Chapter 28: The Phone Call

Dong Xie was now a little bit numb to this horrifying phenomenon. But even so, holding the picture frame in his hand, it still felt like red-hot carbon, although he wanted to fling it out, but he was afraid that there was some detail inside that he had missed. "Without exception …… all of them can not see the face, can only be roughly distinguished as a very old man of great age." Dong Ning was just as scared, but she still looked down at the photos one by one with a stiff upper lip, "And the clothes worn are the same no matter what season." Especially the photo that Zhao Long had first found, the photo was clearly summer, the landlord's family of four were all short-sleeved, while the old man was wearing long sleeves! "Right Oh …… I didn't even notice this before." Zhao Long couldn't help but admire Dong Ning, in the end girls are just meticulous. "If you look closely ……" Dong Xie heard Dong Ning mentioning clothes and began to pay close attention, "These clothes seem to be very thick cotton clothes ah, from the collar there must be other clothes inside, it's obvious winter clothing. " Originally, who would care about the clothes worn by an evil spirit, most people were attracted over by the evil spirit's terrifying face. Dong Ning, on the other hand, observed the clothes and the season, she then made a speculation, "This evil spirit most likely died in winter when he was still alive! And this should be the clothes he was wearing when he passed away!" Winter? Ge Qi looked at one photo after another, he didn't even dare to reach out for it, but after looking at it for half a day, he hammered his head and said, "Even if we find out about the clothes and the season what's the point? Is there any difference whether it's a winter death or a summer death?" But by this time, Zhao Long and the others had completely treated him like air. Ge Qi's existence was almost useless except for contributing the lighter. Such a person, even if they were lucky enough to survive this Bloodletter, they would still be just as dead in the future. "Then ……" Dong Ning pointed at the evil spirit on the photo in front of her, of course her finger was separated from the photo by a distance of at least two centimeters, "Is this person, the reason why the 4th floor was blocked?" "Well …… there is this possibility." Dong Xie had actually thought of this, "He is most likely the 4th floor resident of this 3rd building! That is to say, he died before December 30, 2009 ……" Zhao Long thought for a moment and added, "But when we questioned the landlord, he said he didn't know the reason for the 4th floor blockade ah. And the landlord has lived here since at least '09, does he really not know?" "Either 'that unclean thing' died much earlier, or …… the landlord himself is just lying." "We've signed the contract, we've moved in, does he have to lie?" "The contract has always been the landlord's son to deal with, the landlord himself is older, may not know how much we have to pay for the contract breach, not to mention that more is better than less, so long ago, he told this lie we can not tell." "Before we came we searched a lot of news on the Internet, but did not check ……" Zhao Long then sighed: "But also hard to say, this place is so remote, in 09, news dissemination is still dominated by the paper media, unlike now are releasing news through smartphones, online may not necessarily publish news." For a while, everyone was silent. The landlord might know the hidden message, but it was basically impossible for him to come back before the end of the Bloodletter mission, and his cell phone didn't work. "Will the phone work? Maybe the phone is a separate line?" Dong Ning was still undeterred, "Try calling the landlord to see ……" However everyone was silent. Dong Xie ran his hand over his forehead to hide his embarrassed expression, "That, Ah Ning …… The problem is, we can't memorize the landlord's cell phone number ……" In this era of cell phones, people no longer need to memorize phone numbers. Many people couldn't even recite their parents' cell phone numbers, anyway, as soon as they saved them in their cell phones. Dong Ning also revealed an embarrassed look for a moment, "You guys, doesn't anyone memorize the number? This is a matter of life and death!" Zhao Long subconsciously scratched his chin, also hiding his awkward expression, "That …… I didn't know that the landlord would actually go out in the middle of the night, and then none of the cell phones could be used. In fact, I had originally pinned my hopes on remotely connecting to Mo Yuan and the others it …… Mo Yuan and their numbers, I can't remember any of them either!" Originally, Zhao Long had all agreed with Mo Yuan that the tenants would all gather at Mo Yuan's house at night and work as a group, and by then maybe the other two tenants who had passed the Bloodletter four times would come over as well, which is why he was relatively more certain. Unexpectedly, things would develop to this point. Dong Ning did not say anything more, after all, she herself was just as accustomed to the cell phone era without the need to memorize a number, if only she had prepared a number herself. Ge Qi took the candle and shone it behind him, then, he found a telephone set on the cabinet in the living room. He carefully walked over and picked up the receiver. "Well …… it actually works!" Ge Qi picked up the microphone as he tried to recall the landlord's cell phone number. He was present when the contract was signed with the landlord's son and the latter told them the number. "What was it …… Come on remember!" "What, Ge Qi you remember the number?" Zhao Long was overjoyed when he saw Ge Qi holding the microphone and said, "What was the number again?" "I …… am thinking …… about it." "Good, you slowly think!" Zhao Long's tone towards Ge Qi immediately became incomparably polite, if he could really remember it, then it would be great. However, at this moment, after realizing that the phone was actually working, a bold idea was brewing inside Ge Qi's mind. The landlord's cell phone number was something he couldn't remember for the life of him. "Or do you remember Mo Yuan's number?" Listening to Zhao Long's question from behind, Ge Qi was silent as he stretched out his index finger and aimed it at a certain number button. Motherfucker! Fuck it! People don't do it for themselves! The heavens and the earth will be destroyed! He knew that if he did that, he would be seen as a scumbag by everyone, but if he died, it would all be for naught. Who cares about the flood when I'm dead? So he quickly dialed down a number! When Dong Qi and Dong Ning saw him dialing the number, they also revealed a look of surprise, not realizing that Ge Qi could actually be of some use! "Wait a minute ……" Dong Ning felt something was wrong, although his back was to them, but listening to the voice as if he had only dialed three numbers? "Hey …… it's like this," after dialing, Ge Qi immediately said to the other end of the phone, "We're here in Building 3 of the Black Butterfly Subdivision on the Red and Gold Highway, and there was a fight just now inside Room 402 on the 4th floor, and then someone yelled to kill someone, and the next thing I know, there's no sound. I'm afraid someone died, you guys come over quickly!" He finished this paragraph almost as fast as he could. And after hearing this, everyone else was dumbfounded. "You!" Dong Qi grabbed Ge Qi's collar and roared, "Who are you calling?" "You guys come quickly!" Ge Qi immediately hung up the phone, unplugging the line at the same time! Dong Ning also rushed up and asked angrily, "You just …… dialed 110 police?"