The toilet door was open. Because it was small and visible, the two of them just took a quick look at it at the time. They didn't expect to have to go there again at this moment.
I don't know when the shower curtain inside was drawn. It was black and covered tightly. The water was dripping from the faucet on the sink.
Xie Quan was a little hesitant about whether to go in or not. It was the final moment and he couldn't go in or retreat.
Qiao Yan reached out and patted his shoulder, signaling him to move aside if he couldn't do it. Xie Quan immediately shook his head firmly and took that step.
The moment he entered the bathroom, the water from the faucet stopped, and Xie Quanren also stopped.
Qiao Yan passed through the space beside him and walked straight inside, looking like a member of the suicide squad.
She touched the edge of the sink. Logically, with just a few drops of water, the edge of the sink should be dry, but Qiao Yan felt it was wet.
She frowned. The wet touch didn't feel like water, so she raised her hand and smelled it. It was blood.
Qiao Yan didn't say anything, but slowly lowered her hand, ignoring the discomfort in her heart. Then she tugged at Xie Quan's clothes with her clean hand and took the flashlight from him.
The two people's expressions in the dark were exactly the same serious and nervous, their black eyes fixed on the shower curtain.
But before the two of them could do anything, crying sounds were heard from behind the shower curtain.
"Wuwuwu... Wuwuwu..." Qiao Yan was closer and was startled. Fortunately, she had been frightened a lot in the past few days and did not scream, but her scalp was still numb.
The crying sound was clearly coming from behind the shower curtain, and it was a woman's cry. The sound wasn't loud, but it was very clear in the small bathroom, and it was also a little scary.
Xie Quan hesitated about whether to run away, and reached out to gently tap Qiao Yan's back. Qiao Yan's attention was focused on the crying and the shower curtain. She was caught off guard by the two taps on her back. She thought it was something else and was almost scared to death. Then, in the dark, she glared at Xie Quan fiercely.
Xie Quan withdrew his hand awkwardly, touched his nose, and dared not move again.
"Wuwuwu... Wuwuwu..." The crying continued.
Qiao Yan took two more steps forward until she was within reach of the shower curtain. She exhaled softly and silently, then grabbed the curtain with her bloody hand and pulled it open. At the same time, she turned on the flashlight with her other hand and shone the light directly over there.
Qiao Yan's movements were fast and accurate. Xie Quan held his breath and stared at her. Surprisingly, there was nothing behind the shower curtain and the crying stopped abruptly.
Qiao Yan frowned immediately, and the flashlight light hit the wall, then moved down as she moved and landed in the bathtub.
It was pure white inside, with only a lump of stuff blocking the water outlet.
Qiao Yan moved closer, and Xie Quan hurried forward.
The crying stopped, and Xie Quan was fine again. He reached out to pull at the black mass, a look of disgust on his face: "It's hair. Grandpa Lu is a little untidy, isn't he?"
"Grandpa Lu has long hair?" Qiao Yan's voice came faintly behind his ear. Xie Quan suddenly stopped moving and froze.
"Don't scare me..."
"Look for yourself." Qiao Yan raised her chin. The hair in Xie Quan's hand had been pulled up a bit by him, but it was not completely pulled out. Some of it seemed to be stuck below the water outlet.
Few men have such long hair, and it is even more impossible for Grandpa Lu.
He hurriedly let go of her hand and heard Qiao Yan say, "Actually, I don't plan to take the hair. I just want to take a look."
[Hahahaha, I'm sorry, I know it's not the right time, but I couldn't help it.]
I don't have any professional training, I just laugh at something funny.
Every time I enter an atmosphere or situation, something unexpected happens to help me get out of it. I'm grateful.
[Damn, is that hair moving on its own?]
[Do you know how terrifying this scene is for people with long hair? My toilet drain is often clogged with my hair...]
"It moved!" Xie Quan was startled and pointed at the ball of hair and pulled Qiao Yan back.
In the bathtub, the black ball of hair did move on its own, "crawl" out from the water outlet like a vine.
It grew endlessly and quickly covered the bathtub, and continued to crawl out. At the same time, the woman's sad cry sounded again.
“Wuwuwu… Wuwuwu…”
"Wow, wow, wow...child...my child..."
Qiao Yan and Xie Quan were forced to step back little by little by their hair. The faucet in the washbasin started to creak and the water suddenly gushed out.
"Cough, cough, cough... cough, cough..." It was a man's cough, very severe, followed by a gargling sound, and soon turned into a gurgling sound like drowning.
The series of sounds made one's ears extremely busy, even though there was no one in sight.
"Oh - Gululu - cough cough cough, oh, Gululu..." The man seemed to be experiencing some kind of torture, being repeatedly pushed into the water, but not fatally.
"Why, why... my child, my child... wuwuwu..."
The woman's crying became more and more shrill, as if she was complaining.
"Cough cough cough, I, I... cough cough cough... hoarse..." Qiao Yan and Xie Quan realized from the obviously old voice that the person who was being tortured should be Grandpa Lu.
But the problem was, the woman's voice was really young, and she was speaking childish language...
"His daughter?" Xie Quan was a little confused.
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