The first thing I did when I got home was to search for Zhang Qing's information on the Internet, and I found it easily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Qing, a famous entrepreneur in Songhua City, chairman and CEO of Shenkang Pharmaceutical, is a billionaire. I was taken aback when I saw his photo, he had a pockmarked face, wasn't he the middle-aged man who picked up Ye Qingyu outside the police station. But why did he follow me?

Shenkang Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. is a leader in the pharmaceutical industry in this city, and the recently launched Qingshen Pill is said to have miraculous effects on mentally ill patients, and people who are not mentally ill can calm their minds after eating it, and it was bought out of stock just two months after it was launched. I took it once, but I gave up because it didn't have an effect on auditory hallucinations, and my sedative was also produced by Shenkang Pharmaceutical.

Such a medical tycoon actually sent someone to follow me, so I must have what he needs, what is it?

I thought about it carefully, we didn't seem to have anything to do with each other except Ye Qingyu before, did he think I was his rival in love, so he asked a private detective to secretly collect my information?

Grandma's leg, a well-known forum said that this person has been divorced three times, and now he is still in close contact with his second ex-wife. He looks old and ugly, what does Ye Qingyu like about him, is she a woman who worships money?

I found that after being cured of auditory hallucinations, my life was still very gloomy.

There were a lot of scolding him under the post, and I liked those posts one by one, but I still felt angry, so I registered a vest and started to post to scold him, which was supported by many netizens. After a while, I thought they were scolding too vulgarly, and a lot of blocked words under the post made me frown, and I suddenly felt that this was very boring, so I changed back to my original account.

After wandering around the forums for a while, one of the pinned posts caught my attention.

"What the hell did he see in the room?"

This is the title of the forum, in fact, the original post is a video sent by a mother, and the number of views has been more than 300,000. The post said that the mother noticed that her son had been acting strangely lately, and one day peeked into his phone and found that he had joined a suicide club online and was about to sign a suicide agreement.

The mother was frightened, so she took her son to see a psychiatrist, and after more than a month of treatment, she finally agreed not to contact her "suicide friend" on the Internet. But the mother was still not at ease, so she installed a camera in her son's room. This video is what happened in my son's room a few days ago.

In this world with a high incidence of mental illness, it is very normal for someone to set up several suicide clubs on the Internet, and recently there was news that our Songhua Municipal Government has announced that it has joined forces with more than a dozen large enterprises to establish a mental health foundation, preparing to build another 300 psychiatric hospitals in the next two years.

However, the title is really tempting, and the number of clicks is also very high, so I curiously clicked in and read it.

The video is black and white, initially showing his room, and from the perspective of the camera, it is supposed to be mounted on the ceiling light.

It's a very ordinary room, the walls are covered with posters of anime characters, and everything else is messy except for the computer on the desk, which is clean and tidy.

Obviously, the owner of this room is an otaku.

The date on the video shows the night before, at 19:34. Ten seconds later, a man quickly pushed the door in, seemingly frightened. He looked like he was about twenty years old, very fat, and his eyes were small. However, he was very tall, which could be seen by comparing it to the woman who had just walked in behind him.

The woman looked at the age and was talking about something, and the man yelled at her impatiently when he came in, and then pushed her out the door, she said a few more words, then sighed, and went out silently.

After the man closed the door, he angrily took a black object on the table and threw it on the ground, stood for a while, his trouser pocket lit up, he took out his mobile phone and sat on the chair in front of the table and looked at it, his hand tapping on the screen as if chatting with someone.

After two minutes, he turned on his computer and logged on to a website with a gloomy overall style, with a picture of a woman's face with blackened lips and bleeding from her eyes. This kind of website knows at a glance that it is the kind of website that needs to be blocked.

Is this the suicide club's web page? I thought to myself, the homepage is really bad.

He browsed the website for a while, started typing on the keyboard, and after five minutes, he slammed the mouse on the table a few times, then slammed the website shut, and opened a game to play.

It is estimated that the mouse was smashed by him, and he stopped playing for a long time, pushed the keyboard forward, and played with the mobile phone. The front of the video is normal, and ten minutes later, at 20:24, something strange happened.

He was lying on the bed playing with his phone, and suddenly looked to the side, and then his face began to change color, and he fell from the bed to the ground, and kept retreating, as if he saw something terrifying. But there's nothing on the video!

He kept smashing things around him forward, and the chair was smashed on the bed by him, and after a while, he panted and walked to the bed, picked up his phone, and walked to the door.

But he couldn't open the door, so he was so anxious that he moved his chair and smashed it towards the door. In fact, what he was holding in his hand just now was not the doorknob, and it was only air that was smashed, and he was really one meter away from the door.

Suddenly, the computer that had been dormant lit up, and my eyes widened in fright, and when I looked closely, it turned out that he had stepped on the keyboard on the ground.

He stared at the computer screen for a few seconds as if he had been immobilized, and then roared loudly, and I could imagine how scared he was from the shape of his mouth.

He stepped back step by step, leaned against the wall, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to make a call, and before he could finish pressing the phone, he threw it to the ground, as if the phone had suddenly become something terrible.

But his hand was still held weakly, as if the things in his hand had not been thrown away, he kept shaking his arm vigorously, his hair wet with sweat, and his fat face was full of anxiety and fear.

He looked at the computer as he shook it, his small eyes wide open, and his body desperately pushed back, as if he was about to squeeze into the wall. His gaze slowly moved from the computer screen to the ground and then to his feet, then opened his mouth wide and shouted a few times, and suddenly burst into tears.

He kept slamming his hand against the wall, crying and saying something, as if he was very sorry. As he spoke, his legs began to twitch and he fell to the ground in one fell swoop. He crawled to the table and straightened up to pull a pair of scissors out of a drawer.

He turned, his expression very painful, trembling all over, he took the scissors, closed his eyes, and slammed into his palm!!

The sharp blade of the scissors sank deep into his palm, and he opened his mouth wide, then closed it and began to pant frantically, and then he pulled out the scissors and continued to stab them into his wrist, then his arm.

Again and again.

Blood spurted out of the blood-red wound quickly, as if an artery had been cut. The ground around his arm was covered in blood, and the area of blood was slowly expanding.

He gasped for air, and some blood splattered on his fat face, staining his panicked face with a hint of hideousness.

Then he smiled, as if freed from the horror, his eyes slowly closed, and his expression became serene, as if he had seen the dark shadow of death.

Just when I thought he was dying of blood loss, the door opened, and his mother ran in with a key, took out her phone in a panic to make a call, and then scrambled to cover his wrist with the quilt, and then covered her mouth and began to cry.

Next, the paramedics came and carried him out, and his mother was gone, and in the empty room, the large pool of blood on the ground was extremely dazzling.

I don't know when the video will end, but I'm chilling, thinking back to the time in 207, as if I was completely controlled by hallucinations like this guy. Fortunately, I only saw Lao Wang's memory at the last moment of death, and although I was very puzzled, I finally survived.

And after curing auditory hallucinations, I can also date Ye Qingyu, a beautiful doctor, I don't want to and don't dare to care about other things anymore, I just want to live a life that ordinary people should have.

Most of the comments under the video suspect that this fat brother has schizophrenia, a small number of people think that it is a gimmick that he committed suicide, and some people say that this is the hype before the release of a certain movie.

I shook my head when I remembered the fear on the fat man's face when he first entered the room, and it seemed that few people would think that this was an illusion created by the room.

Not good! After lamenting for the fat brother, after closing the post, I suddenly remembered that since this was a fantasy generated by the room, then the room he lived in must be very dangerous, and neither his mother nor anyone else could enter that room again!

What to do? Contacting his mother? Fear of being considered mentally ill, or even someone who wants to take possession of her house; Alarm? Hehe, the police have to believe it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to make a post about what happened to me in room 207 and my awareness of this room illusion.

I wrote a long article about what happened the first time I went to Luoyan Hotel and the second time I went to 207. I hesitated for a moment and didn't write about Lao Wang's memory, because this memory involves Brother Dashan's illegal gold mining. I wrote later that once a horrific event had occurred in such a room, you must not enter it again.

As soon as this post came out, it really aroused discussion among netizens, and it was refined by the moderator twenty minutes later. I checked the comments, and sure enough, there were a lot of people who didn't believe it and questioned it. In particular, some people scolded me for lying and confusing the public, and before long, someone came to check the water meter and so on. The scolding was very ugly, and I looked at it and ignored them.

I tried hard to persuade the world, but I was misunderstood and even insulted by the world, but I didn't mind, I suddenly felt that my realm had been raised to a very high level.

Luckily, there were some people who said they would never go to such a room again, which gave me some relief. Another netizen asked me where Luo Yan's Hotel was, and he wanted to go and see it, but I refused.

But this netizen is very interesting, he told me that although he believes in this kind of weird things, but since I can be safe, it means that this kind of room will not be completely dead, and said that he likes to go to this kind of scary place to find excitement.

He also added my friend and said that we could talk about this in the future, and I was so made by him that I couldn't laugh or cry, so I quit the forum after chatting with him for a few words.