Headphones, headphones again.
This damn earphone is like a key curse, entangled in these strange events, and becomes a mess with countless knots.
To unravel these mysteries, you have to start with this headset.
What amazing secret does this headset hide?
Mr. Ke's horrified reaction made Jiang Yue feel his scalp numb. When he looked back, he still saw nothing.
It was as if there was a very clever ghost hiding in the scene, teasing them all the time.
Mr. Ke was afraid of ghosts, but he kept seeing them; Jiang Yue was not afraid of ghosts, but he avoided them every time.
Could this ghost be aware of the danger in me? Jiang Yue couldn't help but think.
"Brother, something is really wrong with this room. There is something wrong with the whole building. Why do we have to stay here? Can't we leave here?" Mr. Ke's tone was tearful. He could even feel his crotch being wet. The repeated shocks of fear made him really incontinent.
"Didn't you leave just now?"
"I..." Mr. Ke was about to leave like crazy. The elevator could not reach his floor, and the stairs were full of ghosts. He was so frightened that he crawled back upstairs.
"According to what you say, we are really trapped here?" Mr. Ke was frightened and desperate.
"As I said before, both you and I have been involved in this cause and effect. Either end this cause and effect, or be ended by this cause and effect. Even if you can walk out of this building, do you think you are safe? Don't. You are naive, there is no absolute security in this world anymore.”
Mr. Ke sat down on the ground slumped.
From Jiang Yue's tone, he couldn't see the slightest hint of joking.
This is the tragic reality.
Perhaps, as Jiang Yue said earlier, the seeds of cause and effect have been planted since he met Master Yang, and everything in front of him is the continuation of cause and effect.
"I want to go out, I want to go out..."
Even though he couldn't get out of the building, Mr. Ke still felt that the corridor might be safer than the apartment.
Before he could reach the door, just as he passed the bathroom door, Mr. Ke suddenly let out another strange scream and stared straight into the bathroom, with shock and fear on his face.
This time, his eyes seemed to burst out of their sockets at any moment, and his mouth was babbling, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
"He He……"
Jiang Yue quickly stepped forward and rushed to the bathroom door.
The bathroom is still the same as before, clean and tidy, and there is no movement.
"what did you see?"
"Old Dong...Old Dong is on the ceiling!" Mr. Ke finally regained his breath and said in horror.
On the ceiling?
Jiang Yue looked up and saw that the gussets on the integrated ceiling were arranged neatly. There was not even a little bit of chaos. There was no movement at all.
Besides, why is Lao Dong on the ceiling? Could it be that Old Dong can still break through gravity?
Seeing Jiang Yue staring at him questioningly, Mr. Ke shouted: "I really didn't lie, I just saw it! Old Dong is on the ceiling!!"
"How can a person weighing more than 100 pounds be on the suspended ceiling without anything fixed?"
"He was like a ceiling lamp, being sucked into the movement. I saw him covering his neck with both hands, as if something was strangling his neck. He looked very painful."
Mr. Ke wailed and kept explaining, as if he was afraid that Jiang Yue wouldn't believe him.
He rushed into the bathroom, pointed at an area of him and shouted: "This is the location, it's not wrong at all."
Jiang Yue frowned and stared at the ceiling, feeling a little hesitant for a moment.
Just as he was surprised and confused, there was actually movement on the ceiling.
It was like there was some small animal crawling on the ceiling. It seems like there is an invisible hand tapping these gussets, and the rhythm sounds quite weird.
Mr. Ke didn't know what stimulated him, so he ran to the living room and moved a chair, and then went to the kitchen and touched a fruit knife.
"what are you doing?"
Jiang Yue saw Mr. Ke acting strangely.
"Pry it open and see what's causing the trouble."
The ceiling gusset plate is really difficult to pry open with bare hands. You need a flat object to pry it open. The best thing to use is a flat head screwdriver.
Of course, a fruit knife can barely be used.
"Take a photo for me." Mr. Ke turned on the flashlight function of his phone and threw it to Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue was also curious and watched as Mr. Ke opened a gusset plate and leaned into the light of his mobile phone. After all, the light of a mobile phone is somewhat different from the concentrated light of a traditional flashlight. It is relatively diffuse. When you shine it up, you will see a black hole, and you can barely see the load-bearing keels of the ceiling.
After prying one piece off, the rest becomes easier.
Mr. Ke opened three or four pieces in one breath.
Just as he was about to continue lifting, he suddenly noticed something falling. Half of this thing fell down, and half of it was just caught by the dragon frame, so it didn't fall completely.
But it was a long package sealed with plastic wrap.
"I just said there was a problem!" As if he had discovered a new world, Mr. Ke reached out and grabbed the long package and pulled it hard, and he pulled it off.
Mr. Ke personally dug out new clues, and his sense of participation immediately increased. The excitement actually replaced the previous fear.
Use a fruit knife to cut a long slit in the outer plastic paper, then pull it open to completely tear off the plastic skin.
When the contents inside were completely exposed, Mr. Ke almost dropped the fruit knife on the ground in fright.
This is actually an arm.
To be precise, half the shape of the arm from palm to elbow.
The reason why I say it is the shape is because the arm is obviously made of white wax. After the white wax hardens, it appears hard, like half an arm carved from white jade.
"I'm shocked." Mr. Ke felt less timid when he saw that the arm was supported by white wax and didn't look like a real arm, so he picked it up.
It was quite heavy to hold. Mr. Ke looked at it over and over for a while and murmured: "Is this a woman's hand? It looks quite small."
Throw it to the side.
Bang, Bai Wax's arm fell to the ground and hit the hard floor tiles, causing cracks immediately.
Once something like white wax cools, it still has a certain hardness. But this thing is relatively brittle, just like a white candle. If it falls from a high place, it will definitely break into two pieces.
This white wax arm is obviously more durable than a finger-thick white candle, but there are still obvious cracks in the outer layer of white wax.
The cracks opened, but there seemed to be some mystery inside.
Jiang Yue frowned, looking at the strange white wax arm, and then looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Mr. Ke obviously noticed something was wrong with the white wax arm and cut the crack with a fruit knife. When the white wax was cut to the end, a slight resistance was clearly felt, and when the force was applied further, the resistance became more obvious. And this is obviously not the resistance that cutting white wax should have.
After the white wax is clotted, there will also be resistance when cutting with a knife, but this resistance is definitely not what you feel now.
The current resistance is more like the weird resistance encountered when cutting into elastic flesh.
Mr. Ke suddenly thought of some terrible possibility, and his face turned pale with shock.
The fruit knife in his hand kept cutting open the outer white wax skin. As the white wax was peeled off, the contents inside were gradually revealed.
It turns out to be a real skin type!
Although the skin obviously looks bruised and bruised after being sealed with white wax, it is obviously real flesh.
Mr. Ke dropped the fruit knife to the ground with a clang.
He jumped up and took a few steps back, his face turned pale, and he shouted: "This is an arm, a human arm, a real arm!"
Jiang Yue obviously saw the trick.
He jumped on the chair and pulled hard on the other gussets on the ceiling with his hands. Just like building blocks being destroyed, pieces of gusset boards were torn off in large pieces.
When all the gussets are lifted, the upper load-bearing keel is fully exposed.
Above the keel, there are packages of different sizes placed, all sealed with plastic skin. They are exactly the same as the outer packaging of the arm that I saw before.
"Mr. Ke, give way."
After Jiang Yue spotted it, he smashed his hands on the keel, and the entire keel was completely destroyed by his destructive power.
The other party's large and small packages fell down with a crash.
Jiang Yue winked at Mr. Ke: "Mr. Ke, open it and take a look."
Mr. Ke's face turned pale: "I...I...it's up to you to test it."
Jiang Yue shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, picked up the fruit knife, and opened the plastic packages one by one, revealing strange things.
Thighs, arms, head, feet...
The biggest one is actually a skeleton!
All of these are sealed with white wax.
Moreover, the white wax was wrapped so tightly and thickly that no strange smell could penetrate it.
Mr. Ke's scalp was numb and he shivered in the corner.
Which pervert did this?
This is a very brutal murderous act, with extremely cruel and perverted methods. What's even more frightening is that they only need to be divided, but they are also sealed with white wax.
Such thick white wax completely covers the smell that these blocks should emit, preventing it from escaping at all.
Even Jiang Yue looked a little frightened.
Such cruel methods are really beyond the psychological quality of ordinary people.
These blocks are just enough to form a complete human body. Except for the internal organs being hollowed out, everything else was clearly there.
"Mr. Ke, come and take a look." Jiang Yue said.
"I don't want to see it, I don't want to see it!" Mr. Ke kept hiding in the corner.
The nightmare he experienced on this day simply exceeded all the nightmares he had experienced in the first half of his life combined.
Jiang Yue raised his head and looked at the top of the suspended ceiling, but there was nothing unusual anymore. There were no small animals crawling or anything else.
So who made the previous noise?
"This...this is her, this is her!" Mr. Ke said not to look, but he still couldn't help it. He came closer and saw the wax head. Although the face was wrapped in white wax, the outline was vaguely discernible.
Mr. Ke took a closer look and immediately identified the number!
"It's that female ghost, it's her!"
Jiang Yue seemed to have expected it, and murmured: "It's not her. I felt something was wrong from the first moment I entered this room."
"Who is she? Who is the murderer? Damn, this is too cruel. It couldn't be the old Dong, right?" Mr. Ke asked tremblingly.
Thinking of how old Dong usually looks like a dog, could he be such a cruel demon?
Jiang Yue shook his head, everything is still unknown now.
But with the emergence of these blocks, there are faint clues emerging.
Perhaps, the source of a series of strange cases lies in this corpse.
who is she?
Is it the owner of the book in the living room, the name written on the page, Wen Yuqian?
The situation is still like a layer of fog, and in the fog, there seems to be a faint outline emerging.
Who is this woman? Is it Wen Yuqian? Who killed her?
It was obvious that the murderer was smart and calm. Deliberately creating the illusion that she had moved out, the entire apartment was clean and tidy, so that no one could see anything unusual.
The closet was half empty of clothes and the picture frames on the wall were missing.
All this is to create the illusion that she has left.
Then, the person who killed her was most likely someone who was very familiar with her and someone who could easily enter this apartment.
Either an acquaintance of hers or the landlord of the apartment.
Mr. Ke suspected that it was Lao Dong who did it, but it was not impossible.
Because Mr. Ke kept saying that he saw Lao Dong sucking on the ceiling like a ceiling lamp. Mr. Ke should not be able to fabricate this weird situation without any reason.
Was it really the old Dong who did it?
So does this apartment also belong to Lao Dong? Or is it that Lao Dong committed the crime just because of his neighbor relationship?
Jiang Yue suddenly remembered that among the old Dong's apartments, there were many photo albums in one room, and many videos and pictures in the computer.
Jiang Yue's mind thought, maybe, he could find some clues from there?
Back in the corridor, Luo Chu was guarding there very dutifully. When he saw him coming out, he asked in a low voice: "What did you find?"
"Go in and see for yourself."
Luo Chu walked in and frowned when he saw the strange pieces of organs at the scene.
"Luo Chu, this woman may be named Wen Yuqian. Can you investigate this name?"
"OK."
Luo Chu took out his mobile phone and made a call without avoiding Mr. Ke.
Toot toot toot…
The phone made a busy signal but no call was made. A closer look revealed that the phone had no signal at all.
Jiang Yue took out his cell phone and threw it to Luo Chu.
"There's no signal either." Luo Chu threw the phone back to Jiang Yue.
Why is there no signal?
I had previously used Jiang Yue's cell phone to call Lao Dong's cell phone, but it showed that the other party's phone was turned off. There is actually no signal right now?
"It seems that we are really blocked?"
Jiang Yue smiled bitterly, walked to the window, and looked outside.
It was completely dark outside, and before I knew it, it was already night.
But this night was surprisingly weird. Looking out the window, it was foggy and chaotic, and no lights could be seen with the naked eye.
It stands to reason that this apartment can be considered a lively part of the city. At this point, the surroundings are already brightly lit, and the night view from the window is charming.
But right now, it's dark and foggy.
Mr. Ke also saw the scene in front of him and was completely frightened: "Is this an apartment or a ghost building? Are we trapped in hell?"
