The idea of the owner of the seventh floor is simpler.

He didn't believe in it himself, and he didn't plan to sell or rent it, so it didn't matter how terrible the rumors were.

But this time he did have time, and the property man said miserably on the phone again, so he came over to take a look.

The group went to the sixth floor first.

The property took out the shoe covers that had been prepared long ago and let everyone get dressed.

As a result, as soon as you settle down, it is a very obvious footprint

"Ah, the windows are closed and there's so much dust."

The self-employed sneered: "Yes, no one has come to see the house for almost four months, of course there is a lot of dust."

[Can make the agent give up this business, this homeowner is also a talent]

[Buyers are not used to it, people have new houses and cheap second-hand houses to choose from, and there is really no need to choose this]

[Wow, suddenly I sympathize with this man, and I have such a relative]

People in the property were checked in and out, and people from the program team also carried cameras to take pictures.

After discussion, only Qiu Yu, Tang Taiyi, Tuanzi and Xu Huan entered the room to check on the guests, so as to avoid causing too much trouble to the self-employed.

Self-employed people already want to mess up.

"Whatever you want, come in and see."

"No, no," Tuanzi hurriedly waved his hand, "We're still live broadcasting, what if your brother sees the show and blames you for letting too many people in?"

She counted them and felt that this number should be within the acceptable range of normal people.

The self-employed person was stunned, and his expression was a little complicated.

[I translated the expression for him: strangers care more about me than my brother]

[Alas, sympathy]

[Hey, if Gu Miaomiao really cares about his mood, he won't go in, he will go in and say this kind of thing again, it's a bit hypocritical, an afterthought]

Not many people entered the room, but there were many onlookers at the door, including Aunt Du and other residents who wanted to see the excitement.

Some residents want to see the excitement, but unfortunately it is lunch time soon, and many people in the family are waiting to be fed, so they can only go back to cook.

The minifigures who entered the room took a closer look and made sure that no one had been in the house recently, and that they had not found anything that could make a footstep sound.

Everyone could only go to the seventh floor, and there were even fewer things on the seventh floor, and according to the young people, many relics were put away and sent to their hometown for safekeeping, and the house was naturally empty with only some basic furniture.

After a lot of tossing, it's past lunch time.

The young man scratched his hair and asked the person at the property, "I have seen it, I think it must be something that science can explain that we can't explain ourselves." Even if you call the police, the police are coming, there is only so much that can be checked, right?"

I have seen it with my own eyes, and the people of the property are not good to say anything and send the young man away.

But the self-employed are miserable, the house has not been checked out, but the footsteps still exist, and the house cannot be sold.

He made a transatlantic phone call to tell him about it, but was criticized by his brother.

"It's all a non-existent thing, you can sell it at the previous price."

The self-employed person collapsed, "Even if there is no rumor, it will not be sold for the previous price." There are more and more new houses, and the houses here are only going to get less and less valuable."

My brother didn't listen, thinking that he was useless and couldn't find good guests, or he wasn't attentive enough.

"Have you ever treated me as a brother and refused to let you do some trivial things?" ….

[My fist is hard and I want to hit someone]

[Can you bear this? 】

[That's my brother, can you bear it? ] 】

The self-employed was red-faced and couldn't say a word.

However, the onlookers said a few fair words, and some people loudly persuaded the homeowner to sell it at a low price as soon as possible, otherwise it would not be able to sell it in the future, and it could only be smashed into his hands.

They all emigrated, and they don't have to manage neighborhood relations, and the homeowner yelled a few words directly on the phone.

Several residents pouted, pouting and preparing to leave.

One person had some regrets in his heart.

It's been so big, the program team has been invited, and it's actually returned

Refusing to sell at a low price, the owner is really a miser, and she has wasted so much time in vain.

At that moment, a child's voice sounded.

"Found it, that's the voice!"

Everyone looked over one after another, and saw Tuanzi holding his mobile phone, and said happily, "The footsteps I heard yesterday are this sound, and the rhythm is very similar!"

She pressed the play button directly in front of everyone. Soon there was the sound of footsteps on the phone.

At first, everyone didn't think about it, and they didn't know what she wanted to say, but soon, a few residents showed strange expressions.

"Speaking of which, every time I've heard it before, it seems like it's true." A resident on the fifth floor said.

Several others nodded.

Even the guests who had been listening to the footsteps against the wall for a long time last night nodded.

"yes, that's the rhythm."

[Why can't I understand what they're saying, aren't the footsteps just footsteps]

[The footsteps are also rhythmic, and the footsteps made by different people are different, tall, short, fat, thin, wearing high heels, wearing sneakers, wearing slippers, and the sound is different]

The footsteps are only 30 seconds, and the dango is set to repeat the playback, so everyone will hear the repeated footsteps every 30 seconds.

When I didn't think about it, I didn't think there was anything, but once I thought about it, all kinds of speculations popped up.

【？？？ 】

[So last night's footsteps were actually recorded playback?] 】

[Sure enough, it's not haunted, but haunted! ] 】

[No, how could Miao Miao have thought of this? 】

The doubts of the audience are also the doubts of the guests.

"Miao Miao thinks this voice is very familiar, as if I heard it when I was on the Internet before, so I searched it casually." Dango innocent face.

The truth is that last night she and her senior brother flew around the building, flew to the sixth or seventh floor, and turned down again. I found that after midnight, someone in the house directly below actually turned on the lights.

Although the other party quickly turned off the lights, Tuanzi was still curious to take a closer look.

Worried about exposing other people's privacy, she also covered the camera with her hand in advance.

When I looked at it, I realized that something was wrong.

After becoming suspicious, the system tried to record the footsteps and compare them with the voices on the Internet, and just now, the comparison results came out.

The self-employed person was furious: "So it's man-made? Who is it? Why?"

Tuanzi looked at Aunt Du who was trying to leave, and then looked back at Taiyi.

She had some suspicions, but the evidence was insufficient, and she was hesitant to identify them.

Tan Taiyi glanced around and said lightly, "You think for yourself."

The self-employed person was stunned, and after a few seconds, an inspiration flashed, "Do you want my brother to sell the house at a low price?"

Both the guests and the audience felt that this guess was very reasonable.

[I suddenly remembered that yesterday they said that it was more like it came from downstairs]

[Then the most suspicious person is the person who lives directly below, they can directly record the sound and put it against the ceiling]

[Speaking of which, does anyone know the source of the haunting rumors?] Who was the first to say that footsteps were heard? 】

[That Aunt Du over there]

[Don't doubt whether people are good or not, there is no evidence]

It is true that the evidence is insufficient, but when the camera turned to Aunt Du, Aunt Du's face changed, and she turned around and left.

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