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Chapter Forty-ninth Midnight Crying

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    After leaving the police station, Ah Jiu called and asked me if I had any case and if I could help.  I thought it would be inconvenient to take a little girl with me, but remembering that Ah Jiu has ghost eyes, if there is anything wrong, maybe I can see it in advance.  This is a mobile portable scanner, so it's okay to take it with you.

    I was afraid that the captain would scold me, so I didn't bring anyone else with me, so I went home to pick up Ah Jiu, told Wu Dan about the case, and then went to the hospital the captain mentioned.

    When I went to the hospital, I found the leader of the Writers Association with the mildest symptoms. I heard that he was the president of the Bengbu Writers Association, named Luo Jian, and he was a famous writer.  Of course, I have never heard of someone who doesn't like reading.

    Luo Jian is a gentle and refined middle-aged man in his forties.  When he was found, the nurse was changing the drip bottle for him.  Judging by the pale face of this writer, he must have been quite frightened at night.

    After greeting him and introducing myself, I directly asked about the night of the accident.

    Luo Jian recalled: "At that time, after we had a meeting in the hotel, we went back to our rooms to rest. About midnight, I heard a noise outside, which sounded like a funeral, and it was getting louder and louder.  It seemed to be gradually approaching the place where I lived. And I also heard the footsteps of many people walking up and down in the corridor, and someone was still calling their names in the corridor, one by one, many times, it was a group  The man's voice disappeared after about fifteen minutes of shouting."

    I asked: "Did you go to the corridor to see it during this period?"

    Luo Jian said: "That's where the strange thing is. I did look in the corridor, but there was no one there. I was wondering at the time, but I heard a sound. But if it's a funeral, maybe it's downstairs.  But I looked out the window and saw nothing. Then there was a flash of red light and green light, and a scent of flowers hit me, and I felt sick, so I hugged the toilet and vomited for a long time."

    After asking for a long time, Luo Jian only remembered this little thing.  After I left the hospital with Ma Jiu, Ma Jiu suddenly said to me: "Brother Yan, there is a cloud of black energy on that man, as if he has collided with some ghost or something."

    I nodded and said, "Looking at what he said is so abnormal, I probably encountered something. But there is nothing around where they live."

    I recalled that the place where these leaders lived was in a resort-like hotel on the outskirts of the city, but it was made into a more rural look, just like the meaning of "Longquan Villa" in Zhao Benshan's TV series.

    The name of the hotel is "Bengbu Renjia", which imitates the appearance of a country house. The overall floor is no more than three floors, which are sparsely arranged in several rows, spreading in a green area and clear springs.

    When it was first built a few years ago, this hotel was indeed popular for a while, but after a murder case occurred, many people dared not stay there.  There may not be many guests in the future, but after the business slump, all kinds of negative reports about this hotel have disappeared.

    It's useless to think back, it's better to go and have a look.  So I took Ma Jiu and took a taxi to visit someone in Bengbu in person.  The Renjia Hotel in Bengbu was built on the outskirts of the city. From the city center to the idyllic scenery, Ma Jiu was happy to see it.

    After arriving at Bengbu people's house, I got out of the car, and I saw an idyllic resort hotel in front of me.  It's just that the hotel doesn't look good. Although the bamboo gate is very stylish and retro, it looks a bit old.

    I was about to go in, but Ma Jiu suddenly grabbed me, pointed to a hillside in the distance and said, "Brother Yan, there seems to be something there."

    I looked up and saw a hillside behind several guest rooms in the hotel, and white things were falling all over the hill.  It was too far away to see clearly, only two people seemed to be behind the hillside.

    Ma Jiu and I turned to the hillside behind the hotel, and saw that the mountains were covered with white sails and white flags, the ground was covered with paper money, and there were a lot of candles and incense, all of which seemed to have been burned not long ago.

    The two people behind the hillside were wearing hotel uniforms, and they seemed to be the staff of the Bengbu hotel. They were cleaning the paper money all over the floor with a broom.  Seeing this, I stepped forward and asked, "You two, isn't this the boundary of your hotel? Why do you have so much money?"

    One of them said: "Who knows, the village closest to us won't pass by here for funerals."

    The other sighed: "Besides, I heard that there is no funeral in any village near here, and no one died."

    I saw that when the two of them talked about this strange thing, their tone was so ordinary, and I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

    Normal people should be surprised when they see such an abnormal hell thing, right?  These two are good, it seems that seeing ghosts is a common thing.

    I laughed and said, "You two seem to be familiar with this tone?"

    One of them looked at me and said, "YouUnexpectedly, with this push, it was pushed away.  The rattling of the newspapers stuck to the window startled me.

    Ma Jiu whispered: "Let's go in and have a look."

    I sighed secretly in my heart: This girl looks like a cute girl, but she has enough guts.

    I had no choice but to climb in first.  The window was not high, so after I jumped into the room, I quickly turned on the flashlight.  I saw that this room was similar to the room on the front floor, with a bed and a full-length mirror.  It¡¯s just that the mirror was facing the window. After I jumped off, I saw my shadow flashing by in the mirror, and I broke out in a cold sweat. I thought this arrangement is so weird, the mirror is facing the bed, so I can sleep soundly  what.

    I helped Ah Jiu down too.  Ah Jiu said, "Brother Yan, there seems to be nothing wrong with this house."

    After hearing this, my heart tightened, and I wondered if you could stop talking about this topic.  This thing is a haunted reminder machine, and I always feel chills on my back when I hear her words.

    "It seems that there is nothing special about this place, why don't we go?" I said casually.

    Ah Jiu didn't speak for a while, and I was about to see what was going on with her, but she came close to my ear and whispered: "Brother Yan, listen, it seems that someone is crying and singing."

    When I heard this, my scalp went numb.  There is dead silence all around, she whispered and blowing on my neck, doesn't it scare a living person to death.

    As soon as Ah Jiu finished speaking, I really heard a burst of singing, which seemed to be the sound of a record player in the Republic of China era.  But the tune is a bit familiar: "Ye Shanghai, Ye Shanghai, like waking up from a dream"

    This was originally a song sung by a sweet female voice, but in this dark and dead ghost land, the singing voice suddenly became like the cry of a night owl, with a sense of mournful terror.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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