While talking on the phone at night was always unsettling, it all became bearable compared to the actual crisis that lay ahead.
With trembling fingers, Tang Qisheng dialed the maintenance department number. After many rings, there was no answer. Just when Tang Qisheng was about to give up and find another way, the phone suddenly connected, and there was a thick male voice on the other end, confused. , with a tone of complete impatience, "Maintenance Department, who are you?"
Tang Qisheng's voice was very kind. After all, it's not easy to trouble people in the middle of the night to repair it. "Hello, this is ward 3017. The wall clock in our room is broken. Can you repair it?"
"Okay, but it's too late now. Let's wait until tomorrow." The man replied casually.
Tang Qisheng felt a little more at ease when he mentioned it, "Sorry, we want to repair it now, is that okay? Sorry for the trouble."
"You asked me to come to your door in the middle of the night to repair a broken clock. Are you crazy?" The man's attitude was very bad. It sounded like he was woken up by the phone. "The people in the maintenance department are not human beings. Are you going to order me around like this? It's dark." Go to sleep and talk about anything tomorrow, that’s it.”
With a "bang", the other party hung up the phone, and all the words Tang Qisheng prepared were useless.
If you don’t come to your home for repairs, you won’t come to your home for repairs. At least it’s a good idea to ask about the current time.
After waiting for a few minutes, the other party showed no intention of paying attention to him. Seeing this, Tang Qisheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight again.
This time, the attitude of the other party was more arrogant than last time, and he was already ready to curse, but Tang Qisheng was also prepared, "Don't worry, we can give you money."
The shouting on the other side stopped abruptly, and his tone changed instantly after a moment, "This is not about money. Brother, you also know that our maintenance department does manual labor. We can't make much money all day long. The chores in the hospital are all We are responsible, and they don’t even give us bonuses for your job..."
"This is a favor you did me. I will pay you alone and has nothing to do with the hospital." Tang Qisheng interrupted him.
"I'm so sorry. Then just wait. I'll bring the tools over there. I'm in another building. It's a bit far away, but it won't be long!" The man hung up the phone happily.
Zhu Jie picked up the phone and nodded to Tang Qisheng, with a sullen expression on his face, "Your feeling is right. I just know that time is useless now. The two mobile phones in our hands and this wall clock, the three of them make time pass faster." They are all different, very different, and the time here is out of order, so we can only hire people to repair it."
Tang Qisheng sighed and looked at the door with worried eyes, "We will act according to the opportunity. It's hard to say what is coming."
Naturally understanding what Tang Qisheng meant, Zhu Jie also had the same concern. After so many missions, too many people had died under the disguise of ghosts.
After about a few minutes, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor. It sounded like heavy old-fashioned leather shoes, which was in line with Tang Qisheng's impression of the other party.
After a while, the footsteps stopped outside the door, and the knock on the door sounded "dong dong dong", which seemed to be quite urgent.
"Who is it?" Tang Qisheng asked, standing behind the door. There was no peephole in the door of the ward, and there was no glass to look out of.
"It's me, little brother, from the maintenance department. You just called me." The voice outside was that of the man on the other end of the phone, but his tone was much more enthusiastic than at the beginning.
Tang Qisheng's eyelids couldn't help but twitch. He felt very strange. The other party clearly said that he was a little far away and asked him to wait for a while, but it was only a few minutes. And judging from the other party's footsteps and the breath of his voice, he was definitely not running. It came slowly.
He could hesitate, but the people outside couldn't wait any longer. "Dong, dong, dong," there was another knock on the door, "Little brother, why don't you open the door? Do you want to repair? If you don't, I can leave." ."
"Xiu, I'll fix it, wait a minute, I'll open the door for you right now." Tang Qisheng steadied the people outside and lip-synced to Zhu Jie. Zhu Jie took a few steps and suddenly turned off the lights in the room.
After the lights suddenly turned off, the room instantly turned into darkness. At the same time, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie took a deep breath.
The door of the ward is not a very stable one, but an old-fashioned painted wooden door. There is a small gap under the wooden door. There is a light on in the corridor, so light comes in along the gap under the door.
But what makes the hairs on the back stand up is that the light coming through is very even, leaving no shadow at all!
But at this moment, just outside the door, the "person" who made the sound is standing there!
Tang Qisheng Zhu Jie immediately retreated, held his breath and stopped making any sound.
Sure enough, the person who came was not someone from the maintenance department at all, but a ghost!
Calculating the time, the real people from the maintenance department should still be on the way.
After the lights in the ward went out, the "people" outside seemed to realize that they had been exposed. A few seconds later, footsteps sounded again outside the door.
But this time, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie broke into cold sweat. What they heard was the sound of high heels. The sharp heels hit the concrete floor, and the crisp sound made people couldn't help but tremble.
It was a pair of red high-heeled shoes. Tang Qisheng recognized this almost subconsciously. The thing outside was the nurse wearing red high-heeled shoes in the child's diary!
After about a few minutes, the sound of high heels had completely disappeared, and Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie heard it clearly. The sound came to the stairs at the corner of the corridor, and then went upstairs along the stairs.
"Kick."
"Kick."
"Kick."
…
The nurse wearing high heels is from the fourth floor, which is completely consistent with the information left by the child.
Before they could take a breath, footsteps sounded again outside, but this time, the footsteps were more hasty. It was the sound of men's leather shoes, the footsteps were fast, and there was the sound of tools rubbing together.
Footsteps stopped outside the door, and then started knocking on the door.
"Who?" Tang Qisheng asked suddenly.
"It's me, little brother. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I went to get the tools." The voice outside the door was very honest and reassuring. It was the man on the other end of the phone.
However, after learning from the previous lesson, Tang Qisheng did not dare to open the door rashly. He suddenly asked: "What is the phone number of your maintenance department?"
The person outside the door was stunned, and after a few seconds, he truthfully reported a number.
Zhu Jie quickly walked to the phone and checked the phone book. He was absolutely right.
The most important thing is that this time there is a shadow outside the door.
Just when Zhu Jie breathed a sigh of relief and was about to ask Tang Qisheng to open the door and let people in, her peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of the gap behind the bedside table where the landline phone was placed.
She curiously moved the bedside table away, and the next second, a broken phone cord hung down in Zhu Jie's horrified eyes.
(End of chapter)
