The park opens at nine o'clock, and Chen Ge doesn't have much time left, so he decides to go over and explore the area.

"Captain Li, you must not be careless. This man is very dangerous. He is definitely not as harmless as he appears. Don't treat him as an ordinary mental patient." Chen Ge didn't know when Jia Ming would wake up, so after giving Li Zheng a few words, he left the ward.

I took a taxi to the place where Jia Ming first rented. It was just dawn and there were few people on the street. Occasionally I could see a few cars passing by.

Chen Ge did not sleep all night. He first went to the rehabilitation school to chase the water ghost, then entered the reservoir to retrieve the body, and finally returned to the hospital to cooperate with the police in investigating Jia Ming. He made full use of the whole night and did not rest for a quarter of an hour.

Feeling dizzy and sleepy, Chen Ge took a nap in the taxi and was woken up by the driver after they arrived.

He only slept for a few minutes, which was completely useless. Chen Ge felt as if his head was filled with water.

Rubbing his face, he entered the alley. A chilly air hit him in the face. Perhaps due to the layout of the building, the light from outside could hardly reach the alley.

“No wonder Jia Ming didn’t dare to stay after escaping from the small building, and didn’t relax until he reached the street.”

This is the old city area. The surrounding buildings are not tall, mostly two- or three-story buildings. They look very dilapidated, and some of them have the word "demolition" written in red on the walls.

"The things Jia Ming talked about in the hospital should have happened a few years ago. I hope the old lady hasn't moved away and the house is still there."

Based on the address provided by Li Zheng, he groped in the alley for a long time before finding the old man's house.

The neighbors on both sides have moved away. There is a big hole in the window of one house, which shows that no one has lived there for a long time.

"This place is quite hard to find." Chen Ge entered the corridor and saw a few pots of flowers placed in the corner. Perhaps because they had not been exposed to sunlight for a long time, most of the flowers had withered and the branches and leaves had turned yellow.

"Is anyone there?" Chen Ge knocked on the door on the first floor and called softly.

No one answered, and his voice was the only one in the corridor.

Turning his head to take a look upstairs, Chen Ge always felt that there was something strange in this small building.

He tried to pull the door, and the security door on the first floor was opened directly.

"Not locked?" Chen Ge was curious and opened the security door completely.

A strong musty smell emanated from the room. There were some old things piled in the room. The sofa was the cloth-covered sofa from more than 20 years ago. The wall clock and the low dining table also looked quite old.

"There is no dust on the door handle and the clock in the house is running normally. There must be someone living in this room." Chen Ge would not enter someone else's house without permission. He shouted outside again, but there was still no response from inside the house. However, a peculiar sound came from the roof, like a deflated ball rolling on the ground.

"On the third floor?" Chen Ge walked upstairs. When he passed the second floor, he found that the door of the room on the second floor was also open, but there was no peculiar smell inside, as if someone cleaned it every day.

After stopping for a while at the door of the second floor, Chen Ge continued to move upwards.

The window at the corner of the corridor was covered with black cloth, and there were no lights on the wall. It was already daylight outside, but the corridor was still pitch black.

"Anyone there?"

A strange sound entered his ears, and Chen Ge walked towards the place where the sound came from step by step, just like the protagonists in horror movies who were desperately seeking death.

Stepping on the stairs, his body moved towards the darker place, he held the railing and felt the coolness coming from his palms.

There was no light on the third floor of the old house. Chen Ge took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight.

He shone the light in the direction where the sound came from, and when the light passed by, something rushed past.

With his muscles tensed, Chen Ge glanced around the third floor. The door here was dismantled and the room was filled with all kinds of debris. The most conspicuous thing was a dusty piano.

There are fewer keys on the piano, just like an old man with almost all his teeth falling out opening his mouth.

"Their family must have lived well in the past. They had a three-story house and could afford a piano." Chen Ge walked to the piano and pressed the keys with his fingers, but the pleasant sound he imagined did not appear.

Chen Ge looked inside the piano and saw a lot of hair stuffed inside. Not sure if it was an illusion, Chen Ge found that the hair seemed to be still turning and shrinking towards the inside of the piano.

Reaching into the piano, Chen Ge calmly grabbed a handful of hair: "Some are black and some are white. The edges of the cuts are neat, as if they were cut by someone. Did the landlady collect these specially?"

The landlord's daughter-in-law was still very young when the accident happened, so it is impossible for her hair to be white.

"Why did the old lady stuff so much hair into the piano?" Chen Ge threw the hair in his hand back into the piano, but just as he retracted his arm, he caught a glimpse of a gray face flashing through the pile of hair. It seemed to have been lying in the hair and looking at Chen Ge.

"What is that?" The third floor is the room of the dead, so it is normal for some paranormal phenomena to occur there.

He didn't panic. He put his phone aside, pointed the light at the inside of the piano, and put his hands in his hair. "Are you still in there?"

No one knows what is hidden under the hair, and no one knows what will be touched out later. It is not a pleasant feeling when fingers touch hair.

After searching for a long time, Chen Ge still couldn't find the other person. He withdrew his hands and looked at the clock next to him. This watch was very similar to the watch in the old lady's house on the first floor, but only the second hand was moving on the dial.

It turned round and round, but the time on the watch did not change, and it remained fixed at 3:44.

"Is it three o'clock in the afternoon or three o'clock in the morning? What happened at this time?" When Chen Ge's attention was attracted by the clock, something ran out from under the piano, and the sound of a ball rolling was heard in the house. By the time Chen Ge reacted, the sound had reached the second floor.

"Run away? No, he should be leading the way for me." Chen Ge returned to the second floor. He always felt that something was staring at his back.

The sound disappeared on the second floor. What was even more coincidental was that the angle at which the door on the second floor was opened was obviously different from before.

"Hiding in the room?" Chen Ge pushed open the door on the second floor. This was the room in Jia Ming's story.

However, unlike what Jia Ming described, all the windows in this room were sealed with wooden boards. Although it was clean, it still gave people a very weird feeling.

After entering the house, Chen Ge went straight to the bathroom with the heaviest yin energy in the building.

Pushing open the door, he took a quick glance and then stopped in front of the mirror.

Chen Ge stared at himself in the mirror for a long time.

If a person looks at himself in the mirror for a long time, his brain will produce an illusion that the person in the mirror looks less and less like himself, and he may even feel an indescribable sense of strangeness and horror.

After watching for five minutes, Chen Ge did not find anything wrong with the mirror. He guessed that the shadow left after achieving its goal and did not leave any hidden tricks in the mirror.

However, for the sake of caution, Chen Ge used Yin Pupil again when he was about to leave. At the moment when his pupils shrank, his eyes caught a pair of gray legs.

A child, with his head almost hanging to the ground, was standing at the bathroom door looking at him.

Turning suddenly, Chen Ge looked back but found nothing behind him. He looked at the mirror again. This time, even if he used Yin Pupil, there was no image of the child in the mirror.

"Where did you go?"

When Chen Ge walked out of the bathroom and looked towards the living room, his expression changed slightly. The door to the living room was closed.

The windows were sealed with wooden boards and now the door was also shut, making the room feel depressing and suffocating.

"Did that naughty kid do it?" He walked to the living room door and turned the door lock, only to find that the door was locked and could not be opened without a key.

When Chen Ge was struggling with the door lock, a slight sound came from somewhere in the living room, followed by the rustling sound of electric current that entered Chen Ge's ears.

He looked back and saw that in the dark and depressing room, the TV that had been turned off was turned on by someone.

A distorted blue and white image appeared on the screen, flashing from time to time.

"This scene appeared in Jia Ming's story." Chen Ge's voice was calm, but his heartbeat quickened slightly.

Before he could finish his words, the TV screen flickered even more violently, and a blurry shadow could be vaguely seen in the blue and white image.

The shadow seemed to be slowly approaching Chen Ge. At first it was only the size of a fist, and gradually it became as big as a head. As it got closer, Chen Ge could see it more and more clearly.

It was the figure of a woman, her body twisted into a knot, her clothes tight against her skin, her jaw broken, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

The TV screen flickered faster and faster. After each flicker, the blurry woman would get one step closer to him. Chen Ge's heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably.

When the woman became as big as a real person and the TV screen could no longer capture her entire body, Chen Ge no longer hesitated, reached his hand back, and whispered two words.

"Xu Yin!"

He reached his fingers behind his back, but found nothing. Chen Ge's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered that he had received a call from Li Zheng in the morning and went to the hospital to cooperate with the police investigation.

Time was short, his backpack got wet in the reservoir, and it was almost dawn. He was going to find the police, so there was no possibility of him being in danger. Therefore, he did not carry the backpack.

With his stiff fingers hovering behind him, Chen Ge slowly raised his head and looked at the TV.

Cold sweat dripped down his face, and he raised his eyes little by little until he finally saw the screen.

There was only a flashing, distorted blue and white image on the TV screen, but the woman was gone.

The oppressive feeling disappeared instantly and Chen Ge breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, he felt a tingling sensation at the back of his neck, as if a hair had accidentally touched his skin.

His eyelids twitched slightly. Chen Ge had also heard of this scene in Jia Ming's story.

He slowly turned his body and glanced around, and saw a pair of pale eyes looking at him quietly from behind.

The woman on the TV screen just now, whose body was twisted into a knot, whose jaw was broken, and whose eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, was now standing behind him.

Chen Ge's face twitched slightly, and he felt as if the air was frozen. He looked at the woman's messy hair, which seemed to have been pulled madly, and slowly took a step back.

Chen Ge tripped over something and fell on the sofa. He looked at the ghost that was getting closer and closer, and said almost instinctively: "If I say I'm here to help you, would you believe me?"