Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 870 Drag

   There were no surveillance cameras in the stairwell either. The three boys were obviously familiar with the route. After entering the stairwell, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

   "What floor did we check last night?" Zhong crossed his waist and leaned against the stair railing, looking at the two of them and asked.

   "It seems to be the fifth floor," said Nature Scroll, "Then let's go directly to the sixth floor?"

"Row."

   The three of them were about to go upstairs, when the timid, inch-headed boy suddenly looked at Qin Yin and Wenling blankly, blinking blankly, "Why do I feel like someone is following us?"

   Yo!

   Qin Yin and Wen Ling were not surprised but delighted, and they reached out their hands and waved in front of Cun Tou with interest.

   "No wonder it's easy to see ghosts for timid people, so it's true," Qin Yin said happily, "Oh, no, we're not ghosts."

   You two are not ghosts, just boring people.

"Where's anyone? Stop moaning, hurry up and follow." Zhongfen lost his patience, and stood on the upper step and waved his hand at his head, "Otherwise we will leave you here and let the ghosts I ate you right away."

  Cun Tou was so frightened that he followed up.

"Are they going to find the fugitive hiding here?" Qin Yin climbed the stairs, gradually suspecting the three foolish friends, "Actually, I have always been suspicious, why do they think this place is haunted because there are fugitives hiding? Is it because of strong materialistic beliefs?"

   "Clue." Wen Ling said seriously.

   Even if these three little fools are not credible, the reasoning ability of the fool is more trustworthy. Since it is the point of view put forward by the fool, there must be a basis for it.

   The fool must have found some clue.

   "I don't know what kind of fugitive he is," Qin Yin muttered. "They say he is a fugitive who has killed people, but there are many types of murderers. Manslaughter and murder are different."

   asked Ling nodded.

   On the sixth floor, he clapped his hands in the middle and said, "Okay, this is it, let's search."

Search?

   After speaking, the three of them scattered in three places, each carefully surveying the stairwell.

"I understand, what they are looking for is the traces of the fugitives who used to hide here," Qin Yin said, "Most areas of this building have surveillance cameras, and since that person was not photographed, it means that he must be hiding under surveillance cameras. The places that cannot be seen, so they check in these monitoring blind spots to see if they can find clues... This must be a fool's idea."

  Wen Ling also agreed. She pointed to the three boys lying on the ground and asked, "Together?"

   "Alright," Qin Yin said with interest, "If we find out, we can also give pointers to these lads. I like to help others the most, let's go!"

   However, Qin Yin did not have the patience to do a carpet search at all. After looking around, she gave up on the sixth floor and took Wenling to the seventh floor.

   "There's nothing here, let's go up and have a look."

  There is not much difference between the stairwells on the seventh and sixth floors, except for the labels hanging at the entrance of the stairs, they are all clean and bright.

   "There's nothing on the seventh floor, let's go to the next level."

"First……"

  Wang Ling grabbed Qin Yin and wanted to condemn Qin Yin's sloppy investigation attitude, but before he could say anything, suddenly, a thin voice squeezed into the ears of the two of them.

   The movements of the two stopped instantly.

   Qin Yin gestured at Wenling with his eyes, "You heard that too?"

   Wen Lingwei nodded.

   The two pricked up their ears and listened quietly.

   That voice was not the rustling sound of the three boys downstairs, but came from... upstairs.

   "The eighth floor," Qin Yin lowered his voice unconsciously, "there is movement up there."

   "Go up?" Wen Ling raised his eyes and asked.

  Qin Yin glanced at the three boys who were still checking on the seventh floor across the stairs, "They don't seem to hear."

"very light."

   Indeed, the voice was too soft, and the two of them standing on the seventh floor could only hear a faint trace of it.

   "These three silly children," Qin Yin shook his head helplessly, "Let's go, let's go up and have a look first."

   The two held each other's hands tightly and stepped up the steps step by step.

  Sand…Sand…

   That voice is also approaching.

   became clear.

   Neither of them realized they were holding their breath.

When the sign of    the eighth floor appeared in their eyes, they were all shocked.

  The door of the stairwell is open.

  The door was open, and outside the door was a long, dark corridor, and the sound came from the corridor on the eighth floor.

  Swish…Swish…

   A gentle scratching sound, like... something being dragged along.

The moment    this thought appeared, Qin Yin and Wen Ling's scalp went numb.

   Shouldn't it be... that murderer...

   "Damn it, isn't that the strange noise in the middle of the night that the security guard said?" Qin Yin stood still, "It seems to be true."

  Wang Ling frowned, pointed to the dark corridor and said, "Voice control..."

Although the monitoring area in this building is limited, the voice-activated lights are still very sensitive. The subtle voices of the three boys on the sixth floor can turn on the voice-activated lights in the stairwell on the eighth floor, but this corridor...why is it so dark? ?

   There is clearly a sound in the corridor.

   "I remember that the eighth floor seems to be a hotel too," Qin Yin said. "The corridor on the first floor is the living area. Even if the lights are not on, why is the corridor of this hotel dark?"

  Qingling stared intently at the black outside the door, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Come on."

   That voice had already reached the door.

  The two were still standing on the steps, waiting anxiously.

  Swish…Swish…

   Qin Yin stepped up a step and got closer.

   However, the sound stopped.

Disappeared.

   Qin Yin and Wen Ling looked at each other, both of them had the same expression on their faces, confusion mixed with fear.

   The voice stopped by the door as if sensing the presence of the two of them.

   As if waiting for the two of them.

   The three boys downstairs heard nothing and found nothing, and grumbled.

   "Still found nothing," said Nature Scroll, "It's almost time, let's go."

   "Look for a while." Zhongfen said.

   "The clean and hygienic aunt will come in a while, and we will be found." Cuntou said.

   "I'm bored...then let's go."

  The sound of footsteps came, and the three went down the stairs and left.

  Now, there are only the two of them on the side of the door, and the things on the other side of the door...things.

   Qin Yin felt a trace of resentment for being abandoned. Those three little fools just left. The two of them never imagined that the two of them, who were regarded as ghosts just now, would encounter real ghosts.

   The two were frozen in place for a long time, Qin Yin said, "Or..."

   asked Ling to answer, "Go in?"

   You can't wait here until dawn.

   "This way," Qin Yin said, "I'll go in first, if it's in danger, run away."

   asked Ling to hold Qin Yin's hand, "Together!"

   "Then I'll count one, two, three, and let's probe into it together."

"Um!"

"one two Three……"

   The two gathered up their courage and stepped in.

   (end of this chapter)