C2 Song of the 218 room

"It's not as strange as you say. You've read too many novels, right?" A trace of disdain appeared in Li Jing's eyes.

"Brother Li, don't you dare disbelieve me. My grandma told me that this Cultural Revolution was a two-story building."

"A lot of the capitalist factions are locked up here, and many people are tortured to death here. There must be a lot of ghosts here!"

"Oh?"

Looking at the waiter's serious expression, Li Jing became a bit interested.

"It seems like you speak the truth. Come, let's go to the 218 room you mentioned."

Seeing that Li Jing was going to the 218 room, the waiter hastily pulled Li Jing.

"Brother Li, that room is really quite strange, I advise you not to go."

Li Jing was also a hot-blooded young man. When he saw that the waiter wanted to see what exactly was going on, he glared at him and said in a somewhat displeased voice.

"I don't believe you, hurry up and bring me there!"

The waiter, seeing that he couldn't refuse and because of Li Jing's identity, could only nod and lead Li Jing to the 218 private room.

The layout of the second floor of the Red Rose was like a maze. In the words of the attendants, this type of building was to save space and open more chartered rooms.

It took Li Jing and the waiter five or six turns to find room 218. The waiter stopped at the entrance and asked nervously.

"Brother Li, it's here."

At this moment, room 218 was empty. Li Jing pushed open the door and peeked inside. The room was lavishly decorated, two light-yellow sofas were placed side by side against the wall, a meter tall liquid crystal display was hung high up on the lavender wall. The surrounding walls were filled with Renaissance oil paintings.

"The environment is not bad." Li Jing nodded in satisfaction. "It's much better than the previous one. Let's do it here."

As he finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa. Seeing that Li Jing was about to sing, the waiter clearly panicked.

"Brother Li, this room is not clean at all. Why don't you go to that room?"

Li Jing waved his hand. "Why are you so superstitious at such a young age? I choose this one today."

As he spoke, he crossed his legs and leaned his head against the sofa, pretending to be unmoved.

The waiter saw that he couldn't persuade Li Jing, so he could only sigh and start cleaning up the room. Before leaving, he kindly reminded Li Jing.

"Brother Li, I'll stand nearby. Call me whenever you need me."

After saying that, he looked at Li Jing and left the room while shaking his head.

Sitting in the large private room, Li Jing felt really bored, so he played a few songs and started drinking.

It was probably because he had been working too hard recently. After drinking a few bottles of beer, he felt traces of sleepiness assaulting his brain. His upper eyelids drooped down and he unknowingly fell asleep.

After an unknown period of time, when he opened his eyes again, he could no longer hear any singing outside. He lowered his head to look at his watch. It was already past one o'clock in the morning.

"It's already so late, let's go back and sleep." Li Jing talked to himself as he stretched his back and walked outside.

When the waiter saw Li Jing come out, he hurriedly came over and asked with deep concern, "Brother Li, are you alright?"

Li Jing helplessly smiled and yawned.

"Usually read more books, but don't keep collecting these feudal and superstitious things every day."

"This is a scientific society. Look at me, haven't I gotten anything after sleeping for a long time …"

At this moment, a low and quiet singing sound entered Li Jing's ears.

Although the sound wasn't loud, most of the guests had already left the second floor.

As a result, Li Jing heard the name very clearly. The voice came from Room 218.

Li Jing and the waiter looked at each other. At this moment, the waiter's face had turned pale from fright. He said with a trembling voice, "Brother Li …" Did, did you hear that? "

Li Jing was also stunned for a moment. He immediately turned around and walked towards the 218 room.

However, the room was empty. There was not a single sound. There was only the flickering and flickering of the fire safety advertisement on the screen.

Li Jing used all his strength to force Yao Yao to turn her head. Had he drunk too much? An illusion?

Then, he carefully checked the room again to make sure there were no abnormalities before leaving.

However, just as he took a few steps away, the melodious song rang out once more.

This time, Li Jing heard it very clearly. It wasn't a god singing, but a woman's wail.

The voice was fleeting and filled with bitterness, as if there was a great injustice within it.

"Is it really that strange?"

Li Jing thought to himself. At this moment, he no longer felt sleepy. He ran back to the 218 rooms and shouted, "Who is it!"

Just as Li Jing was about to slam the door open, a cold breeze suddenly blew out from inside the house.

Li Jing couldn't help but shiver. At the same time, the chandelier and display screen in the room went out with a "pa" sound.

"Ah, ghosts!" The waiter screamed in fear and fell to the ground.

Even Li Jing was startled by his shout. He looked into the house and it was pitch-black.

The dead silence was so quiet that it was as if a drop of water could be heard falling to the ground.

At this time, the other waiters were also attracted by the waiter's shout and curiously looked into the room.

Li Jun lit up a cigarette and took a long drag, trying to calm herself down. At this moment, he could clearly feel the temperature in the room plummet as waves of cold air assaulted his senses. Although he was an atheist, he still felt his scalp go numb and a chill ran down his spine.

Since Li Jing had frequently come to investigate before, the waiters had some impression of him. An older man stood up and said with a smile to Li Jing.

"Officer, this brat normally watches too many horror movies. One day is always full of ghosts and gods, don't mind him."

"I think the fuse in this room blew up. I'll have someone check it out later. Do you want me to change your room? "

Although Li Jing still felt that this matter was suspicious, he still couldn't find out the reason why. Moreover, he didn't know if it was because he drank a few more bottles, but he felt a wave of dizziness, so he shook his head: "No need, I was just about to leave."

Then he turned and walked down the stairs.

Sitting on the taxi home, Li Jing originally wanted to properly organize his thoughts, but that inexplicable feeling of dizziness kept assaulting his brain, causing his upper and lower eyelids to constantly fight. There were several times when he almost fell asleep.

He barely made it to the door when a person walked past him.

Li Jing took a closer look and saw that the person who had arrived was his neighbor, Zhang Changsheng.

This Zhang Changsheng looked to be around forty years old, about 1.65 meters tall, with a black round face and a thick beard.

One day was always mysterious, often leaving the house in the middle of the night. Only later did Li Jing find out that this Changsheng would always set up his stall at the end of the bridge, letting others know his fortune.

In Li Jing's heart, this person was just a godly person. However, because he was a neighbor, Zhang Changsheng had never committed any crime.

Li Jing also turned a blind eye, but he didn't have a good impression of his neighbor at all.

It seemed like Zhang Changsheng also knew that Li Jing did not like it, so the two of them never spoke when they met.

But today, perhaps the sun had risen from the west, Zhang Changsheng suddenly opened his mouth to greet Li Jing.

And it seemed like he didn't just say one sentence. He just stood there and stared with his eyes wide open as he talked about a lot of things.

At this moment, Li Jing was feeling extremely sleepy, so much so that he didn't hear what Zhang Changsheng was saying at all. He unhappily rolled his eyes and walked straight up the stairs.

After who knows how long, suddenly, Li Jing heard a series of whimpers. The cries had an indescribable bitterness to it, as if it could pierce deep into one's bones, causing those who heard it to feel sad. This was the sound they heard back in Red Rose's room.

Li Jing couldn't help but shiver and his spirit immediately returned. However, the moment he opened his eyes, everything in front of him caused him to be dumbstruck.

Where is this?

When Li Jing opened his eyes, he was already in an empty room.

He clearly remembered returning home after leaving Red Rose. He really couldn't understand why he would suddenly appear in this unfamiliar place.

Did he really run into a ghost?

The thought flashed through his mind, then he shook his head, trying to calm himself.

After ten years of education, he was unable to admit to his previous thoughts.

Li Jinggang had experienced life and death with the police for a long time, which allowed him to quickly adjust his state of mind even in a harsh environment.

He remembered that his teacher had told him before that ghosts and gods were a kind of lie invented by the ancient rulers in order to consolidate their position as ignorant citizens.

For example, when some people rebelled, they would say that they were reincarnated as dragons to gain the support of the people. There were also stories that were specially made up by the people to commemorate some heroes and make the story even more interesting.

"Something must have happened while I was asleep. Did I get kidnapped?"

Li Jing calmed down a little as he thought about this. At the same time, he carefully sized up the room in front of him.

The room looked old, with cracks in the grayish white walls around it.

Thick spiderwebs had formed in the corners of the ceiling. It was obvious that it had been a long time since someone had come here to clean up.

The simple wooden window constantly creaked under the influence of the breeze, and the glass in the window frame was filled with cracks.

A ray of sunlight shone through the glass into the room. Under the cover of the dark red sunlight, the inside of the room seemed to be covered in a layer of faint, blood-red color.

Suddenly, the quiet cry sounded in Li Jing's ears. His body couldn't help but shiver. Although he understood that he was in a dangerous situation, the police instinct told him that this sound was the key to solving these doubts.

Li Jing carefully searched for the source of the sound by sticking close to the corner of the wall. Before he moved, he had already made preparations to encounter all sorts of dangerous situations. However, he did not encounter any ambushes along the way. There were only broken walls that were constantly reflected in his eyes. There was also a quiet and miserable wail that kept coming out of it, floating in the empty corridor.