Chapter Eighteen: The Old Man Who Watches The Door
"Go in and take a look?" Charles asked.
"Well, let's knock on the door first." Cheng Yang said and walked inside. At this time, Cheng Yang knew that he was inconvenient, so he came to the fence and pushed hard to open a space big enough for the wheelchair to pass.
"I'll do it." Charles came to Cheng Yang and started working on it. Soon, a way to get in was ready in front of Cheng Yang. Charles pushed Cheng Yang inside.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Charles knocked on the door and listened to the sounds in the room.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
After knocking on the door again, there was still no sound in the room. Cheng Yang looked at Charles and asked, "Can this house be entered?"
Charles thought for a while and then said: "No problem." As he said, Charles took out a small bottle from his pocket, opened the lid and drew a sign on the door, "I have been to this house before, when I was still a
When I was an operator, the door lock should have been changed when I left."
"What happened here?" Cheng Yang asked as he didn't know what happened here.
"The murder case. Rumors that there was a haunting in that area also appeared at that time. The address is in the house not far next door." As he spoke, Charles pointed to a house in the distance.
"What does that have to do with this house?" Cheng Yang asked.
"The deceased's family lives in this house, come on in and have a look." Charles said and opened the door to the room.
The smell of air freshener in the room entered Cheng Yang's nose. Generally, the smell of air freshener will remain in a closed space for hundreds of years, but this kind of house seems to be surrounded by air leaks. The smell of air freshener
Why does the smell still exist here?
"How long has no one lived in this house?" Cheng Yang asked.
"It must be about 10 years old. Why does it smell like air freshener?" Charles also smelled the smell of air freshener.
"What happened to this family?" Cheng Yang asked casually.
"I left after the house was sold. I don't know exactly where it went, but the house was sold at a very low price at that time," said Charles.
"What about the new owner of the house?"
"I passed away a few years ago, and the house was taken back because there were no heirs." At this point, Charles added: "Don't think too much about it, he died of a normal illness."
Cheng Yang, who heard that he died of a normal illness, did not continue to think about it. After a while, the smell of air freshener in the room was no longer so strong before he walked inside.
After entering the house, Cheng Yang looked at the dark room and felt a little uncomfortable. Then he went to the side and opened the curtains. The curtains that had not been opened for a long time were instantly covered with dust when Cheng Yang pulled them. Then Cheng Yang opened the window.
, the moment he opened the window, Cheng Yang understood why there was such a strong smell of air freshener in the house.
Looking at the sealing strips on the window frame, it was estimated that they were also on other windows in the room. While waiting for the dust to disperse, Cheng Yang did not take any time to open the other curtains and opened the window.
In an instant, convection wind appeared in the room.
"Cheng Yang, come and take a look."
Cheng Yang hurried over after hearing this. At this moment, a series of footprints appeared on the ground, as if the dust had deliberately avoided these footprints.
Charles squatted on the ground and studied for a while and then asked: "Can the person you contacted on the phone still be contacted now?"
"I don't know, let me try." Cheng Yang took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, and the call was quickly connected.
"Hello, I am Cheng Yang. I have arrived at the address you mentioned. Where is the thing?"
"Something? What thing? Did you type it wrong?" the other party asked.
"Didn't you contact me? You said I had something here." Cheng Yang asked.
"Are you sick? I don't even know you." After saying this, the other party hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Charles asked.
"The other party said I made a mistake." Cheng Yang said.
"It seems that things are not that simple anymore. Should we leave?" Charles asked.
Cheng Yang nodded, and the two of them restored the room to its original state and left the house. Just as they were about to leave the community, a man suddenly walked out of the duty room at the door and stopped the car.
Charles stuck his head out and asked: "Is there something wrong, sir?"
"Did you just go to Villa No. 307?" the uncle asked.
"Yes, we just came out." Charles said.
The uncle looked at Charles and then said: "The owner of 307 has been to me for many years and put some things here. You can come over and see if it is what you are looking for."
"What?" Cheng Yang lowered the window and asked.
"I don't know, it's a box." The uncle said and walked towards the back.
Charles immediately got out of the car and pushed Cheng Yang towards the uncle. Soon the three of them came to a warehouse. The warehouse was not very big and had been converted into a resting place.
"You guys wait a minute, I'll go in and get it." The uncle said and walked into the house.
Looking around Cheng Yang asked: "Is there still a gatekeeper here?"
"Yes, this is the uncle."
Soon the uncle came out, holding a black box in his hand. "This was left by the owner of No. 307. He said at the time that if someone came to 307, this would be what they were looking for. I didn't quite understand.
So I’ve been waiting.”
"When will the owner of 307 give it to your uncle?" Cheng Yang asked.
"It's early, it's been many years." The uncle put the box on the table and said, "Come and sit, don't stand all the time."
"It turns out no one has come looking for this thing?" Charles asked.
The uncle shook his head and said: "No stranger has come here for two years. Except for some people who repair the infrastructure and do inspections every year, there is no one else."
Cheng Yangneng could see that the uncle was not lying. He looked at the box carefully and saw a logo on the box that was exactly the same as the one on the metal plate at his home.
At this moment, Cheng Yang felt more and more as if he had touched something, as if these things would appear by themselves without having to look for them.
"Can I take this thing back?" Cheng Yang asked.
The uncle shook his head and said: "No, the owner of 307 said that this thing can only be viewed from here and cannot be taken away. If you feel that there are too many people, there is a room inside, you can go in and open it yourself." The uncle pointed.
The room in the corner.
Cheng Yang picked up the things and nodded to Charles before entering the room alone. After closing the door, Cheng Yang began to look through the box and quickly found the opening on the box.
Chapter completed!