Without giving him time to think seriously, a sound of a steel-free lid kicked from behind the water tank not far away.

"Clang~"

"who?"

Jiang Ming's face changed slightly, and he reacted instinctively. He immediately squatted down, stuffed his black phone into his tactical belt, and took out a flashlight to shine in the direction of the water tank.

"Who? Who is there? Come out quickly!"

If possible, Jiang Ming hopes that the other party is not a "person", or to be precise, there is a stupid and cute mouse behind the water tank. When looking for food or thirsty and wanting to drink water, he accidentally touches the lid of the water tank.

Everyone is happy like this, he will not make things difficult for the mouse, and the mouse can drink water freely.

But in reality, things often go against their wishes. As soon as Jiang Ming's voice fell, a rough man's voice sounded.

"Are you human?"

The other party seemed to have experienced something that made him suffocate, and his voice was trembling. It can be seen that his spirit was tortured to a certain extent.

"Nonsense, I'm not a human, you're a ghost!"

Jiang Ming answered the other party angrily. When he heard the other party ask him if he was a human, he thought it was too unlucky, so he said it in such a ghost place.

He hid his right hand with a knife behind him, held the flashlight in his left hand and shook it towards the water tank. He shouted in a low voice:

"Big brother, come out quickly. It's not easy to meet a living person in such a ghost place."

"Okay! I'll come out now."

A man with a buzz cut and muscles walked out from behind the water tank, blocking the white light shining on his face, and through the gap between his fingers, he squinted his eyes and saw clearly that Jiang Ming was alone.

The man's eyes could not hide fear and surprise, and he said as he walked: "Little...Little brother, hello!"

"Please help me!"

The man grabbed Jiang Ming's shoulder with both hands, and the man was very excited, as if he was holding a life-saving straw.

Jiang Ming glanced at his hands holding his shoulders and felt a cold feeling conveyed from the other party's hands. I don't know if it was because of the strong typhoon on the roof.

Turning off the other party's hand, Jiang Ming spoke in a safe tone: "Don't be excited, just explain things clearly."

The man took a big breath and suppressed the fear in his heart. Then he looked up at Jiang Ming and said slowly:

"That's right. My name is Wang Han. I am an adventure lover. I live in the west of the city. I heard that there is a hotel called Rose in the suburbs of the north of the city. I specially called a partner. Well... His name is Li Xiaowu. He made an appointment to leave at 8 o'clock tonight. After we arrived here, we found that there was no one here, so we felt that this place was just like that, and there was nonsense on the Internet. We were going to..."

"Wait a minute, you mean that when you came here, there was no one in the hotel, right?" Jiang Ming interrupted the man named Jiang Han's speech.

Because Jiang Ming heard a problem from the other party's words, he couldn't help asking: "Didn't you both see an old man?"

"Old man? What old man?" Wang Han was stunned.

"It's the owner of this hotel. You two come here. Didn't he care about your ID card registration?"

"No, I have never seen anyone except you and Xiao Wu tonight." Wang Han shook his head, his face getting pale even thicker, and he looked at Jiang Ming with a look of "Brother, you're a hell".

Jiang Ming frowned, and his right hand was hiding behind him, holding the knife tightly. He recalled that the bowl of fragrant pork-foot rice and the diary of the hanging female ghost wrote that the old man was the only living person in this store.

With his face regaining its naturalness, Jiang Ming nodded and said lightly: "That's it, you can continue talking."

"Okay." Wang Han moved his eyes down, looked at the microphone around Jiang Ming's neck, and looked dazed, and continued to talk about his unforgettable experience here.

"When we were about to stroll around, we heard something moving behind the lobby. It sounded like someone was walking and he had touched a lot of things."

"So we followed the sound to a kitchen, and as soon as we entered, we didn't expect it to be inside! On the chopping board, the stove... there were meat pieces and bones everywhere."

"Wait, aren't there any pig's feet?" Jiang Ming couldn't help but feel creepy when he heard his description.

"Pig's feet? What pig's feet? No, I didn't see it." Wang Han looked at him strangely, and the questions he asked twice were inconsistent.

"I'll tell you! The kitchen was stained with blood, and it was so bloody. I don't know if it was human blood. After I go out, I must call the police. This hotel is simply a purgatory on earth!!!"

"Can you tell me the point?" Jiang Ming felt a little furious. The pig's feet rice was actually made in that kind of place, and he wanted to vomit.

Of course he had a little luck mentality. The pig's feet were not in the kitchen, and the old man might have hidden them privately, so they couldn't find them.

"Okay." Wang Han looked at the closed elevator, his pupils trembled, and continued: "We were all scared at that time. When we were about to leave the kitchen, we found that the door was closed at some point, or it was locked from outside, and it could not be opened."

"There is no way. We suppressed the fear in our hearts and searched in the kitchen. We found an elevator in a corner. Then we didn't let us think too much and got on the elevator."

Jiang Ming interrupted Wang Han again, "After you enter the elevator, have you noticed any strange things? For example, eyes or something."

"Eyes? No!" Wang Han recalled and denied it.

"Hmm? OK, you keep talking."

"After that, Xiaowu and I came to the rooftop, but we never thought we would meet a woman who was wet. She said she was cold and asked if we could lend her a piece of clothing, but we didn't expect..."

Speaking of this, Wang Han's face looked ugly and his whole body was shaking. It seemed that the next words would completely subvert his worldview.

"I didn't expect that she suddenly changed, she looked very ferocious, and her face became even more rotten, just like the female ghost in the horror movie. Then Xiao Wu was pinched by her hands tightly. When I wanted to help, she was knocked to the ground with her palm. I lay on the ground motionless, watching her drag Xiao Wu away and take the elevator down the first floor."

Wang Han grabbed Jiang Ming's shoulder with both hands, and his mouth was trembling very violently: "You...you...you must help me, help me...help Xiaowu, she...she is so scary, I dare not go down alone."

"Also, I suspect she is, she! Yes! Ghost!"

Seeing that Wang Han was still afraid of seeing the ghost with his own eyes, Jiang Ming wanted to laugh a little. Bai Chang was so strong, and he also said he was an adventure enthusiast.

That's it?

However, when Jiang Ming heard that Wang Han wanted to help save the man named Li Xiaowu, he thought it was not impossible, but he had come to the rooftop and did his own thing first.

Jiang Ming comforted Wang Han and said, "Yes, yes."

After a pause, he pointed to the mobile phone that was still on the live broadcast on the tactical belt and continued:

"I am an anchor, you can just call me an anchor, and you are also a detective. In addition to coming here to live broadcast, I have something to do. I have to wait until I finish it before I can help you."
Chapter completed!