Paintings of Terror

When Mu Yiran put the pair of red slippers back under the bed with his own hands, Ke Xun looked at him with his hands in his hands: "Aren't you worried about Qiu Lu like Sha Liu, afraid that I might be surprised?" You're making a fuss, and you're going to hide the part about the haunting last night."

Mu Yiran put the slippers back, looked at Ke Xun with a cold expression, and was about to say something, but saw the other party pick up his frigid soap box from the table: "Wash your hands."

"..."

After Mu Yiran left, Ke Xun squatted down and looked at the red slippers placed under the bed. It was quite homely, and even kind of friendly.

Ke Xun recalled that when he was young, his mother had a pair of red slippers, his father’s pair was warm brown, and his own was sky blue. Each pair of shoes had bear patterns on them, and together they were “Three Bears”…

Thinking of this, the weird atmosphere before seemed to have disappeared. Ke Xun got up and came to the writing desk, and stroked the deep "return" character carved on the table with his hands. He didn't know where the owner of the red slippers was. Waiting for someone to come back.

In the afternoon, everyone spent looking for seals.

Because there is no clear clue, everyone can only use the stupid way of sweeping the building to find it. The houses of other neighbors must not be entered casually, and it is unlikely that the seal is hidden in other people's houses, so at present, it is mainly around corridors, stairs and Carry out a blanket search of public toilets.

As night fell, it was clear that nothing had happened.

Several newcomers looked particularly disappointed, only Shouzhu said: "There are many poems written on the wall of the public toilet on the fourth floor, most of them are original."

People didn't bother to talk to him, only Qiu Lu said, "Are you talking about the public toilet next to 409 to the west?"

Shouzhu shook the folding fan in his hand: "Yes, that's right."

"The walls of the women's toilet over there are also covered with poems!" Qiu Lu subconsciously looked at Sha Liu, because this toilet is the closest to 410, so both of them are used to going to that toilet.

Sha Liu frowned, she had seen those obscene poems herself, but Sha Liu didn't think poetry had anything to do with seals, and felt that these poets were particularly useless from the bottom of her heart.

Shouzhu recited without hesitation: "Intangible like spring water, sharp like a blade, vast, crystal clear..."

"The women's room also has the same poem!" Qiu Lu interrupted Shouzhu, "Could it be written by the same person?"

Shouzhu seemed to be seriously thinking about business for the first time, and closed the folding fan in his hand: "No wonder I think the font and style are biased towards women."

"Even if it was written by the same person, what does it mean? A woman secretly went to the men's room to write poems?" Sha Liu felt that this kind of behavior was disgusting—but it could satisfy the fantasy of a cultural hooligan like Shouzhu. .

"I think this is quite weird." Xin Miao's voice was very low.

Sha Liu didn't want to waste time on this kind of matter: "What we're looking for is a seal."

Everyone was gathered at the entrance of the restaurant, some were listening carefully, some were thinking, only Zhu Haowen was leaning against the wall and playing mobile games with his head down.

Ke Xun helped Fifth Sister, who was carrying a vegetable basket, open the bamboo curtain of the restaurant: "Let's all go in, let's talk while we eat."

The small restaurant is a bit stuffy, and Fifth Sister plans to move the folding table to the yard: "Eat outside, it's cool!"

"Good idea!" Ke Xun went in and helped Fifth Sister move the table, "I'll do it! You guys don't sit idle, move your own stools out to sit! Haowen stop playing, move the stools!"

Zhu Haowen raised his eyes, looked at Ke Xun, and went into the restaurant to move a stool.

Qiu Lu and Xin Miao were still struggling with the poetry in the toilet, and were very dissatisfied with Sha Liu's contemptuous attitude just now, so Xin Miao went directly to Mu Yiran and said, "Brother Mu, don't you think it's strange to write poetry?" Can this person go to the men's and women's restrooms? Is this person male or female? And he (she) lives on our fourth floor!"

Mu Yiran: "After dinner, we'll go back and check. If we're sure it's the same person's handwriting, we'll go back to our respective rooms to look for the same handwriting. Maybe there will be some clues."

Sha Liu looked at Mu Yiran, took off her glasses and wiped them with the corner of her clothes.

Fifth Sister turned on the light in front of the restaurant, and the yard was lit up. Everyone didn't talk much, and many people couldn't eat. — After all, night is coming again.

"Eat as much as you want, you will be energetic after eating." Old man Li Taiyong advises everyone.

"Old man, you are right," Ke Xun picked up a chopstick mixed with vinegar and shredded radish, and chewed it crisply, "You have to conserve your energy to escape!"

When everyone heard this, they all had a reason, so they buried their heads in eating.

Mu Yiran looked at Ke Xun's self-familiarity, and couldn't help but look at him a few more times—the innate things in Ke Xun, such as the kindness of the market, are in his own eyes. It is very rare in the living environment.

The old man Li Taiyong laughed, and he liked Ke Xun very much in his heart: "Just now you went upstairs to look for things, and I played a few games of chess with Lao Zhang."

"Old Zhang? You mean the concierge?" Ke Xun only knew that the uncle's surname was Zhang.

"Yes, by the way, I inquired about this dormitory." The old man Li Taiyong said slowly.

Sha Liu was a little excited after hearing this: "Have you found out about the murders that happened in this building?"

The old man Li Taiyong smiled and shook his head: "You can't chat like that, you have to pay attention to step by step."

Sha Liu lowered her head and tore off the flower roll in her hand: "Then, what have you been asking for?"

Everyone also chewed the food slowly and listened carefully to the old man Li Taiyong.

"This building is an old house. It was built in the early 80s. It belongs to the assets of the factory. To put it bluntly, it is the dormitory run by the factory." Although the old man Li Taiyong is old, he speaks slowly and clearly. In the joint-stock system, Factory Director Liao holds the bulk of the shares, and discussed with several shareholders to sell the land of Chunsun Dormitory.”

"Sold? Then these neighbors live well now?" Wei Dong couldn't help asking.

"It is said that before the dormitory was sold, the factory started to drive out people. Those who had houses or were very honest moved out, and most of them stayed put. The factory manager directly put up the sign of Chunsun Apartment, First, it was publicly leased for a year or two, and then a Hong Kong developer was negotiated, and the land was sold directly after signing the contract."

Qin Ci couldn't help but said: "If these residents are still from the factory, then the factory should solve the accommodation problem for everyone."

"The factory has also given a solution, let you buy a new house built in the factory, and buy it as your own, but the location is good and the price is expensive, and the whole set is less than 10 yuan. The factory has been in recession for many years, and many people can't afford it. money."

Indeed, in that era, there were no such concepts as down payment and installment payment, and the full payment was required to buy a house.

"Later, the factory manager cooperated with the developer and began to harass people. It is against the law to go directly into the house and evict people, so these people came up with a bad idea. They built a high cement wall outside the tube building, almost The four-story building is so high, and a big iron gate was pulled outside the concrete wall, blocking all the people on the first floor inside, so they can only come out at regular intervals."

Everyone frowned after hearing this, these people are really cruel.

Ke Xun suddenly understood who wrote the hideous red letters "ghost" on the outer wall, and it must have been done by those factories and developers.

"In this way, Chunsun Apartment has become what it is today." After saying this, the old man Li Taiyong took a sip of rice porridge from the bowl in front of him.

"I think this incident is the background of Chunsun's apartment, and it may be related to the theme of the whole painting." Qin Ci said.

From the barber shop adjacent to the restaurant, the beautiful boss in a red dress came out again, and now she walked towards the dining table with a slight smile, and put a box of Marlboro in front of Shouzhu: "The cigarettes you want."

Shouzhu has always been helpless against beautiful women, and now his whole face is full of smiles: "I'm tired, I'm tired! Has Xiaosang eaten yet? I'll order two more dishes, let's have a drink together?"

Zhishao nudged his companion with his elbow, thinking that now is not the time to pick up girls.

When everyone heard that Shouzhu invited outsiders to join, they were also a little disgusted.

Xiao Sang had good eyesight, hooked her fingers and said to Shouzhu, "Go to my place, the one next door has just moved out and has been empty for many days, we plan to have a party there!"

Qiu Lu's complexion was very ugly, her chin raised slightly, and she wiped her mouth with the handkerchief she carried with her.

"Okay, okay!" Shouzhu couldn't stand the temptation, and hurriedly followed Xiaosang.

Zhishao shouted anxiously: "You must go back to the house before ten o'clock! Don't wait until the lights are turned off!"

Shouzhu waved his hand, waving the folding fan in his hand and talking and laughing with Xiaosang...

After everyone finished their meal, they first went to the toilet on the west side of the fourth floor to check. Most of them walked into this toilet for the first time, so their expressions were very subtle.

Wei Dong stared dumbfounded with his mouth open: "These hooligans... Poems are too explicit!"

Ke Xun directly concluded: "This is written by a woman."

"Ke Er will also study women's poetry?"

"Look with your eyes." Ke Xun pointed to one of the lines - written in red chalk: My hole is waiting to submerge you...

After comparing the handwriting in the men's and women's toilets, it was confirmed that it was written by the same person, but it was different from the handwriting that could be found in their respective rooms.

Qiu Lu was a little panicked: "I think it might have something to do with our house. Although no handwriting was found in the house,... the explicit passages in those romance novels were highlighted with a red pen."

Everyone: "..."

Sha Liu also felt that something was wrong: "Let's pay more attention tonight, sleep next to the door, and run to the corridor for help if there is any movement."

"Okay." Qiu Lu nodded nervously.

It was past ten o'clock at this time, and Zhitiao went to the disco downstairs to pull out the thin bamboo, and everyone went back to their rooms to get ready to rest.

The lights were quickly turned off, and the entire building was darkened, except for the faint yellow light in the public toilets at the four corners.

"Tell me, is she still looking for shoes tonight?" Ke Xun lay on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling.

The shoes have come back, and there is no need to look for them again. The question is, what will this person do with the slippers on?

"Go to bed early, see what you can do." Mu Yiran was already a little sleepy, and didn't sleep for most of last night.

Ke Xun turned over suddenly, with one arm gesturing to embrace him, Mu Yiran pinched Ke Xun's wrist with one hand, and held the opponent's arm in mid-air.

"Ouch, I've got numb muscles!" Ke Xun struggled for a long time, "I'll go get your fan! The big cattail fan is beside your pillow!"

Mu Yiran let go of his fingers, turned over directly, and threw the fan backhand to Ke Xun.

Ke Xun took it deftly, and fanned it vigorously. The cool wind blew over the two of them, and Mu Yiran also felt very comfortable.

Unexpectedly, the other party's voice was sent along with the cool wind, and the words were correct: "Midsummer midnight, the cool wind brings refreshment~"

Mu Yiran fell asleep directly.

Ke Xun fanned the fan again for a while, thinking about the day's affairs for a while, and also felt a little sleepy. Just as he closed his eyelids, he heard the sound of slow footsteps coming from the corridor outside.

This is the sound of high-heeled shoes, and the steps are very slow, and even form a rhythm-stop after a few steps, and then continue walking.

The girls in the team don't wear high heels, so who is this woman in the corridor?Is it a neighbor?

Mu Yiran has also woken up, and his voice is very soft: "It's on the fourth floor."

Both of them tried to breathe as low as possible until the sound of high heels became farther and farther away.

"Go and see?" Ke Xun pointed to the small window connected to the corridor.

Mu Yiran nodded, and the two men got off the bed lightly, occupying both sides of the small window and looking out through the gap in the curtains.

There was indeed a person walking in the corridor on the fourth floor. It was a woman in a red dress. Judging by her hairstyle, she was clearly Xiao Sang from the barber shop.

Xiao Sang paced leisurely, stopping briefly every time she passed a door, and then walked forward.

A red dress is very dazzling in the dark night.

Finally she stopped at a door and knocked on it.