I quickly took out a Swiss army knife I carried on. After all, I heard Liang Zi talk about how evil the place was. Now that I encountered this situation again, I felt a little scared.

Just as I was thinking about it, a loud roar suddenly came from the corridor: "What are you doing?"

This roar made me jump almost twice on the spot, almost scaring me of a heart attack.

Fortunately, I was sure that this was a sound made by people, not a rice dumpling. The locals in Wuhan spoke so loudly. Even if they stood ten meters away, they could hear it clearly. Suddenly, when someone yelled like this in the corridor, anyone would be confused.

Looking back, I saw a middle-aged man in a security uniform standing in the distance of the corridor, his eyes wide open.

But he obviously didn't realize how big his voice was, and he still asked me alertly what I was doing here.

I had no choice but to take out my cell phone and pretend to be filming a video, and while talking nonsense to him, I was ready to find an opportunity to sneak out.

Unexpectedly, this security guard not only had a loud voice and had an extremely hot temper. He scolded me in Wuhan dialect, but I didn't understand a single word.

Then he took me downstairs until he pushed me out of the door, and turned around and locked the door.

I was wondering how he discovered me when I suddenly saw a surveillance probe on the street lamp shelf at the bottom of the building.

It turned out to be a false alarm, but on the way back, I still felt that the sound of breathing at the door of 401 was very real and weird, and it didn't look like it was sent by the security guard.

Maybe, there was something in that room.

I was hesitant immediately, should I continue this job?

Speaking of which, I have no worries about those taboos of Yin and Yang, because I have known a Yin and Yang gentleman since I was a child.

He is my neighbor in my hometown and has the same surname as me, but he has no blood relationship.

Outsiders call him the Lord, while I call him the uncle.

Since I could walk, I liked to run to him and listen to stories. Although he had never been to the city several times in his life, he had an extraordinary understanding of the Zhouyi Bagua Yin and Yang Fengshui.

At that time, people in the village were always the first to find their home when they were sick or when they encountered any strange things. As long as they were asked to make a fortune, they could be resolved quickly.

During this period, he told me many strange stories from ancient times to the present, such as taboos after hitting ghosts, and those who can't just sit on people's shoulders when walking at night, and even taught me how to call a divination.

It’s a pity that I rarely returned to my hometown after I went to college. I haven’t seen him for many years now.

It is precisely because of his influence that I will not be afraid of any ghost knocking on the door, because he told me that the reason why some people see ghosts is because they are afraid of ghosts in their hearts.

But everyone has two beacons on their shoulders. As long as the light does not turn off, the ghost cannot approach you, the premise is that you cannot be afraid or scared, otherwise the beacon will be gone.

But this time the situation is obviously different. Regarding the navigation chart and the Japanese Ghost Tower, I vaguely feel that there is always something unspeakable behind all this.

I was about to find a place to take a rest before talking, but I accidentally found that there was a note in my pocket at some point.

When I opened it, it said: "Continue, what you are looking for is inside."

I quickly looked around and found that there was not even a shadow of someone nearby.

With the training I received in the police station, I would definitely notice anyone around me when I approached me, but this time I was stuffed with notes without knowing it.

I was suddenly a little chilling. If this person came to disrupt the situation, then his methods would definitely be good.

If it was the person arranged by Professor Wu, it just happened to be what I said in the text message I received. This person is definitely not simple.

At the same time, this also shows that all my actions are being targeted by others, and I am very reluctant to see this situation.

Regardless of whether this is Professor Wu’s arrangement or someone else, it seems that this matter has to be done.

On the one hand, the person who stuffed me a note or Professor Wu would definitely not let me give up halfway. On the other hand, I also began to wonder what would happen next if I could find the navigation chart.

At this time, it was still very stuffy outside, and the scorching sun made me feel a little upset. I saw a guesthouse next to me, so I decided to go in and open a room to blow up the air conditioner and take a nap before talking.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when I woke up. When I arrived at the lobby of the guesthouse, I saw a small restaurant next to me. So I went in and ordered some food and ordered a few bottles of beer to eat.

After dinner, it was completely dark outside, which was just right for my action.

I walked to the vicinity of Building 6 and planned to take a look at the surrounding environment first and wait until everything is foolproof before going in.

With the lessons learned during the day, the main entrance of this building cannot be entered again, otherwise if the security guard discovered through surveillance, he would definitely appear and scare me to death.

All the windows on the first floor were welded with steel strips. If you want to enter, you can only go around the back of the building and climb up the second floor and then get in through the window.

When I appeared in the corridor on the fourth floor again, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The dim voice-controlled lights were light and turned off with my footsteps. The atmosphere was very similar to the plot in a Japanese ghost movie.

I stood in front of the door of 401 and listened carefully for a long time, wanting to confirm whether the breathing sound is still there.

However, this time I never heard any sound again, and the corridor was so quiet that I could even detect my heartbeat.

I took out a crowbar that I had prepared in advance, clamped it in the crack of the door and left hard. With a "creaking", something seemed to fall behind the door panel.

Then I took a few steps back and bumped hard, and the door opened swayingly.

The room was pitch black, and you could feel the dust on the ground as if you were walking in the sand for just two steps.

Through the lights in the corridor, I saw several thick wooden boards lying on the ground, with a row of rust-filled nails on it.

Then I realized that the door was not locked, but was sealed with wooden boards.

Then, I turned on the strong light flashlight and observed it all over, and saw several rows of bookshelves in the room, and some debris were piled up on the ground.

At first I was thinking that since the door was sealed from the inside and there were no other entrances and exits in the whole room, the room was definitely weird, at least it means that the person who sealed the door with wooden boards had never been out again.

But after watching for a long time, I could not see any other traces except the footprints I stepped on when I came in just now, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!