Knowing how to escape, Chen Ge calmed down.

"This door is getting closer to the boy. When someone in red appears, it will make a sound to remind him. No matter how you look at it, this door has no ill intentions towards Jiang Ming."

Chen Ge touched his chin and said, "There is something trying to get out of the door, but I didn't find it when I entered the world behind the door. Did it hide?"

The things inside the door didn't want to harm Jiang Ming, so they couldn't be those monsters filled with malicious intent.

"Perhaps Jiang Ming's lost hearing lies here."

Chen Ge still remembered the mission information on the black phone: "The Ghost Fetus mission is a game of hide-and-seek with a life-and-death stakes. After I enter the door this time, do I have to find something hidden by the Ghost Fetus? Will this be the first duel between me and the Ghost Fetus?"

Chen Ge felt that it was very likely. He took out his black cell phone and was about to confirm the mission again when he heard footsteps in the corridor on the second floor.

The footsteps were very light, like a child walking on tiptoe. If Chen Ge didn't have ghost ears, he would definitely not have heard it.

"Someone passed by?" The moment this thought popped up in Chen Ge's mind, his eyes suddenly widened: "No! The monsters behind the door formed based on memory will not make any sound. I have done an experiment just now!"

Being deaf in both ears, Jiang Ming cannot hear the sounds of the world, but he can hear the voice of his own heart.

The world behind the door is woven according to his memory. Apart from outsiders, the only person who can make a sound here should be Jiang Ming himself!

I pushed open the toilet cubicle door and found the toilet was completely empty with no one in it.

Chen Ge walked out of the toilet carrying a skull crusher and a backpack. He saw a few children standing in the aisle.

The children were wearing much cleaner clothes than their neighbors, and they were holding various toys and seemed to be playing games.

"Jiang Ming is among them?" Chen Ge slowly approached with the skull crusher. Before he got close, the children spotted Chen Ge.

These children look very sunny, and their clothes are beautiful and clean, but their looks are hard to describe.

Their eyes were particularly large and their mouths were split to the sides, as if they were always making faces.

The leading child pointed at Chen Ge, then pulled his own ears. The children around him all laughed at him.

From Chen Ge's perspective, there was no sound around him. He could not hear the children's laughter, but could only see their hateful expressions.

“Those guys were laughing at me.”

His pupils gradually shrank as Chen Ge observed carefully. He roughly figured out what the children were saying by the way their lips opened and closed.

The children thought Chen Ge was stupid, that he was different from normal people, and that whoever played with him would become deaf.

"It seems that Jiang Ming is not among them. A deaf-mute person would not laugh with them when hearing such a 'joke'." Chen Ge raised the skull crusher, but he did not do it: "It's pointless to get angry with children. Wait until I leave the door and go to reality to teach them how to behave, and by the way, let them apologize to Jiang Ming."

One of the important reasons why those neighbors were unconscious and unable to communicate was that Jiang Ming was just a child and had very little contact with adults, but it was different for his peers.

Jiang Ming remembered clearly the ridicule and sarcasm of these children. They must have played together often. Chen Ge felt that he might be able to find clues about Jiang Ming from these children.

He squatted down and gestured with his hands with difficulty, trying his best to communicate with other children without making any sound.

Chen Ge himself did not want to cause so much trouble, but as soon as he made a sound, the drunk man would chase him. It was better to have less trouble than more, so Chen Ge had no choice but to do it.

After gesturing for a long time, the group of children did not reveal any information to Chen Ge. It seemed that they only got satisfaction from ridicule and humiliation.

When Chen Ge was about to give up, a child suggested playing a game, and Chen Ge said he wanted to join in.

The leading child "kindly" gestured to Chen Ge that they wanted to play hide-and-seek and use rock-paper-scissors to decide who would catch the person.

As a result, all the children played cloth, except Chen Ge who played stone.

This group of children obviously colluded to play a trick on Chen Ge. They fled in all directions and began to hide, leaving Chen Ge alone in the corridor on the second floor.

"A bunch of little brats, when I catch you, I'll kill you all..."

Chen Ge muttered unconsciously, and halfway through he realized something was wrong. He looked around, and fortunately no monsters appeared.

"I'm used to talking, so I'm a little uncomfortable keeping quiet all of a sudden." Chen Ge was about to move forward after picking up his backpack when he suddenly heard a noise beside his ear, as if someone had accidentally bumped into a chair.

The direction from which the sound came was exactly where Chen Ge had heard the footsteps before.

"Jiang Ming?"

Chen Ge walked slowly to the end of the corridor and found that the door of a rental house was not locked.

Gently pushing the door open, he saw a lot of Hanjiang's unique water-embroidered silks scattered in the room. Nowadays, there are very few people who can do water embroidery. Chen Ge didn't expect to see it here.

There were colorful cloths thrown on the table, as well as several embroidery needles of different lengths and silk threads of different colors.

The entire apartment building is dark in color, only this room looks warm and bright.

"The bamboo chair is not next to the table. It seems that someone just bumped into it." Chen Ge closed the door of the rental house and looked around.

The hut is not big. An old man must be living here because there is a pair of reading glasses in the sewing box and a cane beside the bed.

The table is placed in the middle of the room, with two bamboo chairs next to it. It is estimated that two people usually work here.

There is a black-and-white photo of an old woman next to the bed in the bedroom, with a line of words written under the frame, mourning for her deceased husband.

"The owner of the rental house should be an old lady. This is where she lives and works." Chen Ge walked around the rental house and did not see the owner. "This room is brightly colored and completely different from other rental houses. It should be a very special place for Jiang Ming. He feels warm here."

The owner of the house in Jiang Ming's memory must have been very good to him, but the problem was that the owner was not in the rental house at this time.

Chen Ge didn't want to give up. When he searched the second time, he heard a noise coming from the bedroom closet.

Approaching quietly, Chen Ge suddenly opened the wardrobe.

A faint musty smell wafted into Chen Ge's nose, and he saw a child of about four or five years old hiding in the closet.

The child hid timidly in the corner of the closet. Unlike other people in the world behind the door, his facial features and body were completely normal, without any distortion.

"Jiang Ming?" Chen Ge asked in a low voice.

Hearing Chen Ge's voice, the boy's face was filled with disbelief. In this silent world, someone suddenly spoke his name!

After a brief pause, Jiang Ming finally came back to his senses and nodded vigorously!

"This child is not born deaf. He has the impression of sound in his mind, but why did he become like this?" Chen Ge squatted beside the wardrobe and looked at the little boy in front of him carefully.