Chapter 65: Mourning
Yang Shanshan is crazy, why is she crazy? I can't explain it.
That night, of course, her knife did not stab me, but I kicked her, and she immediately escaped.
But early in the morning of the third day, I received a call from Shen Ke, who told me that Yang Shanshan had entered a psychiatric hospital.
Yang Shanshan's father, who was the chief of the local police, was reported and imprisoned by someone, allegedly for the crime of harboring his baby daughter for the accidental murder of Ni Mei and the murder of Huang Juan.
Shen Ke, no matter what gossip news, he will always be the first to know.
I've always been puzzled, why did that building let me see that scene in the mirror? What is it trying to hint at me? Or is it just Ni Mei's grievance, she is trying hard to make me understand her pain, her wrongs?
Suddenly feeling very tired, I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling.
The people who peeled apples in that building were all dead, although I already knew that there must be some unknown connection between the ghost building and apples, but at that time, my cognition was limited to those written data, and it wasn't until I lost Mi Jingyun and Zhang Lu that I really realized that I was too naΓ―ve and ignorant, and I actually underestimated the horror of that building again and again.
I blindly tried to satisfy my curiosity, although I slightly felt that Zhang Lu couldn't fight Mi Jingyun, and they would definitely go to that building to peel apples, but I didn't stop them, and even had a trace of excitement and expectation in my heart.
I, damn it! I killed them! However, I must be dying as I have also peeled apples, but I don't know how my death will be. Hey, hope it's not too ugly.
Filled with depression in my mind, I lazily walked out the door, no matter what, there was one thing that had to be done.
When Wang Chengde and Mi Jingyun fell downstairs together, his lips kept closing, as if he was trying to express something to me. My brain memorized those mouth shapes deeply, and in the morning I went to consult a professor who knew lip language, and he told me that it was the meaning of a notebook.
My brain lit up, and I felt that everything was clear, by the way, notebook, I didn't expect Wang Chengde to keep such a hand!
Slowly walked to Wang Chengde's grocery store, which was sealed a few days ago, and the relevant departments were contacting his relatives and friends to deal with the aftermath.
Pulling down the door and taking a deep breath, I began to search.
To be honest, there is no single man's room that is not messy, but Wang Chengde's is actually messy to the realm of art. The messy goods are placed in it at random, and in the small room that was originally used as a bedroom, some of them are even placed on the bed, and when you look at it casually, you will really feel like you are looking for a needle in a haystack.
Still, the notebook was found in the mezzanine of the quilt under the bed.
It was a softcover notebook, which at first glance looked very old, but when I opened it, I realized that I hadn't used many pages.
I was ecstatic and immediately looked at it, and it was a long time before I sat down weakly on the dirty, broken bed.
The thoughts were confused, and the things in the notebook seemed to have been written by Wang Chengde not long ago, and he recorded his friendship with Lu Ping, how they turned against each other, how Lu Ping used his weakness to threaten him, and the strange things in this building.
To make it look less boring, I've summarized it and removed the unimportant parts and recorded them below:
People live in the world, there will always be many regrets, I am a layman, of course, there are a lot of troubles and regrets, writing this note, not to sigh about life, but to record the stupid things I have done in the past few years, and the stupid things I have done with Lu Ping.
For so many years, I have been very remorseful, and at the same time I am constantly repenting, in fact, I should have died a long time ago, but I survived painfully, and endured the humiliation, just to investigate everything clearly, and also for the ghosts who died unjustly in this building.
I know that when someone opens this notebook, I must be dead, and I also know that you who you will be when you open it, although you don't know who you will be, you must have a very strong curiosity.
Here, I will tell you all the secrets that I have known and hidden over the years.
If possible, please solve all the mysteries for me! Of course, if you feel scared after reading it and want to taste it, please be sure to hand over this notebook to that person, (followed is the detailed address of that person, I guess it is a friend of Wang Chengde's. >> He'll know how to do it.
Alas, what exactly should be done to begin the narrative? I had a pen in my hand, but I couldn't write anything.
Thirteen years ago, when I was the mayor of this town, I got to know a Japanese Chinese named Lu Ping...... Think about it, everything was triggered from that time.
Lu Ping was a very ambitious and far-sighted young man, and I quickly became friends with him. After a drunken experience, I even accidentally told him one of the most regrettable things in my life, and from then on, my bad luck began.
To be honest, I'm not a good person. Others say that I am a good mayor and an honest person who serves the people with all my heart, but it is just that I am too good at acting, and I have never believed in the friendship of friends, so I often reveal a little bit of my handle to the so-called friends intentionally or unintentionally, which will make them have a sense of superiority, and they will also feel that I trust them very much, so that the unstable friendship will continue for a long time, but they will never know that those so-called handles are insignificant at all.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ping is a more insidious person than me, he grabbed my fatal handle and kept threatening me, although I regretted it, but what could I do, I had to keep obeying his wishes.
One day, Lu Ping found me with a nervous expression. "I killed someone!" He said to me.
I didn't react at all, just a faint "oh", and it wasn't until he repeated it to me again that I dropped the pen in my hand to the ground.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked as calmly as I could.
Lu Ping said hysterically: "I was careless, really careless, I didn't expect her to be so fragile, I just proposed to her, but she didn't want to, so I grabbed her neck excitedly and begged her, I didn't expect her to die like that." β
My mind was racing: "You want me to help you?" β
"Please help me, otherwise my ideals, my ambitions, everything will be finished!" Lu Ping nervously picked up the teacup and poured a sip of water, although he was pleading, but his tone seemed to be ordering me, as if he was saying that if he was arrested, he would definitely publicize my affairs.
"Okay, I'll help you this time." I paused and said, "But from now on, I hope we can both forget about each other's handles." β
"It's a deal." Lu Ping seemed to have predicted that this would be the case, and he laughed, but it didn't look like a relieved smile.
The girl killed by Lu Ping was a flower girl in the west gate of the town, and she had been dependent on her mother since she was a child.
At this point, she fell limply to the ground, disheveled and mutilated, as if she had been raped.
Her originally beautiful face stared at the front fiercely, looking very weird. Her snow-white robe was covered with bloodstains, and she held a blood-stained red apple tightly in her right hand.
I couldn't help but shudder, and yelled at Lu Ping angrily: "You didn't tell me that you raped her!" β
"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that she's dead." Lu Ping said unhurriedly.
This made me suspect that the panic just now was deliberately faked by him.
But it was too late to say nothing, and I had no choice but to join him in dismembering the poor girl into five parts, which were sealed with cement in five buildings that were still under construction at the time.
Then I used the word "missing" to comfort the mother of the girl who was crying to death, and I closed the case two weeks later.
After a period of peace and quiet, Lu Ping kept his promise at first, but soon after he began to threaten me again.
I was angry and asked him for a theory, but he just sneered: "You are also a member of the same party in that case!" β
I was speechless and had no way to resist, so I kept aiding and abetting until eight years ago, when I couldn't stand his excessive demands again and again, and resigned from the position of mayor.
It was also shortly after that year that the building was built. I was ecstatic that he had died at the hands of that building, but I didn't realize that this was the beginning of the nightmare.
Why did the building suddenly change its mind during the construction and build it from a high-end hotel to a residential building? Why are people dying in this building?
One by one, the mysteries spread in my mind, so I rented a shop and lived in this building. After years of investigation, I found that all of them died in the first room on the right side of each floor, and that they all had happened after touching the Apple in that building.
I couldn't figure it out, but one thing was for sure, it was all because of the girl we had mutilated.
Someday, she'll come to me......