The soil on the top of the secret room kept falling off. Chen Ge felt very unsafe in this place, as if it would collapse at any time.

Without any other gains, Chen Ge prepared to leave: "The door connecting the two worlds usually appears for one minute at midnight. I don't know if the out-of-control door still retains this feature. Next time I can come in and take a look at the time."

The police sealed the secret room and did not discover the secret of the door. It was most likely because they happened at the wrong time. After all, the police are also human beings. Who would run into the secret room where the crime occurred at midnight for no reason?

Calling Xu Yin, Chen Ge climbed out of the secret room, closed the wooden board, and restored the closet.

Looking at the various handicrafts displayed in the house, and thinking about the thick plush doll coat in the iron cage of the secret room, Chen Ge felt a little complicated: "Despair is something that exists naturally. Living is hard enough, why do we have to do these meaningless things?"

After checking the house again and making sure there was nothing to find, Chen Ge climbed out of the bathroom window and closed the window without glass.

"I have completed the hearse trial mission, returned the electric car, and checked the secret room in Jiang Long's house. I have done everything I needed to do. It's time to go back." Chen Ge looked at his watch. It was three o'clock in the morning, when the night was the darkest.

"Let's drive the hearse back before daybreak. It will be troublesome if we run into traffic police after daybreak." The black phone said that the hearse should be on the road after midnight on rainy nights. Chen Ge kept this in mind. He didn't want his car to be seized by the police the first time he went on the road.

Fan Cong lived on the top floor. Chen Ge thought it was troublesome to go up and down the stairs, so he took out his cell phone to greet Brother Fan Cong and then left.

The phone call was connected and after only a single ring, Fan Cong's voice came from the other end of the receiver.

"Brother! Why did you break someone's window? Didn't we agree to just go take a look?"

"I checked around and there's no surveillance." Chen Ge stood by the building with his bag. The rain was about to stop.

"No! What does this have to do with surveillance?"

"I am also trying to solve murder cases. The families of the victims shed tears every day. More importantly, if the murderer is not caught, new victims will appear soon. Think about it, you live in such fear. Aren't you afraid? And if I smash a piece of glass, I can save one or even several lives. Compared with human lives, is a piece of broken glass more important?"

Fan Cong had no rebuttal to what Chen Ge said. He thought about it for a while and felt that it made a lot of sense.

"By the way, I hung up the phone on purpose before I smashed the glass. How did you know?" Chen Ge was a person who paid great attention to details. His calmness and caution were also the reasons why he was able to survive so many trial missions.

"I've been watching you upstairs. If anything happens to you, I'm going to call the police."

After Fan Cong finished speaking on the phone, Chen Ge looked up towards Fan Cong's house.

A faint light came from a room on the left side of the top floor of the building opposite. Fan Cong was standing at the window, holding his cell phone. When he saw Chen Ge looking up, he waved to Chen Ge.

"Boss Chen, I really admire you. You dare to run to the haunted house alone at two or three in the morning. You are amazing." Fan Cong talked for a long time, but there was no response from Chen Ge on the phone.

He stood on the roof and looked down. Chen Ge held the phone to his ear. His body seemed to be petrified. He stood there blankly, looking up.

"Boss Chen? Say something?" Seeing Chen Ge acting strangely, Fan Cong also panicked for no apparent reason: "Don't scare me! Are you possessed? Damn! I told you not to go there!"

"Don't talk yet." Chen Ge's voice came from the phone. Not sure if it was a psychological effect, but Fan Cong felt that Chen Ge's voice seemed a little different from before.

"What's wrong?"

"Keep this posture and don't move. Pay attention and don't look back!"

It was the first time that Fan Cong heard Chen Ge speak in such a stern tone. He quickly agreed: "Okay, I won't look back."

Although he said he would not look back, he couldn't help wanting to look back. Fan Cong felt a chill running down his spine to his brain.

"Boss Chen, is there something behind me?"

"It's okay. Now move the hand holding the phone back a little."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, further back. Okay, this is the position. Hold on, don't move."

Chen Ge stood downstairs, his pupils shrunk into a point, staring straight at the room where Fan Cong was.

Faint light shone from the house. Fan Cong stood at the window, holding his pajamas tightly with one hand and holding his mobile phone behind his head with the other hand. Not far from his mobile phone, stood a girl in red.

The black hair fell on the blood-red clothes. The child had no clear features on his face, but instead had several black holes.

She has no eyes, nose, or teeth, and her hands and feet are covered by the red clothes. Her age, height, and appearance cannot be seen. Everything seems unknown.

"Red clothes..."

"What clothes? Boss Chen, what happened? Don't scare me on purpose! I promise not to tell anyone about you breaking the glass!"

"Don't talk first! Let me communicate with her." Chen Ge simply organized his thoughts. The girl in red who suddenly appeared in Fan Cong's room was most likely Xiaobu. Chen Ge had previously guessed that this child was hiding in the deepest part of the game.

"All the children in the game are named Xiaobu, and all the tragedies happened to Xiaobu. There must be a reason for this." Chen Ge picked up the phone and stated his position first: "Don't be impulsive. Tell me what you need and what you desire."

In the bedroom, Fan Cong and the girl in red behind him did not move, as if time had stood still.

After finding out that the girl had no intention of hurting Fan Cong, Chen Ge continued, "I have not experienced your pain, so I cannot say that I can fully understand you, but please give me a chance to help you. Maybe we can sit down and talk."

Fan Cong's body was shaking. He listened to what Chen Ge said on the phone and felt that either he was crazy or Chen Ge was crazy: "Brother, who are you talking to?"

Chen Ge ignored Fan Cong. He himself didn't dare to stay alone with the strange man in red without any protection, but Fan Cong did it.

"I've met many children like you. Maybe their experiences are not worth mentioning compared to yours, but at least with my help, they have found the direction of life again." Chen Ge has played Xiaobu's game. He rummaged in his backpack and took out a very worn-out mobile phone, and called out the mobile phone ghost Tongtong.

"Do you see the kid next to me? He's in that little game. You should know his story. I helped him fulfill his wish and punished the people who hurt him. You can ask him about these things."

With the facts in front of him, the cell phone ghost realized that it was time to show his performance. He nodded and tried to smile happily, but it seemed that because he hadn't smiled for a long time, his smile looked a little ugly.

Listening to Chen Ge's words on the phone, Fan Cong looked at the empty ground next to Chen Ge: "What does that mean? Why is there one more person? How many people are there in my room now?"

Chen Ge summoned the mobile phone ghost. The girl in red seemed to have seen Tongtong before. She tilted her head to one side, thought for a while, and raised her sleeves.

The hands were not visible, only the blood-red sleeves waving towards the window a few times.

A moment later, blood began to seep out of the window of Fan Cong's house, and the blood formed a few words: If you come to Liwan again, you will die...