Chen Chong held up the flashlight and looked for a long time before he found that the so-called "human face" was actually a piece of wall that could not be taken off. It swayed slightly in the shadow at the end of the corridor. At first glance, it looked a bit similar.

"Is it the seeds of fear that are at work again?"

He breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the room in front of him.

The room was small, without any compartment, the windows were sealed with wooden boards, and only extremely faint light penetrated through the gaps, forming small spots of sesame spots on the ground.

Chen Chong entered carefully, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of dust. Under the flashlight, it was foggy.

There was a single bed in the middle of the room. The bedding on it had been stored for many years, and the cotton wool inside it collapsed and scattered all over the floor.

In addition, the end of the bed is facing a desk. The stool next to it has been corroded severely due to the years, and it seems that it will fall sideways when touched.

Kak

The sound of glass shattering came from the ground. Chen Chong looked down and found that he had stepped on the fragments of glass buried in the dust.

The surroundings were quiet, and even my breath could be heard. It was very heavy, like wearing a metal mask.

Chen Chong shivered for no reason, one was because the temperature in the entire apartment was very low, and the other was because the gloomy and terrifying environment made him feel scared.

I looked back at the door behind me. The wooden door was half open. Occasionally, I was moved by the wind, and a slight creaking sound appeared, as if it was echoing other "doors" in the corridor.

There was nothing strange outside the door.

He did not rush to find the so-called "key", but slowly came to the window to check the situation outside.

Although the entire window was sealed with wooden strips and the gap was small, as long as you look hard, you can always get a glimpse of it.

The closer you get to the window, the more decay the wood smells. When you reach out and touch it, you will feel a clear sense of moisture. Then use your fingernails to press it twice, and it has no effect. It seems that this moisture feeling is just an illusion and does not have any impact on the wood.

"The idea of ​​violently breaking the wooden board is considered a waste of time."

Chen Chong approached the gap and tried hard to look out.

Because the gap is too narrow, the close-up view cannot be seen clearly. You can only roughly tell whether it is in the evening or early morning, there are blurred tall buildings in the distance, and there are several cars with double flashes parked in the middle of the road. There is nothing else except that.

"The horror apartment should be in the city. The specific location cannot be judged, and there are no special references."

Chen Chong withdrew his gaze. Since he couldn't find any other way to go out, he could only look for the key honestly.

First, I found it from the table. In addition to the thick dust, there were also a few spider corpses curled up in a ball. The spider silk stretched upward from the edge of the table.

He held up the flashlight and looked upwards. He saw that the ceiling above his head was almost occupied by spider webs. There were a piece here and a piece there, which made him feel obsessive-compulsive disorder.

And in the spider webs, there are more living spiders moving, and the dense number is afraid of falling one on the top of the head.

"What the hell is this!"

Chen Chong scratched his numb scalp and quickly opened the table drawer and searched inside.

There were some used syringes in the drawer, and several boxes of medicine boxes that could not be seen clearly, but it was empty inside.

"Maybe it was left by the owner of this room."

After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the key. He focused on the single bed, hoping to gain something from the scattered bedding.

As soon as the dark yellow beam of flashlight shone, Chen Chong's heart was thrilled and jumped violently. He saw the quilt facing the head of the bed with a shabby pillow. At first glance, he looked like he was lying down!

"call."

The lower mouth wrapped around the upper mouth and blew the cold sweat on his forehead. Chen Chong suppressed the discomfort in his heart and turned on the bedding. A smell of rat urine suddenly came to his face, which was disgusting.

I held up the flashlight and saw it. I didn’t see the key, but instead saw many white furs, like rotten things after the death of a mouse.

puff.

I quickly took two steps back and covered my nose and was about to leave, but my trouser legs were pulled. I turned my head and saw that the trouser legs were pierced by an iron hook at the end of the bed.

“Really unlucky.”

Chen Chong frowned and raised his feet and shook his feet, trying to free his trouser legs along the curve of the iron hook, but failed. Because the iron hook was covered with rust, the more he struggled, the tighter he became.

There was no way, he could only bend down and stretch out his hand to solve it.

One, two

I have to say that the rusted iron hook has a lot of friction. Whenever it touches something like fabric, the tiny iron filings will become barbs and are difficult to avoid.

The break is getting bigger and bigger.

Chen Chong wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and while squatting down, he placed the flashlight on his neck and clamped it with his head. He pulled the trouser legs with one hand, adjusted the position of the iron hook with the other hand, and slowly used force.

The beam of the flashlight sways back and forth between the iron hook and the edge of the bed with force on his shoulders, illuminating the visible range and appearing and disappearing, as if it may be extinguished at any time.

The single bed was also shaking, making a crisp "crunching" sound.

"Who has nothing to do to install an iron hook by the bed? I'm really sick!"

The pants were inexplicably broken a big hole, and anyone had the urge to curse. Fortunately, after some effort, the legs of the pants gradually got off the iron hook. When they were about to be pulled out completely, a reflection flashed suddenly by the corner of Chen Chong's eyes.

He subconsciously moved his eyes and found that the flashlight was facing the edge of the bed, and half of the light beam shone into the dark bed.

There seemed to be a pair of bright red leather shoes there.

Since the flashlight is clamped by the neck and I bent my body, it is difficult to adjust the light and carefully check it out for a while.

Squirt.

The iron hook separated from the pants, and Chen Chong did not get up immediately, but grabbed the flashlight and looked at the bottom of the bed.

boom!

At this moment, it seemed like a bomb was detonating in his mind, causing him to completely lose his ability to think!

It was indeed a pair of red leather shoes, but it was worn on a pair of feet!

It's an individual!

It was a little girl in a white dress squatting there!

Chen Chong's hair was blowing one by one, and blood rushed straight to the top of his head! His knee suddenly exerted force, and his whole body bounced backwards like a frog falling into boiling water, leaving the range of the single bed.

Meow!

At the same time, a clear cat moan came from the corridor. When Chen Chong looked, he saw a black cat slowly walking out of the corner of the door.

The black cat's eyes were brown and white. As soon as it appeared, it stared at itself for a moment, as if it was staring at a dying prey!

Meow!

Then, the black cat let out another scream like a baby, and disappeared at the door like an arrow. Looking at the direction of its departure, it should be the end of the corridor.

It was not until then that Chen Chong came to his senses and raised his flashlight to the bottom of the bed.

There is nothing!
Chapter completed!