He's dead?

I was stunned.

It stands to reason that this little girl's grade should be in middle school now.

Such a good year, say no, no?

However, at this time, it is no wonder that Zheng Yunyun has become the person who is not a ghost or a ghost.

I threw the phone back to Lin Bao and pondered.

The situation is more complicated than I thought.

"How did the little girl die?"

"Hang yourself."

Lin Bao took a deep puff of cigarette and sprayed it into the ceiling.

I was silent for a long time, only the cigarette butts kept going on and off.

"I don't know the specific reason, the secret of a few years ago is really difficult to verify, after all, I don't have the ability to transfer the files of the police station."

Lin Bao said, taking out a small note.

"But I asked for an address, their family used to live there, and Zheng Qian'er hanged herself there, you can try your luck nearby, maybe there are neighbors who know the reason."

I didn't talk nonsense, I took out the five thousand yuan I borrowed from Lin Bao from my pocket, threw him two packs of cigarettes, and I got up and left.

The information given by Lin Bao is very crucial.

At least I can have a vine in my hand now.

Looking at the address, the community is called Jinhe Community, which belongs to the old-fashioned high-end community.

The location is close to the business district and there are also local famous schools nearby.

Although more than ten years have passed, the house has been slightly dilapidated, but the housing prices in this place have not gone down.

Walking into the community, the security guards on the left and right sides touched their heels and saluted with a snap.

"Welcome home~home~!"

The tone turns two times in a row, just like singing a big opera.

I nodded lightly and walked in with a grimace.

To be honest, this rich man's formalism looks like a pure clown to me.

But when this slightly hilarious form becomes a status symbol, it makes normal people passing by start to doubt themselves.

Hehe.

Capitalism of all evils.

I shook my head, pulled my mask and hat out of my pocket and put them on so I wouldn't be recognized.

Six buildings 606.

A batch of numbers that are smooth.

Such a house cannot be bought at all after the opening.

Such beautiful houses have basically been left to those local bigwigs.

It can be seen that Zheng Yunyun's background is strong.

Since Zheng Qian'er died, this place has become a murderous mansion.

Although Zheng Yunyun's family also moved out, this murderous mansion was not disposed of.

Of course, Zheng Yunyun doesn't care about the money, this house is her last memory of her deceased daughter.

Although the community is high-end, there is still no shortage of some elderly people.

I spent an afternoon strolling, chatting with the old people and searching for news.

But it seems that everyone doesn't know about the six buildings 606.

Seeing that it was getting dark, I still couldn't ask for a clue.

It seems that no one knows about 606 in the sixth building, but the people who know about it have either moved away or have been moved.

Since you can't find out the news, you can only go in and take a look yourself.

Having made up my mind, I decided to go out and get some props first.

When I used to play outside, I also got to know a lot of people from three religions and nine streams.

Among them, there are many sliding doors and locks.

They have in their hands a tool that thieves can use.

It looks like a small cylinder, with a disposable miniature gas tank at the end.

Stick the gas nozzle into the keyhole and pour the gas inside into the lock cylinder, and the steel inside will quickly become brittle.

The head of the cylinder is a stubby steel column, and when the switch is pressed, a huge thrust is generated inside, pushing the steel column to fly out.

This thing is so powerful that it can directly shatter the brittle lock cylinder.

The noise caused is also not very large, which is very suitable for the layman to use.

I wore a mask and hat and quickly bought things back.

After wandering back and forth on the street a few more times, I made sure that I was not being followed, so I found a restaurant and ate a few dumplings desperately.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, I returned to the community.

Tonight the moon is dark and the wind is high.

It's the kind of weather that's perfect for doing some crooked things.

Most of the residents have fallen asleep, and there are only a few overtime workers in the community who are in a hurry and are in a hurry to go home.

I tried to avoid surveillance and pedestrians, and slowly touched the sixth.

Approaching the door of the unit, I couldn't help but frown.

The unit door in this community is locked, and I waited for a long time in the afternoon before I met someone coming out of the six buildings, so I did something on the door so that it could not be completely closed.

But in front of me, a person dressed in black and wearing a mask and hat was tinkering with something in front of the door.

"It's good luck."

I couldn't help but curse.

But fortunately, this person also seems to be in a hurry to go home.

After fiddling for a while, he pushed open the door and quickly walked inside.

I hurried out, and while the door was not closed, I also got into the hallway.

Fortunately, my current body is driven by resentment, otherwise I would have to gasp for breath in these few steps just now.

If you listen closely, the man is going upstairs, but his steps are also very light, and if you don't listen carefully, you can hardly hear it.

Confused, I began to walk slowly upstairs.

The footsteps above stopped, no more, no less, and it happened to stop on the sixth floor.

I chuckled inwardly.

If I meet someone from Zheng Yunyun's family, I will send it to the door by myself.

But the sound of the key opening the door was not sounded for a long time.

I cautiously shifted my steps, catching a glimpse of the black figure, pouting at the keyhole.

The subtle clicking sound kept ringing.

It looks like it's still a high-level game, and it's a very difficult wire to open the door.

This technique is not a professional, and it is basically impossible to play.

I wanted to laugh to myself.

This thief was also unlucky to get home.

Stealing something actually stole to the murderous house, don't you do it in advance?

Click~

There was a crisp sound, and the door was still open.

I hurriedly shrunk my neck to avoid being seen by the thief.

The man paused in the doorway, as if looking around.

Then I heard the door open, and he was clearly inside.

He did something unseemly, and I was ready to do something unseemly.

It's just that how to deal with this thief makes it difficult for me.

Wait for him to go, for fear that he will take important clues with him.

But when I went in to stop it, I was afraid that the sound of the dispute would attract the attention of others.

It was already eleven o'clock after eating just now, and with the time spent hiding, and waiting for the thief to unlock the lock, an hour passed quickly.

The bell rang at twelve o'clock outside the building, and I became more and more anxious.

Just as I was hesitating, a scream was heard from upstairs.

"Ah~Mother~"

The sound was still a little familiar.

I couldn't wait any longer, so I rushed up, opened the door, and walked into the room.

The man in black was lying on the ground, crawling to the door and struggling, his mask and hat falling off.

"Is that you?"

Through the voice-activated light in the hallway, I looked at him with some surprise.

This person is none other than a laughing old man.

"Mind that first!"

Looking in the direction of the old man's finger, my pupils shrank suddenly.

A female ghost in white is floating in the air!