Ning Qianyun didn't talk too much nonsense with He Wanhe, after the two chatted for a while, He Wanhe said to invite him to eat, Ning Qianyun refused on the grounds that she had no appetite, He Wanhe also understood, in fact, she didn't have much appetite, before leaving, she gave Ning Qianyun her private number, and then repeatedly told him to pay attention to safety, and finally left reluctantly.

After He Wanhe left, Ning Qianyun suddenly felt that the house was a lot deserted, people like him were used to being lonely for a long time, and occasionally there were one or two people, who would instantly feel lively, but as soon as people left, that feeling of coldness and desolation suddenly occupied his heart.

Now is not the time to sigh about life, the crisis has not yet been resolved.

Ning Qianyun cheered himself up, and then, he spent two hours turning over the entire house, and many dead corners that he hadn't paid attention to before were specially checked carefully, just to find out if there were similar monitors.

When your life is monitored by people who don't know, that creepy feeling, I can't imagine, maybe dig a nose, there are people laughing at you in front of the screen.

Theoretically, there should be no such monitor, Ning Qianyun put this little thing in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully, it seems that there is nothing special, but who put the monitor.

Ning Qianyun thought about it, the administrator He Bo would definitely not do such a boring thing, an authentic person from G City like He Bo, relying on the urban village transformation plan of G City, earning a considerable amount of rent, is what he wants to see the most, and with his own understanding of He Bo, he is not the kind of severe psychopath who is enough to hide his true thoughts.

And who else can enter his house but him?

Ning Qianyun thought of the woman with long hair, she had a **, she could open her door.

"Gee, how did I forget about this." Ning Qianyun suddenly remembered that he woke up that day and found that there was long hair on the ground, but because of a phone call from Yang Liu, he forgot about it.

I was absolutely not dazzled that day, and I really had a meter of hair.

It's a pity that I mopped the whole house just now, and I guess that long hair has been waiting in the sewer for a long time.

Ning Qianyun returned to his room, lay on the bed, and looked at the yellowing ceiling.

In fact, there is only one possibility now, someone sneaks in while they are not there, and puts the monitor in front of the TV.

Who is this man?

What is he or she going to do?

Ning Qianyun got up suddenly, picked up the pen and paper on the bedside table, and wrote down a few clues.

This person is a woman, about one meter six tall, thin, with very long hair, writing this, Ning Qianyun paused, added a bracket, and added, it may also be a wig.

Clue 2, Yang Liu told her sister Yang Zi that she was missing many times, and said that she had found me.

Here, Ning Qianyun drew two more diagonal lines, because there are two situations here, one is that Yang Liu is not lying, and the other is that Yang Liu is lying.

If Yang Liu didn't lie, then the person who did these things was probably Yang Zi, and now he can't contact Yang Liu, which also means that Yang Liu has encountered some kind of unpredictable trouble.

On the other hand, if the willow itself is lying, then things become simpler.

Ning Qianyun sighed, it was hard to find Yang Liu and regain his good feelings for her, why did it suddenly become so complicated, now Chinese New Year's Eve, he is still unknown whether he has a wife in this life.

Cold water, hot water?

Ning Qianyun looked at the whirlpool on the ground, the small pipe mouth was like a bottomless pit, bottomless, no matter how much water went in, it could digest it, and it would never spit it out again.

Maybe taking a cold shower now will make you more sober.

Ning Qianyun has a bad habit that is not bad or bad, when the weather is hot, he always has to take a bath many times.

"Eh, what is this?" Ning Qianyun frowned, and wiped the water droplets on the tip of his nose with his index finger, which had a rusty smell and was a little yellowish.

Before Ning Qianyun could raise his head to take a look, a few more yellow droplets of water dripped down on it, this time directly on his forehead, flowing down quickly from both eye sockets, and the strong smell made Ning Qianyun couldn't help but sneeze.

Ning Qianyun hurriedly flushed his face with the cold water from the shower, then turned off the cold water, took a step back, and looked up at the white railway window that was only the size of a book.

After living in it for so long, Ning Qianyun really didn't pay attention to this small railway window.

Ning Qianyun stared at this railway window, and suddenly he seemed to see a pair of eyes inside, and they were also looking at him there, Ning Qianyun couldn't help but shudder, and in the blink of an eye, it was dark inside, and there seemed to be nothing.

What can be seen is the yellow sap that keeps coming together at the edges of the grid, and then under the influence of gravity, one drop, two drops. "What are these?" Ning Qianyun wondered.

How can these-like things drip from there?

No, no, I should say how can there be such a thing on the top of the bathroom? If it's a vent, how can it be installed here? If it's a sewer opening, it's impossible to install it here.

It's weird.

Ning Qianyun picked up a relatively long hanger and poked it, and all the juice on the edge of the iron window of the grid fell down instantly, and a nausea feeling poured in his stomach. But Ning Qianyun seemed to be using too much force, and with a bang, the entire grid iron window fell from the ceiling.

What's on it?

Just when Ning Qianyun was still thinking, a lot of thread-like things suddenly appeared from the black mouth above, accompanied by a violent sound of running water. Ning Qianyun opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, and at this time, his pupils reflected dense hair, which was spurting out from that opening.

In addition to "spewing out", Ning Qianyun really couldn't think of any words to describe it.

Only two seconds later, the long bundle of hair was stuck in the black hole like a dying man, but the ends of the long hair didn't touch the slippery ground.

This reminded Ning Qianyun of the dream he had before, dreaming that there were many human heads in those long hairs, and among them was his own. But this time it wasn't a dream, it was a real thing. What Ning Qianyun didn't expect was that this was far more terrifying than a dream.

Ning Qianyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes looked up along his long hair, and there seemed to be a little white edge in the black opening, as if something was stuck there, and the white edge seemed to be constantly flowing yellow juice, and there was also a little bit of red.

Ning Qianyun's first reaction was head!

There was a man who was washed down by the water, and then followed the impetus of the water and flowed here......

But this is not over, Ning Qianyun heard the sound of running water again, and the long hair in front of him seemed to be pushed hard, and he squeezed it forward, and the white area on the edge was obviously larger.

Ning Qianyun's back was pressed against the wall, his teeth chattering, and he slowly lifted the hanger in his hand, trying to brush away the dense hair.

But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door.