Nightmare Apostle

The phone rang suddenly. Yang Xiao's hand shook and he almost pushed the bedside table over. A landline phone with the power cord unplugged was still able to be connected. The identity of the person on the other end was self-evident.

Yang Xiao didn't dare to move, and even his breathing was kept very low. It wasn't until half a minute later that the ferocious ringing of the phone quieted down.

The surroundings were extremely silent, as if the sound of wind and rain outside the window had stopped. Yang Xiao could hear his own heartbeat clearly in the silence, and he felt panicked in the silence.

10 seconds.

20 seconds.

About a full minute passed before Yang Xiao took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. After a while, he made an astonishing move. He slowly picked up the microphone with his left hand, put his right hand on the old plastic keyboard, and pressed the callback key. .

"beep--

Got it.

“Jingle bell—

Yang Xiao raised his head suddenly, and cold sweat instantly wet his back. He heard a crisp phone ringing, right behind the door!

After just one ring, the phone was hung up, and then there was a shuffle of footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

Like an old man who was seriously ill and blind, he looked at his shoes and kept rubbing his feet on the cement floor.

This voice was extremely sinister, as if it would freeze him to death through the door. For a moment, Yang Xiao's blood vessels seemed to be filled with ice. He clearly confirmed that just now, he was only one step away from death.

The police outside the door are fake.

That's a ghost.

Hearing the footsteps, the ghost has left, but Yang Xiao is not sure if this is another scam. When the situation is unclear, it is best not to act rashly. If you move less, you will make less mistakes. If you don't move, it is better.

But time should not be wasted. He used this time to carefully inspect the room. Not only did he find many novel objects that opened his eyes, he also found a notebook with worn corners under the pillow. After opening it, the contents inside were shocking. Yang Xiao's chrysanthemum tightened.

On it was written in rough handwriting:

April 17th, Brother Sun, a coal boss. He is a fool and has too much money. April 18th, Brother Zhao, a university teacher. He likes to talk about truths and often refuses to give advice. April 20th, Brother Qian, the owner of a brick factory. , talk a lot and live a small life, like to brag, like to ask whether he is a big person, secretly take medicine in the middle. April 21, Brother Wen, an Internet author, talks a lot when he is poor, is crazy, doesn’t play, does interviews, and prepares for a new script Experience life and tell ghost stories. This is a work diary that records the daily work of the owner of this room in detail. This is a man.

The receptionists were also men, and of course, they were paid.

In between the contents of receiving guests, there will also be some complaints or curses from the note owners. Among them, the most frequently mentioned one is a person codenamed 437. The note owner called him a bitch and complained that he was cutting off his business.

Yang Xiao guessed that this 437 was probably the resident living in room 437 of the apartment. This person did the same job as the owner of the note.

Apart from the two of them, there seemed to be many people in several apartment buildings nearby who were engaged in this kind of flesh and blood business.

Yang Xiao turned through the pages, and soon he reached the last page, and the content on it instantly attracted Yang Xiao's attention. There was no pick-up record on the last page, only a few lines of extremely messy notes:

I heard it!

I heard it!

I heard it!

The same sentence was repeated three times. Compared with the previous handwriting, these three lines were obviously written in a state of extreme fear, and this immediately reminded Yang Xiao of the question raised by the ghost before, which asked him , have you heard any strange noises at night?

Then he demonstrated it to Yang Xiao, and it was a sound like "Bang! Bang! Bang!" It was like a kitchen knife chopping bones.

If nothing else, the owner of the note once heard the sound of chopping bones at night, which frightened him so much that he could not sleep at night. His disappearance was also related to this sound.

After discovering the problem, Yang Xiao slowly turned forward to see what the owner of the note had done before disappearing. Soon, he found the problem in the content of the note. Compared with the previous two or three weeks of the note, the man's business Significantly worse.

Before, we had customers almost every day, but in the last period, there was only one customer every 3 or 4 days, or even 5 or 6 days, and then there was no customer at all. But strangely, the owner of the note said this But there was no complaint. Instead, the words were filled with fear, as if he was worried about something.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

A series of footsteps came from the corridor. Putting down his notebook, Yang Xiao's heart suddenly lifted. He carefully distinguished that the footsteps were not one person, but three.

Yang Xiao secretly prayed that the footsteps would leave soon, but what made him collapse was that the three footsteps were impartial and stopped just outside the door.

That's right, it's for yourself.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The next second, there was a knock on the door, neither light nor heavy, just enough for the people inside to hear clearly. Yang Xiao was sure that the person who came was not malicious.

He won't open the door unless the situation is clear, and in some extreme cases he would rather jump out of the window.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Is anyone home?"

There was a young girl's voice outside the door. The voice was quite sweet and sounded reassuring, but it was of no use to Yang Xiao. He was an upright and intelligent man who did not take advantage of beauty traps.

But then, his expression changed instantly, the other party stopped knocking on the door, and he heard a crisp sound of keys.

These people...:.actually have the key! !

At first Yang Xiao still suspected that the other party was bluffing, but soon he heard the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole. Now he couldn't sit still and rushed up as fast as he could, opening the inner door first, and then Pulling the door handle of the outermost iron door, refusing to allow anyone outside to open the door, he looked out through the iron door fence, "There were three people standing outside the door, all wearing police uniforms, two men and one woman, all three looked alike. Very young.

"No, you're at home?" The young policewoman who spoke before was holding a bunch of keys in her hand, glaring with a pair of beautiful pink eyes, and said dissatisfied: "Why don't you reply when you are at home?"

"I...I'm sick. I was sleeping just now." Yang Xiao pretended to be sick and weak, as if he would collapse with a push.

"What are you doing by opening my door?" Yang Xiao asked timidly.

"Don't be nervous. Let's ask a few questions. We'll leave after we ask them. We won't disturb your rest." The man in the lead has fair skin and a handsome figure. He is not very old, but he looks very stable. The man touches him from his arms. Take out a photo, hold it up, and show it to Yang Xiao through the fence: "Have you seen this person recently?"

With just one glance, Yang Xiao's eyes were attracted to the man in the photo. It was the policeman who came to see him not long ago!

No, that's... that's a ghost!

Seeing Yang Xiao hesitate for a moment, the man suddenly frowned and asked in a low voice: "When did you see him?"

"About...about half an hour ago, this police officer came to my door and knocked on the door. Just...just like you." These three people did not look like ordinary policemen. Yang Xiao did not alert them and pretended to be hardworking. The look of memories.

Hearing this, the three people outside the door took a step back almost at the same time. The youngest male police officer's face suddenly changed. He habitually inserted one hand into his shoulder bag, stared at Yang Xiao and asked vigilantly: "You...what are you doing to this guy?" Is it open?"

"No, you... what's wrong with you?" He had to perform a full set of acting, Yang Xiao looked frightened by the three people's formation, his face turned pale and became more and more weak.

‘Nothing, now, please step back, immediately. "The leading male police officer said every word with a serious expression, not like he was joking.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Xiao was a little panicked, but this time he wasn't pretending.

"Please cooperate with our work and retreat immediately!"

Yang Xiao had no choice but to retreat slowly. As he backed away from the door, the leading man stepped forward and looked at Yang Xiao through the fence on the door. Yang Xiao keenly noticed that this man was not looking at his upper body, but at his upper body. Staring at his legs.

After a few seconds, the man's slightly frowned brows relaxed, he nodded slowly, and his tone softened, "It's okay. Thank you for your cooperation. What did this person say to you?"

"He...he wanted to come in and sit for a while, but my house was too messy, so I refused.

right! Yang Xiao seemed to suddenly think of something and said quickly: "He also asked me how my sleep was at night recently. Did I hear any strange noises at night?" "

"How did you answer?"

"I'll tell you the truth. I was sick during this period. I slept like crazy at night and didn't hear anything. Then...then he left." After a pause, Yang Xiao asked in a low voice: "Officer, is this person... What's the problem? I felt... strange when I looked at him."

Hearing this, the man glanced at him and nodded, "Your intuition is very accurate. He is not a policeman, but a criminal pretending to be a criminal. If he comes again later, remember not to open the door for him, and after confirming that it is safe,

Contact us today. "

After saying that, another male police officer with a bag took the initiative to step forward and handed Yang Xiao a business card through the fence.

It was empty except for a phone number, followed by the words Officer Zhang.

"Officer Zhang, you see the criminal already knows that I live here, do you want me to move out?" Yang Xiao asked sincerely, holding the famous film.

"There's no need, don't worry too much, we are also living in an apartment during this time, in Building 4, 808

Room, the room number is on the back. If there is an emergency, you can go there to find us." But don't disclose it to outsiders." The man said seriously.

Turning the business card over, sure enough, there was a line of beautiful handwriting on the back: No. 4, East Asia Mansion, Room 808.

"Also, I would like to remind you that criminals are very repulsive to people like you." The man suddenly said, "Be more careful."

"People like me...Police officer, I'm a good person!" Yang Xiao defended himself.

'Yeah? "The young female police officer showed a look of disdain and glanced at the room behind Yang Xiao.

There was also a conspicuous pink suspender belt hanging there, as well as flesh-colored stockings. She didn't say anything more, everything was said without saying anything.

The explanations only became darker and darker. Yang Xiao chose to shut up and watched the three people leave. The three people picked up the umbrellas standing by the wall, one for each person. They were black sword umbrellas with straight handles, just like when they came. The three of them did not Choose the elevator and take the stairs downstairs instead.

After closing the door and looking down at the business card in his hand, Yang Xiao roughly guessed the identities of these three people. They were not policemen, but investigation team members of the Patrol Department. The man leading them was the captain, which was consistent with his identity in reality.

Now a supernatural incident is happening here, and many people have been involved. The guy in police uniform who came to the door not long ago is a ghost.

He also found some clues from the man's words. The other person reminded him that the ghost was repulsive to people like him.

What is his identity?

Yang Xiao looked around the room, his eyes pausing for a moment on the pink suspenders and various high-heeled shoes. Oh, he is a crook, and he is still selling goods.

In other words, this ghost is specifically targeting people like him... .No, no, he specifically targeted people with the identity he replaced.

Could it be that... he is still a colleague?

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

There were footsteps in the corridor, and Yang Xiao suddenly became alert. This time, there was only one person, and it was the man who was the leader of the three people who came back. He gave Yang Xiao a piece of advice through the door, "I forgot to tell you, no matter what you hear at night If there are strange sounds, don't be curious, don't move, and don't be interested. Wait until the sound disappears before calling us.

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"What... what's the sound?" Yang Xiao asked cautiously.

"I don't know how to describe it to you, but you must have cooked it. It sounds like the sound of chopping meat and bones. A big piece of meat is wrapped with a whole piece of bone." The man described it.

"Don't worry, I...I won't go out to join in the fun, and I won't open the door to strangers!" Yang Xiao promised immediately.

After a pause, the man's voice suddenly lowered: "No, you misunderstood, that voice... is not necessarily outside."

Hearing this, Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition came to his mind, "Not outside...what do you mean?"

A few seconds later, the man's voice rang again: "Concentrate on sleeping at night and don't be curious. That's all I can say. If you have any problems, call me." After saying that, footsteps left outside the door.

Yang Xiao was panicked at first, but now he was even more panicked. He was still sleeping. How could he fall asleep? It would be better not to say half of what he said.

However, the man came back with new information this time. It seems that the ghost can enter the room without opening the door. If this is the case, it will be troublesome. The previous contact time was too little, and he has not yet figured out the origin and habits of the ghost.

But there was something more important to confirm right now. Yang Xiao walked quickly to the bedside, picked up the unplugged phone cord and plugged it back in as quickly as possible. As the power light came on, Yang Xiao compared the number on the business card and called. Soon, the phone rang in the corridor.

When he heard the bell ringing, Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the man who returned alone was a human being, not a ghost.

Then, after a burst of hurried footsteps, the man returned. Yang Xiao opened the inner door and explained to the man through the iron gate and fence that he accidentally dialed the wrong number.

But the man was not that easy to fool, and he looked at Yang Xiao with a strange look in his eyes, "No, you didn't dial the wrong number, you were testing, you suspected that the person outside the door was not me, but a ghost!"

"You know those things can disguise themselves as humans. You are not an ordinary person. Who are you?!" The man pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Yang Xiao.