Before I could think more, I followed me.

Jiang Han walked back and forth in the living room and another children's room, but found nothing.

"It's strange, is it because I'm overthinking?"

I was a little far away from him, so I couldn't see his expression clearly, so I could only use the street light to see his movements.

He kept rubbing the back of his neck, as if he was savoring the texture of the neck being touched. He didn't forget to look around the gap, but finally put his hand down and came to a conclusion.

He just thought too much.

I breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the toilet and children's room again.

Jiang Han didn't follow him, and was still standing in the living room. When I came out, he was groping against the key wall.

Don't tell the face that appears again.

"What are you doing?" I raised the camera to the wall and walked behind him.

He didn't turn around, and kept feeling every inch of the wall with his hands: "Don't you feel the odor gets getting bigger and bigger?"

I sniffed, it was true.

Moreover, the smell is particularly obvious where the living room wall is located.

"I still think someone hides the body in the wall." I saw his movements, as if he was using his fingernails to pick the wall.

I hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't break the wallpaper, I have to pay the homeowner for renovation."

"If there is a corpse, let alone wallpaper, the entire wall will be smashed."

"If it is a load-bearing wall, it will not be smashed."

Jiang Han laughed and then gave up slashing the wall. When he turned around, he did not smile. Instead, he looked at me sinisterly: "You are stupid. How can you hide the body in the load-bearing wall? If you really hide the body, it will definitely not hide the load-bearing wall. There are steel bars in it. Who can ordinary people smash it open?"

Too.

I don’t know architecture either, I only know that load-bearing walls cannot be smashed.

But what happened to his expression?

Since he doesn't sting the wall, I don't care about him anymore.

There is also the last room in the kitchen. After checking it quickly, I can turn on the lights as well.

I walked towards the kitchen with the camera. The place was not big at a glance. I flipped through two bowls of the kitchen and wanted to handle the errands, but somehow the bowls piled up inside turned outwards.

Fortunately, I was quick and fast, and my legs were kneeling and my hands were not allowed to fall to the ground.

In desperation, I put down the camera and put the bowls in the cabinet. The sudden cold touch made me retract my hand in an instant.

When I reached into the kitchen, someone actually touched my hand!

It was a sound of the bowl breaking.

I didn't care about many people and quickly picked up the camera and reached into the kitchen. At the same time, the light in the kitchen turned on with a bang.

Suddenly, the light stimulated the eyes. When I recovered my eyes and looked at the chef, nothing happened.

"Isn't it hurt?" Jiang Han turned on the light. He walked in and looked at the bowl chef, then looked at the fragments on the ground, "What did you find?"

The hand holding the camera was trembling slightly. Just then, the heart almost popped out of my throat, and it was still beating: "Something touched my hand."

"Touch your hand?" He went to look at the back of my hand again and laughed instantly, "Sister, look at it yourself. It's the water drop on your hand."

water?

I turned over the back of my hand and suddenly found that there were really water traces of water dripping on the back of my hand.

After carefully recalling the touch for a moment, I immediately denied his statement: "No, I don't have a faucet, and the bowl and kitchen are a distance from the pool. How could there be water drops on the back of my hand? Someone really touched my hand."

But Jiang Han doesn't believe me at all.

He walked to other rooms and turned on all the lights and waved at me: "I'm scaring myself. You must be having a big snot or the water from the pool seeped in. Look, isn't that okay?"

I just said that someone touched the back of his neck, but now I say that I'm scaring myself.

What big snot, what water seeps into the pool, does it feel that it is becoming more and more unreliable, and it is comparable to Xiao Fuxing.

It is definitely well-known double standards.

I looked into the kitchen again, but there was nothing. I would rather a big mouse jump out of it and it would be understandable if I touched my hands and scared me.

Since I was fine, I stood up and put away the broken bowl with a broom and threw it into the trash can. By the way, I opened a few more windows to ventilate.

The smell in the room was so suffocating.

Jiang Han walked around the house again: "What else will happen later?"

"You have to patrol the house at one, two, three o'clock. You can sleep with confidence, and I try not to disturb you."

Jiang Han nodded and yawned: "Okay, then I'll sleep for a while. If nothing is wrong, you can make up for it when you go to the children's room. The bed is too small and I can't sleep."

He went to the master bedroom and closed the door. Although he had only known Jiang Han for a few hours, I was used to him being gone.

I put the camera back on the tripod, walked back to the sofa and sat down, pinching my hands and stroking Yuzhu to calm down.

The cold touch of being touched made me unable to let go for a long time. I looked at the back of my hand again, and couldn't figure it out.

Is it really just an illusion?

I remembered that when Fu Xing called me, Bai Ji sent me a WeChat message, and I had not finished reading the content of the message.

I picked up my phone and clicked on WeChat again. A gust of wind suddenly blew. As I looked up, some shadow seemed to flash by the bed in the living room.

The windows were still open, and the wind blew the curtains.

I got up and closed the window. When I turned around, I clearly saw another black shadow quickly rushed into the children's room.

Fangxin Apartment 302 haunted house is really not a joke, don’t tell me that this is really evil.

I didn't choose to go into the children's room to check it out, so I walked over a few steps and closed my eyes and closed the door of the room.

I swear this is the last business I will take in the next two months. If I don’t stop, the crazy man will be my fate.

I was standing or sitting. I stood in the middle of the living room and looked back and forth at every corner of the room. I had an impulse, and I wanted to call Jiang Han and escape with him.

What to do?

I was in a conflict. I had not received the final payment from Si Village because of Song Yu's disappearance. If I was scared away this time, I would have to return the employer's money.

Compared with money and life...

I picked up my phone and wanted to check online if there is any way to ward off evil spirits.

However, I finally saw the message Bai Ji sent me a few hours ago.

Bai Ji: Fangxin’s apartment is a bit strange. If something strange happens, don’t hesitate to leave immediately. I watched the video online and the phenomenon you said is true.

Dong!

The sound of knocking on the wall was clearer and more obvious than ever. The sound was so loud that my hand trembled and my phone fell directly to the ground.

In a panic, I reached out to my phone. This time, I saw it as evidence, and a pale hand stretched out from under the sofa and slowly reached towards my hand.

The scream could no longer control it, and I grabbed my phone and pissed it on the ground. The noise was so loud that I almost overturned the coffee table.

His eyes were staring at the place where the white hand was stretched out. He even forgot to breathe in fear. He staggered the angle of the coffee table and looked at the probe. It was already empty.

I'm sure I'm not mistaken, nor is it an illusion caused by dazzling eyes or psychological hints. I sat on the ground for almost five minutes, and could hear nothing except the sound of my heartbeat.

No, there is something strange about me.

Just now, I made such a big noise, screamed, fell down, and kicked to the coffee table. No matter what sound I heard, it would wake Jiang Han up.

Moreover, he had just entered the room and could not have slept so hard.

"Jiang Han." I tried to call him, waited for a few seconds, but there was still no movement.

It's time to stop the food.

According to Bai Ji's WeChat, I should have escaped from Room 302 immediately.

But I didn't dare to move, and I didn't even dare to stagger my eyes from under the sofa. I was afraid that the hand would suddenly fly over and fly to my face.

"Jiang Han!" I called him louder, but still didn't respond.

My legs became weak and I couldn't move even if I wanted to.

I raised my phone and quickly turned my eyes to see. I didn't care whether it would disturb Bai Ji's rest at any time, so I called him directly.

"Hey." Just as the phone was called, his voice came from just two seconds: "Is something wrong?"

"One hand, the sound of knocking on the wall, the shadow..." I could no longer say the complete sentence, and I was trembling when I heard my voice.

"Don't worry about anything and run out first."

"No, Fu Xing's boyfriend, he is in another room, I called him several times but couldn't hear it..."

"There are other people in the room?" Bai Ji's voice suddenly became louder, and the degree of anxiety was imagined. "Don't worry about others first, take care of yourself first, run away and hear if you heard it!"

"But I can't ignore Fu Xing's boyfriend..."

Another thud.
To be continued...