See the Law of Deception

Chapter 162 The House of Evil Spirits (6)

The ghostly thing outside the door called out to Lu Jinzhao in the name of his teammates, but Lu Jinzhao ignored it completely. It didn't even try to break down the door or barge into the house in some unscientific way.

He just kept calling out from outside the door every now and then. His voice was devoid of emotion, mechanically repeating the three sentences. Even though he received no response, his voice didn't change in the slightest.

"Are we going to have to keep going like this until dawn?"

In this situation, an ordinary person would definitely not be able to fall asleep at all, and would even be terrified all night, but Lu Jinzhao doesn't need much sleep, so it's not too bad.

What bothers her is that as long as the voice is there, she has to stay alert and focused, which constantly drains her energy. If it continues all night, even she will feel tired and even mentally disoriented.

But she couldn't let her guard down knowing there was something fishy outside the door.

This is an unsolvable situation unless she opens the door now to find out what's going on, but Lu Jinzhao won't do that.

The knocking continued for a long time, and the thing outside just kept repeating the same action, until Lu Jinzhao began to wonder what it meant by doing so.

"It seems that if I don't open the door and don't respond, it can only knock on the door from the outside."

"Is it because I'm now a tenant, the owner of the room?"

If we follow this line of thought, we would conclude that "the room is relatively safe".

However, it's only the first day of our stay and the first strange thing has happened, so it's too early to draw conclusions.

However, to Lu Jinzhao's surprise, only this one "strange thing" happened all night. Apart from the sound at the door that seemed to remind her from time to time like an alarm clock, nothing else strange happened.

As morning approached, the sounds outside the door suddenly disappeared at some point.

My first day at Platform A passed by peacefully.

As a faint light shone through the window covered with newspaper, Lu Jinzhao heard the sound of the door next door being opened, followed by the other two doors. Then, there was another knock on her door: "Little Lu, are you awake?"

Then another voice said, "Surely no one is so careless as to sleep on the platform until this late?"

"Hello?" There was an impatient knock on the door: "Is everyone alright?"

His tone was somewhat impatient, but also curious and anxious.

"Could something really have happened? Or... should we kick the door down?"

A restless sound came from outside, and before the people outside could carry out their plan, Lu Jinzhao opened the door.

Tan Meng looked at her, her eyes revealing a mix of emotions, a mixture of disappointment and relief: "You're alright? If you're alright, why didn't you say anything?"

"I just wanted to confirm whether the person knocking was human," Lu Jinzhao said calmly.

"Why are you confirming this? You're quite wary." Tan Meng frowned slightly, looking at her strangely.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Lu Jinzhao's gaze fall on her face. Then, this person, who had been somewhat silent and seemed to lack assertiveness, looked at her and asked, "I knocked on your door last night, didn't you hear me?"

"Huh?" Tan Meng's expression went blank for a moment, seemingly unable to understand what Lu Jinzhao was talking about: "What knocking?"

She paused for a moment to process it: "Really? I didn't hear anything, but I didn't sleep last night either."

"You didn't lie to me?"

If Lu Jinzhao really knocked on the door and she didn't hear him at all, that would be bad. "Just kidding." The person in front of her suddenly laughed, "Actually, I knocked on Qiutian's door, but the soundproofing here might not be very good, so I think you probably heard me too."

Autumn frowned again: "What nonsense are you talking about? You couldn't have knocked on my door, I didn't hear you at all."

“Uh,” Lu Jinzhao said with a troubled expression, “It really is nonsense.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Aunt Duan, and before she could say anything, the middle-aged man spoke first: "Are you going to say that you were actually knocking on my door?"

"No, that's not it." Lu Jinzhao shook his head: "It was just a joke, I wanted to get you guys to stop talking about this."

Tan Meng looked bored, while Qiu Tian muttered that the joke wasn't funny.

Yes, it's not funny.

Lu Jinzhao also found it unfunny.

Because the reactions of these people indicated something she had not anticipated.

She was the only one whose door was knocked on by a ghost last night.

"Did anything strange happen to you last night?" Aunt Duan asked as she pondered.

“Yes.” Qiu nodded. “Your rooms should be similar to mine, right? They all have a living room and a bedroom. In my bedroom, there’s a bed with just a mattress. I was resting on the mattress last night.”

Her tone was serious, and her expression wasn't good: "Around 2 a.m., I suddenly felt that the mattress beneath me was a little damp."

"It didn't rain, there was no leak, and there wasn't even any water in the room, so how could the mattress be wet?"

As she spoke, Lu Jinzhao had already guessed what would happen next. Sure enough, Qiu Tian continued, "When I got up, I found a pool of blood in the center of the mattress."

"I really thought I had started my period, but it was way too late."

"And that pool of blood was so deep, it looked like blood was seeping out from inside the mattress."

Autumn's expression changed: "I even suspect that there might be a corpse hidden in the mattress."

"After that, I didn't dare to rest or go near the mattress until dawn."

“It doesn’t sound too scary,” Tan Meng concluded. This conclusion clearly displeased Qiu Tian, ​​who then questioned her in a harsh tone, “And what about you? Has anything unusual happened on your end?”

"Does a figure appearing outside the window in the middle of the night count?" Tan Meng asked, blinking.

"Is that all?" Qiu Tian was about to ask when she suddenly realized something: the windows of the rooms in this apartment building would only appear in one place, which was the side against the outer wall.

They were on the third floor, on the exterior wall of the apartment building, where there was no foothold for anyone to stand on outside the window.

Next, Aunt Duan recounted the strange events that happened to her last night. She said that a bloody handprint suddenly appeared on the wall of her room at a certain point in time. However, because the location was remote and the wall itself was very dirty, she thought it was already there. It wasn't until night fell and one bloody handprint after another appeared on the wall, getting closer and closer to where she was, that she realized something was wrong.

"It was like a ghost hiding in the wall was chasing me. Luckily, it was just some bloody handprints, and no ghost actually came out."

Aunt Duan said with such relief.

(End of this chapter)