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Only you can hear it.

He put on the coward's ear picks and said comfortingly: "It's nothing serious, maybe there are mice upstairs for a long time, I'll go up and have a look first, you wait at home."

When he said that, Qin Yun felt relieved, "Then you go, if it doesn't work, we can deal with it tomorrow."

Xia Ren walked out of the gate with a serious expression on his face.

The mask said before he was in a coma that after he disappeared, "those people" would think they were dead and could buy time for themselves.

"Those people" must be the enemy, but I seem to have lost part of my memory, so I still don't know who the people who covet me are.

From the current point of view, the Foundation's action is the fastest. They have sent Liu Xiuxiu to monitor him. Although the methods are crude, they are simple and easy to use. He really can't do anything to Liu Xiuxiu.

Although the foundation did not show hostility towards him, Xia Ren did not dare to relax at all. The mask had already reminded him to be careful of them.

It's only been three days since Liu Xiuxiu arrived, and I haven't had any problems living here for more than half a month, so there's no reason why so many moths popped up in just these two days.

Upstairs, I'm afraid it's not easy.

Although it may be that you are worrying too much, there is nothing wrong with being cautious.

He turned on the flashlight on his phone to dispel the darkness in the corridor.

It was known in the past that this residential building actually has seven floors, but the upper floors have been vacant for some unknown reason.

Xia Ren has lived here for so long, and this is the first time he has walked up.

Because no one has lived there all year round, he felt the air start to become turbid after walking up a few steps of the stairs. The steps under his feet were covered with dust, and the objects buried by the dust were covered with dust, and the handrails beside him were also covered with dust.

Xia Ren's pupils shrank slightly.

He saw footprints and traces of human hands on the steps and handrails respectively.

"Has anyone been there recently?"

Who would come to such a remote place?

Continuing to walk forward, the air became more turbid, and there was no wind in the corridor. At the corner, Xia Ren found half a broken spider web.

"Tonight, someone went up."

The crowbar appeared in his hand. The unknown and darkness can always arouse fear in people's hearts. Even Xia Ren, who has seen the big scene, is also a little nervous at this time.

Following the footprints, Xia Ren stopped in front of a door, the sound in the house continued, but now it became the sound of "crashing" water.

This is an old wooden door, the door frame below is broken, and the traces of insect bites are everywhere, which is enough to prove that it has been forgotten by people for a long time.

Through the light of the mobile phone, Xia Ren saw the front of the door, and drew an abstract portrait of a child with a black brush. The child has a long mouth and curved eyes, but he is holding an irregular round shape in his hand. Object, much like a head.

That is a head!

When I looked carefully, I found that the round object in the child's hand had a nose and eyes, which was more detailed than the child's own face, and there were a few messy lines drawn from below, which were obviously hair!

Looking down along the hair, there are several similar round objects scattered around the child's feet. There is no doubt that they are also heads.

A picture of a madman!

For no reason, Xia Ren's back felt cold, and his palms were sweating coldly.

Looking back, there is a similar picture on the other door on the opposite side, but it is just a group of people standing together. The strange thing is that their heads are all crossed out by messy lines.

Xia Ren counted, and on the door opposite, there were old and young, tall and short, a total of seven people, which looked like a family, but under the child's feet, including the one he was holding, there were only six people. head.

Where is the missing one?

In the empty corridor, no matter day or night, they were always facing each other. The smile on the child's face seemed to be laughing at the group of people opposite, as if they had no heads.

These two paintings are obviously written by the same person. Could it be that the reason why the upstairs has been vacant is also related to this?

No matter how you think about it, it is too unreasonable. Although Jupiter City is not as prosperous as the city, it is still a very good city, especially this community is not too far from the city center. Now that housing prices are soaring, it can be said that every inch of land is precious.It is understandable that one or two households are empty, but the entire floor is empty, and not just one floor, which is quite strange.

There must be something hidden in it.

"This can be studied later. The most urgent thing is to find out what is going on with the abnormal noise in the room."

The door handle is clean, which means someone has wiped it or used it.

Xia Ren looked at the portrait of the child in front of him, hesitated a little, and knocked on the door anyway.

"Dong dong!"

The sound of water in the house stopped immediately.

Xia Ren heard footsteps coming towards this side, but they stopped by the door and did not move.

Time passed by, and the two faced each other silently through a door.

"anyone there?"

In the end, it was Xia Ren who spoke first and asked.

"who are you?"

Probably through a door, the voice sounded a bit muffled.It's a man.

Xia Ren adjusted his wording and said, "I'm your neighbor downstairs. What are you doing in the house? I can always hear the noise, can you go in and have a look?"

A brief silence.

"Impossible, who are you?"

The man's tone was full of guard: "The uncle who sent me up today said that the house downstairs was not occupied at all. Where did you come from? If you don't tell me, I will call the police."

uncle?

Uncle Qin automatically appeared in Xia Ren's mind.

Ever since he said he was a resident on the fifth floor, Uncle Qin ran away, and Xia Ren never met him again.

Xia Ren remembered very clearly that the other party's promise to introduce someone to him hadn't been redeemed yet.

"Is the uncle you mentioned surnamed Qin?"

He must ask the other party to open the door to see what happened tonight.

"Seems to be."

Xia Ren sighed, and said: "I know that Uncle Qin, he lives on the second floor. I heard from other residents that he suffers from dementia and forgetfulness. I have moved here for half a year. Every time I see him, I still have to explain it. I'm a tenant here, I'm a tenant here, but he just can't remember, there was another time when he thought I was a thief and yelled for someone to call the police, so he wouldn't let me come up?"