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Yin Zhaojun was awakened by a crashing sound. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He was covered in a cold sweat, as if he had just been drenched in the rain. He was not angry or irritated by the knock that woke him, but he was somewhat grateful to the voice, for he had just had the worst nightmare of his life, and the sound had saved him.

The crash sounded distant, yet near, as if it were in the next room, but he thought it was unlikely. It's a pretty nice hotel, and there will be no midnight renovation that affects the rest of the guests. If it's another guest smashing the wall, that's not likely, who would be idle and smashing the wall in the hotel? Moreover, if it was really someone smashing the wall in the next room, it would definitely be much louder than it is now. In the end, Yin Zhaojun judged that it might be the person in the next room watching TV, and the impact sound was coming from the TV, so it sounded as if it was coming from another space.

As soon as he woke up, he felt very tired after thinking about it. Just as he was about to go back to sleep again, he smelled a stale smell, as if no one had been here in a long time, damp and dirty, and a musty smell.

He moved his arm, feeling the touch of the quilt change.

He suddenly sobered up, and everything that had happened before came back to his mind.

Are they dreams, or are they realities?

He sat up and looked around the room in the dark.

The furnishings in the room seem to be the same as before, where there should be a dark shadow, there is still a dark shadow.

He put on his slippers, went to the door, and turned on the electric light.

The moment the lights came on, he couldn't believe his eyes.

The smell of rot and mold just now is not an illusion at all. Here, it has really become an abandoned place.

What's going on? Could it be that someone secretly moved me here while I was asleep? Why didn't I feel it at all?

Yin Zhaojun's hairs stood on end, and his heart was pounding.

The sound of the wall slamming seemed to be getting clearer, and he could clearly tell that it was coming from the next room. It wasn't a sound coming from a TV, it was someone smashing a wall.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and it was the hotel landline.

Yin Zhaojun was frightened by this sudden sound, and his muscles trembled. He walked to the phone in three steps and two steps, but his hand did not hold the microphone.

He remembered a movie he had seen before, in which if he had answered a call at midnight, he would have died quickly.

In this hotel, he had already experienced something that he couldn't understand, and he couldn't help but think, what if there were really ghosts here? Who will be calling this call?

A thought crossed his mind, and he shifted his steps and checked the phone line.

The telephone line is properly connected to the landline.

He breathed a sigh of relief. If he sees a broken phone line, he may run away immediately.

He finally picked up the phone and said tremblingly, "Hello? Who is it? ”

"Hello, is this Mr. Yin Zhaojun?"

"Yes...... You are? The other party's voice was very unfamiliar, and Yin Zhaojun couldn't help but raise his vigilance. I didn't ask the hotel to provide any midnight reminder service, this person is definitely not a hotel staff.

The person on the other side was slow to answer.

Yin Zhaojun was a little panicked, and couldn't help but remember the scene when he heard a voice in the corridor just now, but when he opened the door, no one saw him.

He jerked the microphone back down like a hot potato. The first time it wasn't put away, it was crooked, and he pushed it quickly again before he pushed the microphone right.

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"Hello, we just received a report, someone ......" As soon as the words were spoken, Luo Yasen suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Mi Xiao asked in confusion.

"Hung up."

"Hung up?" Mi Xiaoxiao snatched the microphone.

There was a beep from inside.

Luo Yasen looked at Zhang Shan and said, "Your relative, is your temper not very good?" ”

"No, his temper is okay, his wife is weathering him, he doesn't get angry much, at most he complains." Zhang Shan said as if he was a little absent-minded.

He's still looking at his old phone, and he can't figure out when it got into his pocket. He remembers very clearly that he definitely brought a new mobile phone with him when he went out, and he used it on the road. The old mobile phone, due to the abnormal phenomenon before, he deliberately put it at the innermost end of the drawer and locked the drawer.

Such a picture suddenly appeared in his mind: his old phone was unwilling to lie in the dark drawer, picked the lock, climbed out of the drawer step by step, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, ran into his pocket, and threw the new phone out.

If this is the case, does that mean that his old phone has a soul?

He shook his head violently, feeling like he was just thinking about it.

"I'll give the other two a call and give it a try." Royasen said.

After speaking, he dialed the number of the room of the two Xiang Chunping brothers. But no matter how many times he called, no one answered.

"Looks like we'll have to go back to the third floor." Mi Xiao said.

Royasin looked at the time. It was already 0:20, and the progress of the mission was very slow, and only now did he find a person, and several of their task performers had also dispersed, and he had a sense of foreboding.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Shi Yuan, but found that the mobile phone had no signal at all.

"Let's go." Royasen put away his phone and led the way to the stairs.

"Didn't you come to help me find my wife? Why should I look for my other relatives? Zhang Shan finally put the old phone back in his pocket, followed the footsteps of the two, and also walked up the stairs.

"Of course, we need to understand the situation first." Royasen said.

"How can they know where she is? I must know my wife best. It was a strange place, and she wasn't going anywhere. Zhang Shan said anxiously.

Royasen didn't say anything, his brain racing.

He thought that Zhang Shan's wife Huang Qingxue was dead, that is, she was now a "deceased". So, does finding her body mean that you have found a way out?

This hotel is not big, but it is not small. If it's just an ordinary building, feel free to walk around and check out all the rooms. But now, this is the place where the mission is carried out, and they will definitely encounter countless dangers, and they cannot act rashly as if nothing had happened, and they must be cautious.

Walking up to the third floor, the pace of several people became even slower. Both Royassen and Mi Xiaoling were extremely cautious, and their eyes kept scanning all directions. The ghost on the ceiling had disappeared, but the two still didn't dare to let their guard down.

Suddenly, they heard a bang, as if someone was smashing against a wall. They stopped and looked nervously in the direction from which the voice had come - at the end of the hallway.