Mu Shicang did not rush to call the police. After all, it was still not certain whether Yang Shushu was missing. He asked his people to find out which bus Yang Shushu got on and where she got off. Finally, he led the people he met directly to the alley.
The alley was in a dilapidated state. Although it was still afternoon, shadows had already covered the entire alley. The cool air made the atmosphere around seem particularly gloomy. Mu Shicang asked the people he brought with him to ask around to see if anyone had seen Yang Shushu in person, and he slowly walked into the alley.
He didn't know if it was because of his state of mind, but as soon as he walked into the alley, he felt extremely uneasy. The alley was very narrow, not even enough for two people to walk side by side. With every step he took, Mu Shicang felt like he was stepping on his heart. A sense of fear lingered in his heart. He wanted to see something, but was extremely afraid of seeing it.
This feeling was a little strange. When his parents left, he was more filled with hatred for revenge and didn't even think about fear.
When his grandfather threw him into a mercenary group abroad, he trained with a group of crazy people who didn't care about their lives all day long. At the same time, he didn't feel fear even when his life was at stake.
But at this time, he was actually a little scared. He took one step at a time, and almost tried to step on the window with all his strength. However, his heart trembled with each step.
His hands were clenched tightly into fists, but he laughed at this moment. When he walked past a garbage dump, he suddenly stretched out his hand and picked up a bent steel pipe. As he walked forward, the line of his lips slowly drew an upward arc, his eyes gradually turned from dark to red, and his hands slowly bent the bent steel pipe at the same time. The pair of hands that looked like artists actually straightened the steel pipe so hard that it became a handy weapon.
"Shushu, come out quickly. If you run away again, I will be really angry. You care about your parents so much, you definitely can't bear to see them suffer, right? Come out quickly, and I will forgive you when you come out." His gentle voice was like a stream flowing in the alley, and the occasional slight tremor was like a torrent.
But the alley was silent, and the only response he got was the occasional draft. The wind lifted up his hair, which was originally combed back, and let it fall in front of his forehead, blocking the upper half of his eyes. His eyes were completely in the shadow of his hair, and his true expression at the moment could not be seen.
The steel pipe was raised horizontally, and the tip scratched the side wall, making a harsh sound. The sound made the already eerily quiet alley even more eerie and terrifying, and people could not help but think of the scenes they had seen in some horror movies. However, the person who created all this fearful atmosphere had an extremely beautiful face and a gentle smile.
This didn't make the picture look better, but made it even more scary.
The alley was quite long and had turns. When Mu Shicang reached the end of one alley, he suddenly turned around and saw another path in front of him. However, this time, there were no longer only ruins in front of him. Instead, there was something less than ten steps away from him.
He recognized that thing because he had personally selected it and given it to Yang Shushu - the phone.
The phone lay alone on the ground. Because of the dim light in the alley, one could clearly see that the screen was lit and a line of words was constantly looping there.
Mu Shicang spun the steel pipe in his hand beautifully and put it behind his right arm. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and shouted, "Come out."
A gust of wind blew through the hall, bringing with it a slight sound, but it quickly disappeared. In less than thirty seconds, the alley returned to silence.
Mu Shicang looked around warily. This used to be a residential area with bungalows. Every household lived very close to each other. For the sake of privacy, every household built very high walls. You couldn't see the inside of the house from the corridors. Now some walls have collapsed, and some have not. Behind the collapsed walls you can see the dilapidated houses and even some boxes and cabinets from the 1980s.
The angle of this cabinet is particularly tricky. If Mu Shicang keeps walking forward, he won't notice it at all. But if you stand there and want to see him, it's easy. Even if he turns around, as long as he is fast enough, the wall and the house can block his figure.
At this time, because of the broken wall, a ray of sunlight took advantage of the gap to shine on the cabinet, and several shoe prints could be clearly seen on it.
Mu Shi stared at the shoe prints for a while, then picked up the phone and said, "Come to this alley right now."
After saying that, he walked directly towards the phone on the ground in front of him, and at this moment, the phone rang. The music that came with the system was obviously soft and gentle, but it suddenly sounded harsh in this quiet alley.
It does not show the incoming call number, nor the location of the incoming call number, only the three words "unknown number".
He bent down and picked up the phone. Before he could speak, he heard a mechanical voice from the other end: "Master Xiao Mu, let's make a bet."
Mu Shicang held the phone in one hand and a steel pipe in the other, scratching it against the wall, making a harsh sound of metal rubbing against stone.
"Oh? How? What are we betting on?"
"Let's play hide-and-seek. I've hidden Mrs. Komaki somewhere. To make things fair, you throw away your phone, and I'll give you a clue. If you find it, I lose, and I'll come out and let you do whatever you want with me. If you don't find it... hehe... it's a shame, but Mrs. Komaki won't be able to go home. Remember, time is running out. I'll only wait for you until five o'clock tomorrow morning."
The other person's voice was as cold as metal, but he was about to laugh, which made him even more terrifying.
"You have a hint, then I should really thank you. Tell me, what are your other conditions?" Mu Shicang slammed the steel pipe against the wall, and the entire wall collapsed instantly.
Then, the other party's laughter was heard again: "Hahaha, then we have to wait for Master Xiaomu to find me. If he finds me, he can find Mrs. Xiaomu and know who I am. Remember, don't call the police, don't tell anyone. If you call the police, Mrs. Xiaomu will never be able to go home. Don't try to fool me, because I'm always behind you, hehe...du..."
Following the laughter, there was a burst of endless blind noise.
Mu Shicang lowered his head and saw a piece of red paper on the ground. It was the cheapest kind of colored paper that would fade if touched.
There is a simple line drawn on it, which looks like a simple map. There is a small head portrait drawn in the upper left corner of the map. It looks like a woman with long hair, and there is a mountain drawn behind the woman. It is obviously a very simple painting, but there are several flowers drawn on the mountain, densely packed, and one can tell what the flowers are at a glance.
Cuckoo!
Mu Shicang stared at the red paper, first biting his lower lip with his upper teeth, then gently licking his lower lip with the tip of his tongue: "Azalea, hehe... do you want me to find you so much?"
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