Walking at night, the dense leaves rustled in the wind, just like the sound of footsteps.

Li Can found the residential building where Liu Huadong's house was located, and the words "Block 8 of Laojie Community" were written at the entrance of the corridor.

Directly opposite the entrance of the corridor is a red brick wall. The wall is large and there are many private cars parked, which should be a privately contracted parking lot.

The path between the wall and the eight buildings is very narrow, about three or four meters wide, only enough for a small car to pass.

Despite this, there were still several private cars that saved parking fees on one side of the trail. On one side, the wheels were pressed on the road, and on the other side, the sidewalk was riding on the sidewalk. The body was tilted and the body was a few centimeters higher inward. It was necessary to hang it with the wall.

Only veteran drivers can complete this exquisite side-oriented parking technology!

The residents on both sides of the first floor obviously changed the house type. The original window position turned into a door. One door said "Old neighbor teahouse" and the other said "one-stop funeral". There were several white wreaths at the door, so they were not afraid of someone stealing it.

Of course, who would steal things for dead people?

Even if you steal it, who dares to buy it?

Wreaths are used to honor their deceased relatives. If they know that the wreath is not from the right place, they may jump out of the coffin and curse!

Scare these unworthy descendants to death!

Li Can took a deep breath and stepped onto the stairs.

The stairwell is very narrow, with the railings on one side already rusted, and the corner between the first floor and the stairs is even full of waste. From the appearance, I am afraid that it has been piled up for many years.

There are only two houses on each floor, one on the left and one on the right, and in the middle is a white tube that runs through the entire building, which should be used for protective fibers or other relatively fragile lines.

Li Can looked at the small advertisements on the surface of the tube, saying that they were all about unlocking and unblocking sewers.

There is no induction light in the corridor.

Even if there is, Li Can will not make a rash sound, and his footsteps are pressing very lightly.

The fourth, fifth, sixth floors are almost the same as the first, second and third floors, but there are many words written in red markers on the wall.

The handwriting is sloppy, so it can be called a ghost painting talisman.

In fact, it is not difficult to see from the handwriting that these are all written by some little trickster, I hate you, what is like seeing words like face, what is eating shit upstairs, etc.

"It's really a talent..."

Li Can thought to himself that if his future children dared to write like this, they would have to slap them. Isn’t this obvious that they were not serious when taking Chinese classes?

There are a lot of typos!

When they arrived at the seventh floor, one of the households caught Li Can's attention.

It was a wooden door with paint falling off. The corner between the door and the wall was hung with willow branches that had been dry for unknown amounts of time. There was also a dilapidated gossip mirror on the top, with a cold reflection.

It's frightening for no reason.

Li Can hasn't seen these two kinds of things that drive away evil spirits in the city for a long time, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Just at this moment, the right hand holding the phone unconsciously swept the wooden door, but suddenly felt a slight heat blew on the skin.

He breathed tightly and quickly checked again. It turned out that there was a crack on the dilapidated wooden door, and the heat flow seemed to be blowing out of the room.

"If the room is in a closed state for a long time, the temperature will indeed deviate from the outside world."

Li Can grinned and quietly retreated. When he stepped onto the stairs leading to the eighth floor, he looked back at the wooden door gradually hidden in the darkness, and he always felt like he was being peeked at.

"Maybe it's because of the Bagua Mirror."

Shake his head and ignore it.

There is a lot of unused cement piled up at the corners of the seventh and eighth floors. Some have been hardened, and some can be barely used. Judging from the accumulated dust on the packaging, it may have been stored for a long time.

Finally we arrived at the eighth floor. Both households had security doors, one with couplets posted on it, and the other household had nothing, but there was an additional notice to urge electricity bills.

The owed fee is 102.7 yuan.

Judging from the date, it was posted yesterday.

The head of the household is Liu Huadong.

Li Can took out the key, inserted it silently into the keyhole, then twisted it gently, and the door opened.

Crunch...

The security door made an overwhelming sound. Li Can quickly grabbed the security door and raised it up, and the sound disappeared immediately.

This is a very simple principle.

If the anti-theft door is too heavy and used for too long, the main force point of the door bolt is lowered, and it will be severely worn. If it is lifted up, it will avoid contact with the surface that has been rubbed for a long time, and there will be no sound.

Click---

Snap---

Li Can locked the door carefully. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately smelled a faint stench.

This smell is so familiar to him.

Because I smelled it a year ago when I was keeping my parents.

It's the stinking of a corpse!

Li Can suddenly became alert, his muscles were tight, and at the same time, he put his cell phone in, took out a flashlight, and turned on the lighting.

The room layout is one bedroom and one living room,

On the left side of the entrance is the kitchen, on the right side is the bathroom, and in front is the living room, facing an open window, the white translucent curtains sway slightly, as if they were being fiddled with.

But there was no one there, just the occasional night wind.

The bedroom is on the left side of the living room, with a half-open door.

Turn the flashlight to the left hand, then think of it, and a white flame immediately appeared on the surface of the right hand, and the hot temperature even showed signs of distortion.

Li Can is already familiar with summoning Bai Yan, and has practiced a lot when there were no one in the past two days.

After confirming that Bai Yan's summoning was not a problem, he then stuck to the kitchen door and tilted his head to see that there was no one.

When I put it in the bathroom, there was still no one inside. The mirror opposite the door clearly reflected his slightly antics and suspicious expression.

There was no one in the kitchen and bathroom, and the layout of the living room was fully visible. Li Can set his sights on the bedroom.

Push open the bedroom door and there is a double bed inside. The sheets are very dirty and the quilt is still messy. There is only a yellowed pillow in the middle.

There are two night tables at the head of the bed, one of which holds a mobile phone, and there is no shortage of chargers or other things.

Another one was a dark porcelain bowl. Because it was far away, it was hard to see what was inside.

In addition, the room has a large wardrobe, and the floor is connected to the ceiling.

There is some debris under the bed.

"It seems that I'm over-minded, and there's really no one."

Li Can put away Bai Yan, looked at the windows inside the bedroom, and hung dark curtains to block all the light from the outside world.

Open the curtains a little bit first, and this location allows you to see the kitchen next door and the surrounding environment.

“So many posters.”

There are dense posters on the walls of the bedroom, even on the ceiling.

Most of the contents are models dressed in explicit clothes.

Extremely eye-catching.

"Is the monster good at this?"

Li Can did not stay in the bedroom for a long time and returned to the living room.

The faint smell of corpse stinking is still there, but the source cannot be found at all.

There are all home appliances in the living room. The TV remote control board placed on the coffee table is wrapped with many layers of transparent glue, which is probably broken.

Li Can couldn't think of how to find clues for a while, so he simply sat on the sofa and thought slowly.

But this time I sat there, I happened to see some raised object, which came from the angle gap between the backrest and the cushion.

Reach out and take it out,

It turned out to be a diary with torn skin and yellowed edges...
Chapter completed!