Urban Oddities: Soul Contract

Chapter 6Guardians

When Huo Minghai woke up, he found himself lying on the grass, the sun was shining and the breeze was blowing.

The security guard was applying balm to him. Seeing that he was awake, he asked with concern, "Have you got heatstroke? Are you feeling better?"

Huo Minghai felt his forehead hurt so much, he touched it with his hand, and wiped off a bright red patch.

"Maybe I hit a rock when I fell and broke my skin." The security guard urged on the walkie-talkie, "Director, hurry up."

"On the way, we'll be there soon."

Mixed with electric current, the voice on the walkie-talkie sounded mechanical and blunt. Huo Minghai could feel his heart hitting his chest one after another. The injured forehead was very hot, but his body was cold. Huo Minghai sat down in sweat. When he got up, the wooden box in his arms rolled to the ground with a snap.

This is……

Unbelievably picked up the wooden box, turned it to the side, and the delivery information was clearly printed on the courier slip.

Chu Gan will send it to Mo Xie...

Why is the package here?

"Hey, the potion and the hemostatic patch are here!" The security supervisor waved his hand and trotted over.

Several security guards hurriedly applied medicine to the courier boy, applied hemostatic patches, and gave him a bottle of mineral water. Huo Minghai drank a few sips, his confused mind finally cleared up, and he stretched out his hand to grab the security guard beside him. Before he could speak, he heard the security guard let out an exclamation.

"My God! So much blood!"

In the sun, the dark sleeves glowed a dark red.

After the inspection, when the security put down Huo Minghai's sleeves, they all looked blank.

Apart from the wound on his forehead, Huo Minghai had no other wounds.

"Where did the blood come from?"

"This blood is not mine!" Huo Minghai grabbed onto the security guard, speechless incoherently, "Killed, killed! Call the police!"

"How many floors?"

"Fourth floor, go up and have a look!"

"Little brother, calm down." The security supervisor pressed Huo Minghai who had jumped up, "Drink some water, and then rest."

"Brother, when the residents found you, you just lay here, you couldn't have jumped from the fourth floor, right?" The security guard rubbed his fingers and showed them to Huo Minghai, "Look, is there blood? No, right? In fact, the blood on your sleeve is dry, it should be from a previous injury, stained with blood, and the clothes haven't been washed, right?"

Huo Minghai touched his sleeves and rubbed his fingers, indeed, his hands were dry...

The security guards took Huo Minghai, who was suffering from heatstroke, to the security guard to turn on the air conditioner. Huo Minghai took a cup of hot tea, took a few sips trembling, put down the cup, and raised his head to ask the man sitting opposite.

"Are you from the North?"

The head of security readily extended his hand: "Yes, I'm from the Northeast, Wei Jiantao."

Huo Minghai shook hands with him: "No wonder you speak with a northern accent."

"Hehe, I'm used to it. After all these years in the South, I still can't change it."

While talking, the intercom rang.

"Zizi...Report, everything is normal."

"Well, okay, thank you for your hard work." Wei Jiantao put away the walkie-talkie, and made a gesture to Huo Minghai, just look at it and say it's all right.

"But... there was a lot of blood in that house... newspapers and magazines were scattered..." Huo Minghai was in a mess, wishing to restore the scene to show them. Seeing that he didn't believe it, his brain got hot, and he blurted out, "And there are... "

Suddenly returning to his senses, Huo Minghai quickly shut up.

"There's... under the bed?" Wei Jiantao frowned.

"Well...it's nothing..." Huo Minghai pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Can the woman wrapped in a plastic bag under the bed really be called a human being?

Huo Minghai walked out of the guard room in a daze. The guard saw him coming and happily went to get the package, but...

The package in the locker is missing!

"Thank you, I'm leaving."

Hearing the sound of the car starting, the guard chased him out: "Hey, your package..."

Huo Minghai turned around.

"I'm really... very sorry, I lost the package!" The doorman cried sadly, he really couldn't figure out when the package disappeared.

The doorman, who was still distressed, froze in place at Huo Minghai's next sentence.

"It's okay, the package is here."

The long wooden box lay right in the parcel basket.

Watching the courier boy going away, the guard didn't even notice that the cigarette he was holding dropped to the ground.

"It's strange... Could it be that the package really ran with long legs?"

The roads in the suburbs are rough and rough, and a car passing by will stir up a cloud of dust.

Huo Minghai looked at the sleeve, he clearly remembered that the woman reached out and grabbed his sleeve...

But the security guard told them that nothing unusual was found.

Could it be... a dream?

There was a gap in memory, and Huo Minghai couldn't remember how he lay down on the grass.

I have no impression at all, hey, I have a headache.

The car hit a rock and bumped heavily, and the wooden box hit the basket with an ouch.

At the same time, the boy riding a bicycle next to him also let out an oops.

The bumpy bike quickly overtook Huo Minghai, another pit, the bike bumped again, the boy bounced and fell, with a bitter face, he touched his crotch.

"It hurts." Huo Minghai wrinkled his face when he saw it, the car was driving carefully, there were so many potholes on the road, the car shook and shook, and the wooden box rattled back and forth in the frame.

"Oh...it hurts..."

There was a slight cry of pain from behind, Huo Minghai was amused, thinking that another young man had committed a crime on the road, the car turned a corner and took a small road, the small road is a shortcut to the museum, it is also full of potholes, the car After bumping and shaking for half an hour, I finally got on a smooth asphalt road.

"Huh..." Huo Minghai wiped his sweat, his buttocks were throbbing and hurting.

"Huh..." There was a relieved voice behind him, which was covered by the roar of vehicles, and Huo Minghai didn't hear it.

I spent too much time in the community, and when I arrived, the museum was closed.

He was greeted by the gatekeeper.

"Little brother, it's really hard work, come and have some tea."

Huo Minghai was thirsty, so he drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth and asked, "Master, are they all off work?"

"Yeah, I've all gone back from get off work." The uncle pointed to several packages in the corner and told Huo Minghai that if there are packages, you can put them here first, and he usually collects them for you.

General Chu didn't write Mo Xie's contact number, so Huo Minghai had no choice but to pass the package to the uncle and ask him to sign for it.

Unexpectedly, after reading the delivery slip, the uncle shook his head: "I can't accept this package."

"what?"

"We don't have anyone with the surname Mo here." The uncle put on his reading glasses, turned out an address book, and indexed it alphabetically. There was only a girl named Mo Xiaoqing in the pinyin column starting with the word M.

"Master, are you looking for it again?"

The uncle flipped through from beginning to end again, and took out the previous address book. After looking through it carefully, he shook his head at Huo Minghai.

Huo Minghai suddenly felt as if someone had poured cold water on him, holding the wooden box at a loss.

"Little brother, is there a wrong name on this package?" The uncle took off his reading glasses and suggested sincerely, "Take it back to the company to check."

Huo Minghai had no choice but to go back. The wooden box was knocked upside down in the basket and finally made it to the company. When Huo Minghai touched the wooden box, he found that the top of the box was wet and dirty like vomit. It must have been stained by some sewage splashed by the car.

Alas, this package can't be delivered.

Huo Minghai turned the stained end down, carried the wooden box at a slant and walked into the hall, but on the notice board, he found something incredible.

The name of VIP customer General Chu disappeared!

Subconsciously, he turned the box over, and on the courier slip, the column for the recipient's signature was empty, just...

Huo Minghai rubbed it with his fingers, and finally accepted the fact that the traces of bloody fingerprints could not be wiped off!

It may be that the forehead was stained with blood, and then accidentally stained it when picking up the wooden box.

Holding a bunch of packages, Su Mu stopped in front of Huo Minghai when passing by, and asked him if he was not feeling well.

"It's okay, the bleeding has stopped." Huo Minghai thought he was talking about the injury on his forehead.

Su Mu motioned him to look at the ground.

On the ground, a small puddle of strange liquid accumulated.

"Did you throw up?" Su Mu asked.

"No?"

Thinking of something, Huo Minghai turned the wooden box over and over, the stained end was wet, and when it tilted down, some liquid that seemed to be vomit dripped out again.

"Could it be... there is liquid in it?" Huo Minghai was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"No, it's an antique metal inside, very hard." Su Mu, who registered the goods, remembered clearly, "There is no liquid."

Huo Minghai put the wooden box back into the warehouse, and thoughtfully cleaned it up with a cloth.

Encountered too many things during the day, and was extremely tired. Huo Minghai returned to the apartment without changing his clothes, and fell asleep. After some time, he was shaken awake by Du Jiajun.

Dinner was tomato eggs and a few dishes. Du Jiajun poured mustard into a bowl and mixed it. He took a mouthful of rice and vegetables, and watched with relish with his mobile phone in his hand.

"What are you looking at?" Huo Minghai stretched his neck curiously.

"updated."

After a few words, Du Jiajun finished reading and handed the phone to Huo Minghai.

"Ha, I didn't expect it to be updated." Huo Minghai smiled while watching, "This author only updates after five o'clock in the morning, so it's the first time to release it so early."

"Well, this chapter describes a murder case. The protagonist went downstairs and found that there was no one living there, and there were traces of soy sauce everywhere. I don't think it was soy sauce, but dried blood. The person who caught her under the bed should be It's..." Du Jiajun raised his head and looked at Huo Minghai, "What's wrong with you?"

Huo Minghai's hand holding the phone kept shaking, words flew out one after another on the screen, 405, newspapers and magazines all over the floor, traces of soy sauce, a room with a dressing table, a cabinet and a bed, what's even more terrifying Yes, the curtains in that place are tightly drawn, and the first thing you do when you enter is to open the curtains...

"Ming Hai?"

"...Huh?" Huo Minghai came back to his senses and handed the phone to Du Jiajun, and said with a smile, "The new chapter is very exciting."

Du Jiajun took the phone and read the new chapter from beginning to end.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of anything."

"Then why are you shaking?"

"The writing in this chapter is a bit bizarre." Trembling, Huo Minghai put the half-spilled soup back on the table.

"Well, the imagination is good." Du Jiajun took a piece of meat and put it in Huo Minghai's bowl, "Even if there is a murder, it's the police's business, right?"

Huo Minghai nodded, and ate the sliced ​​meat in one bite, tears rolling down his face.

Du Jiajun: "Oh, I forgot, this meat is stained with mustard."

"I rely on you guy..."

Du Jiajun: "Are you afraid?"

Huo Minghai sniffed: "Who's scared!"

Du Jiajun gave him another slice: "Then do it again?"

Huo Minghai: "..."

Wei Jiantao worked as a hair stylist in his early years, and started his own business after he had some funds. Unfortunately, the company failed to manage well and closed down. Now, he is the director of the security team of Haijing Community.

"Today is really evil. One said there are ghosts in 405, and the other said that 405 killed people. Young people nowadays are under a lot of pressure."

Speaking his point of view in a relaxed tone, Wei Jiantao called up the surveillance video and watched it with his colleagues.

The colleague was a newly transferred young man, and he seemed absent-minded when checking the video. Wei Jiantao was concentrating on watching the surveillance, while the young man glanced at the surveillance, looked down at the phone, and then pretended to look up at the surveillance.

"Go and rest first, I'll just watch the video." Wei Jiantao patted the young man, "It's hard work on patrol."

"It's not hard." The young man sat aside and looked at his phone. Wei Jiantao secretly heaved a sigh of relief and checked the videos one by one. Floor, Wei Jiantao was very curious about which floor she would go to, because he clearly saw that none of the buttons for the elevator floor was on, and soon, the elevator stopped. Looking out from the opened door, the corridor is a very ordinary corridor. Li Li went out——

Herein lies the problem!

Wei Jiantao searched all the surveillance cameras on the floors at that time, but he didn't see Li Li at all.

Li Li stepped out of the elevator, but no surveillance camera caught her!

It's like... she went to a place where no one can see!

Soon, a courier brother took the elevator from the 1st floor to the 16th floor to deliver the courier, came back, entered the elevator, and pressed the button on the 1st floor.

Wei Jiantao looked carefully and carefully. Among the row of floor buttons, only the first floor was lit.

The elevator stopped at a certain floor, the door opened, and the courier brother walked out——

Like Li Li, the courier brother also disappeared, and went to a place where surveillance cameras couldn't catch and no one could see!

Wei Jiantao dragged the video. He was notified at around [-]:[-] p.m. that he found the delivery boy unconscious on the grass. However, Wei Jiantao watched the video over and over again. Since the delivery boy got out of the elevator, All the surveillance on the floor did not capture his figure again.

He didn't enter the elevator, he didn't enter the fire escape, and he didn't walk in the corridor. He seemed to appear out of thin air, lying on the grass!

Wei Jiantao turned off the video, lit a cigarette, turned around and asked, "Would you like one?"

"No need." The young man didn't look up, he didn't know what was attracting him on the phone, Wei Jiantao thought it was funny, and asked him what he was watching, if there is an island country action movie, remember to share it.

The young man smiled and said he must, lowered his head and continued to look at it for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Brother Tao, did any murders happen here a few years ago?"

Wei Jiantao smiled: "Which one are you asking?"

"Wow, is that a lot?"

"Haha! There are one or two cases in big cities every year. It's normal, isn't it?"

The young man nodded and said he was right, but what he said next made Wei Jiantao shudder from head to toe.

"Brother Tao, did the 405 of Seaview Garden kill someone?" The young man recalled the report he read a few years ago, "A few years ago, this place should be called Hongyu New Village. A dismembered female body was found under 405's bed?"

Wei Jiantao puffed out smoke and nodded: "This is the place, but the case has been solved and the murderer was shot, you, don't talk nonsense outside, there are a group of new residents here, and they don't know about it yet. "

"Oh! Oh!" The young man continued to look down at his phone, muttering, "It's really scary."

"What are you looking at so fascinated by?"

"A novel, it's terrifying." The young man sent the website to Wei Jiantao, asking him to read it too. "The author must have adapted it based on the murder case in Hongyu New Village. The writing is really vivid!"

Wei Jiantao snorted, clicked on the webpage, and saw the last few chapters, his eyes widened.

The young man was still chattering: "Brother Tao, look, the comments below are also very interesting. Someone asked what the murderer looked like. The author said that he was tall and thin, had a mole on his chin, and liked to touch his chin...haha It's so funny, as if she really saw the murderer. Also, someone asked what the couple was arguing about. The author replied that it was a dialect with a Beijing accent. Brother Tao, don’t you think so?”

After a while without a response, the young man looked up.

Wei Jiantao's face was livid under the light of the phone, and the fat on his fat face was shaking.

The young man sneaked around and looked at the mobile phone Wei Jiantao was holding from behind.

On the screen is a thread from the last chapter.

Huo Huo: I'm curious, what's the name of that female ghost?

Author's reply: Yang Meijiao.

A cup of soy milk that costs one yuan seems to have the ability to charm all living beings. Du Jiajun watched Huo Minghai sucking on the soy milk in a daze, fascinated, and couldn't help pulling him before he hit the tree.

"Why, the soul is lost by soy milk?"

Huo Minghai hummed dumbly, and continued to think about his thoughts with the straw in his mouth. The white soy milk rose, fell, and rose again in the straw. Du Jiajun snatched the soy milk, sucked it hard, and returned it with a look of disgust. : "The taste is very ordinary."

"Yeah." Huo Minghai lost his mind, and continued to bite the straw, the soy milk rose like a thermometer, fell, rose, fell...

"Have you read the new chapter?" Du Jiajun raised the topic.

Seeing Huo Minghai shaking his head, Du Jiajun began to recite to him vividly.

Lili released a new chapter in the early morning of the next day.

It is a story about Yang Meijiao.

In the story, since the protagonist entered the 405 once and was caught by a ghost, she would dream of inexplicable episodes every day when she slept. After she wrote down the matter in detail, she realized later that this was the experience of the female ghost Yang Meijiao. .

The matter is actually very simple, almost similar to what was shown on TV. Yang Meijiao was a girl in a hair salon and fell in love with a customer, but the customer did not intend to stay with her forever, and forced her to have an abortion after she became pregnant. Yang Meijiao's temper became irritable because of the child she wanted, and the man ignored her even more. The two gradually became estranged until one day, the man came and asked her for money, saying that he wanted to invest in starting a company, so On that night, all the grievances Yang Meijiao had accumulated for a long time erupted...

LILI uses her wonderful pen to write the experience of the female ghost vividly, presenting the most authentic scene to the readers.

Yang Meijiao called the man Liang Qijun.

However, the man's name is actually a pseudonym.

Some netizens called that man a bastard. Some netizens accused the man of being too insincere and using a pseudonym to make a girlfriend. Even more evidence-based research frenziedly dug up reports a few years ago, pointing out that this murder had happened before, and the deceased was a woman. The name of the ghost, and spoiled the process of solving the case, the murderer was arrested and brought to justice without any suspense.

Only Li Li knew it wasn't.

The case is not that simple.

The light from the screen made her eyes dizzy for a while. Li Li leaned back on the chair, closed her eyes, and continued typing on the keyboard after she recovered.

—You don't live long.

——If you continue, you will die!

"I know...I know everything..."

In the dark room, Li Li seemed to be possessed, her fingers kept jumping.

She had a hunch that her time was running out!

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