Gu Mian opened the door and looked inside, but there was no one inside.
The fat man shrank and showed his wretched head from behind Gu Mian: "Doctor, tell me, did something go in...or did something come out of it?"
Gu Mian closed the door again: "I'm afraid only ghosts know about this."
The two of them did not stay here longer and walked directly towards the study. The room of the young couple Mingliang and Xiao Zhang was right next to the study.
As the fat man passed by, he glanced sideways at the door.
I saw that their room door was half open, and looking from the outside, I could see a cheap crib with some toys inside.
There was also the sound of two people talking in the room. The couple probably thought it was dangerous to close the door. After all, in some horror movies, some doors can never be opened again once closed.
If you open the door halfway, you can at least push it open and run away when in danger.
Mingliang seemed to have heard the footsteps outside, and went to the door to take a look.
Gu Mian had no intention of stopping and talking to him. She skipped their room and came to the door not far away. This was the study room that Zhao Lei mentioned.
The door of this room was closed tightly, but it was not locked, so the two of them could enter easily.
Gu Mian reached for the doorknob and pushed the door open a crack.
The study was dark because there was no light on. When I opened the door, I could only vaguely see a few bookshelves.
The fat man took out his flashlight: "I'll turn on the flashlight first and look for the light switch in this room..."
At this time, Brother Mobile was staring at the backwards clock in the lobby on the first floor.
He held the piece of paper he found in his room in his hand. The content on the paper was basically covered by something like black ink, leaving only a twisted word "王".
"This clock running backwards and the paper in my hand should be some important clues, but first I have to know what is on this paper..."
Brother Mobile stared at the clock in front of him and fell into deep thought.
"Perhaps there is some connection between this piece of paper and this table?"
The dial of this clock that runs backwards is very retro. There are no numbers on it, but there are twelve black bars around it, so you can tell the time.
At this time, the second hand is moving jump by jump. Except for the direction of the pointer rotation, the watch looks very normal.
Because the hands move backwards, the time on the dial is incorrect.
Although it is already dark now, it is obviously not early in the morning. The time shown on the watch is half past two.
Brother Mobile stared at the clock that was as tall as himself: "Does the clock running backwards mean that the time in this instance is going backwards?"
So I will get younger and younger and my life span will increase?
This was Mobile Brother’s first thought.
But he immediately put this thought behind him. Now was not the time to think about such problems.
As Brother Mobile was thinking about it, he looked around a little guiltily. He wanted to take apart the watch and take a look.
At this time, Chu Changge had returned to his room, and the door was closed tightly.
And Zhao Lei also closed the door, not knowing what he was doing inside.
This is a good time to take apart the watch.
Thinking of this, he boldly stretched out his hand, but it seemed that he was deliberately targeting him. The moment he stretched out his hand, there was a sudden sound at Zhao Lei's door.
Brother Mobile retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted and looked in the direction of Zhao Lei stiffly.
I saw that the door of Zhao Lei's room had been opened, and the furnishings inside could be vaguely seen. His room was extremely simple.
From this angle, you can see the corner of a broken table with a pen holder on it, with two pens inserted in it. One of the pens looks familiar...
There seems to be something like a CD next to the pen holder.
At this time, Zhao Lei was standing at the door of the room, looking at him with some confusion: "What are you doing?"
Brother Mobile fumbled with his hands in embarrassment: "I just want to take a look at this watch and see why it runs backwards."
He noticed that Zhao Lei's suspicion level towards him had risen to Le 20.
Brother Mobile is about to cry. I'm afraid he won't be able to get the side rewards if he comes back a few times. The Financial Management Guide is related to money at first glance. What players lack most in this game now is money.
Fortunately, Zhao Lei didn't seem to want to pursue anything, but followed the mobile brother's words: "I'm also very surprised. When I came back, the watch was already like this. I don't know if it's because the watch turned backwards.
The reason is, I still feel something is wrong here.”
"But I can't tell you exactly what's wrong." Zhao Lei seemed distressed.
He took two steps out of the room and walked towards the coffee table, as if he wanted to get a glass of water.
But just as he was passing by the sofa, he seemed to be in a trance and accidentally knocked his knee on the corner of the sofa.
Then he bent over in pain and tried to cover his knees, but when he bent over, he suddenly thought of something: "No... this sofa wasn't originally here..."
Brother Mobile swallowed and looked at Zhao Lei from the side.
Zhao Lei straightened up and looked around again, his expression even more confused: "Yes, I remember it was placed like this, but why do I always feel that the position is wrong..."
The sofa in Zhao Lei's home is also very old, gray-brown, and to put it more graphically, it's a shit-yellow color.
It's shabby and old, and a slightly longer one is placed in the middle, facing the main door.
It can be seen that there should be two single sofas placed on both sides, but one of the single sofas is probably unusable, so there is only a small sofa placed on one side.
Zhao Lei's knees hit this small sofa.
At this time, Mobile Brother finally said: "Are you injured? Do you want some medicine?"
He was trying his best to act like a normal person, trying to stop his suspicion from rising.
"No." Zhao Lei shook his head in a daze: "I'd better go back to the room."
As he spoke, he took another step and walked back to his room.
Zhao Lei is not short, but for some reason he always looks like he is not well rested and seems to be floating when he walks.
"Wait, wait..." Just when he returned to the door of the room and was about to close the door, Brother Mobile suddenly stepped forward and spoke.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Lei showed a puzzled expression.
Brother Mobile stood at the door and glanced at Zhao Lei's room: "Well...can you lend me a pen?"
"Pen?" Zhao Lei subconsciously glanced at the pen holder on the table.
There are two pens in the pen holder. They are very old-fashioned pencils that require a knife to sharpen the tip. They are completely black and have no patterns or anything like that.
The other one is a thick eraser pen, but it has been stripped of its packaging and looks a bit monotonous.
This thing was often seen when Zhao Lei was in elementary school. It was once popular and could erase handwriting written with a pen.
He wanted to try if he could use this erasing pen to erase the dark things on the paper in his hand.
Although he didn't know why he wanted to eliminate the pen, Zhao Lei still lent him the pen.
Brother Mobile got the pen and immediately returned to his room. Then he took out the stained paper, took off the pen cap and started painting on the stain.
Fortunately, there is no bloody situation where the pen fluid runs out.
He was pleasantly surprised to find that the black ink stains on this piece of paper could really be eliminated with the eraser pen. After getting this result, Brother Mobile began to smear downwards along the word "王".
When he erased the second word, a strange expression appeared on his face.
The writing on this piece of paper seems to have been written by a primary school student who is not good at writing. It is as crooked as an earthworm.
"This is...a word?"
Brother Mobile frowned and looked at the second word that appeared.
He obviously didn't recognize the word.
But Brother Mobile didn't give up, he held up the pen again and continued to smear downwards.
As more and more handwriting appeared, the expression of confusion on his face became less and less, replaced by a look of surprise.
There was a fine line of sweat on his forehead, as if he was eager to find the answer, and he took the pen and tried to smear it down quickly.
But just when he finished wiping out the next line and was about to read it carefully, the light above his head suddenly went out.
To be precise, the lights in the entire house went out and all the rooms were plunged into darkness.
A female scream came from upstairs, but he didn't care. Instead, he urgently took out a flashlight and shined it on the paper in his hand.
It’s as if I’m afraid that what’s on the paper will disappear in the next second.
The flashlight illuminated the crumpled paper in front of him, and he looked at the content on it with a shocked expression: "I understand!"
But just as he shouted these words, he suddenly saw a white thing next to him from the corner of his eye.
Brother Mobile stiffened his neck and turned his head to look, only to see a pale face standing in front of him at some point.
