Myth resurrection, I became the villain boss

Chapter 272 One Hundred Stories ([-]) The End of the Weird Apartment

He looked out through the cat's eyes curiously, but this time he didn't see anything, it was still the same as before, only seeing the moment when the door was closed.

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what's the situation?This person doesn't sleep most of the night and opens and closes the door here?

Yang Tian's curiosity was aroused in an instant, but when he was lying on the cat's eye to watch, that person didn't continue to go out, nor did he continue the action of opening and closing the door just now.

The door was closed again, and there was no movement.

He lay on the cat's eye and watched for a long time, but the door was never opened again.

Yang Tian was a little hesitant to go out and take a look, his curiosity about who lived in this house had reached its peak during this period of time.

He has been a curious person since he was a child. Every time he faced some problems, he would persevere in seeking the bottom line. If he couldn't get the answer, he would feel uncomfortable all over his body.

Faced with such a situation at this time, I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go out immediately to have a look.

But thinking that he seemed to have frightened that person before, Yang Tian took back his steps, and the person turned a blind eye to his knock on the door, indicating that the other party might not want to have any contact with him.

If he ran over rashly this time, he might really be regarded as a pervert by the other party.

But Yang Tian still couldn't control his curiosity, after thinking for a while, he opened the door and walked to that door.

Shall I knock on the door?It's very late at night now, if the other party thinks that he is some kind of weird person and might be frightened, it's better not to knock on the door, then just take a look?
He looked at the cat's eye on the door, his curiosity had tormented him for several days, let's just take a look this time, after seeing who the other party was, he didn't have to be so curious.

Yang Tian knew that his curiosity was sometimes a little pathological, but he really couldn't control himself.

Because of this damn curiosity, he had seen a psychiatrist before, but it didn't work.

Yang Tian leaned close to the cat's eye and looked inside from the outside.

But the other party's door seemed to be blocked by something, as if a red cloth was used to block the cat's eye, so when Yang Tian looked in from the outside, he could only see a patch of red.

It seems that this person is indeed very socially fearful, and he also pays great attention to privacy, even covering the cat's eyes with a red cloth.

Yang Tian sighed in his heart, since this is the case, it can only be forgotten.

He went back to his apartment and lay down on the bed.

The next day, Yang Tian came to the company with a tired body and dark circles under his eyes. He didn't sleep well last night, and he was thinking all night whether he should knock on the door and ask.

It wasn't the first time he had been tormented by his own curiosity.

At work, a female colleague curiously asked him what's the matter, Yang Tian slapped haha ​​and perfunctory.

"It's nothing, didn't you go drinking with senior yesterday?" He pretended to drink with his former colleagues.

The woman was curious: "Which senior?"

Yang Tian was stunned for a moment: "It's the senior who left the job not long ago, Song Zhi."

"What Song Zhi?" The woman looked at him suspiciously, "Since when did our company have someone named Song Zhi?"

He was stunned: "Did you forget so soon, last week our group had dinner together to see him off."

The woman looked at him with an incomprehensible look: "No, we have been working overtime last week, how can we have time to eat, and you are the only one who asked for leave."

Seeing her serious expression, Yang Tian didn't look like she was joking, and immediately got goosebumps all over her body.

He ran to check the attendance record, and found that he was the only one who asked for leave that day.

And even though Song Zhi's name is ordinary and rotten, there is really no one named Song Zhi in the small company.

Yang Tian returned to his seat in a daze, he couldn't believe the news he saw just now.

If there is no such person as Song Zhi, then who is the senior who has been leading him before?
He asked many other colleagues in disbelief, but without exception, they all said that they had never seen this person, until he asked an old employee who had worked for a long time.

The old employee thought for a while, and then dug out a stack of old files from the file room.

He took out one of the cards and handed it to Yang Tian: "There used to be a man named Song Zhi, but that was 30 or [-] years ago, and Song Zhi has long since disappeared."

Yang Tian took a look at the documents, and the photo posted on the documents was exactly the same as the Song Zhi in his memory.

However, it is clearly recorded in the documents that Song Zhi came to work in the company 30 years ago and disappeared within two years, and his whereabouts have never been found.

And it records the place where Song Zhi lived before, and the address is obviously the apartment where Yang Tian lives now.

803 on the eighth floor, isn't this the next door to me?

Yang Tian immediately thought of the door that opened and closed last night, and that apartment was the room Song Zhi lived in before.

After reading the materials and returning to her work station, the female colleague kept looking at Yang Tian with strange eyes.

She reminded Yang Tian: "Have you been under too much pressure recently? If you feel uncomfortable, you can take time off and go to the hospital to have a look..."

Thinking of that room, Yang Tian became more and more curious in his heart, the resident who lived in the house, and the apartment where Song Zhi once lived.

The room became more and more interesting in his mind, and he could no longer suppress his curiosity.

Yang Tian couldn't take it anymore, he took a leave of absence and returned home.

He came to the door and knocked on the door: "Hello, if someone please open the door, I have something to ask, is there anyone?"

Who will live in this room?Blame the old man?Or is it Song Zhi who disappeared many years ago?

But he knocked for ten minutes, and there was no response.

Yang Tian lay on the door again, looking into the room through the peephole, there was still a piece of red, and that piece had not been taken off.

He pushed the door hard, trying to attract the attention of the people in the room, or to withdraw the red cloth so that he could see the scene in the room clearly.

But the red cloth didn't move at all under his push, and it was still firmly blocking the cat's eye.

"If you don't answer, I will force my way in." Yang Tian made an excuse, "I suspect something happened to you inside, so I want to come in to ensure your safety."

"If you still don't make a sound, I will consider you acquiescing."

After waiting for a while, there was still no answer.

Yang Tian kicked open the door.

The interior of the room is very ordinary, just like every other apartment room here.

The room had a musty smell as if it hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

He turned his head and saw that there was no red cloth hanging on the door at all. He walked into the room with some doubts, but found a person lying on the sofa.

Yang Tian walked over and found that it was not a living person, but a corpse!
This person seemed to have been dead for a long time and turned into a mummy. Yang Tian vaguely saw the shadow of Song Zhi from him.

The man's eyes were blood red, and he looked like he was dying, and his red eyes were wide open.

(End of this chapter)