Wang Yong, male, 54 years old, works as a security guard in a factory that produces handicrafts, receiving a salary of 3,000 yuan a month, which is definitely low in an international metropolis like the local area, and it is very difficult to support his family.

But Wang Yong's life is quite good.

Because he is a demolition household.

took six houses in one go, and the monthly rent added up to at least 20,000 yuan, so he was also a security guard with peace of mind, and his monthly salary was pocket money.

Wang Yong's wife's name is Zhang Lingling, 51 years old, she has been living a retirement life at home after retiring last year, the husband and wife have only one son, and they have married and had children, but the young couple and the old couple do not live together, Zhang Lingling did not help bring her grandson, according to the neighborhood gossip, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not good.

It was Zhang Lingling who called Xu Ling.

Team Leader Xu, who has always been thoughtful, went to the police department after eating and asked his colleagues on the police desk today if they had received the alarm on Sanyuan Road, and his colleagues said no.

In other words, Zhang Lingling called Xu Ling directly after Wang Yong's death.

Xu Ling's analysis of this is probably because Zhang Lingling feels that Wang Yong's death is not suspicious, that is, the family of the deceased does not think that the deceased was murdered, but she does not like the gossip rumors that are in the dust: Wang Yong was scared to death by ghosts.

She turned to us for help nothing more than to refute this.

In the afternoon of the same day, Xu Ling and I went to Wang Yong's house together, with Lin Yi as his attendant.

Wang Yong lives in the splendid home on Sanyuan Road, which is a demolition and resettlement community, most of the owners in the community are demolition households, from the Mercedes-Benz and BMW parked at the entrance of the community to the Cayenne and Hummer in the underground parking lot, Lin Yi laughed while parking.

"What are you smirking at?" I yawned, opened the car door, and slapped Lin Yi on the back of the head.

Lin Yi shrank his head: "I was just thinking, the demolition household is a sweeping monk in the metropolis, this sentence is honest, just like Wang Yong, can you imagine that a security guard has six suites at home?" The city is indeed an international metropolis that can hit eight multimillionaires in ten with one billboard. ”

"There are a lot of ramblings." I sniffed again, and the stinky boy laughed like a convulsion.

Xu Ling followed and got out of the car: "Wang Yong's house is in 1602, let's go." ”

As a result, the elevator went on strike, which meant that we had to climb up to the sixteenth floor with our legs, and I suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave, and Lin Yi, the boy with convulsions, couldn't laugh.

In the end, we chose to climb the stairs slowly on two legs.

As soon as I entered the stairwell, I was startled, and the large white walls were written with red paint, and from the pungent smell and the pink marks faintly peeking through the white wall powder, it was easy to deduce that this scene did not happen on the first day.

The three of us scrambled upstairs, climbing from the first floor to the sixth floor in one breath, and on each of the six floors, someone wrote a huge injustice in red paint, the color was dazzling, the smell was pungent, and it was very uncomfortable.

The injustice is written with a dragon and a phoenix, probably written with a brush, the person who wrote has a rush to vent the emotion in his heart, the brush will keep dripping down when it is lifted from the paint bucket, the person has no scruples about these little things, so that along the way, even the ground has the naked eye, wisps of red oil.

The lotus root is broken, never broken, and red as blood.

Next to the window at the entrance of the seventh floor, Lin Yi stretched his head out of the window to breathe in the fresh air, and said with a bitter face: "You must ask, I'm afraid there is no shocking story here, I have seen someone splash red paint and write that they owe money to repay the debt, but I have never seen anyone who writes injustice, why don't you call the police if you are really wronged." ”

"I guess he thinks it's useless to call the police." climbed seven floors in one breath, Xu Ling has always been breathing smoothly and very quickly, she is considered a civilian policeman, not as good as the first-line, and her physical strength is not a grade.

Lin Yi retracted his head and it was my turn to breathe in the fresh air, no matter where his eyes looked, he could always catch a glimpse of the red letters on the white wall in his afterglow, and the sense of pervasive presence was very strong, coupled with being in a relatively narrow stairwell, people couldn't help but be upset and irritable.

"Now I think Wang Yong was scared to death by a ghost, maybe something really happened."

Xu Ling understood, looked left and right, and couldn't help asking, "Because of these?" ”

"If that's what the residents of this building see every day, it's really scary enough at night when it's dark, you know, hauntings usually scare themselves, but in fact many people are really scared to death by their own imagination." I replied.

Xu Ling said with a smile: "First of all, the elevator is a tool for going up and down the stairs, the probability of both elevators striking is very small, and the property will ensure at least one normal use, that is to say, the people who enter and exit the stairwell see these people as much as you think, and secondly, the staircase has lights, voice-activated lights, and there will not be the time when the black light you said is blind." ”

I was slapped in the face by Team Leader Xu, and I have no objection to this at all.

After laughing for a while, we resigned ourselves to continuing to climb up, and when we reached the thirteenth floor, we came across a woman in her forties.

Lin Yi, who was walking in the front at that time, was directly taken aback.

The middle-aged woman sat in the corner with her knees crossed, behind her was a white wall with injustices written on it, and a paint bucket with a brush diagonally inserted in the bucket, sitting there silently, like a wandering spirit.

Lin Yi didn't expect to meet such a person at all, so he was so frightened that he took three steps back, and almost knocked me off the stairs when I was caught off guard.

"Panicked." I helped Xu Ling, who was also scared.

Lin Yi tried his best to give me a look.

I understand that we just happened to bump into the scene, and it seems that the injustices from the first floor to the thirteenth floor were written by this middle-aged woman.

I looked at Xu Ling, Xu Ling thought about it for a while, and shook his head at me slightly, I understood what she meant, so the three of them no longer lined up sideways and walked up, but I took the lead, Xu Ling followed, and Lin Yi was the last, one by one, bypassing the middle-aged woman's side and continuing to go upstairs.

The middle-aged woman's head was buried in the crook of her arm, she couldn't see her expression, and her short hair was messy.

I couldn't tell what it was like to feel in my heart, and my emotions were a little complicated to bypass her, and I lifted my feet up the steps to fourteen.

One foot had just been put on it, and the other foot was suddenly grabbed by a cold hand.

My scalp was numb, and the force with which I twisted my head almost pulled me off.

A thin and pale hand gripped my ankle tightly, and the blue veins on the back of the hand emerged one by one, a skinny hand, and the owner of this hand was looking at me from a bottom-up angle, and the broken hair on her forehead fell on her face, unable to hide her bloodshot eyes.

"You're the police?"