Chen Ge has two talents, mortuary and puppet making, and has made hundreds of puppets himself. He believes in his own judgment: "This face is 80% similar to the face of the child in the photo. The question is why did I touch such a face on the wall? Could it be that the child in the missing person notice has been killed? Is there any connection between the corpse and the wall?"

Chen Ge slowly retracted his arm and remained standing there. It was quiet all around him, without any sound or any special smell.

"The couple who were arguing on the second floor lost their child, whose name is Dabao. The missing person notice outside the corridor was probably posted by them."

"The couple on the second floor were looking for their lost child, but I touched the child's face on the wall of the corridor. Did the child turn into a ghost and return to this building, or was he killed in this building? Could the murderer be a resident of the building?"

The more Chen Ge thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. The husband went out late at night, and his pregnant wife followed him out without locking the door. Under normal circumstances, a child left alone in the house would not sneak out by himself, unless he saw something or someone he knew called him outside the door.

“Is the murderer a neighbor?”

The word "neighbor" is very common, but it has a different meaning to Chen Ge, because the nightmare-level daily task he is currently carrying out is named "neighbor".

Taking a step forward, Chen Ge felt that it would be safer to hold onto the wall, but when his palm was about to touch the wall, he stopped. The scene just now left him with a psychological trauma, and he was worried about touching something strange again.

As his fingers fell one by one and touched the cold and hard wall, Chen Ge breathed a sigh of relief. If it was not necessary, he did not want to touch the "people" passing by.

"I'm just here to complete the mission. There's no need to explore what happened here. I just need to close my eyes and walk to the roof. Everything else has nothing to do with me." Chen Ge said and took another step forward, but just as he moved his body, he suddenly felt something grabbing the corner of his clothes.

"Is it that child?" Chen Ge froze on the stairs, his eyes tightly closed, unable to see anything, he could only wait for the other party to let go.

About five seconds later, Chen Ge took another step forward. He could clearly feel a force pulling him from behind.

The other party had no intention of letting go, and Chen Ge did not dare to force it. He tried to take a step back, and the pulling force was significantly reduced.

"It seemed like something didn't want me to leave."

A terrifying thought came to his mind. Chen Ge slowly squatted down and whispered behind him, "Dabao?"

The pulling force disappeared for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"Is it really you?" Chen Ge tried to slow down his speech: "Your parents are looking for you, go home quickly."

It was not known whether it was Chen Ge's words that stimulated the other party, but he felt the pulling force behind him suddenly increase, as if it wanted to drag him into the wall.

"Wait a minute, if you don't like your parents and don't want to go home, then I can stay with you!" Chen Ge immediately changed his words.

"My childhood wasn't so wonderful. My parents always quarreled over trivial matters. Seeing their scary faces, I could only hide in the corner. Other people's families had lively dinners, but mine was always deserted. Occasionally, the three of us would get together, but we would always end up in a bad mood."

It seemed that no one had ever said something like this to him. Chen Ge could feel the pull behind him reduced a little.

"We quarreled, smashed things around the house, and sometimes their anger was directed at me. The inexplicable beatings and scoldings made me live cautiously. I didn't even dare to cry loudly." Chen Ge sighed softly: "Even though I'm grown up now, I will never forget what happened in the past. The scars were not erased by time, but as time went by, I slowly learned to adapt to the pain."

Chen Ge squatted on the stairs. He turned around and faced the darkness, muttering to himself: "Isn't it pathetic? I'm just a child. I can't get the love of adults, but I have to force myself to be a sensible adult."

The pulling force gradually weakened, and Chen Ge's words seemed to resonate with the other party.

"I've experienced what it's like to be alone. As a result, I've become sensitive and suspicious of everything. I know how bad it feels, so if you don't mind, I can be your friend. I don't want you to experience the sadness I once had." The force behind him completely disappeared, but Chen Ge still maintained his posture and did not move. An adult's response to a child is like a mirror. A good response can allow a child to see his or her best self, while a bad response is like a funhouse mirror that will give the child a distorted perception.

Although Chen Ge does not have children, he has interacted with children many times and he knows very well how to respond to someone.

Dabao's family is very unfortunate, and Chen Ge is willing to help them if he can.

There was no sound around, his clothes were not pulled again, and the child seemed to have left.

Chen Ge couldn't see anything. He pressed his hands against the wall and didn't touch anything strange. "Don't worry, I'm leaving. I'm just going to the rooftop. I'll be back after I'm done with the business."

After saying these words to the darkness, Chen Ge slowly stood up. He was about to walk up while holding onto the wall, when his hand near the railing suddenly felt a chill, as if someone had put a piece of ice into his palm.

With his fingertips trembling, Chen Ge clenched his five fingers together. He was sure that his hand was grasped by another hand.

Goosebumps instinctively appeared on his neck. Chen Ge stayed where he was for two seconds, then held the little hand tightly: "We can go together, but you have to remember one thing, if you encounter danger, you have to run away quickly, don't worry about me, understand?"

Holding that hand, Chen Ge continued to go up. He walked smoothly from the seventh floor to the eleventh floor without encountering any accidents in the process.

But just when he reached the eleventh floor, the elevator in the corridor rang and the elevator door opened. It seemed that someone took the elevator to the eleventh floor late at night.

Not knowing whether the other party was a human or a ghost, in order to avoid misunderstanding, Chen Ge stopped and did not move any further.

Footsteps were heard in the corridor on the eleventh floor, followed by the sound of keys colliding with each other. Then the key was inserted into the lock, the retaining spring bounced, and the security door was opened.

Just when Chen Ge thought that the other party was about to enter the house, a huge force came from the corridor. Someone grabbed his left arm, as if trying desperately to drag him into the room whose door had just been opened!

The blindfolded Chen Ge lost his balance and almost fell down. At this time, a force pulled his right hand, trying to prevent him from being taken away.