After smashing the mirror, Brother Sleeping quickly ran back to the live camera to report his results to his fans.

"Brothers, the mirror has been smashed. The hidden danger has been eliminated, right? Do you have any other suggestions?"

[Remove it, are you stupid? This is a haunted house, why don't you run away?! ]

[That's right, just try to sleep, don't lose your life! ]

[Run, we can’t stay in this house any longer! ]

【……】

Netizens gave hints one after another, and finally the Sleeping Brother reacted.

This time we might have run into a real haunted house!

What show effects, what popularity, compared to your life, it’s all bullshit!

After a brief hesitation, the sleep-deprived man ran away.

"call……"

However, before the Sleeping Brother could run to the door, a loud whistle came from behind him.

“Sizzle… splash~”

The wind was blowing hard and the curtains were swaying wildly.

Then, the light tube that had just gone out began to flicker rapidly.

However, the originally bright incandescent light turned into a strange green color!

The sleeping brother couldn't help but stop. The icy cold behind him made him tremble all over!

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

run!

After a brief hesitation, the sleeping brother ran towards the door like crazy.

However, the door could not be opened no matter what.

This made the sleep-trying brother feel instantly cold, and his body began to become somewhat out of control at this moment.

His legs trembled, and he slowly turned his head, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Just see.

Beneath the swaying curtains, behind the moonlit windows.

There is a strange figure.

It is wearing ancient costume, and its sleeves flutter in the wind.

With two hands resting on the window, a pair of bottomless black eyes were observing everything in the room!

Before the sleep-deprived man could come to his senses, the figure had already started to break through the window.

It looks like it wants to come in!

“Ghost…ghost…ghost!”

At this moment, the sleeper was completely filled with fear, his face was grim, and he screamed in despair:

"Help, help, help...help! Help!"

Seeing this scene, the viewers in the live broadcast room were also frightened. They all held their breath, and even the barrage of comments became inexplicably deserted.

[Damn... isn't it said that humans can't see ghosts? ]

[It’s over, it’s coming in, it’s coming in! ]

[Look at this clothing, it is from ancient times, this is definitely not a human! ]

[It’s over, the sleep trial brother is about to send it! 】

[Why can't the door be opened? Did he do something to it? ]

[It must be a ghost wall! ]

【……】

At the same time, right at the door of this house.

Master and disciple Liu Jun and Li Shaohui were staring at a pair of hands with nervous expressions.

These hands belong to a locksmith.

This was the third time the two had come here today. They had originally been going home after get off work, but Nanshan Yin Temple suddenly caught fire.

This forced them to take action and look for Gao Xiaochi.

However, they searched everywhere and couldn't find even a shadow of him.

At this time, the live broadcast of Try Sleeping Brother started, and Li Shaohui suspected that Gao Xiaochi might have hidden here.

So the two of them came and knocked on the door. There was clearly someone talking inside, but no one opened the door.

After further investigation, colleagues found evidence that the tenant of this house, Mr. Sleeping, had committed electronic fraud online.

After the application reported to Xiaoshan was approved, the two turned back again and began the arrest operation.

The locksmith was hired by the two of them after the prerequisites were granted and the legal procedures were completed.

It’s a pity that the locksmith’s skills are a little bit behind those of the Northwest Lock King, and he still hasn’t been able to open the door after more than ten minutes.

There was another cry for help from inside, and the two of them became anxious.

"Master Zhao, can't you handle it?" Li Shaohui asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, it will be there soon." The locksmith responded.

Li Shaohui frowned slightly, looked at Liu Jun and said, "Master, if it really doesn't work, can you climb in through the window?"

"That won't work either." The locksmith interrupted, "It's not my skill problem. Someone must have slammed the door too hard and the lock cylinder got stuck."

"Okay... then hurry up..."

Liu Jun nodded helplessly. He also thought about kicking the door open, but the locksmith said that the lock could not be opened unless a hole was kicked in the iron door.

…

In the room, the sleeping guy was already slumped on the floor, his spirit close to collapse.

His legs were out of control and he didn't dare look directly at the figure outside the window.

In order to save his life, he crawled into the toilet with difficulty and locked the door.

"You can't see me... You can't see me..."

"Nanwu Amituofo, Taishang Laojun, please hurry up and give the order..."

At this time, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was very strange.

Netizens looked at the window in fear, and many of them had already left the live broadcast room out of fear.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the window was opened.

A dark head poked its head in.

In the dim room, the face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes reflected green light.

"Ugh! Poof!"

"boom!"

At this moment, a miserable howl was heard outside the camera.

This was followed by a dull bang.

The toilet door was blown into pieces, and the door handle and some debris flew past the live camera.

Zhao Feng at the window was stunned, and the viewers in the live broadcast room were terrified.

After a short silence, comments gradually popped up on the public screen:

[This is... killing with thoughts?! ]

[Just a glance? Just a glance for a second, and you were so fucking mad?! ]

[Wow, this is too scary! ]

【……】

[This live broadcast room has been banned...]

Before the viewers could react, the security review system forcibly shut down the live broadcast.

At the balcony, Zhao Feng finally climbed up safely.

Looking at the chaos in the room, his brows furrowed.

"Who robbed me alive? Didn't the boss tell me to come tonight?"

"What happened just now..."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Feng slowly walked into the house.

But before he could take two steps.

Suddenly a black shadow came over, and Zhao Feng felt his eyes go dark and he could not see anything.

But the next moment.

“Sizzle~!”

“Boom!”

A flash of lightning exploded from his pupils, instantly illuminating the entire room.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of black hands grabbed Zhao Feng's shoulders from behind and pulled him out of the window.

…

Five seconds later, Zhao Feng was standing downstairs in the apartment building in a daze.

I looked around, but couldn't see anyone.

He didn't even know what had just happened.

All he knew was that there were two red and swollen slap marks on his face.

"Brother...cousin...is that you..."

…

Outside the haunted house.

The locksmith, with his newly-made Afro hairdo, exhaled a breath of black air:

"Damn it, this door is leaking electricity. The door is open. Remember to pay..."

After saying that, the locksmith fell to the ground.

“Call an ambulance!”

Liu Jun gave an order and then pushed the door open.

The moment he walked in, he was completely stunned.

Everything was charred and dusty.

“What…is going on?!”

After a moment of hesitation, Liu Jun slowly walked into the room.

There were broken walls everywhere, and the walls on both sides collapsed inexplicably.

If he hadn't had a clear mind, he would have thought he was at an earthquake site.

After walking a few steps forward, Liu Jun saw five or six pairs of confused eyes through the collapsed wall.

It's the resident next door.

At this time, they were also in a state of confusion.

In front of them stood a transparent table and a safe that was being loaded.

And what was on the table were piles of banknotes.

After seeing clearly what Liu Jun was wearing, several people suddenly became panicked.

"Brother, the police are here!"

"Well... they came with laser weapons, and the walls were blown apart..."

"Leader, I surrender!"

"I knew that the truth would be revealed one day... I will turn myself in too!"

Liu Jun scratched his head in confusion. Before he could react, the residents next door had already lined up and raised their hands in front of him like lambs to be slaughtered.

"What do you mean?"

Liu Jun was a little surprised because he didn't prepare so many handcuffs.

"Boss, these are all counterfeit money." The resident next door said earnestly:

"We have all told the truth, please don't do anything, it's too scary!"

"Yes, we are responsible for the sale, and we also know where it is produced."

There was a hint of fear in the sincere eyes of several people.

That scene just now was so horrific!

"It turned out to be counterfeit money... No wonder..."

Liu Jun frowned slightly, looking thoughtful.

It turns out that this is a den for making counterfeit money.

No wonder, no wonder Zhang Fan said we have found the address.

It turns out that the people Zhang Fan was talking about were himself and his apprentice...

This is too amazing!

Wait… I’m not that scary, am I?

Never mind, just take it away first!

After thinking about it, Liu Jun dialed Xiaoshan's phone number.

"Hey, boss, we're investigating a criminal gang that makes counterfeit money. Call a few brothers over."

"What the hell? Didn't you tell me about online fraud?"

"It happened suddenly. I can't really explain it. The address is Room 401, Building 3, Xingfu Community."

"Um."

…

Half an hour later, all the criminals living next door were arrested.

Based on their confessions, Xiaoshan arranged three teams to arrest other members of the gang.

Liu Jun and Li Shaohui were not involved in the subsequent arrest work.

Sitting in the car, Liu Jun looked a little dazed.

After working for so many years...he never thought about it.

The investigation can be carried out in such a strange way.

They didn't even notice any clues about this group of counterfeiters, and they were caught inexplicably.

Another point is that I was facing seven or eight people alone at the time. Not only did they not dare to resist, they didn't even have the idea of ​​escaping.

I don't know what happened in that room...

Not only was the locksmith knocked unconscious by electric shock, but the entire building also suffered a power outage.

Not surprisingly, the entire fourth floor and some nearby electronic equipment all burned out inexplicably.

…

The next morning, Zhang Fan received good news.

The funeral bill of Zhu Zhuan's family was returned to him.