Chapter 8: Going Downstairs

Suddenly feeling a little hungry, I decided to go get something to eat first.

When I opened the refrigerator, I deliberately looked at the mirror reflection of the refrigerator door, but I didn't find anything.

Perhaps, it is indeed a particularly outrageous thing to deliberately find such a person.

How can someone live in your house for half a month, but you never see her, is this situation possible?

If this is not possible, then I can only doubt that my spirit has suffered a serious blow, and this is the situation I am in now, which is really terrible.

If this can happen, then this person is not a human being, and in my law of escape, it is a ghost!

Thinking of this, I shook my head vigorously and forced myself to stop thinking about these things.

The fridge was almost empty, and I had already consumed a lot of the stuff I had previously purchased, and it looked like I had to go out. Otherwise, I might have starved to death in this room before I found Li He.

When I went downstairs, the door of room 502 just opened, and Sister Juan was obviously taken aback when she saw me, and shouted loudly, "I'll go!" This is not Xiao Ming, why are you like this, I can't even recognize you! ”

I grinned, squeezed out a smile, echoed her, and continued downstairs.

Unexpectedly, she chased me all the way, and was about to go somewhere by the arm.

I stood still, and in a hoarse voice asked her what she was dragging me for.

Sister Juan patted me on the shoulder and motioned for me not to ask anything, but to follow her first.

I smiled awkwardly and said, "No, Sister Juan, I want to go downstairs and buy something." ”

"What did you buy, didn't you eat? Let's go, go to my house and eat! ”

I don't know if she saw this prevarication excuse I made up casually, and after arguing for a while, she finally let go, and then looked at me with a very apologetic expression, and wanted to say something more.

At this time, a man's voice came from her house: "Juanzi, what kind of vegetables are you stir-frying?" What kind of smell is this, how do you feel like it's all sticky to the bottom of the pot? ”

Sister Juan smiled awkwardly, then turned around and replied to the house: "Then why don't you go stir-fry?" After speaking, Sister Juan looked at me apologetically again and said, "Then let's do it, come back to my house when you come back, I have something to tell you!" ”

I was slightly stunned, and my heart said strangely, what could this woman have to say to me?

However, in today's society, for us who have long been accustomed to getting along with each other coldly, the enthusiasm and concern shown by a neighbor who lives downstairs has really touched my desperate and lonely heart.

After going downstairs, I went straight to the supermarket, and the proprietress was lying on the counter fiddling with her mobile phone, and she didn't look at me.

I walked in by myself, took a few packets of instant noodles, and when I turned around and was about to pay, I suddenly found a familiar face on the TV above the boss's head, and when I looked at it, it turned out to be Liangzi!

In the screen, he was surrounded by a large number of people with microphones at this time, and I saw Liang Zi raise his hand to block his face from time to time, no matter how the reporter asked him, he didn't speak, and seemed to be squeezing outside.

At this time, the camera turned to the reporter of the TV station, and then a broadcast came from the TV: Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, the scene is very chaotic now, and the police have not made any statement at the moment, so let's go over there and see the specific situation.

The camera turns again, freezes on the bank of a small river, the camera zooms in, and you can see several people standing there searching for something, some wearing patrol suits, some wearing civilian clothes, and there is something on the ground, although the picture is not very clear, but you can still see it roughly.

The thing on the ground was covered with a black tarpaulin, it was supposed to be a person, no, to be precise, a corpse.

The camera turned to the reporter and began to broadcast: Ladies and gentlemen, at this location, we can already see the body over there, according to the witnesses just now, like the previous victims, the same young woman, no more than 30 years old, as for more details are not yet known, I hope the police will issue a relevant statement as soon as possible.

The reporter's words confirmed my suspicion that it was indeed a corpse.

At first, I thought it was just an ordinary case, until the reporter mentioned the words "the same as the previous victims", and my heart was suddenly shocked.

It seems that this is by no means an ordinary case, and Liang Zi is busy.

"This kind of ghost weather is still dead, it's really unlucky!" The proprietress still looked at her phone and said without raising her head.

Because for nearly half a month, I have been in a state of collapse and have not watched TV at all, so I don't know what is going on outside, and Liang Zi has not told me about this case, so I don't know anything.

I wanted to get some news from the boss's mouth, but when I saw the boss's lady like that, she looked like she was ignoring it, still fiddling with her mobile phone, and she didn't want to talk more at all.

After settling the bill, I went back to the building, and when I passed 502, I hesitated between going and not going, but finally decided not to disturb Sister Juan, so I went upstairs.

When I was about to take out the key to open the door, I suddenly found that the door was unlocked!

The first thought that crossed my mind was: Thief!

But on second thought, at this time period, and in such a short period of time, it is unlikely that he is a thief.

Then my second thought was: the woman who lived in the house and couldn't see it!

I was startled by the thought of this, and my heart began to beat violently.

However, if it is really that woman, maybe everything that has happened in the past half a month will be explained!

After a moment's hesitation, I quietly pushed the door open and entered, looking around my room like a thief.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing unusual in the living room, including in the kitchen with the door open.

I entered the bathroom at a lighter pace and still didn't have anything.

When I was looking back, I found that the bedroom door was open, but I clearly remembered that I closed the door before going out, because I have always had the habit of closing the door when entering and exiting the bedroom, so no matter who this uninvited guest is, it is now certain that I am in the bedroom.

I felt the urge to push the door open, but a short moment of reflection calmed me down.

If it's a thief, then there can be violence, and if it's the woman, it's not good.

So, I decided to take a look inside through the cracks in the door.

The light in the bedroom was dim, and I could only see a rough outline, because the window had been opened by me earlier, so the sound of the rain outside now drowned out all the subtle sounds in the bedroom.

I pushed the door open little by little in a very small increment, and before the door was a third of the way open, I saw a creepy scene by the faint light that came through the window.