Chapter 2 Photos in the Safe

Very scary, this is the name Han Fei gave to the live broadcast room.

"The popularity is still not enough." The first two live broadcasts were too one-sided and hasty, and did not broadcast all the horrific scenes , so not many people saw it. Except for a few die-hard fans, there were only a few people online.

Give me a stick: Newcomers are bubbling up.

Xiaolu’s mother: I don’t know what this live broadcast room is for.

Hot Dog Dad: Isn’t this the anchor who was crying and howling in the sewer last time? What tricks are he going to play this time?

Han Fei told his friends about his future goals, and most of them thought he was trying to please others, but some people had different views.

Super Hot Chicken: Too! Taiping Hotel? You can’t go to Taiping Hotel. One of my classmates committed suicide there. That night, he still asked us for help in the group...

Hot Dog Dada: It’s the caretaker upstairs, the identification is complete.

Super Hot Chicken: I’m asking you to be paralyzed. What I said is true. Anchor, you’d better leave quickly, otherwise you won’t be able to leave by then.

Han Fei was a little speechless. They started to quarrel before they even talked for a few words.

"Dong——dong——"

Suddenly, there was a knocking on the door from outside, coming near and far away. Han Fei suddenly became alert, “Boss Yao?"

"Dong——dong——"

There was no response from the door, and the knocking continued.

Super Hot Chicken: Never open the door.

Hot Dog Dada: This B-pretend doesn’t look like him at all, I’m too lazy to look at it, so I’ll withdraw.

Han Fei didn't reply. He pinned the phone to his chest, pointed the camera at the door, and stepped closer.

After getting closer, Han Fei realized that the knock on the door seemed to come from next door.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Han Fei opened the door a crack and looked out with half of his face exposed.

"There's no one in the corridor?" Han Fei was surprised and leaned out.

"Dong——dong——"

The sound still didn't stop, Han Fei's face changed slightly, and he stared at the door next door.

The sound came from room 404,

In other words, someone is knocking on the door inside the house! !

There are only two living people here, namely him and Boss Yao. Could it be that Boss Yao is pretending to be a ghost?

The knock on the door disappeared, as if someone pulled gently from inside. The iron door of 404 made a slow creaking sound, revealing a five-centimeter-wide crack. It was dark inside and nothing could be seen.

Han Fei hesitated. His instinct told him to stay away from this room, but his mission was to check out the secret of the bathtub in Room 404. How could he check it out without going in?

Just as he was about to open the door and enter, a strong sense of uneasiness flooded into his brain. Han Fei hurriedly turned around and found that there was someone behind him.

Not Boss Yao!

What suddenly appeared was a young man with a short stature and a weak face. He looked and dressed normally. He smiled apologetically at Han Fei and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't scare you. I also heard a strange knock on the door." So I came out to take a look.”

Coincidentally, the man's surname was also Yao, named Yao Lisi. He said that he was a newspaper reporter and wanted to secretly investigate the secrets of Taiping Hotel.

He also just moved in. He lives in 405, which is right across from Han Fei.

After seeing that he was carrying professional cameras and other tools, Han Fei lowered his guard and said that he was a supernatural anchor who came here to gain popularity.

"I heard Ang, there are many innocent souls in this 404 who can't get out. If a living person enters, they will die. You are very brave."

"You are very courageous." Han Fei looked at this man who was probably less than 1.5 meters tall and sincerely admired his courage.

"How about we go in and have a look together?" Yao Lisi proposed, and Han Fei did not refuse. After all, having more people and more companions will make you more courageous.

It was very different from the picture in his imagination. There was no scary or weird place in the room, but the temperature was very low, and Han Fei couldn't help but shiver.

The old light bulb flickered on and off. Yao Lisi took out a white candle from his backpack and barely illuminated the room.

"The window is half open, the room is neat, and there is no extra dust on the ground, which means someone has been cleaning the room." Han Fei observed secretly.

"Who?" Yao Lisi, who was following behind, shouted suddenly. He said that he just felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

There was a black handprint on his exposed shoulder, and both of them were frightened.

"Is there really a ghost?" Yao Lisi's words were not as strong as before. He looked around, and when he raised his head, he saw a white band, and then his eyes became a little blurry.

Then, he moved a bench and stood on it, stretched out his hand, pulled off the straps, and began to tie the knots.

"What are you going to do?" Han Fei had a bad premonition. The more he looked at it, the more he thought it was the white silk used by ancient people to hang themselves.

Yao Lisi didn't answer, he tied the belt around his neck, shook his legs and kicked over the stool.

He is hanging!

Han Fei suddenly became anxious, hugged his legs and pulled him down. He looked at Han Fei with a confused look on his face, “I...what happened to me just now?"

"Possessed by a ghost?" This was Han Fei's first thought. Sure enough, this room was not as simple as it seemed.

"Bang——"

The door was violently pushed open, and Boss Yao appeared in front of the two of them with a flashlight and scolded them.

Back in the room, Han Fei took off his phone and found that the popularity of the live broadcast room had increased to more than 100, and water friends were arguing endlessly inside.

Mother Xiaolu: What happened just now? What happened to that person?

Super Hot Chicken: Can’t you tell from this? It’s obvious that he was possessed by an evil spirit.

Little Banana: I bet on Dai Latiao, they know each other, but their acting skills are too rough.

The boy from the electronics factory: I know this. I used to live on the second floor. One time when I went to the toilet at night, guess what I saw?

Sausage Man: Did you see Sadako or Donnie Yen?

The little brother from the electronics factory: I’m not kidding you. I saw a human-like creature lying in the pool. It scared the baby to death.

Mr. Two Fingers: Host, be careful, I think that short guy is a little weird...

After chatting with the water friends, the fear dissipated a lot.

At around eleven o'clock, Han Fei guessed that Boss Yao was asleep, so he put on his backpack and tiptoed out of the house. He had seen it when he came in before and found that the door lock of 404 was broken. He could enter, but what he couldn't figure out was, who was knocking on the door?

This time, he didn't call out to Yao Lisi, but went in alone, blocking the door with a table so that he could know in advance if someone was coming.

After entering the room, he relit the candle that had been blown out by Boss Yao. The scene in the room was a little different from when he first entered.

The quilts that were originally neatly stacked were laid flat on the bed, but the surface of the quilt was highly convex.

Looking at it from a close distance, it looked like someone was kneeling on the bed and covering his body with a quilt.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Han Fei held his breath, took out the electric baton and hit it, but there was no reaction at all.

"Crack-"

Pulling the quilt aside, a man with disheveled hair fell straight down.

"Inflatable doll?" Han Fei was shocked. He felt that someone was playing a prank and Boss Yao was highly suspicious. He even suspected that Boss Yao was a mental patient.

The inflatable doll had a silver key in its mouth. Han Fei searched around and found a safe under the bed.

"Friends, do you want me to open it?" Han Fei shouted to the live broadcast room, and the fans became excited.

Super Hot Chicken: Although it may be dangerous, it has nothing to do with me after all, so you might as well open it...

Little Deer’s Mother: No, my daughter is still eating. What if it’s an eyeball or something?

Veteran actor: According to my judgment, this trick was designed by the anchor in advance. There must be props in the safe to scare people. The anchor will use exaggerated acting skills. It’s too routine and boring.

Xiao Xianrou: I don't care what's in the safe, I just want to know where to buy that inflatable doll...

Mature woman: Brother upstairs, what’s so good about an inflatable doll? You add your sister VX, and your sister will take you flying...

Xiaoxianrou: Get out...

Everyone is curious. Even if they think this is a prop prepared by Han Fei in advance, they still want to know what is inside.

Han Fei was also very curious, so he carefully inserted the key and turned it gently.

"Qua~"

A black crow flew out of the safe. Fortunately, Han Fei was mentally prepared, otherwise he would have screamed at this moment.

The crow flew out and slammed against the wall like a headless fly.

Once, twice.

After the third impact, it could no longer flap its wings because its head had split open and disgusting things flowed all over the floor.

"Did you choose to commit suicide because you were under too much pressure in life?" Han Fei covered the crow's body with a tissue and continued to look at the safe, which contained nothing but a document bag.

Opening it, it contained a stack of photos, with a white page taped behind each photo.

The first photo shows a boy. In the picture, he is lying in a bathtub full of blood, holding a knife in his right hand, and his left wrist is covered with hideous wounds. It looks like he committed suicide.

"On March 12, the first day I checked into the hotel, when it came, I already knew that I wouldn't survive..."

"On March 13th, it didn't kill me, but I was trapped. I couldn't get out. Why did I come to this damn place..."

"March 14th, please, please don't torture me anymore, please give me a good time..."

"On March 15th, only death can provide relief, so I will fulfill myself..."

Looking at the words on the white paper, Han Fei thought about the boy's situation at that time and described it in eight words, “You can't survive, you can't die."

"What happened to force a living person to commit suicide?" Han Fei was very puzzled and continued to read down.

The second photo is of a man whose face cannot be seen, because his entire head is stuffed into the toilet, and the soles of his feet are in the air, like plucking onions on dry land, which is very weird.

"This is a dungeon. There is no sunlight, no food or drink. I will starve to death soon..."

"It said there was delicious food in the toilet. It didn't lie to me. There really was delicious food in it. It smelled so good..."

"The delicacies in the toilet were getting less and less. It told me that if I still wanted to eat, I had to stuff my head into it as hard as I could, but my head was too big and I couldn't stuff it in, so I cut off half of my face. Haha, this It can be stuffed in..."