Chapter 127: Animism (18)
According to Yan Yuchen's plan, in order to achieve the best effect on the promotion of the movie, it will take a long time to build momentum in the early stage, but these activities directly related to the movie, Yechen doesn't have to worry about it, she only needs to cooperate on the side, such as now.
Yan Yuchen took out his mobile phone and said, "Yechen, I'm going to call the police now, there's nothing wrong with you, right?" ”
Room 301, there is such a big homicide, of course you have to call the police. Only by calling the police can the outside world know, can the media make a sensation, and can the public's fear and curiosity be aroused, and on this basis, can Yanyuchen make some operations and make this a real haunted house.
Yechen thought for a while and said, "No problem, although the victim Lijuan and I are roommates, but these days, the relationship between relatives is light, not to mention that they are strangers' roommates, both of them are working hard for life, and they don't want to move their fingers after work, and they still have to communicate." I didn't know Lijuan well, although she hadn't been back for a few days, but she didn't specifically notify me when she was going on a business trip before, I thought she was busy...... By the way, we were on the seventh floor just now, in my house, and we didn't find any bodies, right? "In order to save trouble, Yechen and Yanyuchen searched the room separately just now.
Yan Yuchen said: "I didn't see any corpses. But whether it has been affected by the illusion, Yan Yuchen does not dare to guarantee.
Yechen hesitated and said, "I'll go up and take a look, you wait for half an hour before calling the police, and besides, find a reason for yourself to appear here, don't say you're here to find me." "Yechen didn't plan to get deeply involved in this matter. The reason why she had to stay for half an hour was that she needed to tidy up her room.
"Okay, I'll take care of it." Yan Yuchen responded, "Half an hour, don't forget." ”
Ye Chen didn't inquire about what kind of operation Yanyuchen was going to do, but on the third day, the police knocked on her door for routine questioning. There is a decomposing corpse in room 302, and after investigation, it was determined that the deceased's name was Lijuan, who lived on the seventh floor of the same building, and Yechen was a roommate, so of course he had to ask about it.
Because of this, Yechen "knew" that there was a homicide in this building, and after dealing with the police, she hurriedly called the landlord and asked to check out, saying that she would not live here.
The old landlord also heard about the murder and said he didn't agree with anything. Because there are a lot of rumors about ghosts, people in this world believe in ghosts and gods to a greater or lesser extent, of course, to varying degrees. But in any case, there is a consensus that the rooms of the dead are "not clean". Although the homicide occurred on the third floor, and the landlord's old man's house was on the seventh floor, the homicide was a murder, and the deceased died in a trance, which was even more unlucky, and where did one of her tenants die, what if she wanted to "go home often"?
What is certain is that once Yechen moves out, this house will be difficult to rent out for at least a few years.
Yechen didn't expect that everything went smoothly, and finally got stuck with the landlord and the old man, she wore out her mouth, and the cumulative call time was as long as four hours, and all the means of abduction, coercion and temptation were used, so she got her deposit back from the old man, and the rent for the next month - it should have been two months, but the landlord old man deducted her rent for a month on the grounds that Yechen did not inform her in advance.
It's not easy for ordinary people to deal with! Yechen sighed sincerely, especially in this case, she couldn't use any means at all, she could only rely on words to grind little by little.
After getting the deposit and rent, Yechen began to pack his luggage. As soon as Yechen entered the mission world, he already lived here, but he didn't expect that he had so many belongings in this house - not to mention the clothes that rotate in the four seasons, the four o'clock bedding, the mat, the electric blanket, everything is available.
It's to save yourself and buy it again, after all, this is a small city in the north, and it's still very cold in winter, as a trialist, Yechen can bear it, but it doesn't mean that it's very comfortable to carry. However, these large items are too bulky and heavy, so it's best to find a place to live before moving. In order to avoid the suspicion of the police, Yechen didn't even dare to look for a house in advance.
Although I can't move it for a while, it's still necessary to clean up, maybe there will be money hidden in the quilt! Yechen's heart was full of beautiful fantasies. The result was very unsatisfactory, not a single steel hammer was found, but at the bottom of the quilt, Yechen found a hardcover notebook, she opened it and looked at it, one by one, similar to a diary, the content recorded was very weird.
According to the description inside, at No. 6 Yunsheng Street, there is a "non-existent person", which is described by the owner of the diary as "death of the third kind".
"Well, there are rumors of hauntings here!" Yechen said angrily, "No wonder it's so cheap. ”
Two bedrooms and one living room, bathroom with shower, kitchen with gas, only 600 yuan a month, is indeed cheap.
But if you know that there are rumors of haunting, it can be cheaper, and the old landlord is too cunning. Recall that I didn't even notice that for several months, the old landlord didn't come to take a look, and he didn't worry about the tenant breaking the furniture or anything, which in itself was abnormal.
Yechen looked depressed, and continued to pack up the thick bedding, and when she packed all the bedding and put it away, she looked back and saw that the hardcover notebook that had been placed on the bedside table was closed—Yechen remembered that she had just opened it and put it on.
Could it be that there really is a "non-existent person" in this house?
Ye Chen sneered, and also the third type of death, practicing the law of death by himself, and only recognizing one kind of death. Yechen raised his hand and threw the hardcover notebook on the bedside table into the air.
The notebook unfolded, the spine was torn, and pieces of white paper fluttered down, but instead of falling to the ground, they were in mid-air, whirling and fluttering, and they didn't fall for a long time.
Ye Chen's eyes turned into pure ink, and a huge spiritual force pressed down. It's just a weak ghost, and he dares to show it in front of himself.
After dealing with the ghost, Yechen cleaned up the paper scattered on the ground and went out, today she has to go to a place to look at the house, if she can, to determine a new place to live as soon as possible.
After Yechen left, on the wall in the corner of the bedroom, two slender and white arms stretched out, and put away the notebook papers in the paper basket one by one, and a few of them were stepped on by Yechen a few times, printed with black shoe prints. The arms carefully rubbed with the palms of their hands, and they were very distressed. It took almost half an hour to rebind the notebook and hide it under the cabinet.