Everyone, including me, were stunned by her question. Someone first reacted: "Is there anyone in your room? We heard screams inside."

The girl immediately shook her head: "No, I live alone."

Perhaps because of the nervous expressions of everyone, she was a little uneasy, and the girl took out the room card to open the door.

There was no one else inside, and the room was clear at a glance, but the TV was on, and it seemed that horror movies were being broadcast.

"Oh, what are you doing? I was shocked and I thought I was killed." A young man complained.

He shouted out everyone's thoughts, and everyone returned to their rooms one after another, but one person was standing on the other end of the corridor. The man was wearing a black hooded windbreaker and a black mask, and his whole head was so tightly covered.

"Xiao Fu, what's going on?" Chen Qinghan opened the door neatly.

"It's okay, maybe it's the sound on TV." As soon as I staggered my eyes, the man in black disappeared.

When I returned to the house, I immediately described the man in black whom I just saw to Chen Qinghan.

"You said, will there be a butcher on a rainy night? It's like screaming?" I always believe that movies also have the shadow of real life, and the murderer must be hidden by us.

"Just be careful." Chen Qinghan refused to dismiss my imaginative imagination. He did not say that it was rare for me to watch less movies.

"Let's see outside." I waved to him and follow me to the floor-to-ceiling window. The fog outside the balcony was even more intense, with less than one meter of visibility, and the yard downstairs was invisible.

Chen Qinghan took out his cell phone and looked at it, muttering: "The weather forecast only says there is heavy rain."

"You are still wise, the highway will definitely be blocked. You may fall into the ditch when walking in such a ghostly weather. It is best to find a place to surf the Internet."

"The last sentence is the point." Chen Qinghan shook his head with a smile, and sat on the sofa with his cell phone.

"It is very useful to go online, you can check information, such as the nine-grid compass, feeding fish in stagnant water, and the causes of memory-type headaches..."

"Then what did you find?"

"This... I haven't found it yet, but I've left a post on the hottest forum for help, and maybe I'll get unexpected results."

"Okay, wait." Chen Qinghan stared at his phone and waved at me perfunctorily.

I didn't know him as much as him, so I sat back in front of the computer and continued to watch the drama. The man in black holding a sharp knife on the screen was chasing a soft female student. The long loose hair of the female student covered half of her face, her innocent and plain face was covered with tears, and her eyes were frightened and desperate. One of her slippers ran away and her feet were bleeding.

"Oh?" I looked at the female student on the screen and suddenly felt very familiar. The man in black behind her was the same, just like the person I just saw.

Dangdangdang——

"Sorry, disturb me." A knock on the door sounded again outside the door. This time, the person outside sounded like the owner of the inn.

I pressed the pause button and ran over to open the door. The inn owner was indeed standing at the door.

"Sorry, the 205 guest told me that there was no water in her room. I'll find someone to come and see her, but there was no one in her room. Have you heard that she went out?" The boss asked apologetically.

The boss was standing with a young man in work clothes, holding a tool box in his hand.

"No, I didn't hear her going out. It's unlikely that she will go out this day, so something happened."

After hearing what I said, the boss hesitated for a moment, took out the 205 spare room card, and opened the door.

But she didn't enter the house, stood at the door and looked inside, confirmed that there was no one in the house, and then closed the door again.

"Strange..." The boss frowned and murmured, and smiled apologetically at me, "I'm sorry to bother you, she might have gone out."

I could probably guess what the boss was wondering. This small building only has one corridor, one staircase, and one exit.

So if a girl in 205 goes out, the boss sitting at the gate cannot not know.

Moreover, there is an electronic bell with voice prompts on the door, and someone will ring a voice reminder when someone opens the door.

Therefore, the girl in 205 should not have left the house unless... she climbed down from the balcony.

But who would have a normal person who would not walk on the stairs and would rather climb the balcony?

"Hmm?" I went back to the house and closed the door, and suddenly I remembered that the floor-to-ceiling windows in Room 205 were open.

"So what's wrong?" Chen Qinghan's eyes were finally pulled out of the screen of his phone and looked at me in confusion.

"Girl of 205..." I almost walked to the computer and continued to play the TV series I was watching before, but strangely, the victim female student on the screen changed her face, which was completely different from what I just saw.

"Li Jianan? Li Jianan!" The boss's voice came from downstairs, sounding very anxious.

I opened the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony and stood on the balcony and looked down. A strong light swayed in the thick fog. I was very familiar with this. It was the light column of the strong flashlight.

Standing on the balcony, I heard a brisk melody ringing in a corner of the yard, which should be the ringtone of the phone.

The boss shouted and looked for it, and walked to the phone, but the owner of the phone was not there.

Li Jianan is a resident of Room 205. Her cell phone ran outside, which means her people were there. The boss must have not found anyone and wanted to call her, but he heard music in the yard.

"Chen, is the master of fortune telling for you still alive? I want to ask him to calculate for me, what fate will always encounter bizarre events." I closed the floor-to-ceiling window, turned around and returned to the room to look for Chen Qinghan.

"Don't you say it's feudal superstition? Besides, he has retired from injury."

"The fortune teller still has injuries and retreat?"

"I'm so accurate that I've been beaten up."

"...Okay, but this inn is really weird. I just saw a girl in 205 being chased by a man in black with a knife on the computer. Then she disappeared. Her phone fell into the yard and the person disappeared." I leaned over to Chen Qinghan, hoping to attract his attention. "The man in black who was chasing her was the one I told you, what should I do? It's so terrible!"

Chen Qinghan was listening carefully at first, and when he heard my last sentence, he immediately spoke: "If there is really a serial killer, you are the safest one."

"I'm in the weak stage now. You are so good at it. Go and catch him."

"If a criminal case occurs, I will call the police." Chen Qinghan obviously didn't believe me.

"Call the police? What kind of police car can drive here in this weather! Don't blame me for not reminding you, I'm so kind." The life and death of strangers has nothing to do with me, but I noticed that by the way, I would like to remind you that anyway, condemn such things with conscience, so only living people can have it.

It was as dark as the night outside. It was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and the lights were turned on in the room.
Chapter completed!