They obviously have a guide charm, and an incense burner at the entrance of the building, and sometimes the incense can lead some lonely souls passing by to concentrate. It stands to reason that they won't be able to get around.

However, after an hour, they still circled around the fourth floor, went upstairs and downstairs, rested in the corridor for a while, and then finally began to quarrel.

"You're a mysterious person, do you just pretend to be a force!" Jian Jue was very tired, he sat in the corridor and shouted at Sheng Chaoyang.

Sheng Chaoyang shook his head, "I didn't even say that your broom star hurt me so much that I didn't even see the guide charm..." ”

"Huh? Do you even blame me? Jian Jue laughed angrily.

"I didn't hold you hostage, you came by yourself, who is to blame?"

"Do you know I'm going to die in this hallway because of you?"

"Death is dead, come out to do this, can you have a good end?"

"Say it again? Say it again? ”

Sheng Chaoyang walked up to Jian Jue, approached him oppressively, put a cigarette to his mouth, and helped him light it: "Actually, I was trapped all night before I walked out. The secret is not to be in a hurry, get some sleep, take a walk, see the talisman I posted in the corridor, follow up, and go to the third floor. Finish. Jane, control your emotions, you don't look like a person who is easily excited and nervous, so I agreed to cooperate with you. ”

"Huh..." Jian Jue smiled helplessly, stayed away from Sheng Chaoyang, went to smoke at the corner of the corridor, slowed down, and calmed down: "You have a point." So what do you think it is? Ghost hitting the wall? ”

"It's not... It's a matter of space. You said, what's that called? Space folding? Sheng Chaoyang looked at him, "Have you ever met... Is time and space overlapping together? ”

"It sounds like science fiction, we're doing metaphysics." Jian Jue bit the cigarette, put it in his mouth, and walked over, "A lot of things can't be explained clearly. ”

Sheng Chaoyang smiled, hooked his fingers, and motioned for Jian Jue to follow him and lead him into a room. He kicked open the door with his foot, and inside was the living room, a large rear-projection TV, and some period furniture. On the walls are all calendars of cars and beautiful women, and Jian Zhu used to illuminate it with his mobile phone to see, "1997, June? "1997, why does the wall calendar stay in 1997?

"Do you feel that this room is not in 2018, but in 1997?"

"What do you mean...," Jane thought for a moment, and understood, "that we were trapped in 1997... Uh, in the hallway, into another time space? Is there such a thing? ”

Sheng Chaoyang looked at the traces on the furniture, "This belongs to the years when we were almost born, you should have an impression of these furniture, right?" This kind of tablecloth, this plastic fake flower decoration, and the crystal hairpins that moms loved for their generation. You see, this is not a ghost hitting the wall, nor is it an evil spirit, this is the message left by this old building to us people. Sheng Chaoyang played with a bunch of dirty plastic fake flowers on the table and touched the ash in his hand.

He looked at the ashes on his hands in shock, regained his composure, and wiped the ashes off his hands. "Briefly, we may be investigating the same thing, but not necessarily."

"It is possible that the people in the corridor are missing, and now the demolition of the building has caused a series of accidents, all of which are saying that this residential building is not ordinary." Jian Jue asked Sheng Chaoyang again, "But apart from He Qiang and his brother, is there anyone else?" ”

Sheng Chaoyang shook his head quickly, "No... In 1997... 1997, 1997. He snapped his fingers and suddenly said, "There's a child who has gone missing!" I remember, it was in 1997 that I heard my aunt who lived here say that it was her childhood playmate, and she also disappeared unexpectedly, and she called the police, and there was no follow-up. There is also a woman who lives on the fourth floor, who also disappeared mysteriously. There are only three people, and there are not many people who have had accidents in the past ten years. ”

"Have you seen any of the other rooms?" Jian decided to ask Sheng Chaoyang.

"I wasn't so free, I was so sleepy that I slept at the top of the stairs, and by the way, I didn't have money to stay in a hotel in my bedroom when you weren't there. I happened to be sleeping in the hallway, so there was nothing wrong with it. Sheng Chaoyang said this, and he was a little proud.

"You're really afraid of poverty and ghosts." Jian Jue opened the wall calendar and looked at it, he was very strange, and shone it over and over again with a flashlight, "It's strange... Is this bloodstained? ”

"What are you kidding?" Sheng Chaoyang walked over to see that there were splatters of blood on the wall.

Jian Jue gestured and pushed Sheng Chaoyang away, "Look at the bloodstains... In this position, someone was stabbed with a knife, blood splattered on the wall, and someone blocked it with a wall calendar. Because this kind of wall is not easy to wash, the blood stains on the floor or on the table are easy to wash. ”

"Homicide?" Sheng Chaoyang Road.

Jian Jue went into the kitchen to look, and found wine bottles and broken glass on the ground, as well as the refrigerator, because there was no electricity, the refrigerator was not working, and it was even more empty. Jian Jue put on his gloves and took out a bit of rotten vegetable leaves from them.

Sheng Chaoyang looked at him puzzled, Jian Jue swiped the broken glass with his foot, he squatted down to pick up a few pieces to see, and said: "No, the murder weapon is a wine bottle, smashed on the head, and these fragments were swept over together." ”

"But it's a bit much, broken glass, so many pieces in one bottle?"

Jane was in no hurry to explain what he was looking for in the pile of bottles. His eyes lit up and he saw half of the bottles, "The others were smashed, they should have been quarrels, and there were fragments of plates." Family conflicts, do you think women kill men, or men kill women? ”

"Uh... Male? ”

"You guessed it." Jian Jue picked up half of the bottle and looked at it, it was stained with blood and long hair.

Sheng Chaoyang didn't understand it even more, what does this mean? Murder? Why is there such a reproduction?

There was another "bang" sound outside the living room, which scared the two of them! No way! There were still people out there at this time! They looked through the kitchen window and were surprised to see a man in the living room, dragging a weak woman to the toilet. There were no calendars on the walls, only fresh bloodstains.

The man didn't seem to be able to see Jian Jue and Sheng Chaoyang, and Sheng Chaoyang and Jian Jue couldn't see the man's blurred face clearly.

Then the man began to sweep the floor, and he splashed water on it to wipe the wall, and found only a trace of blood. He breathed a sigh of relief and hung a wall calendar on it, just to cover it.

Afterwards everything was calm, there were no men, no women, no sound in the living room.

They walked out, and before the two of them could come to their senses, there was a noisy roar from the bedroom, it was two people arguing, a man and a woman, and the cry of a child.

"Bang!" "Bang!" There were two crisp sounds, still noisy sounds, and Jian Jue put his ear to the door, unable to hear what they were arguing about. When everything was quiet again, Sheng Chaoyang asked him what was going on, and Jian decided to analyze it, "It should be a problem of alcoholism, the two quarreled, the husband killed his wife, and we saw that he dragged his wife away in order to hide the body." ”

Jian Jue thought of something and patted Sheng Chaoyang on the shoulder, "If it's a coincidence, the woman you said disappeared would not be missing, but killed, and the body was hidden." But it's very strange, it's so strange, they are so noisy every day, the neighbors should know that the husband and wife are not in harmony, and tell the police that they can find it when they check it, especially the blood stains on the wall. It's all 1997, so it's not that the criminal investigation methods are very backward...? ”

But Sheng Chaoyang asked, "What about the child?" Don't you hear the voice of a child? ”

Jian decided to rummage through the drawers of the table and look through some information he could find, but only found a few family photos. Jian Jue sighed, "I don't know... The man should not have called the police, and lied that his wife had taken the child back to her parents' house. You said that the child should have been sent away a long time ago, to his grandfather or grandfather's... The inhabitants here are all of the general class, that is, they belong to the kind of people who have jobs and have units allocated to houses, and they don't have much money. The culture is not high, at that time, this place still belonged to the township... At most, they graduated from a technical college or junior high school. It's also nice to be able to go to college. ”

Sheng Chaoyang laughed, "You are reasonable, you really deserve to be a ghost detective, does a ghost detective need criminal investigation ability to be mainstream?" ”

"yes, otherwise where would my profession be born? Behind most supernatural events, it is man-made. As soon as Jian Jieyi said, Sheng Chaoyang nodded, "I know this, I only solved supernatural events on the Internet, and I didn't apply to be a ghost detective." ”

"You say there's another child? Missing in '97? Is it in the hallway? ”

Sheng Chaoyang recalled, "Uh, yes, at that time, the aunt said that when they were children, they went upstairs to play hide and seek, and they couldn't find her every time, and finally once they couldn't find her at all, and her mother called the police."

"Just Mom?" Jian Jue noticed one detail.

"Yes, it seems that the aunt was still sad for a while, saying that her good friend, whose name is Rong, only followed her mother. The family rented a house. ”

"What does her mom do?"

"You ask me? Where do I know? ”

Jian Du thought about it carefully and went to the other rooms to have a look. He went out, learned Sheng Chaoyang's method, and kicked the door open to see. Looking at the room by room, he finally stopped at the door of No. 11 on the fourth floor and went in with a flashlight.

"Is this one any different from the others?" Sheng Chaoyang asked him.

Jian Jue said to him: "Well, this room is lived alone. ”

Sheng Chaoyang looked inside, all kinds of dirty mess, not much furniture, the ground was full of dishes and chopsticks, and he saw the clothes drying on the balcony at a glance. Looking at the clothes, he is indeed single, only a vest and shorts.

There was a little girl's laughter outside, and Jian Jue and Sheng Chaoyang were used to it. They sighed numbly and walked out to the sound of laughter, each holding a cell phone for lighting.

"What are you thinking?"

Jian never answered Sheng Chaoyang's words, he came to No. 6 on the fourth floor. Sheng Chaoyang was also strange, "Ah, probably a few years later, all these house numbers have been changed to the fifth floor, and the fourth floor is no longer mentioned." ”

The two men tacitly slammed the door open, and inside was still the living room, a bedroom, and the kitchen and balcony were connected. There was no TV in the living room, only a large round table with little girls' drawings and homework books.

Jane decided to look at the painting, which showed her mother holding hands with her. Jian Jue looked at a few photos, but found that a man appeared in the painting of the little girl behind him.