Strange talk live room

It really stinks!

Holding my breath, I used a swing stick to open some of the holes in the black plastic bag.

Who would have thought that this plastic bag was so weak, maybe it had been left there for a long time, and it opened a big hole with a hiss.

A horrible mass of rotten flesh was exposed.

Discharge of pus.

The stench bursts.

I almost fainted.

Li Xiaohei even ran outside the dormitory.

I stood at the door, looking at the rotten meat on the ground in surprise.

About the same size as an adult cat.

Because it was so rotten, it was hard to tell what kind of meat it was.

I don’t know what kind of pervert he is, but he hides a piece of dead meat under the bed.

Judging from the layout of this dormitory, the person living here looks more like a woman, and she is a fairly young woman.

The clothes in the closet are all styles worn by middle-aged women from twenty years ago.

There are even a few sets of old factory clothes that have been washed white and covered with patches.

The image of a laid-off female worker popped into my mind.

In that era when food and clothing were tight, if the meat was really edible, how could it be hidden under the bed and left to rot?

I shuddered.

Not wanting to figure out what kind of meat this ball was, I found a nylon bag from the cabinet, randomly put the rotten meat in it, and stuffed it back under the bed.

There was no way to clean up the pus on the ground, and I was too lazy to take care of it.

Exiting from this stinky dormitory, I slammed the door shut.

Breathing finally became much easier.

I calmed down a little and opened the door of the second dormitory.

After the door opened, Li Xiaohei tentatively looked inside. After he didn't smell anything, he climbed in first.

This dormitory is very different.

It can be seen that this is also a dormitory for women. They seem to have a mysophobia and are kept spotlessly clean.

All items are neatly arranged and there is not a single clutter in sight.

Of course there won't be any unknown smell in such a house.

I went in to check.

On the desk by the window, there are several neatly arranged textbooks.

The textbook is very well protected, with no stains at all and no warped pages.

It seems that the owner of this dormitory is a teacher.

Under the bed was also spotless, with a black suitcase inside.

There is a combination lock on the box.

I also pushed it with the swing stick. It was so heavy that I didn’t know what was inside.

The kid wasn't here, so I didn't waste time satisfying my curiosity.

I exited and closed the door.

The third dormitory.

When the door opened, one glance revealed that it was a men's room.

Clothes were piled in a mess on the bed and draped over chairs.

The quilt was not folded at all, and there was a smelly sock thrown on the pillow.

Under the bed were several pairs of messy dirty shoes, exuding a faint sour smell.

The books on the table were scattered in disorder, and a few empty wine bottles were scattered aside.

Some of the books are textbooks, which shows that the owner of this dormitory is also a teacher, but a teacher who loves to drink.

There is nothing hidden under this teacher's bed.

The desk drawers are not locked either.

I opened the drawer and there were all kinds of messy things inside.

God knows where he got all that rubbish.

But I found a useful toolbox inside.

There are tools such as small wire screwdrivers and wrenches inside. It seems that in addition to teaching, this teacher also plays the role of a repairman.

Take the small wire and a small screwdriver and put them in your pocket.

I quit this dormitory.

There is only one last room left.

If the kids are still not there, where should I look?

Frowning slightly, I pried open the door.

To my surprise, the dormitory was empty.

There was only an empty bunk bed against the wall, no wardrobe, no desk, and no trace of life.

But the walls of this dormitory were more damaged than the other three rooms.

The lower part of the wall is mottled and almost peeling off, but the upper part is still in good condition.

It looked very strange.

Li Xiaohei climbed to the wall, smelled the mottled marks, and turned to look at me.

I knew he had discovered something, so I strode over and shined my flashlight on the wall.

The wall skin is mottled and peeling off, exposing the cement mortar interior.

It doesn't seem like much at first glance. The environment is humid and the walls naturally decay quickly.

but!

I frowned.

If you look closely, you can see that these walls did not fall off naturally, but were picked off by someone's fingers.

There are fine scratches remaining in many places.

There were dried and blackened blood inside some of the scratches.

I put my finger print on it and it was much wider than the scratch mark.

It's a child's hand!

I feel chills in my heart.

Why is a child scratching the wall?

And his fingers were bleeding.

How cruelly were they treated at that time?

Clench your fists.

I quickly exited the last dormitory.

Look around the entire orphanage.

There are only a few buildings in this dilapidated place.

Hey, there is a very low bungalow over there.

There is a chimney on the side of the house.

canteen!

This is the only place left.

I walked over quickly with a cold face.

Li Xiaohei seemed to feel my mood, and his expression became fierce.

The door to the cafeteria is unlocked.

Just push the door open and enter.

In the dark room, several old long tables were arranged in an orderly manner.

The air was filled with a greasy smell.

There is an even darker room inside, which is the kitchen of the entire orphanage.

I quickly passed between the tables and got closer to the kitchen. I finally heard a rustling sound.

Anyone?

This was the first sound I heard since arriving at the orphanage.

I immediately made a gesture to Li Xiaohei.

We slowed down together, walked quietly to the kitchen door, poked our heads slightly, and looked in carefully.

A short, fat figure wearing an apron was sitting in front of the chopping board, eating something, making a squeaking sound from his mouth.

He was wearing a coarse cotton coat, and his sparse gray hair was tied into a bun on the back of his head.

It's an old woman.

This was the first "person" I saw after entering the orphanage.

I didn't rush in just because the other party was a dying old woman.

Standing at the door, I looked at the entire kitchen environment.

The layout is very simple.

On the wall next to the chimney is an old-fashioned wood-fired stove, opposite is a greasy cupboard, and in the middle is the chopping board.

Hanging on the chopping board is a kitchen knife and a large cooking spoon.

Large areas of the wall were smoked black.

Further back, there is a porch with a curtain whose original color cannot be seen.

It was probably where the old woman slept.

The entire kitchen space is only so big, and you can see the whole thing at a glance. The only place where people can hide is the small room inside.

I quietly gestured to Li Xiaohei.

He understood it and crawled silently along the corner, running towards the small room.

The old woman ate so deliciously that she didn't even notice.

I watched Li Xiaohei run into the curtain.

Sudden.

Dang Dang Dang!

Three dull bells rang, echoing over the orphanage.

The old woman's pudgy figure was shaken, and she stood up in a panic.