Human dimension reduction

Qiao Zhou pulled out a big peony pink bed sheet from the closet, wrapped it around the headless corpse and tied two knots, then tied the knots of the bed sheet to the iron flowerpot shelf outside, and lifted and pushed it Hanging in the air outside the window on the fourth floor.

In the cold and gloomy night wind, a corpse that has lost its head and lost its freedom is swaying and swaying in the night. I don't know whether the heart of a person is colder at this moment, or the heart of a ghost.

A head, how much unknown effort does it take to get back to your body?

What kind of insane and evil human beings are able to torture a poor ghost again and again indifferently, taking pleasure in destroying its simple desire?

After Qiao Zhou finished all this, he sat on a chair and waited patiently.

Zhang Dinghe rushed downstairs in a rage, and began to indiscriminately hit and beat the rooms on other floors, including of course the room 401 he was in.

It’s just that this game field seems to have a lot of restrictions on ghosts. Perhaps 401 is not within the scope of Zhang Dinghe’s revenge. The game field did not open the door to it with the previous [-]-year-old behavior, and the door was knocked on and stood firm. In the door frame, the evil spirit, who had knocked for a long time without getting a response, turned his head and went downstairs angrily, and began to torment the two rooms on the third floor.

Qiao Zhou has been sitting in 401 waiting. In fact, as long as the decapitated ghost comes up now—it has the authority to open the door of 401, Zhang Dinghe can successfully catch Qiao Zhou. Day has a psychological shadow completely, it has been lying on the ground on the first floor, just turned around, staring at the sky with eyes closed, and its own corpse dangling on the window sill.

After looking at it for a while, it turned around, buried its face in the ground, sorted out its complicated and sad emotions, and then turned its head to guard its corpse after a while—it was afraid that the human would do unforgivable things to the corpse while it was away , although it is powerless to stop it at the moment, but at least it has to see it with its own eyes!

At this point, it has completely forgotten about chasing and killing its own murderer. It is every ghost's obsession to restore its body to its integrity, just like ghosts who have been chopped into pieces wake up, the first time they wake up. One thing is to put himself back together, the decapitated ghost who was torn in half now doesn't want to care about anything except his own body.

The original resident hid outside aggrievedly, and the vicious, brutal and unreasonable intruder obtained the temporary ownership of 401 with a steel pipe, and waited here safely until four hours passed.

The smiling face of the moon drawn in simple strokes outside the window was replaced by the smiling face of the sun drawn in simple strokes. The blue sky and white clouds appeared in the sky, and the day came.

The entire residential building returned to silence again, the sound of the violent Zhang Dinghe slamming the door disappeared instantly, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the ticking of clock hands could be heard.

Qiao Zhou pushed open the window covered with newspapers, and saw that the headless corpse he hung outside was gone, and there was only a big peony flower bed sheet floating empty on the window sill, blown lonely by the wind, A deflation, a drum, a deflation...

Qiao Zhou closed the window again, searched around, pocketed the key that had been left unattended in the entrance, picked up the steel pipe and walked out of 401.

Sure enough, Zhang Dinghe couldn't hear any movement outside the house. He walked back to the fifth floor calmly, but saw an unexpected visitor at the door of 501.

Qiao Zhou raised his eyebrows: "...What are you doing here?"

Fan Yue's face was ugly: "Chen Yin, something happened to Chen Yin, I can't find anyone else, so I can only come up."

"Something happened." Qiao Zhou repeated these words thoughtfully.

"A ghost has been chasing her. You should have discovered it. It is the victim of 'us'." Fan Yue gestured twice, with a nervous expression.

Victim of 401...

Qiao Zhou's mind suddenly flashed the ghost's head that he knocked down the first floor three times in a row, and he blinked.

"Oh..." Qiao Zhou stretched his voice as if he had suddenly realized, and his attitude instantly became warm and friendly: "Then let's go to the sixth floor together, Hua Ping'an probably doesn't know about it yet."

Fan Yue nodded: "Yao Qiong didn't move at all, Zhou Donglai... Zhou Donglai was there, I heard his screams—"

Speaking of this, she shivered decently: "It's better for us to stay together, if we spread out, we will be caught one by one like just now, and the flow of time here is also very strange, maybe soon It's going to be dark again."

The two talked in a low voice and walked up to the sixth floor.

The ghost in the daytime started the indiscriminate killing mode. Qiao Zhou was very self-aware. What could he, a weak and pitiful human being, do in the face of a ferocious ghost? I'm afraid he couldn't even run for his life, right?

In this case, why not drag someone into the water... Ah no, ask someone more experienced to help.

From the beginning to the end, Qiao Zhou, who was walking with the ghost, showed nothing unusual.

Just because he can play with the head of a beheaded ghost boldly, doesn't mean he can round up and flatten every ghost. He has always been cautious about things that could threaten him.

Such as Zhang Dinghe at night, such as Fan Yue now.

Under Fan Yue's gaze, he rang the doorbell of 602.

The doorbell rang continuously for a while, but there was no response from inside. Qiao Zhou and Fan Yue exchanged glances: "Are you sure he is on the sixth floor? There is an elevator in his room that can go directly to the first floor. Has someone already gone down?" gone?"

He sells his teammates with confidence and without guilt and is straightforward.

Fan Yue frowned when she heard the news: "Elevator?!"

Her eyes rolled around, and she slyly denied: "Impossible, I have been on the first floor and never saw him come down."

Qiao Zhou nodded indifferently: "Maybe he's been in the elevator all this time and hasn't come out? Who doesn't know that there are ghosts outside, and if the elevator is safe, I will stay inside and never go out."

Hearing this, Fan Yue looked at the door and then at the stairs, showing a bit of hesitation.

Obviously this ghost's IQ is not very high, he is the kind of honest ghost who is easy to fool.

"If you don't believe me, just ring the doorbell a few more times." The words just now seemed to be just casual complaints. After Qiao Zhou finished speaking, he raised his chin at Fan Yue. Obviously he was still a little unhappy that she denied her guess. Fan Yue couldn't Suspecting him, he went up and rang the doorbell twice, and Qiao Zhou behind him raised his voice at the same time, "Those inside the door, you are already surrounded by us, if you are sensible, open the door quickly, or you won't be able to hide well next night Alright, I'll be the first to see your room, and I'll bring you a spooky gift package by the way."

His threat was neither fish nor fowl, and it sounded harmless. Even Fan Yue didn't hear anything unusual, and said a few soft words of pleading, hoping that Hua Ping'an would open the door and let them in to hide.

God, this ghost is really honest.

The two humans inside and outside the door sighed in their hearts at the same time.

Qiao Zhou has almost shaken off the key to this game field, and he almost pointed at Hua Ping'an's nose and threatened him, I know where you are hiding, let me in quickly, or I will bring your victim to look for it at night you.

Hua Pingan leaned against the door and listened silently to the movement outside: ...

What a shameless person!Just let this ghost eat him up!

After thinking about it, Huaping still didn't do this.

Although he really wants to do this, but God knows if Zhang Dinghai has any backup. Anyway, as far as he is concerned, if he encounters this situation by himself, he has several ways to drag others to die together .

It's too difficult to kill a ghost, but isn't it easy to kill a living person!

Fan Yue and Qiao Zhou stood at the door of 602 for a long time without hearing any sound. Qiao Zhou spread his hands and said, "There is really no one, maybe they really took the elevator down, think about the movement at night, every room It's ghosts chasing people, and fools stay in the room."

Fan Yue thought about it and thought it made sense.

"Then let's go down."

When going downstairs, Qiao Zhou naturally followed Fan Yue, a little behind two steps. When Fan Yue walked down two steps of the stairs unconsciously, Qiao Zhou turned his face and looked at 601 opposite.

At the same time, the closed door of 601 suddenly opened a gap soundlessly, Qiao Zhou turned around nimbly, and rushed into the suddenly wide open room, the door was rubbing against the corner of his clothes behind him. Close and close, the whole process takes no more than three seconds at one go, comparable to a professional performance that has been rehearsed countless times in advance.

Fan Yue didn't realize something was wrong until she heard the door close. She turned her head 180 degrees and turned her head to the back. She happened to see Qiao Zhou's clothes flashing through the crack of the door. door.

At this point, what else does she not understand?She was played by these two humans teaming up!

The female ghost let out a shrill and sharp roar, the blood on the face of the living person faded away, the ghostly aura poured out of her body like a river pouring down, black pus and blood flowed out from the seven orifices, and the pupils spread into a turbid and viscous color , In the next second, her whole body hit the door of 601.

Hearing the crazily banging on the door outside, Hua Pingan, who locked the door behind him, took a step back, looked at the downstairs neighbor who fell on the ground because he rushed in too quickly, and smiled wryly: "She is the one you brought. Yes, it looks like she doesn't want to go."

There were only the two of them left in the whole building, so it was no wonder that the female ghost wanted to leave.

Qiao Zhou, who was dusting off his body, raised his head inexplicably: "What are you talking about? She obviously came to look for you, and I'm the one who was implicated innocently, okay?"

Hua Pingan choked for a moment, looking at this man who was calmly making trouble, he was rarely speechless.

He really had never seen such a brazen person, who was the person who threatened him outside the door just now?Did you forget all about it when you turned around?

But now is not the time to talk about this, the maddened female ghost outside the door is getting stronger and stronger, the loud boom shakes the whole floor, and the door frame firmly embedded in the wall even falls slightly. Hua Pingan frowned, and took a step back involuntarily: "Forget it, what are you going to do next?"

"Let me tell you first, there is indeed an elevator in room 602, but there is no elevator in room 601, so we can't go down."

Qiao Zhou put his left ear in and out of his right ear, and quickly glanced at this empty house similar to 501. It was a semi-finished rough house, which did not give people any sense of security. There was no furniture here, and the kitchen and bathroom were half renovated. A light bulb with wires hanging from the ceiling, which is still wrapped in plastic film, and the only reliable door in the entire room is currently in a precarious situation.

Qiao Zhou was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Where's the corpse?"

Hua Ping'an frowned: "What?"

Qiao Zhou was impatient to deal with these unnecessary details with him: "This is the crime scene you selected, right? If you look carefully on the wall, you can see blood stains. It was done very carefully, so where did you hide the body?"

The reason why Hua Ping'an's plan was discovered so quickly was because Qiao Zhou had the same idea.

The best way to delay the discovery of the truth is to keep falsifying evidence, falsifying details, falsifying everything related to the case, including of course the scene of the crime.

502 is the home of Zhang Dinghai's two brothers, and it is also the scene of Zhang Dinghe's death. The opposite 501 is just a rough room. Qiao Zhou chose 501 as the "crime scene" almost immediately, and specially rehearsed a The illusion of Zhang Dinghe falling from the building—this scene happened to be seen by Hua Pingan upstairs.

However, after Hua Ping'an told the scene he witnessed, Qiao Zhou knew that this person's plan coincided with his own. The windowsills of 601 and 602 were in two directions. If Hua Ping'an was not in 601 at that time, he was How did you see Qiao Zhou's movements?

Then why did he appear in 601 where he should not have appeared?

The answer, of course, is——

He was doing the same thing as Qiao Zhou.

Hua Ping'an obviously found out where he had accidentally missed an opening, and smiled awkwardly. Qiao Zhou ignored him. He had already found the most likely place to hide the human body in the room, and rushed in three steps in two. After entering the bathroom, he turned the steel pipe in his hand and stabbed it hard at the ceiling.

"Boom-"

The ceiling is not empty, but a slightly dull echo.

In order to install the bathroom heater and water pipes on the top of the bathroom, a large height needs to be reserved. The ceiling will look much lower than other places, which is a good place to hide things.

The banging of the door became more and more violent, Hua Pingan walked in helplessly, and together with Qiao Zhou, they tore open the ceiling and dragged the corpse out.

The current appearance of the two of them really can't be matched with any good person.

None of them minded that much, though.

The female ghost slammed into the door frantically while grabbing the door panel with her sharp nails. The door was covered with pitted and bloody scratches. The creaking sound made one's scalp numb and his whole body itchy. Even Qiao Zhou could not move uncomfortably. Move the shoulder blades.

The two dragged the corpse to the balcony, and the peony flower bed sheet in 401 below was still swaying in the wind, bulging and deflated in a lonely and boring way.

The female ghost grabbed the door panel twice fiercely, and suddenly heard a shout, and the unconscious scream was suppressed deliberately halfway through, followed by a muffled sound, as if something had hit the iron railing outside the window. There was a crisp vibration on the railing.

She raised her head and listened with her ears sideways, and heard the human who lied to her with nonsense just now eagerly calling another person's name.

"Hua Pingan? Hua Pingan? Can you still get up? Get out of the way, I'm coming down!"

The voice from the door was very vague, but the general sentence could be heard. The female ghost thought for a while, and suddenly realized that they wanted to jump from the sixth floor to the iron shelf outside the fourth floor!

She twisted her head, and the whole person rushed down the stairs like a whirlwind, blowing into the open door of 401 with a strong smell of blood all the way. The narrow room of 401 was enough for her to take a good look at it, so she saw the man on the window sill at a glance. A bed sheet of ostentatious peonies, with apparently human hands and feet inside.

The person inside seemed to have fallen into a coma, and hung in the bed sheet without moving for a while, the female ghost let out a shriek of joy, pounced on him madly, stabbed her ten fingers into the man's body, and tore violently to vent her anger, but she tore It took two moments to realize that something was wrong. The person in his hand had no temperature, his limbs were stiff, and he did not cry out as a living person.

When she calmed down and took a closer look, she met a pair of cloudy eyes that were dying.

Behind her, the open door closed with a click, the key was inserted into the lock, and twisted twice. Hearing the female ghost's more and more venomous cry, Qiao Zhou pulled out the key and stuffed it into his pocket, sighing: "So, how important it is to remember to bring your keys when you go out."

Hua Pingan stood beside him and gave him an indescribable look.