This is the second part of the sound in hell that Peng Liang said, a total of nine minutes in length, spliced together by three telephone recordings, full of all kinds of terrifying non-human and non-ghost sounds: the sound of clucking teeth, the laughter of the quacking duck, the sound of a woman muttering to herself but soon understanding that it could not be a human voice, the whimpering cry, the sound of water, the sound of smacking the mouth, a dry hey-hey-he Then there was a scream, not like a human being, but like a dry and dead tree, painful and dumb, and the last half minute was only a sizzling sound of interference, nothing else.

After listening to the full recording, it's time to listen to the parsed version. Peng Liang debugged it, and didn't put it directly, but turned his head and told me to be mentally prepared.

I got up and poured a glass of water to drink, took another deep breath, and nodded at him, indicating that I was mentally prepared.

He told me to sit down, and I sat down obediently before he pressed play.

I thought that there would be a more terrifying and tragic massacre than the previous one, so Peng Liang would tell me to be mentally prepared so solemnly. But no, there are no gunshots, no howls, no killings, no hurried quarrels and desperate sighs in the parsed version of the recording.

This is a lonely and helpless Chinese girl calling her sister for help.

Three phone calls, spliced into a nine-minute audio file, the most frequent sentence is: Sister, help me.

Here's what the girl said in order, excluding the incessant sobbing and sobbing sounds and the occasional sudden scream of fear:

"Sister, the legend is true, there are a lot of dried corpses preserved in a special way, a lot, the armor of the Qin period, buried standing up, with gold water flowing in the eyes, a lot, densely packed everywhere. I can't get out, sister, the way back was blocked by Lao Zheng, Lao Zheng calculated us, he blocked the only way, wanted to bury us inside, Yin Saburo was seriously injured, bleeding a lot, fainted in the main tomb, I don't know what happened now, we wanted to save him but everyone scattered when we ran into the organ, I only have one person, sister, I only have one person, sister, save me, save me, sister. Lu Qing is dead, Hong Zhaojun is also dead, sister, I'm dying too, sister help me, save me, sister......"

From beginning to end, I cried so hard that I was desperate to the point of complete collapse, I clutched my chest, unable to breathe, and my mind was full of images of this young girl struggling to find a way out in the depths of an ancient tomb and facing death.

Except for the key points just now, the rest is basically repeating "so cold", "so dark", "help me", "I can't see the way", "I'll die here", and so on.

By the last half minute, the girl's voice was very weak, she was basically in a near-death state, and what she said was almost a confession. Thank you sister for taking care of her for so many years; I hope my sister doesn't try to find her body, it's too dangerous; The house is for my sister and the money is for my mother......

She just muttered and said, and the more she said it, the softer it became, and my heart was broken, and I thought that if I were her sister, listening to this recording, I would definitely faint and be in pain.

The last sentence of the recording is: "Sister, I want to be a sister to you in the next life." ”

And then it's gone.

I stroked my chest for a long time, and my ears were full of the girl's desperate cry for help, sister help me, help me. Sister......

I thought that if I were her sister, I would definitely fight to save it, no matter how much resistance there was, I would try my best to save it.

Peng Liang patiently waited for my face to finally improve before telling me that he had done eight in-depth analyses of the two recordings, cross-comparing each band, judging from the way of radio interference, it was in the same place as the previous recording, but the first recording used equipment such as a tape recorder, and this one was a call from a mobile phone.

And the time is not the same.

The date is clearly dated in the previous Japanese recording, which is June 1937, and there is no time in the recording of the young girl, but the document posted online at that time has a date of September 2010, which is five years ago in the autumn.

Peng Liang said: "In the autumn of five years ago, do you have any impressions? If you really care about the tomb of King Jin Jue and have done a serious investigation, you should be a little impressed. ”

I pursed my lips, but I knew in my heart that he could see the answer in my expression. Yes, I know, legend has it that Yin Saburo's right eye was injured and blinded by a mechanism when he robbed the tomb of King Jinjue in the autumn of five years, and it is said that the operation was very well prepared, but it still ended in a fiasco. Dai Furong heard that only Yin Saburo came out of the tomb alive, but from the analysis of his behavior of chasing and killing Su Mosen everywhere later, Su Mosen also came out alive. This recording just explains the reason for Yin Saburo's revenge: Su Mosen calculated them, blocked the entrance and buried all the people in his companions alive in the tomb of King Jin Jue.

Su Mosen is the "Lao Zheng" that the girl in the recording said, Zheng Yinru.

Peng Liang said that from the two recordings, with the clues from all aspects of the investigation, it can be determined that the tomb of King Jinjue, which the world covets for hundreds of thousands of years, is not far from Qianzhou, and there is no need to say that there are treasures in the primeval forest sandwiched between Jiangcheng and the two neighboring cities.

Then there is the statement of immortality, judging from the content of the first recording, it is not an elixir as people think, but should be closer to the word "art", it may be a certain way, or it may be surgery, after all, it is real in the tomb of King Jinjue. In the thirties, there was a group of people in the tomb of King Jin Jue to do human experiments, presumably to study the art of immortality, one of the experiments codenamed "KC" failed, resulting in a tragedy, the subject in turn slaughtered the experimenter, corpses everywhere.

I nodded in agreement.

At the same time, I thought of another thing that had left a blank slate in my mind.

The specific location of the so-called "Pandora Functional Dysmorphic Syndrome Research Center" where Chang Kun and them are located must also be in that primeval forest.

This is a terrifying thought.

I was so tired and felt a little prostration.

Peng Liang was fine, his eyes were sharp, and there was a quiet sense of satisfaction in his expression, as if he was happy to help me investigate this.

I was too tired to do it, and the impact of the recording of the girl begging my sister to save her just now was too great, and my brain was too dull, so I couldn't think about the faint things that were not quite right in Peng Liang's body, and then I only felt lucky when I finally thought about it, and even a little lucky.

Peng Liang told me that the second recording should have been posted on the Internet by the girl's sister to ask for help to analyze it, and then it spread and caused a storm.

Because of the radio interference, my sister received the call when there was only a murmur, it was impossible to hear the content, she recorded it and put it on the Internet, someone helped her do the analysis, and then caused an uproar, the TV news broadcast the "call from hell", and then it was refuted and deleted, and finally sank into the deep web, only the hackers are still interested.

A hacker did a series of searches based on the voiceprint, and thought that the real name of the girl in the recording was Yu Meilu, a young girl who had returned from studying in Japan.

It's Japan again, and it seems that the Japanese side also has the strength to get involved in the operation of stealing the tomb of King Jinjue five years ago.

The Fujiwara family, for the art of immortality, can be regarded as seeing the seams, doing their best, and doing everything.

I silently remembered the girl's name in my heart, Yu Meilu. said a thousand things, she was killed by Su Mosen.

Peng Liang went to the kitchen to cook food, he is really a person who can enjoy life, turn on the music, very soothing classical piano music, step on the rhythm and cut vegetables slowly, there is a sense of elegance.

I curled up motionless on the couch, carefully and slowly combing through what I knew, piecing together the outline of a great conspiracy.

Before, I couldn't figure out why they were going to dig out their minds to find the tomb of King Jinjue, and I thought that they really wanted to resurrect the nine thousand Yin soldiers and dead soldiers inside to make trouble like the legend, it was really funny, they just wanted to go back to the experimental base they had run for several generations and dozens of generations, the massacre in 1937 happened suddenly, they escaped without any preparation, and they had to go back and reorganize their previous efforts.

I believe that the key to immortality must be left in the tomb of King Jin Jue, it may be some kind of special medicine, or it may be a formula, or it may be a method.

They should have lost the password of the tomb door, or the person who had the password died in the massacre, so they couldn't go back, and it was inevitable that the Yin family would find other ways to enter, such as digging a robbery hole to enter the tomb first, and then trying to open the main entrance of the tomb from the inside.

It seems clear to think about it, but there seems to be something wrong, like a puzzle game when there is a piece misspelled, awkward, but you can't see it.

I felt so tight in my chest that I couldn't breathe, and I got up and walked to the end of the living room, wanting to take a few breaths of fresh air on the balcony. Peng Liang was worried that someone would sneak into the house to assassinate him, so he was very careful everywhere, the windows and curtains were closed, the air could not circulate, and the light was dim, so it was inevitable to be depressed after staying for a long time. I respected Peng Liang, so I shouted to the kitchen before opening the curtains, asking him if he could open the window to let in some air. He said yes while stir-frying.

I had already pulled the curtains with my two hands and brushed them to both sides, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window leading to the balcony were wide open.

With the action of pulling the curtains, suddenly a thrilling bell rang, and I was dizzy as if I was instantly enchanted, and my head hurt sharply, and I couldn't slow down for a long time.

This bell rings from nowhere, as if it has a deadly function.