Chapter 233: Midnight Haunted House 20
When Su Qingyun felt that his head was about to explode from the chanting, Ye Jian suddenly took out his hexagonal bell and shook it in the air.
The chanting stopped abruptly.
Along with the sound, the two candle flames disappeared.
The room was dark again, and silent.
Su Qingyun shone a flashlight on the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva on the altar and asked Ye Jian, "What sutra was that just recited?"
"The Sutra of the Thousand-armed and Thousand-eyed Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's Great, Complete, Unimpeded and Greatly Compassionate Heart Dharani." Ye Jian answered Su Qingyun word for word.
"You also study Buddhist scriptures?" I didn't realize.
Ye Jian smiled and pointed to a book on the altar.
The cover of the book reads "The Sutra of the Thousand-Armed and Thousand-Eyed Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's Great, Complete, Unimpeded, Greatly Compassionate Heart Dharani."
Su Qingyun, "..." It was so dark, but Ye Jian could actually see it. His eyesight was extremely good.
Xu Xinghe pulled Su Qingyun, reminding her that twenty minutes had passed and she had to hurry.
Yes, they had to hurry, because they still hadn't figured out the evil spirits in the house. The old woman who had just appeared and the black shadow that had flashed by were nowhere to be seen, and they still had a lot of things to do.
Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe walked to the bed in the room.
The bed was a new-style bunk bed, fifty centimeters high, with bedposts at the four corners. A cloth mosquito net was hung on the bedposts. When the mosquito net was fully lowered, one could not see inside the bed from outside.
Su Qingyun didn't plan to watch. She lay down and let Xu Xinghe shine the light on her, then she swept under the bed with a long-handled stick.
Her approach is to try it first and see whether there is any result or not.
There was nothing under the bed, so Su Qingyun used a long-handled stick to pull out a pair of shoes from under the bed.
They are very common women's shoes with old style, commonly worn by rural women.
Su Qingyun threw the shoes into the black garbage bag without thinking.
Then she bent down and cleaned it again, and this time she dug out an earring from under the bed.
A pair of fancy earrings that look cheap.
Su Qingyun picked up the earrings with her gloved hands and handed them to Xu Xinghe. "Do you think an eighty-year-old woman would wear these earrings?"
Xu Xinghe took it and commented, "No woman in a big city would wear earrings like this."
What I mean is, let alone an eighty-year-old old woman, if this old woman is a normal person.
But the earring appeared under the old woman's bed.
"Has anyone else lived in this room?" This was the only analysis Su Qingyun could come up with.
"No." Ye Jian, who had been walking around the room, answered this question for Su Qingyun.
He opened the closet in the room and said, "This closet is filled with clothes belonging to elderly women, and the drawers are filled with some garbage bag ropes that elderly people like to collect. It can be said that there is nothing vibrant in this room."
"Wait." Ye Jian bent down and pulled out a piece of women's underwear with lace from a pile of clothes at the bottom of the closet.
"Let me correct what I said earlier. The old lady in this room may not be what she appears to be."
"This isn't for the old lady." Su Qingyun went over and took the bra from Ye Jian's hand. She looked at the size, 75B. How could that skinny old lady wear a B cup bra?
"I've seen old ladies who are old, thin, and have a hunched back. Even if they are fashionable and would wear this kind of underwear, the size is not suitable." Su Qingyun bent down and took out another piece of underwear from the closet.
It is a small jacket worn by elderly women, similar to an old man's shirt.
"This is what old ladies wear."
She put the two pieces of underwear back into the closet and said to the two men, "My preliminary judgment is that a woman who likes to wear lace underwear and bright red earrings has been in this room. The underwear was stuffed into the old lady's closet, and the earrings fell under the bed. So a woman has stripped naked in this room."
Xu Xinghe nodded, agreeing with Su Qingyun's analysis.
But Su Qingyun sighed again and said, "Even though I know that a woman came into this room and took off her clothes, I have no idea who the vengeful spirit is. What about you?"
Xu Xinghe didn't say anything but turned his gaze to Ye Jian.
Ye Jian touched his chin. He did not answer Su Qingyun's question but asked her, "You just said that the three rooms next door are for rent?"
"Yes, that's what the old lady in the portrait said, but she didn't tell me her son's occupation. No matter how I asked, she wouldn't tell me." Su Qingyun said this and took out the red rubber notebook that she had dug out from under the bed downstairs.
"I haven't thrown this notebook into the recycling bag yet, so why don't you take a look at it first and remember what the numbers in it are for."
Xu Xinghe took it. He hadn't had time to look at the notebook carefully before because Su Qingyun was attacked. Now, after looking through it carefully, he quickly found the pattern.
“This is a ledger.”
"Ledger?"
"Yes, the first part is the date. The middle number is unknown at the moment. The number at the end is the amount, usually between one hundred and two hundred. The larger the middle number, the larger the amount at the end."
Ye Jian also took the notebook and flipped through it.
"The numbers in the middle should represent some kind of goods?" Ye Jian touched his chin again. "What kind of goods cost one or two hundred yuan each, but sometimes they cost two or three hundred yuan each. It's very strange. This accounting method is really confusing."
Finally, he flipped the notebook back again, even checking the interlayer on the cover.
There is nothing else except these numbers.
He closed the notebook and threw it into the black trash bag, then asked Su Qingyun, "When you were talking to the old woman just now, did you ask her how the man in the black and white photo downstairs died?"
Su Qingyun shook her head. "I only know his name is Tu Zhigang."
"Tu Zhigang." Ye Jian read the name, then took out his cell phone to search, but there was no signal.
"Why is the signal blocked as soon as we enter the haunted house? The company's security protection for our employees is too poor."
After saying that, he took out his strange cell phone.
Su Qingyun also touched her strange cell phone.
The employee code of conduct does not state that employees are not allowed to use other external products while working. She did not even think of this when she went up to the third floor with the old lady just now.
Ye Jian used the strange mobile phone to search and added the keyword "Butcher Village Courtyard No. 3".
Tu Zhigang's information was not found, but another piece of information was found.
"Ah, I know what the numbers in the middle of the account book represent," he said.
"What does it represent?" Su Qingyun and Xu Xinghe asked at the same time.
"It represents the number of times a woman receives clients. Tu Zhigang is a pimp."
"What?" Su Qingyun was extremely shocked. She pointed outside and said, "The three houses next door are not occupied by tenants but fallen women."
"It doesn't necessarily mean she's a fallen young woman. It could also be..." Ye Jian said something even more explosive, "his wife."
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