At six o'clock in the evening, the setting sun was setting, and the orange-red sunlight shone through the holes in the tin roof and shone on the dusty concrete floor.

Ten people stood in a circle and stood in their respective positions. Yesterday's female white-collar workers didn't come, and the results speak for themselves. Zhang Peng stared intently at the position of twelve o'clock, as long as the black-robed man appeared, he would send the other party a true word magic bullet.

However, after waiting for a long time, the black-robed man did not appear again. They looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't speak. Twenty minutes later, an office worker left his position and walked out of the factory.

"Don't go yet." Zhang Peng stopped him.

The office worker stopped, looked back at Zhang Peng, did not move, and did not continue to leave. Li Chunsheng pointed to where the other party was standing just now, and then stared at the other party's eyes. After a brief standoff, the office worker returned to his place.

"What is going on, can you answer?" Zhang Peng's gaze swept over the faces of the three office workers and male students one by one, and then asked.

"It was the same last time, when the police came, it didn't show up." An office worker pointed to the position of the black-robed man, said, and then introduced himself, "My name is Wang Yutable, and I work in an insurance company." ”

"And then, that's the end of it?" Zhang Peng asked.

"No, it will prompt again, the time of the next visit." Wang Yutable shook his head and said.

"What if you don't come?" Zhang Peng asked again.

Wang Yubei did not answer, and the other three were silent. Zhang Peng thought about it carefully and immediately understood. They are all strangers, they don't trust each other, for fear that if they don't come, others will vote for him. Life is at stake, how dare not come?

Zhang Peng thought for a while, and then asked: "What was the beginning of this game, and who participated?" ”

The four of them looked at each other and shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

"Of the four of you, who was the earliest?" Zhang Peng changed the question and continued to ask.

As soon as he finished speaking, three office workers looked at the male student at the same time.

"I'm ......" was looked at by everyone, and the male student was a little timid and said hesitantly, "I ...... I came with a classmate. ”

"Tell me about the past." Zhang Peng demanded. Now that the black-robed man does not appear, he can't completely solve the problem, so he can only start from the root.

Any spirit must be attached to matter. It could be a corpse, or it could be something closely connected. Moreover, they need some kind of opportunity to leave their bodies. For example, the doll was picked up by Lao Wang, and then entangled with Zhang Peng, who went to help; Another example is Su Yiyi, who was entangled because Zhang Peng touched the urn. The way they move is very similar to the rules of checkers, and they need to "build bridges" in order to "jump" over.

In short, to deal with this evil spirit, you need to find enough clues.

"I ...... When I came, there were already seven or eight people, and they ...... They're all dead......" The boy bowed his head, looking like he was about to cry.

"Who are they, remember?" Zhang Peng asked slightly gently.

"Remember...... I can't remember...... I'm the leaf to bring ...... I...... I asked her later, and she said...... Her boyfriend brought her here, but her boyfriend is dead...... "The boy said intermittently.

"Hmm......" Zhang Peng lowered his head, muttered for a while, said "thank you" to the male student, and then beckoned to Li Chunsheng and the others and left the old factory.

After returning to the city, the four of them first sent Dai Xue back to the house rented by Director Dai, and then returned to the office.

After glancing at the golden armor talisman attached to the top of the aisle and confirming that it was safe, Zhang Peng said, "That student has a problem." ”

"Huh?" The other three all looked puzzled.

"He seems too cowardly, not normal." Zhang Peng said. The boy had already gone through many rounds of games and witnessed the death of many people, and even if he wasn't numb, he couldn't have looked so scared. It's like it's just for them.

Hearing him say this, all three nodded thoughtfully.

Judging from the rules of the game, at the beginning, it is necessary to have an "initiator" to gather the first batch of people to play, and there will be follow-up supplements. It can be seen that the initiator is very important, perhaps because he was chosen, or maybe he encountered some opportunity. In short, it is impossible to start this game for no reason.

Obviously, the one who survives to the end is the most suspicious.

Then, Zhang Peng took out his mobile phone, dialed the phone number of Detective Jiang Ping of the Municipal Bureau, and explained the whole story in detail.

"You're saying it's a paranormal murder." The gentle voice of a middle-aged police detective came from there.

"Yes, I reckon, at least a dozen people have died." Zhang Peng said.

"Hmm......" asked after a moment of silence, "what do you need my help with?" Then he explained, "After all, this is a supernatural category, and there is no direct criminal evidence, so it should be handed over to Director Dai and his side to deal with." ”

"Help me look it up." Zhang Peng said. After getting Jiang Ping's consent, he sent the secretly taken photos through WeChat.

About two hours later, Zhang Peng and the four of them came back from dinner outside and received Jiang Ping's reply.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, 15 years old, Nanzhou Cotton Cotton Vocational Technical School, Room 502, Unit A, Building 39, Staff Dormitory Area of the Third Factory of Cotton Cotton Factory on Yanhe West Road.

Subsequently, the four of them left the power plant compound, got into a taxi, and went to Zhang Xiaoqiang's house.

The nature of the cotton mill dormitory area and the power plant compound is similar, but due to the shortage of land in the urban area, the building pattern is no different from that of an ordinary community.

After getting off the bus, what catches your eye is a five-storey staff dormitory building, with stone and rice exterior walls, brick and concrete structures, moss all over, flowers and plants. Looking up, the old buildings are next to each other, and there is no end in sight.

Walking along the road, there are many old people and children downstairs, some enjoying the shade, some walking, and some frolicking and chasing. A cotton factory has tens of thousands of workers, including their families, and at least 30,000 or 40,000 people live here.

At half past nine, the four of them came downstairs to Zhang Xiaoqiang's house, and the 502 room of the unit was dark and the lights were not turned on. In order not to be obtrusive, they observed downstairs for a short time, and then went to a nearby store to buy water to drink.

By ten o'clock, when the commissary closed, the people downstairs had gone home. The dormitory gradually quieted down, and the four of them did not go directly to Unit 39A, but to the rooftop of Unit 40 A opposite.

The roof was slightly hot, paved with red mud tiles and covered with black-green moss. Due to the construction time of more than 30 years, many of the floor tiles have been damaged, the ground is pitted, and weeds still grow in the crevices, like a wasteland.

The outer ring of the roof is a façade more than one meter high, with many antennas and wires. The buildings are less than 20 meters apart, and from the edge, you can clearly see the balcony of the opposite house and the kitchen window.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's house is still dark, and there seems to be no one. In order to observe more clearly, Zhang Peng brought a telescope.

In the magnified scene, the wire above the balcony is empty, and there is no laundry to dry. At this time, Zhang Peng suddenly remembered that when he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang twice in a row, he was wearing a school uniform, and the school uniform was a little dirty, and it looked like he hadn't washed it for many days.

Looking through the balcony, you can vaguely see the outline of the furniture, shoe cabinet, chest of drawers, refrigerator, TV cabinet, TV set, ......

Next to the TV cabinet was a door that was open, and the wardrobe and the corner of the bed could be faintly seen. Looking further into the window next to the balcony, the kitchen was empty.

What about people, didn't Zhang Xiaoqiang go home?

With such doubts, Zhang Peng looked at the living room through the large window on the balcony again.

Shoe cabinets, chest of drawers, refrigerators, TV cabinets, TV sets......

What about sofas?

He subconsciously moved his gaze to the opposite side of the TV, that is, the large window of the balcony.

Suddenly, he shook his wit and got goosebumps. I saw a semicircular shadow under the big window, which I hadn't noticed just now because it was too vague.

That thing is the back of a human head. At that moment, the man moved stiffly and slowly turned his head.

"Squat down!" Zhang Peng shouted in a low voice and quickly squatted down.

"What's wrong?" Li Chunsheng half-squatted and asked in a low voice.

"He's in the living room, and the lights aren't on." Zhang Peng said. Abnormality is a demon, this Zhang Xiaoqiang really has a problem, and his behavior is not like a normal person at all.

"Give me the binoculars, I'll take a look at the side." Li Chunsheng reached out and took the binoculars, bent his waist, and moved in the direction of the stairwell.

After observing for a while, Li Chunsheng moved back.

"I saw it too, and he was in the living room, with his back to us, motionless." Li Chunsheng said.

"Keep watching." Zhang Peng arranged, "Old Huangpi, you go buy some beer, pure water and melon seeds, and get some old newspapers, you can sit on the ground." ”

"Huh." Old Huangpi nodded in response and went down.

In this way, they observed until half past twelve. The lights in each house were gradually extinguished, and by this time the light had become so dim that it was impossible to see what was going on inside the house.

"Otherwise, I'll go over with Lao Huangpi to take a look, it's better than squatting here and watching blindly." Li Chunsheng proposed.

"Door-to-door?" Zhang Peng asked.

"Of course, let's just say we're ...... It was the chengguan who heard someone complaining that there was a peculiar smell upstairs. Li Chunsheng said.

"I think it's weird, so you'd better be careful." Zhang Peng said.

"It's just a child, what's there to be afraid of." Li Chunsheng said.

"Then you go." Zhang Peng nodded.

They are all actionists, just do what they say, Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi immediately went downstairs and went to the opposite side. Zhang Peng hid in the stairwell, leaning out a little bit at the corner between the wall and the low wall, and observed it with a telescope.

Underneath the large window, the shadow of half a human head was still there. When I looked at it, my heart was cold and uncomfortable. Turning his head, the stairs behind him were empty and a little oozing.

"Soldiers?" Zhang Peng retracted his head and asked.

"Yes." Zou Binbin replied.

"Come and look down the stairs." Zhang Peng arranged.

"Oh." Zou Binbin walked over, squatted on the ground, and looked down the stairs while munching on melon seeds.

"Stand on your guard and don't get distracted." Zhang Peng said with a straight face.

"Below...... Is there something underneath? Zou Binbin suddenly paused, his face was afraid, and asked.

"There's nothing, I'm afraid that some residents will come up." Zhang Peng comforted, but he was very unhappy in his heart. This thing is more cowardly than him, it's really unreliable.