Chapter 17: The Tragedy of the Red Brick Building
Turn on your computer, enter the address of the red brick building, and press enter.
Swipe out dozens of search results,
"There was a tragedy in the dormitory of the electric fan factory, and the hostess committed suicide after killing her husband and biological children."
"In the same room after three years, there was another tragedy, and the son committed suicide after killing his parents."
"The police sent a special team to form an investigation team, and the investigation lasted a year, but it still ended in nothing."
"Room 101 of the dormitory of the electric fan factory has become a haunted house, and no one dares to live in it now."
"Singing in the middle of the night - singing came from room 101 in the dormitory of the electric fan factory in the middle of the night, and Lao Wang next door came back from the night shift at night and died at the door of room 101."
"The employees of the electric fan factory collectively petitioned and asked to move out of the red brick building."
"Some of the residents of the dormitory of the electric fan factory have moved out of the red brick building, and most of them have moved to live temporarily at relatives' houses."
"The police attach great importance to this matter and have sent detectives to search Room 101 many times, but no clues have been found."
"The electric fan factory organized employees to raise funds to build houses, and it is estimated that the workers living in the red brick building will soon be able to move to a new home."
"The red brick building was murdered again, and the demolition worker died suddenly in Room 101."
"Why did the bizarre murders happen one after another in Room 101? What's the mystery? ”
"The demolition of the red brick building has been suspended, and the public security department has entered the investigation many times, but to no avail."
"Because the red brick building is the scene of many murders and has not yet been solved, experts do not recommend demolishing the red brick building."
It took a few hours for Shi Yan to read the information about the red brick building from beginning to end, and with a long breath, Shi Yan leaned back in his chair and fell into deep thought.
There seems to be something ominous about this red brick building, which affects the residents inside and causes many homicides, which is called haunted by ordinary people.
It seems to be able to affect people's sanity and make people crazy, otherwise killing the husband and children would not be possible for normal people to do.
And according to neighbors and colleagues, the family has a good relationship, harmony, and the hostess is a very gentle and kind person.
Anyone who knew her didn't believe she would do such a thing, and everyone thought that there was either some other reason or she was really crazy.
But she didn't go crazy all the time, and watching the woman commit suicide after killing her husband and children means that she later woke up and couldn't stand the result and committed suicide.
And the son who killed his parents was the same, he was usually a very sunny and kind person, and those who knew him thought that he could not do such a thing.
But it happened.
All one can think of is that he is crazy, and there is no other explanation for this.
Controlling or influencing people's sanity? Shi Yan couldn't help but think of the things that happened to the puppets and shed blood and tears in the gray mist, both of which made people lose their minds.
Are they related?
However, there is no clue about the unknown origin of the red brick building, so it is impossible to know its origin, and it is difficult to say whether it is related to the gray fog.
The only connection with the Grey Mist is that the Woman in the Suit is here.
Perhaps looking back at its origins might make it possible to figure out if it has anything to do with the Grey Mist.
If you want to know the origin, you have to go forward, but there is basically no online information about the past, and it will be troublesome to check it.
After looking at the approximate time of the case, it was around 70 years at the earliest, and there was no Internet at that time, and the current news is traced back by reporters after the occurrence of the latter cases.
How did it start in the '70s? What happened then?
I typed it on the computer, but I didn't find out anything, and it is impossible to record the events of 70 years on the Internet unless someone makes up for them.
Trouble, these old accounts are not so easy to check.
Shi Yan rubbed his eyebrows, a little headache, this can only be checked on the spot, there will always be some old people nearby who understand the situation.
Early the next morning, Shi Yan got up early, not because he was diligent, but because someone knocked on the door.
Shi Yan opened the door with sleepy eyes, and when he saw it, it turned out to be a heroic female soldier.
A well-fitting military uniform, lining off a convex and concave figure, with a beautiful and heroic appearance.
Shi Yan swallowed his saliva, habitually looking at his figure first and then his appearance.
"Are you Shi Yan?" The voice is crisp and nice, but not soft.
"Ahem. . . I am. Shi Yan coughed and said.
"My name is Li Xiaoxia, and someone asked me to take care of you for a while."
"Oh, it's you." Shi Yan began to regret his opposition to personal protection yesterday, although he knew that it was impossible.
"You have this phone in it, it has my phone number in it, and you can call me if you have something." Li Xiaoxia handed over a mobile phone and said.
"No, I have my own phone." Shi Yan refused.
"Your mobile phone is prone to no signal, and this mobile phone contains multiple communication channels such as satellites, aircraft stations and quantum communications." Li Xiaoxia's hand was not returned.
"Oh." Shi Yan still reached out and took the phone.
"Then I'm leaving, something will call me." After speaking, Li Xiaoxia turned around and left, acting without procrastination at all.
Shi Yan looked at Li Xiaoxia's back, and there was an intriguing light in his eyes.
Li Xiaoxia turned out to be an awakened one!
This was a big surprise for Shi Yan, and it seems that my mother has made a lot of effort to use an awakened person to help.
Thinking of this, Shi Yan felt very warm in his heart, even if he was no longer productive, his mother's love for him was not less.
Shi Yan's eye frame was a little red.
Next to the red brick building, there seems to be quite a depression, a two-lane road that is not spacious now, on the left side of the road is the electric fan factory, which is now in a semi-suspended state, and on the right is a grain processing factory, which is not much better than the electric fan factory, and there are no orders, and half a month is out of production.
The efficiency of the factory is not good, most of the workers are looking for their own way out, retired retirement, resignation of resignation, at present, less than one-third of the employees in the factory during the full staff, and often fish for three days and dry nets for two days.
The factory was depressed, and the nearby commissaries and restaurants were also depressed, and there were only a few passers-by and workers on the road, and the street shops were deserted.
Shi Yan asked for five bowls of soy milk, twenty fried dough sticks, ten steamed buns, and two bowls of porridge from a small breakfast shop nearby, and the boss was dumbfounded.
Shi Yan's food is getting bigger and bigger, and he doesn't want to be watched by others all the time to eat, but he can't help it, he's hungry.
Fortunately, there was nothing in the shop, Shi Yan looked at the deserted street while eating, and thought about who to contact to understand the situation.
If you want to know what happened in the 70s, you have to find at least sixty or seventy years old people, of course, it is not absolute, maybe the younger generation has heard some things, but the probability is small, maybe ask ten people and not necessarily one knows.
It is more likely to ask the old man, Shi Yan began to pay attention to the elderly on the road, but after about ten minutes, he did not see the eligible old man on the street.
"Ding, it's now 12 days before the feeding deadline."
Such a message suddenly popped up in Shi Yan's mind, in which "12" was in bright red font, which was dazzling.
A few black lines appeared in Shi Yan's head, after all, being counted down like this every day made it uncomfortable for anyone.