Wen Qing looked at the two people in the room and felt very troubled.

In such a strange and terrifying place, Chen Ge and Grandpa Huang did not behave abnormally. She didn't know whether it was because she had never seen such a big deal and was making a fuss out of nothing, or whether the cognitive level of those two people had completely exceeded the scope of normal people.

After hesitating for a long time, Wen Qing finally walked into the house. She did not dare to sit down, but just stood behind Chen Ge.

Grandpa Huang slumped on the sofa. He didn't seem to care about Chen Ge at all. He slowly closed his eyes. His body seemed to grow together with the sofa, literally growing together.

No one disturbed him, and Chen Ge took this rare opportunity to look around.

The architectural layout of this room is different from other rooms. It is much smaller than a normal room. The kitchen and bathroom are together, and there is only one bedroom and living room.

"Compared to Wen Qing's house, this room lacks the space of a bedroom and a kitchen."

Chen Ge suspected that the source of the stench came from the missing room. He sat on the sofa for a long time and even took the time to study the bloodstains on the sofa.

Strangely enough, when Chen Ge sat on the sofa, those blood threads were just decorations, but when Grandpa Huang sat on the sofa, those blood threads came alive like little snakes, crawling on the stained sofa leather, looking extremely creepy.

"The bloodstains hidden under the stains in the house can identify Mr. Huang. They only show a different appearance in front of Mr. Huang."

Chen Ge didn't quite understand the relationship between Xuesi and Grandpa Huang. He wanted to try to ask Grandpa Huang, but Grandpa Huang seemed to be asleep, with wrinkles on his face tightly knitted together. He didn't say a word, and his body was deeply sunken into the sofa.

"Chen Ge, Mr. Huang probably won't be able to help us in this condition." Wen Qing was a little upset. She had high hopes for Mr. Huang before she came, but unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"You told me before that the house Mr. Huang lives in was rented to him by his boss, right?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"So who of you and him moved into this neighborhood first?" Chen Ge asked the next question.

"When Xiang Nuan and I moved in, Mr. Huang had already lived here for a while. His boss was a nice guy, and knowing that Mr. Huang had nowhere else to go, he rented the house to him at a very low price."

"Mr. Huang was injured at work. Do you know how much money his boss paid him?"

"I'm not sure about this. After all, it's Mr. Huang's private matter." Wen Qing didn't understand why Chen Ge asked these questions.

"So this room is the only one with a different layout from the others. It lacks a kitchen and bedroom..." Chen Ge walked around the house, his hand sliding along the wall, and finally stopped at the wall next to the master bedroom: "According to the architectural layout of your house, there should be a door here that leads to another bedroom."

The fingertips touched the wall, and some black and red stains remained under the nails: "The surface is painted with a layer of white paint, and the inside is full of this black and red dirt."

The main reason why Chen Ge was able to find this place was because of the stench, a stench that seemed to be smelled by only him.

Since he entered Mr. Huang's room, he has been looking for the source of the stench, but he didn't find it. After careful identification, he came to the place where the stench was the strongest.

"The stench seeped in from the wall."

Chen Ge looked back and saw that Grandpa Huang was still curled up on the sofa. It seemed that no matter what he did, Grandpa Huang would not wake up.

"There is a hidden room here. The stench in the master's room comes from here." His fingers kept tapping. The wall was damp and soft. There were no bricks or cement inside the wall, only that unknown black and red substance.

Half of Chen Ge's finger had sunk into the wall, and the sensation from his fingertips gradually changed, as if he had touched the thin wall of a blood vessel.

Retracting his fingers, Chen Ge used his Yin pupil to look into the small hole.

There were intricate blood vessel-like things in the wall, and in the gaps between those "blood vessels", Chen Ge also saw an eye.

"Is there a corpse over there?" Chen Ge opened his backpack and silently took out the skull crusher.

"What do you want to do?!"

"Smash it through."

"We have only been in for less than five minutes, and the owner of the house is still sleeping."

"So now is the perfect time to do it."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Wen Qing felt that Chen Ge was too irrational. Doing this would definitely offend Mr. Huang and create an extra enemy for no reason.

While the two were talking, Mr. Huang, who was slumped in the sofa, seemed to have regained some strength. He turned his head with great effort and looked over: "Aren't you guys leaving yet?"

Seeing that Mr. Huang had woken up, Chen Ge stuffed the skull crusher into his backpack without leaving any trace: "Uncle, is this a rented house?"

"Well, the owner of the house and his family don't live here, so I stay here to help them look after the house. It also serves as a place for me to stay." Grandpa Huang's tone of voice has not changed at all compared to before. It seems that no matter what happens, his way of speaking is always the same and never changes.

"I understand." Chen Ge nodded.

"If there's nothing else, I won't keep you here. I want to go to the bedroom to rest." Grandpa Huang stood up slowly, and the blood vessels on the sofa all returned to normal, and all the strange things seemed to have never happened.

With a trembling body, Grandpa Huang walked to the side of the bedroom. He coughed a few times, apparently because he was too weak. He held the door frame with his hand and tapped lightly on the wall next to the bedroom door with one finger.

"When you leave, please close the door for me. I've been getting more and more tired recently. If you have any questions, you can ask the landlord. He lives on the top floor. But the landlord has a bad temper, so be careful when you ask." Grandpa Huang, whose tone of voice never changed, raised his voice a little at the end, as if he was emphasizing the word 'be careful'.

"Then we won't bother you anymore. If you have any clues or have seen the child, you can contact us at any time. We are in this building."

Chen Ge dragged Wen Qing away from Grandpa Huang's house and helped Grandpa Huang close the door when they left.

"I find you are such a person who does whatever you want. You were about to break the wall just now, and now you just leave. We finally found Mr. Huang, we should at least pester him to get some information." Wen Qing said with regret: "He has been living here, and he knows more about some secrets of the community than I do. Such a good opportunity was wasted by you. By the way, why did you suddenly want to break the wall? I think Mr. Huang was scared by you."

"You only saw the first floor." Chen Ge did not elaborate. He turned around and glanced at Granny Li. Just now, when he and Wen Qing entered Grandpa Huang's house, Granny Li, who had been following them, did not dare to go in and just stood outside the door.

"How about we go and ask Mr. Huang?"

"No need." There were some things Chen Ge couldn't say directly. He realized that it wasn't that Mr. Huang didn't want to help them, but that he didn't dare to help them directly.

When they first met Grandpa Huang, Chen Ge and Wen Qing were both shocked by his appearance. Frankly speaking, Grandpa Huang looked very scary, with bite marks all over his face, which made people not want to get close to him.

At that time, Chen Ge began to wonder whether the Mr. Huang inside the door was different from the one outside the door. This old man actually had a dark and terrifying side.

Given the terrifying appearance and the pungent stench in the house, it was normal for Chen Ge to make such an inference, but he gradually discovered that this was not the case.

When he proposed to enter Grandpa Huang's house to check, Grandpa Huang decisively agreed. Although he spoke slowly, there was no sign of refusal in his tone, as if Grandpa Huang also hoped that someone could come to his house as a guest.

What is there to see in a smelly, weird, dirty home where an elderly person lives alone?

After entering the house, Mr. Huang's behavior seemed normal, but Chen Ge still found it a little strange.

Grandpa Huang collapsed on the sofa and closed his eyes. He didn't care at all what the two strangers in his house would do.

Chen Ge didn't quite understand this. He felt like Mr. Huang was deliberately letting them observe his home.

Chen Ge did find the problem. He discovered that the building area of ​​the house was wrong and there might be two hidden rooms in the house.

Later, just when Chen Ge was about to break the wall to verify, Mr. Huang "happened" to wake up. Although he didn't say a word, it can be seen that he stopped Chen Ge.

If he hadn't woken up, Chen Ge might have gone and smashed the wall.

On the surface, it seems that Mr. Huang is worried that the secrets in the house will be exposed. But if you think more deeply, he is also protecting Chen Ge and Wen Qing by doing this, so that they don't fall out with the residents in the building too soon.

Later, a small detail from Grandpa Huang made Chen Ge more certain of his guess. When Grandpa Huang walked behind the bedroom door, he tapped the wall next to it with his fingers. His fingers were on the same level as the hole made by Chen Ge.

Grandpa Huang might want to tell Chen Ge in this way that Chen Ge’s guess was correct, there was indeed something inside the wall.

He couldn't say it, nor did he dare to say it, so he could only remind Chen Ge in this way.

"Mr. Huang should be a good man, but how can a good man survive inside the gate? How did he survive?"

Chen Ge suddenly remembered what Wen Qing had said before. After Mr. Huang suffered a work-related injury, he found himself a job in the morgue to look after corpses and clean.

"Are there all corpses behind that wall? Is Mr. Huang a corpse keeper?"

Grandpa Huang's last words mentioned the landlord, and he also emphasized that they should be more careful. Thinking about it in connection with this, Chen Ge's eyes slowly widened.

"Has Mr. Huang been helping the landlord guard the body?"

Chen Ge himself was shocked by the conclusion he came to. He did not dare to tell anyone about it and kept it in his heart.

"Based on this, the most dangerous person in this building is the landlord. Maybe the tragedy of the entire building is related to the landlord."

So many terrible things happened in his own residential building, the landlord must be one of the people who knew about it, but he did not come out to stop it.

"Perhaps the real landlord is dead, and his family is among the bodies buried behind the wall."

Holding on to his backpack, Chen Ge came up with a plan in his mind: "Wen Qing, let's go find the landlord now. He has the key to get out, and he should know best whether Xiang Nuan has left the building."

"OK."

Wen Qing didn't know Chen Ge's true thoughts. In fact, Chen Ge was already ready to take action against the landlord. The landlord didn't know about him and Wen Qing yet, so he could launch a surprise attack, which would have the highest success rate.

After the discussion, Chen Ge and Wen Qing were about to enter the corridor when a scream suddenly came from upstairs.

"What happened?"

"Don't worry, we must first ensure our own safety."

Not only Chen Ge and Wen Qing heard the sound, many tenants in the building also heard it.

After the screams, the sound of the security door being opened was heard from the small building, and it seemed that many people were walking out of their homes.

"The sound seemed to come from the fifth floor."

Chen Ge, Wen Qing, and Granny Li walked upstairs slowly. When they reached the third floor, they saw the middle-aged man who hid women's underwear at home also walking out of the house.

After a simple greeting, several people walked upstairs together.

"Why did he come out of the house? He doesn't seem like the enthusiastic type."

Arriving at the fifth floor, Chen Ge found that many people were already in the corridor, including college student Xiao Sun, Aunt Ding, and others.

Five or six people gathered at the door of Room 504, whispering, and it was unclear what they were discussing.

"What happened?" Chen Ge asked Xiao Sun softly.

"Someone was killed! In Room 504!" Xiao Sun's face turned pale. It seemed like the first time he had encountered such a thing.

"Murder?" Chen Ge looked towards Room 504. The living room was full of blood and the walls were covered with horrific patterns drawn in blood.

All the furniture was splattered with blood. A girl was sitting in a pool of blood, crying and holding the body of a middle-aged man.

"The scream was made by that girl?"

"I just got here too." Xiao Sun put his hands in front of his face and watched through his fingers.

Wen Qing also wanted to go over, but was stopped by Chen Ge: "Someone has died, there is blood everywhere, be prepared before you go."

Just listening to Chen Ge's description, Wen Qing couldn't stand it: "It has nothing to do with Xiang Nuan, right?"

"No, the deceased was a middle-aged man."

"Then I won't watch it."

"Don't talk nonsense later. Something is wrong now." Chen Ge lowered his voice: "The iron door of the corridor is locked. The key is in the hands of the landlord. If the murderer is not the landlord, then he should still be in this building, maybe next to us."

Wen Qing understood what Chen Ge meant and stood with Chen Ge very carefully.

"The residents of the building have their own rules. The death of this middle-aged man alarmed all the neighbors. It is unlikely that it was done by the tenants. If the tenants are excluded, then the person who dared to openly violate the rules of the building, besides the landlord, should be another outsider."

Thinking of this, Chen Ge looked at the patterns drawn with blood in the house. He found that most of these patterns were related to curses. He had seen similar paintings in Liwan Town and the Old Town.