocked on their door, for several days on end.
Finally, the neighbor, who realized that the matter was serious, rushed to call the police.
When the police arrived, they pried open the door of room 302.
After opening the door, an extremely strong stench rushed out of the door, and everyone present pinched their noses.
Then, their squinting eyes suddenly became bigger.
In room 302, Zhang Ziqing and his wife collapsed at the dinner table, and their twenty-four-year-old son, Zhang Hao, collapsed at the door.
It can be seen from the crawling marks on the ground that Zhang Hao struggled a lot before he died, bleeding from his seven orifices, and crawled to the door with difficulty to open the door.
Their twenty-one-year-old daughter, also covered in blood, lay flat on the ground.
All four of them were blind, and three pairs of eyes were staring at Zhang Hao tightly.
Due to the hot weather at the time, each corpse had mottled corpse spots, and the scene was quite horrific.
Later, the police took the body away for forensic examination, and the forensic doctor gave the result that Zhang Ziqing and his family had highly toxic substances in their bodies.
It turned out that Zhang Hao had a birthday that day, and Zhang Ziqing threw a large amount of Heding Red in the prepared meal.
Before the family of four finished eating, they vomited blood one by one and died in Huangquan.
After the police decided that the whole family committed suicide, they also let the funeral home cremate the body, and all the cremated ashes were disposed of.
Since then, the 302 room has not been occupied, but life continues in the neighborhood.
The tragedy of Zhang Ziqing and his family also faded out of people's sight under the passage of time.
"This is the story of Zhang Ziqing, the original owner of Room 302." Liang Yongquan sighed and said.
Gao Yimin took a puff of cigarette and said with a solemn face: "I have heard about this matter, and it was indeed in an uproar at that time, and those residents were indeed too much. ”
Zhao Ye then asked, "You mean to say that Zhang Ziqing has become a powerful ghost and lives in room 302?" ”
"I don't know if it's Lao Zhang." Liang Yongquan said: "But the 302 room is indeed haunted, and the few residents who moved in later did not live for long. ”
In the early nineties of the last century, due to the tension of housing problems, Room 302, which had been empty, finally saw the light of day and ushered in its second owner, Deng Huaiyuan.
Deng Huaiyuan is a scientist working at the Great Wall Academy of Sciences, and with his passion for science, he did not
I don't care if someone has ever died in this room.
Soon, he moved in with his pregnant wife.
Something strange happened on the first day they moved in.
At twelve o'clock in the night, Deng Huaiyuan and his wife Liu Hongmei had already fallen asleep.
For some reason, some strange laughter can always be heard after they fall asleep.
Listen carefully, the laughter is mixed with a little crying, and for a while it sounds like you can't tell whether you are laughing or crying.
Coupled with the branches and leaves of the locust trees swaying in the wind outside the window, it was surprisingly terrifying in the quiet night.
Everything in Room 302 shook Deng Huaiyuan's scientist's firm heart, and he finally moved out soon after.
But the bad luck did not end, Deng Huaiyuan's wife Liu Hongmei suddenly miscarried without warning when she was four months pregnant.
When the doctor took out the dead fetus, the appearance of the fetus made everyone present gasp.
The stillborn baby was only four months old and had not grown up in any part of his body, which was normal.
However, only the left eye was completely developed, and it looked like it was open, staring deadly ahead.
This strange thing frightened everyone.
After Deng Huaiyuan moved away, several atheists came one after another, and all of them, without exception, stayed here for less than a week and then left.
Their impressions of Room 302 are all weird and terrifying.
Not only that, but the residential building where Room 302 is located also has children, and it is said that the eyes of children and the elderly can see things that ordinary people can't see, and it turns out that this is true.
Whenever a child of five or six years old, or an elderly person in his seventies, passes by, a young man can be seen hovering at the door of room 302 from a distance.