Muke saw his parents being killed with his own eyes.

After she called the police with a smile, the police told her that her parents had died three years ago.

The police produced the death certificate and told her not to get sick all the time.

Muke, who didn't believe there was something wrong with his head, went out to collect this month's rent under the double reminder of the calendar and alarm clock.

In a hurry to go out, she didn't notice that her reflection in the mirror was looking at her from bottom to top.

When collecting the rent, the tenant of 404 said to her: "It's really scary to open the refrigerator and see your parents' heads with candles stuck in their eyes, but have you ever thought about the murderer's purpose of doing this? Will he?"

I can’t afford a cake, but I want to give you an unforgettable birthday surprise.”

The police will never disclose the details of the case, and she has never told anyone else. So, how did the tenant of 404 know that candles were inserted into her parents' eyes?

Muke thought of a possibility and couldn't help but smile brightly.

Ever since she saw a murderer wearing a smiley mask kill her parents, she has suffered from mental illness. She laughs when she is scared, and the more scared she is, the happier she laughs.

Muke pretended to leave as if nothing had happened, then turned around and called the police.

The police reluctantly told her that tenant No. 404 was not the murderer. He had been in the police station for stealing cakes a few days before her parents were killed.

After hanging up the phone, a cold and unfamiliar voice suddenly came to her ear.

【Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?】

Muke looked back and saw that there was no one around, but there was a leaflet for "Dawn Haunted House" in her hand.

"what's the situation?"

She felt flustered and quickly threw away the flyers and went home. To be precise, this apartment was her home.

However, after his parents were killed, the apartment became a haunted house and the rent plummeted, but he was still dissatisfied.

After looking through her diary, Muke discovered that she had another illness. She would get sick once every three months, and her memory would stop on the day her parents died tragically.

She has been going through this cycle for three years.

For three years, the police station has received reports of murders that have already occurred.

Muke saw a psychiatrist and took medicine, but it didn't help.

The most important thing is that those medicines are too expensive. In order to pay for my grandmother’s hospitalization and chemotherapy expenses, she stopped taking them very early.

"It's okay to stop taking the medicine. This way we can rule out that the medicine caused my amnesia." Muke didn't think she was sick, she even felt that someone was behind it.

She continued to read the diary.

Because of her illness, she rarely left home, and most of the diary was about her tenants.

[105’s tenant’s surname is Chen. He has lived here for five years. Every night, a woman’s voice comes from his house, but he obviously lives alone! What’s even weirder is that he often drags his suitcase out in the middle of the night.

, and returned empty-handed the next morning.]

[There is an old man living in 204. He often gives me candy. Every time I refuse, he forcefully gives it to me. After I opened the candy wrapper, I found that the candy was covered with white hair. 】

She browsed very quickly, and after flipping through more than a dozen pages, she confirmed the information that most of the tenants in this building were perverts or murderers.

"The diary says the two female tenants on the third floor are trustworthy."

But Muke couldn't believe anyone, especially the tenant No. 404 who said "birthday surprise".

At this time, the sound of unlocking suddenly came from outside the door.

My parents are dead and grandma is in the hospital. Who will open the door? Grandpa?

Muke didn't dare to bet that the person outside the door was not malicious. She immediately turned off the bedside lamp, stuffed the pillow under the quilt to make it look like someone was sleeping, and then hid in the closet.

The sensor light in the corridor was on, and a face was peering through the crack in the door.

"I didn't turn on the light. It looks like I'm asleep."

Tenant No. 404's voice was light and gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping "Muke".

The sound of the anti-theft chain being pulled sounded. Muke felt chills all over and immediately sent a text message to 12110 to explain the current situation.

The door was closed, footsteps getting closer and closer, followed by the sound of quilts and pillows being pierced.

"It turns out that the baby didn't sleep well."

There was a smile in his voice: "Not on the bed? Is it under the bed? Or...in the cabinet?"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Muke suppressed his trembling and tightened his grip on the fruit knife.

She knew that she might not be able to fight. However, fortunately, she had already called the police, and at worst, she would die together.

The cabinet door was opened, and both sides stabbed each other without hesitation.

Suddenly, the voice sounded in her ears again.

[You will die in fifteen seconds. My boss can give you a chance to live or die worse. Do you accept it? You have five seconds to think, and you will automatically reject it after five seconds. ]

Muke, who was stabbed in the shoulder by a knife, did not hesitate: "Accept!"

【Congratulations on becoming a temporary worker of "Dawn Haunted House"! 】

[Please report to the haunted house within three days, otherwise death will be your happiest destination.]

404 pulled out the knife. Perhaps in order to torture Muke, he drew the knife very slowly.

Muke drew out the knife very quickly, endured the pain in his shoulder, and stabbed him straight in the stomach again.

A painful expression slowly appeared on 404's face, as if slow playback was on.

This time Muke was sure that the 404 was not intentional.

It is possible that the so-called "Dawn Haunted House" used some means to interfere with his speed.

She didn't know how long this interference would last, so she could only pull out the knife as quickly as possible, pierce 404's thigh, and then pull it out.

She did not attack the vital points again.

Even at this moment she remained calm.

You cannot kill 404, otherwise it will be considered as excessive defense.

Before 404 could get out of that weird state, she opened the door and ran outside.

When she ran to the second floor, there were rapid footsteps on the stairs above her head. The speed did not look like her thigh was injured at all.

She didn't have time to think too much, so she took two steps in three and speeded downstairs.

The tenants in the building seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and no one came out to help.

A taxi was parked at the door of the apartment. The driver poked his head out and smiled at Muke, who was covered in blood: "Little sister, do you want a ride?"

The driver's face was deathly pale, and there were purple-red spots on his neck that looked like birthmarks.

The footsteps from behind were getting closer and closer. Muke had no choice but to get in the car.

"Where to?"

"Police station!"

"okay."

The car started and Muke looked back. The figure chasing him didn't look like an adult man, but was about the same height as her.

They were obviously not far apart, but the figures were very blurry, as if they were hiding in the fog.

Muke breathed calmly and turned to look at the driver.
Chapter completed!