The inside of the room was covered with concrete, and on the left hand side was an old sofa with several holes in the back of the sofa, and the springs and sponges inside were exposed.

In the middle is a table of eight immortals, and on the right is a board, on which something is placed, and the thing is covered by a cloth, and it is difficult to see what it is.

The flashlight swept in, a fan hung from the ceiling, a huge mural electronic clock hung on the wall, a wire groove pulled behind the door, and the old wires inside were clearly visible as the cement broke.

It's a typical old house layout, but there's nothing but that inside, it's empty.

Standing at the door, he lowered his head with a flashlight, turned carefully, his eyes were locked, and the heart in his chest seemed to beat half a beat slower.

I saw that the floor was covered with a thick layer of dust, and in the dust you could see a row of footprints, which stretched from the doorway to the room inside, and it was obvious that there were people in this place.

Nine times out of ten, it's the one who receives the delivery.

I became more and more sure of my thoughts, and a sense of fear and excitement came out of my heart at the same time.

This feeling of unveiling the fog constantly pushes my steps.

Taking a deep breath and walking inside, I knew that I was not far from the truth that Li Jun had explored.

When I walked into the house, I was instantly enveloped by a cold, damp feeling, and at the same time, a putrid smell wafted through the door not far away.

There were two doors from the living room, and it was dark and faint, and I saw footprints on the ground, and then I found a random room and went in, and there was a small room on the left, and the room was a wooden floor, and when I stepped on it, the floor creaked.

The light of the flashlight flickered back and forth in the room, and it was pitch black where it couldn't reach it. Coupled with that "creaking" sound of rubbing under my feet, it made me feel a little creepy.

The room wasn't very large, with a small bed in the corner, and surrounded by huge five-tiered cabinets with handles, which looked like a storage room.

When I got closer, I found that the quilt on the bed had rotted black, and there was even rotten water flowing on the wooden board, and a strong smell of rot rushed to my mouth and nose, making people uncomfortable.

I covered my mouth and started flashlighting to look at the lockers, which were three or four meters high, and on top were plastic bags of garbage, and some white lime blocks that had fallen from the roof, all covered in thick ash.

Pull up a cabinet door, the wood of the cabinet is probably due to the expansion of moisture, all of it cracks, and I pull it out a "squeak...... Yikes, squeak...... Yikes".

Empty.

In pulling one apart, it's still empty.

I stood on the edge of the bed, went up to reach the cabinets, opened them one by one, and there was nothing but scattered ashes.

"What's going on?" I was a little silent in my heart, there were footprints extending from this room, it could be seen that someone had been here, but there was nothing here, what did that person do when he came in?

The footprints in the whole room are very messy, and you can see where the person who has been here has been.

It was almost mechanical, at the door of the room, in front of the bed.

"At the door?" I looked at the wooden door and then at the bed, "Bed? ”

I can't help but think, that idiot, what did you do in this room? Could it be that you are sleeping in this bed?

Staring at the bed, I had a bad feeling in my heart, it was obvious that the smell of decay in the room was coming from here, what could it be? swallowed his saliva and finally did nothing, but chose to turn around and leave.

Out of the room, I crouched down and continued to look at the footprints, because I thought it was a good way to see a person's movement in the room.

Strange things soon discovered, though.

The dust in the house has accumulated for at least two or three years, but the footprints are new, what does this mean?

Does this person mean that this person is a slacker? No, it should be explained that the law of this person's activities is extremely simple.

There were no extra footprints scattered elsewhere, only these, and I even began to wonder if this place was inhabited by a human or a programmed robot.

With my head down, I began to follow the trail of the footprints towards the front and back of the other door.

Behind the door was a dark hallway, with cobwebs in the corners, and yellowed walls on either side, with old murals hanging on the walls, and the figures in the murals stared at me with a pair of human eyes, making my scalp tingle.

Quickened his pace and walked over.

After the hallway, inside is a large house with a roller shutter at the end of the house. As soon as the flashlight passed, the general outline of the inside was revealed. You can see that there seems to be a lot of furniture here, and it is difficult to see in the shadow created by the lights, but you can see that there is no one at a glance.

Holding his breath, he cautiously walked in, the shadows faded in the light, and everything became clear.

It was indeed a shop, with three rows of shelves behind the gate, and a seven-shaped glass counter with an abacus and a few notebooks on the counter, and an old-fashioned television set with a row of wooden cabinets behind it.

"Grocery store?"

Following the trail of the footprints, I came to the counter.

There was nothing in the transparent glass counter, an empty piece, everything was empty, it was enough to show that this place had been uninhabited for a long time, and this level of dilapidation should have been more than several years.

But although the house is old, why do there are footprints here? What is that guy doing here? And why did Du Chen send the express here?

New questions slowly surfaced as I investigated.

Fortunately, the nervousness at this time gradually calmed down as I adapted to the environment, and I knew that this place seemed to be empty, but the people who had been here before must have left some clues.

Calming down, I bit my flashlight, put my hands together, and began to rummage through the cabinets.

The cabinets here are also wooden cabinets, and they are also old wooden planks that are swelled, the only difference is that this place has a lot of space and a lot of echoes.

At this time, the shop was quite quiet, and when I opened the cabinets one by one, the door panels and the hinges made a ...... Whine. The movements sounded particularly scary, as if there was a homeless woman in every cupboard.

In the end, it turned out to be the same as before, empty, and it looked like the place should have been relocated once, and everything inside was emptied.

Whew, gasping for breath, he slid down on the floor against the cabinet.

It seems that because this house has been abandoned for several years, the first people who come here are there to take the contents of it, and it is precisely because he is a purposeful and purposeful visit that the footprints will be distributed regularly.

So the question arises again, what did he take? Is it Du Chen's courier?

In the middle of my thoughts, I looked left and right, and it was then that I noticed that behind the glass counter, the light cast a black shadow.

It was a projection of a flashlight falling to the floor, shining through the bottom of the cabinet towards the gate behind the counter.

I knew there was something down there!

I lowered my head and lay on the ground, and finally at the bottom of the counter, I turned out a dismantled delivery bag.

It was clear that it had been missed, so I picked up the bag, stroked the dust from its face, flipped it over several times, and soon something came into my sight.

It's actually a courier order.

Grabbing the flashlight on the ground, I couldn't wait to shine it on the courier list, and I followed the courier bar, looking down line by line......

Sender, empty.

Shipping address, empty.

Address: 1023, Jiangbo Business Building.

Addressee......

I poked, and it actually had a name.

Unlike the one I saw Li Jun took for me, this courier list actually has the recipient's name.

Excited, I knew that having the recipient's name meant that the location of the thing would be found, and it would be a breakthrough.

But when I looked closely, I shuddered and trembled like chaff.

Because......

Because this fuck, it's my name written on it.

Pomp.