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The old Audi sedan moved forward slowly in the rainy night, and I drove very slowly.

To be cautious, I don't want to reveal that I have discerning eyes and that my five senses are far beyond those of ordinary people.

The woman with delicate appearance and skinny figure was drunk in the passenger seat. She seemed to be really drunk and had no consciousness at all. It gave people the impression that even if he were to invade her now, she would not resist at all.

My peripheral vision has been focused on the woman. This does not mean that I have any evil intentions towards her. I just want to find something from her that can prove her identity.

On a rainy night, in the suburbs, on a muddy road, a drunk woman drives a car and crushes frogs to vent her anger?

This is so weird and unreasonable.

Holding the steering wheel tightly, I drove north along this road for almost an hour before the woman in the passenger seat suddenly woke up. Her neck shrank, her eyelids rolled up, and she lay on the window and vomited again.

I patted her back. This woman was very thin. I could clearly feel her spine with my palm, and every bone was bulging outward.

"Drinking so much alcohol, isn't it you who suffers in the end? Did something unhappy happen to you? Why don't you tell me, a passerby? We meet by chance, and you don't have to worry that I will reveal your secret." I want to He coaxed some useful things out of the woman's mouth, but it was a pity that her condition had not been adjusted yet. Her eyes were dull, her hair was stuck to her face, and she had no image of a lady. It really ruined that delicate and beautiful face.

"Forget it if you don't tell me. Where is your home? I'll take you back." In order to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings, I didn't force it. After all, most people in this world have some secrets in their hearts. Even if she is a sadist, as long as she If it doesn't affect my live broadcast, it has nothing to do with me. After all, I am wanted now and must keep a low profile.

The woman smelled of alcohol. She tugged on her seat belt and didn't remove it for a long time. She seemed a little angry and kicked off her high heels in the car, kicking her legs wildly.

"It's dark, don't affect my driving." I frowned: "You can rest assured, I don't have any thoughts about you."

The woman struggled for a long time, and finally she seemed to have lost her drunkenness and rummaged for something on the seat.

"Are you looking for your phone? The screen is black." I handed her the phone, but she didn't appreciate it. She snatched it away and pressed the switch. After trying several times, she finally gave up.

She slumped on the passenger seat as if resigned to her fate, and weakly raised her hand to point to the north: "Drive forward, we are almost at my house."

"Still going north?" I glanced left and right and couldn't see any buildings around me, so I had to follow the woman's wishes and continue driving north along the highway.

The road condition is getting worse and worse. I can see clearly with my eyes that the cement road should have been paved many years ago. However, due to some reasons, it has never been maintained, so it has become uneven and full of potholes in some places. There are also piles of large and small stones.

"It seems that the northern part of Jinghai has been abandoned for a long time." The road has not been cleared and it is inaccessible. Women living in such a place naturally aroused my curiosity. Her body has warmth, so she must be alive, but why does she, a weak woman with no strength, live in such a remote place? Is it because the rent is cheap? Or are there other ulterior secrets?

There was silence all the way, and after driving for about twenty minutes, the road completely turned into a dirt road, with tall trees planted on both sides, and the rain hit the leaves, making a pattering sound.

"Isn't it here yet?" There was no response for a long time. I turned around and saw the woman covering her chest, wiping her mouth with a handkerchief she found somewhere, leaning her head against the car window, looking half-dead.

"Hey, you're doing what I did to you, can you say something?"

"We're almost there..." Her eyelids rolled up. Maybe it was my misunderstanding. It felt like she didn't want to go home.

The car drove along the muddy road, its head covered by large branches and leaves. After passing an intersection, a little light appeared at the end of the dark road.

The stars are dotted, flickering brightly and dimly.

"That's that?" My eyes slowly opened wide. As the car continued to move forward, a dense group of buildings appeared in my eyes!

It was dilapidated and incomplete, like a dying giant huddled in the wilderness.

There are all five or six-storey small buildings in front of us, maintaining the architectural style of forty or fifty years ago. The overall appearance is dark gray, forming a semicircle, and using cement walls to divide into narrow single rooms, just like pigs. Just like holes in the cage.

"Is this the pig cage apartment?" The car slowed down, and anger rushed into his eyes. The heavy rain washed away the broken wall, and the writing on it could no longer be seen clearly. All kinds of garbage were discarded in the deserted compound. Looking up layer by layer , bamboo poles for drying clothes were hung on the protruding balcony, swaying in the rain like ghost flags that summon spirits.

"Does your family live here?"

The woman didn't reply, but impatiently pointed to the place opposite the dilapidated building, where the lights I saw before came from.

I turned the car around and drove towards the light. Not long after, a very evil apartment building appeared in my field of vision.

This building is much taller than the dilapidated buildings next to it, and its architectural style is completely different. It should have been built in recent years.

"Stop the car!" The woman shook my arm, but I was a little hesitant at this time, not daring to approach the apartment rashly: "Stop the car! I'm home..."

I shook off the woman's hand and observed patiently. It took a long time before I dared to drive closer.

The heavy rain washed away, and when I got to the bottom of the building, I was sure that I had read it correctly.

This building is completely blood red, and its outer skin is wrapped in a thick layer of red paint, as if it's been coated with a layer of plasma!

"Red building?!" My voice was a little out of tune. This was the first time I saw such an apartment building: "The bright red color can scare away evil spirits, but the whole building is painted red, which is too rare."

In the dark night, the bloody apartment building is extremely conspicuous, and occasionally lightning flashes across, giving people an extremely scary feeling.

"Some of the lights in the building are still on, which means there is more than one resident here." I drove the car to the door of the apartment. On the unguarded iron door, there were a few words nailed with iron nails - Longchang Community.

When I saw those four words, my heartbeat began to speed up unconsciously, but there was no change in the expression on my face.

"No doorman?" No one stopped me, so I drove my dilapidated Audi directly to the downstairs of the apartment. The entire compound seemed very empty and overgrown with weeds, and there were a few battery cars thrown crookedly beside the corridor.

"Which floor do you live on? I'll take you home." After parking the car, I held up a black umbrella and dragged the woman out from the passenger seat, and supported her step by step toward the red apartment building.

The building has a total of eleven floors, divided into four units, and there is an elevator above the sixth floor.

I held an umbrella with one hand, grabbed the woman's shoulder with the other, and walked towards the first hole in the building.

"Speak, do you live here?" I pointed to the entrance of the first corridor. The woman didn't know whether she understood or not. She kept nodding and stretched out four fingers to me to sign the number four.

"Fourth floor of a unit?" I felt helpless towards this woman who smelled of alcohol. I didn't say anything when I asked her, so I had to drag her into the first corridor.

This apartment was more shabby than I imagined. The concrete stairs and walls were peeling off. The caverns had not been cleaned for an unknown period of time. There were spider webs in the corners, and there were still many insect corpses left on the windowsills.

I scanned it with my eyes and saw that there was an open line in the middle of the corridor, and voice-activated lights were installed on each floor.

I stamped my feet, and the dusty light bulb gave off a dim light.

After closing the umbrella, in the quiet corridor, apart from the footsteps of the woman and I, there was only the sound of water drops falling.

"They say the north is dangerous, but there are still people living here?" The cracked wall looked like a disfigured face, which made people uncomfortable after looking at it for a long time. I dragged the woman upstairs. When passing by the first floor, I paid special attention to the doors of the residents here. There were two floors. The outside was a shabby iron door, and the inside was a red-painted wooden door.

There are three doors on each floor. I touched the edge of the iron door with my fingers. The dust was thick. The door had not been opened for a long time. There must be no one living on this floor.

"That's right. No normal person would choose to live in this damn place. The red building in the old house sounds unlucky." I sped up my movements, thinking that I would start the live broadcast immediately after sending the woman home. By the way, Thank you to Director Wan in the live broadcast room.

Thinking about something in my mind, I walked to the second floor unknowingly. At this moment, the voice-activated light on the first floor suddenly went out.

It was dark in the corridor, my neck felt cold, and I stamped my feet quickly.

The light bulb on the second floor seemed to be broken, but the dim light still came from the first floor.

It was a bit dim, so I stood on the edge of the handrail and glanced upstairs. In this building, except for the first floor, the lights on the upper floors seemed to be broken.

"Is there no one to fix the light when it's broken? Does this woman walk up and down the stairs in the dark alone every day?" I turned to shake the drunk woman, thinking of asking her something, but just as my eyes turned, I saw something in the corner of my eye. A trace of his peripheral vision glanced at the room beside him.

The big red wooden door in this room is open! An old man was standing quietly at the door looking at me!

My scalp was numb and my calves were weak. I turned around suddenly and tightened my grip on the ghost ring.

In the dead silence of the corridor, the only sounds left were my suppressed breathing and the sound of water droplets falling from the umbrella.

There was an old woman standing behind the iron gate. She was at least seventy years old, with a stooped back and wrinkles on her face. The most striking thing was that the old woman’s eyes were only white when she opened them!

After a few seconds, I came to my senses and smiled stiffly: "Grandma, it's already eleven o'clock in the evening. What are you doing standing at the door? It's getting colder. Go to bed earlier and pay more attention to your health."

After a while, the old man seemed to understand what I said, and a hoarse and unpleasant voice came out of her mouth: "I'm waiting for someone."

"Waiting for someone?" I looked at the dilapidated and weird corridor and was about to ask, when the voice-activated light on the first floor suddenly went out again.