Strange game designer

"There are too many things in the world that are scarier than ghosts." Gao Ming took out a few banknotes and said, "Can you take us to your home later?"

"Yes, yes, but my place is a little small." The middle-aged woman looked at the money and then at Yan Hua, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You two stay in the restaurant." Gao Ming asked Yan Hua and Zhu Miaomiao to stay downstairs. He saw the middle-aged woman asked for wonton noodles but didn't eat them, so he turned to the waiter and said, "Bring it to this table." Two bowls of noodles.”

"No, no need." The middle-aged woman waved her hands repeatedly: "Our family doesn't eat wonton noodles. This noodle is brought back to others."

Seeing the middle-aged woman's insistence, Gao Ming didn't pay much attention. After Xuan Wen arrived, they took Wan Qiu and left with the middle-aged woman.

"You can just call me Fat Sister-in-law. There are four buildings ABCD in the Surabaya Street apartment building. My family lives in Building B." The middle-aged woman held her child and complained: "There are passages inside the apartment building and they are connected to each other. , In the past, there was no need to go around such a long way, you could go in directly from Building A, but now you can’t.”

"Why?"

"The entire apartment building A has been sealed off, and it is said that the few remaining residents have also been relocated. Now it is an empty building." The middle-aged woman shook her body and coaxed the child in her arms: "Let me tell you, those people They are all sick! What kind of ghosts are there in this world? If you have the time and energy to go to war over a trivial matter, it is better to approve the express public housing for the poor as soon as possible. Even if you live in a haunted house, it is better than living on the streets!"

"Has Building A been emptied?" The information Gao Ming found on Bai Xiao's computer showed that the abnormal event first occurred in a certain home in Building A.

"There aren't many residents in Building A, and the day before yesterday some strange people came to our Building B, hoping that we would leave as soon as possible." The middle-aged woman hugged the child and carried wontons: "Hey, these days are getting more and more difficult. , the key point is, you still don’t know why it’s so difficult?”

Walking on the long-disrepaired Surabaya Street, stepping on the bumpy road, several people avoided the blocked Building A and came to the area near the Surabaya Street Apartment from another entrance.

Without entering, just standing outside the building, Gao Ming felt very uncomfortable. His body seemed to be covered by a sticky shadow, and the temperature continued to drop.

Wan Qiu, who was following behind, raised his hand and grabbed the sleeves of Gao Ming and Xuan Wen, stopping in place, not wanting to go any further.

The nine-story apartment is painted with light yellow paint. There may have been laughter and laughter here in the past, but now the paint is covered with thick dirt, and every house is equipped with anti-theft nets, like rusty iron cages.

Looking up, the whole building gives people an indescribable feeling of depression. I feel suffocated just standing downstairs, let alone living in the building all the time.

"Why don't you leave?" The middle-aged woman hugged her children. They seemed to be used to this place: "There are a lot of clutter in the corridor. Please be careful when you come here."

The Surabaya Street Apartment is very large. It was specially built in the East District decades ago to accommodate a large number of migrant workers. There are long corridors on each floor, and there are residences on both sides of each corridor.

But here is either a room or a single household. When you enter a certain room, it is divided into different areas by partitions and iron mesh. There may even be three families living in one room.

Migrant workers from all over the world gather in a narrow and cramped space. Their work, lifestyle, and even speaking accents are completely different, so disputes and collisions are inevitable.

"If people live in a place like this for a long time, they will get sick even if they are not sick." Gao Ming walked to the end of the corridor and opened the window, where he could see the apartment building next to him.

It was dead silent, without any life.

His eyes moved, and when Gao Ming was about to turn around, he suddenly caught something in his peripheral vision.

He turned his head suddenly. In the apartment building opposite, there seemed to be a family of four standing side by side by the window, looking at him with the same expression.

The clothes of the four people were very different from the popular clothes nowadays. One of them, an old man, seemed to be bleeding from the mouth.

"That's Building A over there." The middle-aged woman avoided the laundry hanging above her head and walked over: "Building A and Building B used to be connected. You could go directly through the corridor, but that's no longer possible."

She pointed to a cement wall at the corner: "A few years ago, residents in the building blocked the road with cement, leaving only two roads on the fifth and ninth floors. But now those two roads are also blocked by the police. It’s sealed, and a cordon seems to have been set up.”

"The fifth and ninth floors..." Gao Ming looked towards Building A again, but the family of four was gone again.

"You'd better stay away from these cement walls. I heard from the old residents in the building that a murderer hid the body in the cement wall after killing someone. Where you are touching now, there might be the face of the corpse behind it. ." The middle-aged woman motioned for Gao Ming to follow her: "There are two staircases on the left and right in the apartment building. The elevator has been out of service for many years. It is best not to use the corridor on the left because some residents are unwilling to go to the public toilet on the left side of the corridor at night. So the problem will be solved in the corridor on the left."

When they reached the fifth floor, the middle-aged woman deliberately made heavy footsteps, as if she was telling something "something" that she was back.

She put the child down, searched for the key for a long time, and slowly opened the security door stained with bright red paint.

"welcome."

Looking inside the house, Gao Ming finally understood why the middle-aged woman didn't let Yan Hua come over. The house of more than thirty square meters was filled with various items.

All kinds of shoes for adults and children were piled high together. The cabinets placed against the wall had their doors removed and were filled with all kinds of things, including rice cookers, exercise books, school bags, and a lot of plastic bags from the supermarket. Bags wrapped with groceries.

Opposite the wardrobe is a double-decker iron frame bed, with clothes stuffed at the end of the bed and bedding piled together with yellowish-brown patches on it.

The distance between the iron bed and the cabinet was only wide enough for an adult to pass sideways, and a huge stuffed doll was stuffed into the end of the bed and the corner of the cabinet.

When I saw my mother coming back, the iron bed was shaking, and two four or five-year-old children poked their heads out from the second floor of the iron bed. They seemed to be a little afraid of strangers and did not dare to get out of bed.

"Stop playing, we have guests at home." The middle-aged woman poured the wonton noodles into the bowl, but the strange thing was that she didn't eat it herself, nor did she give it to the children. She just put it on a chair and poured it into the bowl. The chair was dragged to the center of the room.

The children looked at the wontons with envy, but did not dare to speak.

"You can sit wherever you like." The middle-aged woman said and walked towards another room.

The outside room is a place for eating and sleeping. The environment in the small cubicle inside is even worse. Next to the toilet is the stove and sink, and the kitchen and toilet are in the same place.

Cooking oil and various dirty bottles of seasonings were placed on the same shelf as large buckets of shampoo and cheap washing powder. The drainage outlet of the floor tiles was stuffed with yellow hair, rotten vegetable leaves and grease.

"There's no place to sit here?" Gao Ming moved inside. The middle-aged woman kicked the children's toys away from the floor and reluctantly let a few people in.

"If you look at the entire Eastern District, except for Surabaya Street Apartment Building A, there should be no house with a higher cost performance than mine."

"It's not a question of cost-effectiveness now." Gao Ming noticed that Wan Qiu was in something wrong. The high school student's body was twitching slightly: "You said you lived in a haunted house. What happened in this house before?"

The middle-aged woman was not worried about scaring her children, so she said carelessly: "A man hanged himself and took away his two children before he died."

Hearing this, Gao Ming felt a little uncomfortable, but neither the middle-aged woman nor the two children on the iron bed had any reaction.

"Many apartments on Surabaya Street are haunted houses, and some haunted houses are very popular because haunted houses are cheap." The middle-aged woman had her own theory: "In fact, living next to a haunted house is the most uncomfortable thing. Not to mention the high price, it is really haunted. No, they can’t run away.”

When the woman said this, she glanced to the left, her lips curled up slightly, and she glanced at the rag doll in the corner unconsciously.

Through her facial expression, Gao Ming could tell that the woman was hiding something. It wasn't that she wasn't afraid of death, she seemed to know that ghosts wouldn't kill her.

"Let's go..." Wan Qiu, who seldom spoke, grabbed Gao Ming's clothes and tried his best to take Gao Ming out.

Xuan Wen's reaction was a bit strange. She patted Gao Ming's shoulder and walked out silently without a smile on her face.

"Are you leaving now? You've spent money, why don't you sit down for a while?" The middle-aged woman grabbed the security door and slowly closed most of the door, while she blocked the door.

"Let's go check out other places first." Gao Ming said goodbye to the middle-aged woman. The moment he looked away, he saw a huge plush doll crawling on the dirty ground behind the woman.