Can't Save the World by Pretending to be Dead

Sucheng Changan Fan Factory was established in the 90s of last century, mainly engaged in electric fans, heaters and other projects.

At its peak, the factory employed more than 2000 employees, and its business was booming. Its products were exported to Southeast Asia, and it was the top taxpayer in Sioux City.

However, in the past ten years, domestic old-fashioned fans have not been favored by consumers, their performance has continued to decline, and the factory has laid off employees every year.Of the four dormitory buildings that were originally bustling with each other, now only two buildings, No. [-] and No. [-], are still inhabited, and the water and electricity are not cut off.

The old-fashioned residential buildings of the last century were precarious and lonely in the wind and rain. As the sun set in the west, the dim daylight shrouded No. [-], casting a faint shadow on No. [-], which was blocked behind.

Today is the first day of the Dragon Boat Festival holiday. Once the holiday is over, there are not many pedestrians passing by on the old street in front of the dormitory building.

Near seven o'clock, a young man with pale skin and a white T-shirt got off the bus. He was carrying a bag of packed food and walked slowly towards the dormitory building of the fan factory.When he walked to the door guard room of the dormitory building, the uncle doorman wearing glasses and blowing the air conditioner looked up at him and took off his glasses: "Xiao Lian, have you found a new house? It will be forced to evacuate next week, you have to find it in advance myself."

Lian Xi: "I went to see a few today, it's okay, let's see again."

The uncle doorman nodded: "Oh, look slowly, you have to pay attention to housing! Although we are all renting houses instead of buying houses, those landlords sign contracts with us for one year. If you don't live happily, it's a shame!"

Lian Xi thought for a while: "Are you sure it will be demolished next week?"

Uncle: "Yes, the documents are all down!"

"it is good."

Responding softly, the young man walked towards the four dormitory buildings carrying the takeaway bag.

The hot and humid evening wind in early summer blew through the plastic bag in his hand, making a rattling sound.Slender and thin fingers slid down a few inches, gripped the plastic bag tightly, and the plastic bag rippling in the wind stopped rattling.

Lian Xi passed by Building No. [-] with a few lights on, and walked straight into Building No. [-].Turned a corner and entered the cave, and was never seen again.

In the guard room, another uncle guard who just went to the toilet came out. While lifting his pants, he stretched his neck and looked at Lian Xi's back: "The young man in building No. [-] still lives?"

Uncle glasses: "I don't have any money, so how can I move? The conditions in Sioux City are better. How many houses are there with air conditioning and Internet, and the monthly rent is only 400? Just one! Our fan factory dormitory building! But it's time to move, wait a minute Zhou’s dormitory building was demolished, and he had to move even if he had no money.”

"I heard that the young man is engaged in live broadcast."

"What is a live broadcast?"

"You don't know? Let me show you." He took out his mobile phone and operated it.

"Hey, what is this? Why is there a girl taking off her clothes on it?"

"I don't understand. You said, that young man is also doing live broadcasts?"

"That's a man, can he do this?"

The uncle doorman shook his head: "Who knows, I think that young man looks better than the woman on this live broadcast, who knows what he is doing." Suddenly remembered something, the uncle doorman shrank his neck, and looked at the end quietly He glanced at the No. [-] building: "But you are so brave, you dare to live in the No. [-] building, and you even live in the house where people die!"

The uncle with eyes scolded him: "What are you doing, do you still believe in ghosts?"

"Why, don't you believe it?"

"Trust a ghost! If you have the ability, you can let the ghost come to me at night, and I want to see where there is a ghost!"

***

The house that Lian Xi rented was on the fourth floor.

In the No. 800 and No. 400 dormitory buildings of the fan factory, where the water and electricity have not been cut off, the rent for No. 400 building is 500 at the lowest, and the rent for No. [-] building is [-] at the lowest.Without even thinking about it, Xi chose Building No. [-].But even in Building No. [-], the rent for each floor is different.The minimum rent of [-] is the house on the fourth floor, and the other minimum is [-].

The house where someone died was on the fourth floor.

There are potholes and pits everywhere on the air-dried and blackened old stairs. Lian Xi climbed the stairs shaking a plastic bag, while wondering where he should live next.

Looking at the entire Sioux City, you will never find such a good place as the fan factory dormitory building.

One bedroom, one living room, complete furniture, air-conditioning and internet, only 400 a month.

If he really can't find a good place, he probably has to go back to his hometown.

Sighing lightly, Lian Xi climbed to the fourth floor.When he looked up, there was a middle-aged man packing his things in the corridor.He took out the discarded cardboard boxes that he didn't want at home and piled them outside the door.After finishing these tasks, he raised his head and saw Lian Xi, the middle-aged man smiled innocently, with a big black mole on the corner of his mouth, he smiled crookedly: "Xiao Lian, you're back. Have you found a new home?"

Lian Xi's gaze stayed on the mole on the man's mouth for half a second, and said: "No, I'm still looking for it. Have you found it?"

"I've found it, and I will move out completely tomorrow. Damn, all the old employees in the factory have moved out one by one over the years, and our house is still here. Now it's going to be demolished, and I can't live anymore. You Eat this unhealthy thing again at night?"

Lian Xi paused in his footsteps, but said nothing.

Middle-aged man: "Well, our family has stewed some braised pork. My daughter-in-law has already moved into a new house this afternoon. She stewed it before she left. I will bring it to your place tonight. Let's make two pots? I have been neighbors for half a year. I've never been to your house or had dinner with you. You're welcome, I can't finish eating by myself."

Lian Xi: "No need, I bought a lot of malatang, I can't finish it."

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Why are you being polite to me! I'll go to your place after I finish moving these cardboard boxes!"

Lian Xi: "..."

Take out the key, open the door and enter the house.

After the door closed, Lian Xi sighed heavily.

He was not good at communicating with people since he was a child, let alone rejecting people.When I was young, my parents were gone, and after being sent to an orphanage, the children in the orphanage were all big kids, and each had their own ideas.He doesn't like to talk, and now there is no one to communicate with.

One reason for renting a haunted house is that the rent is cheap, and the other reason is that there are few people, and no one is willing to live near the haunted house.

A place with a lot of people is not good.

People like to talk, people like to be lively, and people like to watch lively.

He can't speak, he doesn't like excitement, and he doesn't like watching excitement.

And staying with people for a long time...

Looking down at his palm, his right hand slowly flexed.

What should I do if I stay with someone for a long time and kill him?

The No. [-] dormitory building of Fan Factory is a good place to rent a house, and it is also a famous murderous building in Sioux City.

In the 90s of the last century, shortly after the dormitory building was completed, there was no guard hired, and there was no big iron gate locked outside, anyone could run in.The leaders of the factory didn't take it seriously, and the guards and iron gates can be fixed slowly, so there is no need to rush.Three months after the completion of the dormitory building, a murder occurred.

It was the night of the New Year's Eve, and the burning of fireworks and firecrackers had not yet been banned, and the deafening sound of firecrackers was heard everywhere in Sioux City.

On this noisy New Year's Eve, in the early morning after watching the Spring Festival Gala, the murderer ran to the fourth floor of Building No. [-], robbed, raped, and murdered...

eat human.

A family of three was brutally killed.

The half of the arms of the wife and daughter were still soaked in the iron pot where the meat was cooked, and there was half a bowl of meat left from eating on the table.

It is said that several old criminal police officers who handled the case vomited as soon as they entered the house.

This is the Sioux City 2.07 burglary and murder case that shocked the whole country!

This kind of conscienceless and heinous massacre immediately attracted the attention of the people of the whole country, and everyone angrily demanded that the murderer must be caught.However, firstly, because the murderer did not leave too many traces, and secondly, due to the limited criminal investigation technology at that time, the special case team investigated for two full years and found nothing.

The killer is still at large.

Lian Xi put the takeaway bag on the dining table, and he took apart the disposable chopsticks.He glanced indifferently at the wall next to the table, only to see a few brown marks on the pale wall that could never be wiped clean.It was in the form of a spray, as if someone had a carotid artery cut, and sprayed it all over.

How could ordinary people dare to live in such a haunted house, and it is said that after the incident, many haunted things happened in Building [-].

So in the entire No. [-] building, there are no other tenants, only Lian Xi and the eldest brother next to him are left.

Lian Xi didn't care, he looked at the hot and fragrant Malatang, and at the red millet pepper and chili oil floating in the soup, he didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.It wasn't because the blood on the wall turned off his appetite, but if the uncle next door really came to him immediately, he wouldn't be able to eat.

But Malatang can't be stored in the refrigerator, it will be spoiled soon.

"Ugh."

Sighing, Lian Xi reluctantly put the takeaway bag back and put it on the kitchen cabinet.

The next second, the door really rang.

Lian Xi opened the door, the middle-aged man stopped the knocking hand, held a pot of red roasted pork in the other hand, and said with a smile: "The door is pretty quick to open, wait for me to go back and get some wine."

Lian Xi: "No need, I have wine at home."

Middle-aged man: "Little brother, I only drink white wine. I'm not used to the foreign wine and red wine you young people make!"

Lian Xi: "Don't worry, it's white."

"All right. I'll come in."

Entering the house, the middle-aged man looked around curiously.

Lian Xi went into the kitchen and found a bottle of Yanghe Daqu from the cabinet, took two glasses and put them on the table.He poured a glass for the middle-aged man, but poured water himself.

Middle-aged man: "You don't drink?"

Lian Xi: "Drinking is a mistake."

"Isn't this disrespecting me!"

"My dad died of drunk driving."

"..."

Lian Xi added another knife: "At first he didn't want to drink, but his friends at the same table kept persuading him. If he didn't drink, he would lose face. So I haven't drunk alcohol since then."

Of course, I didn't drink it before.

"..."

Middle-aged man: "I'm sorry, little brother, I really don't know, then I'll drink alone."

A man's friendship is like the spirits on the top, as long as you are called a brother, you are my half brother.

The middle-aged man was drinking and eating meat, his face was flushed, he was obviously a little drunk, and he kept pulling Lian Xi to talk.

"Little brother, I heard that you are doing a live broadcast, what is a live broadcast, and what are you doing."

"It's just facing the computer and doing some online things."

"Computer? I really don't understand what you young people are doing." The man was so drunk that he pressed his arms on the table to support his entire upper body so as not to slip down. He raised his head and squinted his eyes: "People say the live broadcast is very noisy Yes, I really hate living next to someone who is engaged in live broadcasting. But my little brother, I see that you are very quiet every day, and there is no sound at home."

Lian Xi: "..."

If you really don't talk, it's all right, once you say it, it hurts your heart.

Why is he silent?

People live broadcast with sound because they can chat, they can speak, and they speak very well!

Even Xi Men, a gourd, lives in a daze every day, and doesn't like to talk.

In addition, the other anchors made voices because they wanted to thank the elder brother for the gift.Speaking of rising, I still have to shoot the case: "Thank you big brother for giving me a group of 666, brothers, give big brother a wave of attention and let's go! Thank you big brother! Big brother is magnificent!"

Even Xi live broadcasted for one night, and there were very few people who gave gifts, and there was no way to thank him if he wanted to thank him.

If his live broadcast can be loud, so noisy that the neighbors complain, can he still live in this place?

The middle-aged man didn't bother with the live broadcast anymore, after all, he didn't understand this stuff, so he just said something casually.He looked at the cluster of dark brown blood stains beside the dining table, and after a long time, he raised his finger and said faintly, "...Little brother, aren't you afraid."

Lian Ximo was silent, turned his clear and calm eyes to look at the middle-aged man, and asked: "Then you are not afraid."

Four eyes facing each other.

Lian Xi's dark and deep eyes were like a thousand-foot deep pool that cannibalize people, without any ripples, nor the slightest bit of popularity or fireworks.

The middle-aged man felt his scalp go numb, he laughed dryly, and reached for the wine bottle on the table.While lowering his head to pour himself some wine, he eased the atmosphere: "Let's just say it casually, how could this person be made a fool of himself by a ghost? There is no other house in Sioux City that is so cheap. If it is not demolished, I will return To continue to live..."

"Puff-"

The sound stopped abruptly.

An eyeball covered with blue veins, congested with blood and pus, fell into the wine glass in front of the middle-aged man with a plop.

The room was dead silent.

Lian Xi didn't speak.

The middle-aged man didn't speak either.

The clock on the wall ticked away the seconds.

No one knows how long it took, the middle-aged man reached out to pick up the eyeball that fell into the wine glass, and slapped his eye socket.He raised his head again, and there was a blurry and terrifying scene over his bloody left eye. Humans would never know how big it is unless the eyeball falls out.The surrounding flesh was rotten, maggots were born, and they were wriggling.

Only the white eyeball creaked and trembled.

A hoarse laugh came out of the middle-aged man's throat. The sound was absolutely not like that of a human being. It was like rough sand and stones rubbing against the blackboard.

"I'm sorry, little brother, I just laughed."