Nightmare Attack

The woman was not polite. After seeing that Xu Yi and the fat man had no intention of going in, she closed the door with a bang.

It was so fast that the fat man standing outside the door almost didn't react.

Xu Yi glanced at the door for a few times, lowered her voice, and said to the fat man: "Let's go."

After returning to room 710, Xu Yi stared at the wall clock and silently calculated the time. The fat man looked more nervous than Xu Yi, and the back of his hands began to sweat.

As time passed, the fat man couldn't help asking Xu Yi, "Will they really get into trouble?" After saying that, he swallowed his saliva.

The house gave the fat man a very uneasy feeling, as if it hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and there was an indescribable strange smell inside.

When recalling the smell that hit her face, Xu Yi's face became more gloomy. She once followed the old master of the trace inspection department to the scene.

There, she smelled almost the same smell as before.

It was just not so strong.

It was the smell of a rotting corpse.

Xu Yi still remembers that the face-down corpse was almost rotten together with the mattress, and the clothes on her body could no longer be seen in their original color.

She couldn't take it off, so she could only peel it off bit by bit with scissors and tweezers. The white maggots gathered together and squirmed, and from time to time they drilled in and out of the holes in the corpse.

The shock brought to her by this scene was unprecedented. After going out, she squatted in the corner and almost vomited out her gastric juice.

But after seeing the fat man's worried eyes, Xu Yi didn't tell him this, "It shouldn't be." She comforted him, "Let's wait a little longer."

"The room is messy, you can sit anywhere." The woman greeted.

"Thank you." Chu Jiu behaved very well. She was such a person. She was the child of other people's families in the eyes of people around her since she was a child.

The room was darker than Jiang Cheng expected. The window should be covered with a thick curtain, and a small orange light was on in the corner.

It looked like a night light for getting up at night.

With the dim light, Jiang Cheng looked across the room. The layout was similar to his own room.

It was just that there were more furniture, which made it look a lot more cramped.

There was a sofa in the living room. The originally shiny leather had turned gray. When he touched it, wrinkles appeared on the armrests.

The kitchen was on the left, the bathroom was in the corner, and the bedroom was on the right.

The bedroom door was closed.

After a sound of water, the woman came out of the kitchen with two cups in her hands and put them on the coffee table in front of the two of them.

"Drink water." The woman said hoarsely.

"Thank you." Jiang Cheng took the cup very naturally, and then handed it to Chu Jiu beside him. He looked at the woman and asked, "What do you mean when you said that room 710 cannot be lived in?"

The woman picked up the cup, gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, and then put the cup down and said, "The landlord should not have told you that there was a crazy woman living there before."

"Crazy woman?" Chu Jiu stared at the woman intently.

The woman nodded. She seemed to be in poor health. She started panting after talking for a while. The room was not cold, but the woman was wearing a turtleneck sweater that looked very thick. The collar almost covered her chin. "Yes, it was a crazy woman." The woman seemed to recall something, and her face changed a little bit. "You don't know, at night, she started to toss and turn. At first, she just cried, and then she started to cry and curse. The curse was so ugly." The woman sighed, "Finally, she started to throw things, not only in the room, but also in the corridor." "You can't imagine that such a big dressing mirror, taller than a person, with a big wooden frame outside, was asked to be lifted by her alone, and then smashed heavily in the corridor, with fragments splashing everywhere." Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He finally heard something he was interested in. Mirror Chu Jiu seemed to be brought into the scene by the woman, and was waiting for the next words with a serious face. "That's not all. She also pulled off the bathroom mirror." The woman's face changed slightly, and she looked at Jiang Cheng and emphasized, "She really pulled it off with her hands. I opened the door at that time and looked through the crack of the door. She grabbed the edge of the mirror with both hands. Her hands were all bloody. She was cut by the mirror." "This crazy woman only broke the mirror, right?" Jiang Cheng asked calmly. The woman recalled for a few seconds, "I don't know, but what I saw was indeed like this. The lights in the corridor were dim, and there were mirror fragments all over the floor. It was too dangerous. What if someone was hurt?" "What happened next?" "Then it suddenly became quiet for a while, probably for a few days." The woman leaned on the sofa and recalled, "Then the police came to the door, not just one group, but several groups, in the morning and afternoon. Later, I heard from other neighbors that the woman was dead." "How did she die?" "I don't know about this." "Did she die in the room?" Jiang Cheng asked again. "No, no." The woman waved her hands and licked her lips, explaining, "If that were the case, I wouldn't dare live here. I heard she died outside."

"How long has that woman lived here?"

"It's been a while, at least half a year." The woman continued, "But she didn't just move in like this, otherwise we wouldn't have allowed her to do this. She became like this later. She was like this for about a week, and then she died."

"She was originally a very nice little girl. She was energetic and good at dressing up. It was said that she was also a model," the woman said. "She had long white and straight legs, which made many people envious."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath. It seemed that the ghost in room 710 had been found. It was this long-legged model who suddenly went crazy for some reason.

"What's her name?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The woman replied without thinking, "Yu Youwei."

The next second, Jiang Cheng immediately remembered the ring Hua Luo found, with Shen Aiwei's pattern engraved on it.

Shen should be referring to Li Maoshen, and this Wei is probably the model named Yu Youwei.

Now, it's all connected.

There must be some subtle connection between these dead people that they are not yet aware of.

"Is there any sign before Miss Zhi goes crazy?" Chu Jiu shrank and asked curiously.

The "Omen" woman frowned, as if such thinking was draining her energy. She reached out and pulled up the sweater around her neck.

After accidentally glancing at it, Jiang Cheng immediately paused, and then his breathing began to quicken uncontrollably.

The woman seemed to have not noticed anything and continued: "I really didn't pay attention to the omen, but I heard from the neighbors who moved out before that the police frequently mentioned a place called Huaren Hospital when questioning them. No. Know what it means."