One day long later, in the early hours of the morning, Julia got off her night shift, and on the way back, she made a miraculous attempt near the house.

The sound of chains sounded punctually, and strangely, even on the street, she looked over to the room she had rented.

The next-door neighbor across the room was collecting clothes, and the pulleys of the clothesline that were pulling were rusty and creaking.

Julia then remembered that her friendly landlord had her neighbor pull the clothesline to her house, and the nail holding the clothesline in place seemed to be just outside the stairwell in her room.

The fact of this "chain sound incident" seems to have been discovered, the neighbor's homeowner changed his night shift in the spring, so he would start collecting clothes after getting off work in the middle of the night, and as for the sound of the metal landing in the back, the neighbor left the hanger on the drying line, and when the wind blew at night, they collided with each other and got entangled.

With a sense of social responsibility, Julia visited her former landlord the next day, told her what she had seen and heard that night, and then went to visit her next-door neighbor with her former landlord.

Knowing what happened, the next-door neighbor apologized to Julia, lubed the pulley on the spot, and promised to change the time when the clothes were collected.

Things seemed to settle like that, and Julia felt like she had done a good thing.

But that night, the familiar sound of chains came from the closet of her newly rented room......

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The second.

This story comes from a girl who has just arrived in Summer City.

In order to get a cheap rent, she lived in an apartment where there are basically few international students who will live, international students generally like to live together, when there is an international student in an apartment, and feel that the environment is good, after word of mouth, there will be many international students living in that apartment.

The apartment where the girl lived seemed to have never been discovered by international students who loved to hang out, and the residents there were mostly low-income migrant workers and blacks from Southeast Asia.

In addition to the structure of the households, the apartment was also in a somewhat odd location, on a small dirt slope on the edge of the city, surrounded by the sea on three sides, and on the other side was a railroad below the dirt slope, and in the area surrounded by the railway and the sea, only this square-like apartment building was erected there. There is a small footbridge across the railway in front of the dirt slope, which is the only road leading to the apartment.

Speaking of which, this apartment is still a sea view apartment, but the rent is still the rent from three years ago, and under the fact that the rent in Xia Cheng has risen rapidly in recent years, it is unreasonable to think about it, but the girl feels that she has picked up a big bargain.

Anyway, the girl came home late one night, and after walking home, she crossed the bridge and was supposed to go straight to the door of the apartment building, but that day she found that the door that was supposed to be there was gone, and only a thick-looking cement wall was left in front of her.

At first, she thought she hadn't noticed that the apartment had been remodeled. Without paying much attention, the girl walked to the side of the apartment, where there was a side door. While playing with his mobile phone, he walked along the apartment building to the side door, but the original side door was only a wall.

The apartment is about square in shape, with doors on all sides, and a garbage dump next to the door at the back, where almost no one will go.

Without much thought, the girl turned and went to another side door, however, there was no door to enter the apartment.

At this time, she was already a little flustered, and hurriedly called her classmates to strengthen her courage, and at the same time prepared to try to go to the back door of the apartment garbage dump.

Sure enough, the back door of the apartment was gone.

Eventually, her base/church classmates called the pastor of the church and took her to the church for a night.

When the girl was sent back to the apartment the next morning, the doors were normal, and the management of the apartment said that nothing strange had happened during the night. But the girl moved out of the apartment as soon as possible, and is now almost a fanatic, and it is expected that she will be baptized the next Christmas and officially join the church.

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The third.

I don't know if this story is a supernatural story, this story is about a murder that happened in a pizzeria owned by an Italian who runs next to the Summertown Engineering University.

In fact, the case did not happen in the pizzeria, but in the upper floor of the piperia, and the owner rented the second floor to a local student at the nearby engineering university. Unexpectedly, the tenant was actually a local gang/gang drug trafficker, and it is said that he had an argument with the next family and was shot dead.

Many people must have heard about this case from various sources, after all, the pizzeria has always been doing very well, and it is basically one of the must-go supper spots for engineering college students who return late after a party.

Although the owner was in the shop on the first floor at the time, he also heard the gunshots, and also saw the murderer who hurried downstairs, but he did not realize what was happening, until some time later, he found a disgusting smell wafting from the upper floor, and his tenant had not shown up for several days, so he went upstairs to check.

Speaking of which, it is normal for Chinese to be insensitive to gunshots. I remember one time when I heard firecrackers set off nearby, and I went to chat with local friends and said, what is the festival today, and someone actually set off fireworks, and then the local friends told me that it was gunshots.

But it's strange that the Italian-born pizzeria owner isn't sensitive to gunshots. Of course, this is also the stereotype that most people have about Italians, and it means nothing else.

At this point, the reader who contributed to the secret edition of our editorial office (who may have worked for the police department, or who has access to the police department) also questioned this. He believes that the owner of the pizza shop may also have something to do with the incident, but there is no evidence directly pointing to the owner.

Anyway, the Italian owner of the pizzeria remembered what the gunshots were like, but something terrible happened, and he heard gunshots from upstairs for three days.

At first, he called the police, and when the police came, he followed the police upstairs to see that there was nothing, and later, he stopped calling the police, and rushed upstairs to see as soon as he heard the gunshots, but there was still nothing on it (this kind of thing happened, and the house could not be rented out for a while).

Anyway, I don't know if the boss was insane or someone was playing a prank, or if the man who was shot continued to repeat the scene of his own murder.

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Fourth.

One day a group of friends were having dinner together, and one of them said he had just moved to an 18th-century Victorian house.

Under the ridicule of his friends, the friend who said he had seen a ghost rolled up his sleeves to prove that he had really been infested by ghosts. He had a bruised handprint on his upper arm, which he said he found when he woke up from sleep.

At first, everyone thought it was just this "hell" friend moving to a new place, sleeping dishonestly at night, and pinching himself.

However, this mudra was backhanded, and everyone present tried it and found that it was indeed impossible for him to pinch that position and direction...... It could only have been done by someone else.

But this matter is also over, and then I have no contact with this friend, I don't know if he moved or what. I always saw him from afar a while ago, and I felt that he was in good spirits, and there should have been no tragedy of haunted house ghost movies.