We had just smashed a mobile phone, and before we could breathe a sigh of relief, the strange screeching phone ringtone rang again, this time from An An's backpack.

In the ruins of a deserted medieval castle, how can a strange call not make people feel chilled.

An An pulled open his backpack and took out the mobile phone as quickly as possible, and when he saw it, it was a black mobile phone that was exactly the same as the one he had just broken, it was flashing non-stop, An An frowned, and answered the call directly.

Looking at her expression, I knew that the mobile phone number that came from the call was hidden, but An An was not like Yuan Meng, she only waited for three seconds, and the other party didn't speak, so she directly broke the mobile phone.

Too passive! We are in a very bad situation. I felt a little anxious, and even complained that An An and Yuan Meng were so nervous that they didn't find out that they had hidden their mobile phones in their backpacks.

But thankfully I didn't say it, because the strange shrill bell rang again, like a lingering spell.

I couldn't believe my ears because the bell was coming from my backpack.

How is this possible! I can swear to God that my backpack has never left me more than a meter along the way. And I've been very careful to take care of it, but the naked reality in front of me has seriously hit my self-confidence.

From unloading the backpack to opening it, and then rummaging through the sounds, my series of movements took less than three seconds in total, and as I jerked open the compartment of the backpack, I was stunned by the iron-like reality in front of me, and there was a black cell phone lying lying inside, waiting for someone to answer, just like the first two, which made me stunned.

How can it be! I took out this phone that magically ran into my backpack, no matter how unbelievable, but he was also the truth, and I almost trembled to answer this weird call. Although the caller's number is still hidden.

I put my phone to my ear, and I finally heard the deathly silence on the other side of the earpiece, so much so that I had to believe that it was a call from hell.

Three seconds, a long, short wait, and no sound from there.

With a hard fist, the phone completely deformed in my hand, and then I threw the wreckage away.

I was very frustrated, and Yuan Meng and An An also had no idea at all at this time. The intense uneasiness enveloped the three of us in an eerie atmosphere.

However, our nightmare did not end, the harsh mobile phone music hypnotic bell rang for the fourth time, and the three of us were so frightened at the same time that we suddenly shuddered, Huo Di raised his head together, looked at each other in shock, and at the same time saw an inexplicable panic in each other's eyes.

But this time the screeching ringtone of the cell phone didn't come from the backpack of any of the three of us, this time the sound was a little ethereal, probably from somewhere nearby.

We immediately followed the sound, and soon found that the ghostly ringing bell was actually coming from the white violet flowers that were blooming in front of us. I was afraid that there would be an accident, so I asked Yuan Meng and An An to wait in place, and I resolutely separated the flowers alone and walked in cautiously.

The power of the flashlight was almost running out, and even the light was dim, but I relied on my excellent eyesight, and unexpectedly found a paper bag at the root of a white violet three steps away from the flowers, and after opening it, I found a fourth black iPhone.

This time, I didn't answer rashly, but held up a flashlight and carefully observed the surrounding ground through the not enough light, but I didn't find any clues, let alone footprints, and even the flowers near the paper bag were not forcibly separated. That's weird!

I took my phone suspiciously and returned to An An and Yuan Meng's side.

He handed the mobile phone to An An, and he and Yuan Meng studied the white paper that wrapped the mobile phone, such copy paper is extremely common in office buildings, but it is very strange to appear in the ruins of this medieval castle.

I saw that there was nothing on it except for a hand-drawn sketch of a skull in the center. There were no words or stamps, like a blank piece of paper that had been randomly rummaged through a garbage can.

Since there is no text message, Yuan Meng and I can only find clues from the pictures, but in the face of such a simple pencil sketch, we can't see what its meaning is.

And I'm sure it's definitely not the monogram of the famous secret elite society "The Skull and Bones", because the three Arabic numerals "332" are missing from the underside of the skull.

When Yuan Mengzheng and I were puzzled, An An's mobile phone that was studying suddenly rang again.

Originally, due to a long time of not answering, the phone was cut off, An An took the opportunity to quickly browse the programs and files inside the phone, but found that this was a new mobile phone that had just been opened, and there was no trace of use in it.

When she was opening a program, the monotonous ringtone of the Apple phone rang again, I can responsibly say that I didn't like its exclusive ringtone before, and now I hate this strange movement even more!

An An put the phone in the palm of her hand, I stepped forward with Yuan Meng, I gave An An a look, she quickly swiped on the screen showing a string of hidden numbers, and then gritted her teeth and clicked the hands-free button.

The hollow and deep dead silence was completely expected, but the skin of the three of us quickly passed through a chill at the same time, just like a basin of ice water poured on the head of the thirty-nine days, cold from the head to the soles of the feet.

I bit my lip and was about to snatch it and smash it, but the microphone suddenly remembered a noisy and harsh interference sound, like a radio station with a bad signal, and the noise squeaked and irritated our extremely sensitive eardrums.

However, we are disgusted and nervous about this sound, and in the emptiness of nothingness, we finally have a different sound, but this does not mean that it has any specific meaning.

Our three pairs of eyes stared intently at the tiny phone, expecting it to make a more specific sound.

But this hateful squeak seemed to be unwilling to stop, and it kept ringing. I couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Just when the three of us were all impatient, the cacophony of the phone disappeared with a screech, so quickly and so suddenly that I thought the call was over. But it didn't.

"Run! In the attic ......" mobile phone microphone, a voice that seemed to come from another world suddenly sounded, and the hollowness was weird and chilling. But after saying these few words, the devilish voice, as if it had appeared out of nowhere, disappeared suddenly. At the same time, the mobile phone call also ended.

This simple sentence made the hairs on our whole body stand up, "Run!" In the attic...... "This seems to be an incomplete warning, is it a well-intentioned or a trap of the enemy?" Who is he? Friend or foe?

A series of question marks exploded in our minds in an instant, and we were at a loss for a moment.

In my confusion, I accidentally glanced up, and suddenly I was shocked, "Where!" I yelled as I pointed to a building in front of me.

Yuan Meng and An An looked over like lightning, but they only saw a flash of light, which flashed and went out at the highest point of the very damaged attic.

But that's enough!

I don't know who shouted, but we flew towards the dilapidated attic.

Approaching, we rushed up the ancient staircase, which was about to collapse, like a gust of wind. I believe that even if the speed of our upstairs is compared to Bolt's best record of 100 meters, it must not be too much.

We rushed up to the attic on the top floor, only to see that there was still an intact door in the attic, tightly closed. I was pressed for time, and I didn't see if the door was locked, but when I got closer, I kicked the wooden door that was in the way, and the broken planks flew into the attic door.

stepped and twisted my waist, I was just about to rush in recklessly, Yuan Meng hurriedly grabbed me, pushed me aside, raised his flashlight and shone it in.

We hurriedly looked inside, and saw that the attic was dusty and dirty, but there was not even a ghost!

Ran away? So fast! I muttered in disappointment, our speed was so perverted that I was sure it would be impossible for anyone to escape silently from the top of the attic before we reached it, unless there was a tunnel in this ancient attic.

If the assumption is true, then we have clearly been designed.

Let's hope there's a little bit of a clue left here! Thinking to myself, I cautiously walked into the attic.

When I came in, I found that it was not high, and my head was about to touch the torn and cracked roof. And the area is not large, seven or eight square meters, the ground was originally a long brick floor, at this time covered with a thick layer of dust.

I took a flashlight and was pleasantly surprised to see that the ground was full of dirty footprints, and by the dim light of the flashlight, I looked further forward and saw a dilapidated wooden table next to the window in the attic where the window assembly no longer existed.

With full doubts, I stepped forward, only to see that there was a chair in front of this shabby wooden table, although these things were old but really modern, I touched the table top and the chair quilt, only a thin layer of dust, indicating that this table and chair had indeed been used by someone a few days ago. Otherwise it wouldn't have been so clean, that's for sure, because there are many fresh footprints on the ground to back it up.

That's not all, in the middle of the table, there is also a black iPhone.

When I picked it up, I saw that the phone was turned off, and there was a light layer of dust on it, and it seemed that no one had touched it for at least two or three days.

But the question is, whose phone does it belong to? Who is setting up a pair of shabby chairs here, in a high attic, is there something to watch so high?

I stood at the table and looked down at the blooming white violet flowers. Maybe we were just getting angry with the ghost call, and a pair of eyes were looking at us mockingly. Thinking of this, I shuddered and at the same time became furious!

At this time, Yuan Meng and An An walked over after touching the narrow attic.

An An said that there were no mechanisms or secret passages here, and if there were, she wouldn't know about it, and it was impossible for her to find it.

That's weird! I scratched my head, could it be that the thing that was spying on me just now was jumping from the window? I glanced at the bottom of the attic, although it was not too high, but it was still ten stories high, and if we jumped, even if he fell and he didn't die, we would have to make a lot of noise to make us notice.

I showed the mobile phone on the table to Yuan Meng and An An, "I found it on the table, it seems that no one has touched it for several days, this table and this chair are both, and there should be no one here for several days!" ”

An An thought about it and said, "Then how do you explain that flash just now?" ”

I pointed to the phone, "Maybe it's it!" ”