Chapter 100: Please don't open the door when you hear knocks on the door
Chang Hei-lok and Yang Guisi debated the format for this event for a while before finally deciding on a livestream. One reason for this was that Jiang Lanying's friend, Huang Qiuyue, had previously stated that Jiujiu was somewhat shy.
She'd also done an experiment and found that if she'd stayed in the living room and stared at Jiujiu, nothing would have happened that night. So, Yang Guisi and the others wouldn't have gone directly to the scene, but instead used a livestream connection and later editing.
On Friday night, Yang Guisi and Chang Xile prepared their filming equipment in the study of her rented apartment. At precisely midnight, Guisi's livestream began unexpectedly. This time, neither Yang Guisi nor Chang Xile wore masks. Furthermore, a cat named "Anping" was also present in the room.
[! The missing anchor has returned]
[Front row, front row, thanks to my intensive daily internet browsing]
[Wow, is this the host's first time showing her face? She's so pretty, and just as cool as I imagined!]
[There are two girls, how do you know which one is Onii-sama?]
[Look at the eye shape, it's very obvious. Does the other girl have blue eyes? So beautiful...]
[The girl with the cat on her shoulder must have blue eyes]
[Is Guisi online today? I can’t sleep without you these days 5555]
Yang Guisi opened a can of Coke with one hand, tilted his head back and took a big sip before saying to the camera, "I'm Guisi."
Chang Xile wore a black T-shirt. A white cat slithered from her right shoulder to her left, finally resting its head on her shoulder, staring silently at the screen. She waved at the screen and smiled, "Hello everyone, I'm Lan Tong."
Some viewers had seen the video about Zhang Li and Yang Guisi at Shancheng University some time ago, and were now shocked that it was actually them, and were discussing it.
Others asked hesitantly: "Did anyone watch the live broadcast of the Blue Heart Auction in Shancheng a while ago?"
[I didn’t see it much, but I was very impressed by the painting that sold for 68 million!]
Some speculated that Lan Tong bore a striking resemblance to the woman who had gone viral during the livestream. Furthermore, her online username, which matched Prosit's artwork, made it difficult not to speculate. However, since the recording only showed a silhouette from behind, this speculation was quickly drowned out by the flood of comments.
They ignored all the questions about Yang Guisi and Chang Xile's real life, and Yang Guisi directly started a random live broadcast.
The first few live broadcasts were, as usual, a demonstration of "approaching science." After all, as Yang Guisi had said before, where do all these ghosts come from? If the intrusion of ghosts and monsters has affected the normal lives of most people, then the world would be in chaos.
Chang Xile's abilities had never been put to good use. She was somewhat bored as she stroked An Ping's fur, and checked her phone by the way - Huang Qiuyue had directly given Chang Xile and the others the surveillance rights of her living room.
In the surveillance video, Jiujiu was still sleeping soundly in its little nest, with no intention of getting up.
The next second, Yang Guisi connected with another audience member. A pretty girl with a bun on her head was beaming. She smiled happily and said hello to the camera: "Guisi! I didn't expect to be able to connect with you again."
Yang Guisi glanced at her calmly and recognized her: "Xiaoxue?"
Chang Xile also had some impression of this fan. This was a fan who had been in contact with Yang Guisi before. At that time, Xiaoxue said that she always felt that someone was watching her, and Yang Guisi told Xiaoxue that there was no supernatural power in her family.
"That's right! I followed your instructions and checked everything one by one. I wanted to private message you with the results, but maybe you were getting too many private messages, so you didn't check. So I connected today just to thank you!" Xiaoxue's eyes welled up as she spoke. "Without you, I really can't imagine what would have happened."
Yang Guisi's words were rarely colder than before. She asked, "What are the results of your investigation?"
Xiaoxue showed the camera the interior of her room. The last time they were connected, her room was decorated in a very girlish style and filled with various dolls, but now the room was empty, with only a few necessary pieces of furniture, and the curtains were drawn tightly.
"Have you moved?" Chang Xile asked.
"Yes. After I posted the video, I used tools to check it again, and finally found a hidden camera in the eyes of the doll my ex-boyfriend gave me." Xiaoxue's expression was still full of fear.
The originally calm comments immediately exploded, with people asking about the follow-up.
"Later, I called the police. After they came to investigate..." Xiaoxue took a deep breath before continuing, "They discovered that the three dolls he gave me were all equipped with miniature cameras."
Xiaoxue wiped her eyes vigorously, forced a smile, and said to Yang Guisi, "Later, with the help of the police, we checked his phone. Because we discovered it early, there are currently no videos in it that could cause harm to me."
The barrage keeps refreshing:
[My eyes can’t help but turn to the doll my boyfriend gave me…]
[There's no need to think so badly of everyone, right?]
[It's important to be on guard against others!]
[That's right, sisters, if your partner asks you to take a video of your past, be brave enough to refuse if you're even slightly reluctant! You can't trust someone's character to remain unchanged, and don't be too confident in the privacy of your data these days.]
Yang Guisi nodded, her eyes lowered, not sure if she was talking to herself or warning the audience: "I only accept submissions about supernatural events because that's what I'm good at. And sometimes, the human heart is scarier than ghosts."
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Chang Xile gesturing to her. She smiled and said goodbye to Xiaoxue, "I'm glad you're okay. Sometimes, just encountering Approaching Science can be a blessing. I hope you won't have to worry about submitting an article next time."
Afterwards, Yang Guisi started a targeted live broadcast and had a video call with an audience member with the ID "Qiu Yueya".
Chang Xile just received the news. It is now three o'clock in the morning, which is the time when Jiujiu might be active at night.
With Huang Qiuyue's authorization, Yang Guisi briefly briefed the audience on the previous episode. Some viewers who wanted to take a break or felt bored left the live broadcast room. Of course, a considerable number of viewers were also very curious about how the locked ball could appear out of thin air in the hands of a cat.
Huang Qiuyue answered the video call without making a sound. She flipped the camera over and pointed it at the real-time surveillance footage on the computer.
Immediately, regular "dong dong" sounds were heard from the surveillance camera and the door between Huang Qiuyue's room.
After hearing the sound, Jiujiu suddenly raised its head and stared straight at the door. Then, it seemed to see what was on the other side, lowered its guard, and walked briskly towards the door.
"Is there anyone else in your family?" Chang Xile asked softly.
Huang Qiuyue shook her head, covered her mouth and said, "I live alone."
[Is there a thief here?]
[Should I call the police?]
[From what I've heard, he's been here more than once. He doesn't steal anything or rob money, he just plays with cats. Is he a pervert?]
The next second, a ball rolled towards the goal. Jiujiu excitedly chased after it and threw himself at the ball. The next second, the ball was suddenly hit by a downward force, bouncing up and falling off the ground.
[No...isn't it normal for a ball to bounce that high on its own? The cat didn't even hit the ball, did it? ?]
[Is watching this livestream at 3am a punishment for staying up late?]
Huang Qiuyue was so scared that she was about to cry. She said, "What should I do now... I don't dare go out. Should I call the police?"
Yang Guisi's expression was solemn. She asked first, "Before this happened, did you hear any strange knocking sounds at the door?"
Huang Qiuyue thought about it, shook her head and said "no".
This doesn't make sense.
Yang Guisi continued, "Just like a person has three fires on his shoulders, every household also has a door god. Ordinary ghosts cannot enter without permission. Only after hearing four knocks and the owner opens the door, does that mean the ghost is allowed to enter the house."
"But there really isn't... I'm not lying!" Huang Qiuyue became anxious upon hearing this, but didn't dare to speak loudly. She murmured to herself aggrievedly, "If only mom were still here..."
At this time, some people in the barrage were also confused:
[But when I hear a knock on the door, I usually think it's a delivery or takeout. What should I do if the door opens at this time?]
[Why don't you ask who's outside? Most people will answer.]
"Also, most people are used to knocking three times." Yang Guisi raised his hand and knocked on the table three times. "And if a visitor keeps knocking four times and doesn't speak, we need to be cautious."
As soon as she finished speaking, there were knocks on Huang Qiuyue's bedroom door.
Huang Qiuyue didn't even dare to sob. She looked at the security camera in the living room. Jiujiu had gone quiet, standing four steps away from her bedroom, staring at the door. The ball she'd been playing with had rolled onto the coffee table, unattended. And there was no one at the bedroom door.
She bravely asked, "Who? I'm telling you, I've already called the police, don't mess around!"
[Are ghosts afraid of the police?]
[If I don't open the door in this situation, will the ghost be unable to get in?]
[Ahhhhhhhh I'm so scared, but I can't bear to leave the live broadcast room. Woohoo, I'm going to sleep with my mom.]
In fact, Chang Xile had just seen a blurry shadow through the surveillance screen. The face was not clear, but judging from the figure, it was probably a female ghost.
According to Yang Guisi, the ghost entered the house as if it were no one's home, but behaved well when it entered Huang Qiuyue's bedroom, which was very inconsistent with the rules.
Chang Xile stared at the screen carefully. When he heard An Ping's words, he suddenly remembered something and asked Huang Qiuyue, "There's a photo in your living room facing the sofa. Who is that?"
Huang Qiuyue was stunned for a moment and said, "It's my mother."
Chang Xile asked again, "Is this photo black and white?"
"Yes." Huang Qiuyue couldn't help but cover her face and burst into tears after answering. She said intermittently, "But she passed away a month ago... I miss her very much and chose her most beautiful photo as a posthumous photo. If she were still here, I wouldn't be so scared..."
Chang Xile suppressed her surprise. To confirm some information, she continued to ask, "Does your mother have short curly hair, is about 1.5 meters tall, and wears a short T-shirt with cartoon patterns on it?"
Four knocks sounded slowly but forcefully. Chang Xile stared at the screen, trying to find more information to compare with Huang Qiuyue. "That pattern is hand-painted. It has a swing, three flowers, and two handprints, one large and one small?"
Huang Qiuyue stopped crying. She blinked and said, "Yes... I drew that with my mother during a parent-child activity in elementary school. But how did you know? I burned this dress along with my mother's belongings at the funeral."
Chang Xile took a deep breath and told Huang Qiuyue: "The person who has been outside your room these days might be your mother who passed away not long ago."
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