this is not a joke

Chapter 371
The task prompt pointed out that before looking for the hairpin, you must first smear your hands with corpse wax, otherwise there will be accidents during the search.

Yang Jingpeng thinks that the hairpin may be very slippery, and ordinary hands may not be able to grasp it after getting wet, so he has to smear his hands with corpse wax so that he can grasp the hairpin.

In fact, the hairpin belonged to a dead person, and it fell in this very dark place. If the body wax was not applied in the hands, not only would the hairpin not be taken away, but some weird things might happen.

Enduring his nausea, he reached into the hole and groped for a while.

Fortunately, I didn't touch some imaginary things that would make people vomit on the spot, and the inside of the hole was washed clean.

However, it was very deep inside. Yang Jingpeng propped himself on the ground with one hand, tilted his head and almost lay down on the ground, stretched half of his arm in, and groped carefully.

The next second, his finger touched a hard movable object, he pressed it lightly, and then pulled it towards himself. Yang Jingpeng could feel that it was a hard metal object, indeed like a hairpin.

After moving a little to his side, he reached out and grabbed the thing.

At this moment, another object suddenly touched his finger, Yang Jingpeng was taken aback, raised his middle finger and index finger to get closer to that direction in the invisible hole, and touched that object again.

It doesn't feel like a hairpin, it doesn't have such a hard surface, and it doesn't feel like a metal item.

While guessing, the thing touched suddenly moved and grabbed Yang Jingpeng's hand suddenly.

"It's a hand!"

Yang Jingpeng never expected that there would be a hand in the sewer leading to the septic tank, and this hand was still moving, which made him tremble suddenly, and quickly grabbed the hairpin and pulled his hand out.

The palm that was holding him was unable to grasp it tightly because of the slippery corpse wax. Yang Jingpeng quickly pulled his hand out of the hole in the urinal. Hairpin, get up, open the compartment door and run out.

The palm that was moving in the hole just now seemed small, and the fingers were also very thin, but it didn't look like a child's hand.

He quickly came to the sink, turned on the faucet to rinse the corpse wax on his hands, and quickly rinsed the hairpin as well.

Who knew that the wax seemed to be clinging to the skin of the palm and the back of the hand, no matter how much it was washed, there was still a lot of it that couldn't be washed off.

No matter what, Yang Jingpeng heard that there seemed to be a noise coming from the cubicle just now. Could it be that the ghost hand has already protruded from the hole in the urinal?
His heart was beating like a drum, and he was sweating profusely. He quickly grabbed the hairpin and walked towards the door of the men's bathroom.

Almost at the same moment, the door of the last compartment was suddenly opened with a creak.

Yang Jingpeng quickened his pace in fright.

"You... dropped something."

An old, hoarse, unrecognizable voice came from the compartment.

"Something dropped?"

Yang Jingpeng who came to the door stopped suddenly, his mind was blank now, he just wanted to escape here quickly, he didn't react until he heard the sound, but he lowered his head and didn't dare to look back.

After thinking about it, he found that he didn't seem to have forgotten anything except the small metal box containing the body wax that he had just placed next to the sink.

"Is it necessary to take away the body wax box to complete the task?" Although Yang Jingpeng guessed like this, he dared not go back.

But after hearing the reminder from the voice behind him, he didn't dare to leave rashly.

At this time, the compartment door behind him continued to open, and there was a sound of something dragging, and the image of a person crawling on the ground appeared in Yang Jingpeng's mind.

"You... something dropped." The voice sounded again.

This time he was obviously closer to Yang Jingpeng than before.

"Is this person going to give me the things I dropped?" Yang Jingpeng guessed wildly in his mind.

In the next second, his ankle suddenly tightened, and an abnormally cold and wet hand grabbed him.

Yang Jingpeng was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head to look, but at this moment, a pair of hands stretched out from in front of him to stabilize his shoulders, and at the same time said in a voice: "Don't lower your head, don't worry about the things behind, keep walking, leave here and go outside."

Seeing someone coming, Yang Jingpeng's heart suddenly stabilized. He glanced at the strange young man in front of him. He suspected that the other party was also a participant, but he looked very experienced, at least more experienced than his unreliable sister.

According to the young man's instructions, although he felt that the hand on his ankle was holding him, Yang Jingpeng no longer looked down, but passed by the young man, strode out, walked out of this corridor, and came to the mourning hall A sunny place outside.

After walking outside, Yang Jingpeng quickly felt that the coldness on his ankles was disappearing, but he still didn't lower his head to check.

After about ten seconds, the abnormal feeling completely disappeared.

Yang Jingpeng let out a heavy breath, and when he looked up, he found that his sister was sitting there just now holding the straight mobile phone, her face was pale, and her body was trembling slightly.

Lifting the hairpin in Yang's hand, Yang Jingpeng quickly approached and said to Yang Huiqing in a low voice: "Sister, I got the hairpin, and I just met a... you, what's going on here?"

At this time, he found that Yang Huiqing didn't seem to hear his words, but looked nervously into the mourning hall, and almost threw away the mobile phone in his hand.

"Sister, what happened?" Yang Jingpeng pushed her shoulder.

Only then did Yang Huiqing come to her senses, with a nervous expression, she said in a voice that was about to cry: "Just now... I got through the phone just now..."

It turned out that after Yang Jingpeng entered the bathroom, Yang Huiqing began to study this old-fashioned mobile phone.

Although the mobile phone can be used normally, there are neither text messages nor call records on it, nor some weird apps that can be used, so she researched it, but did not come up with any results.

At this moment, Yang Huiqing suddenly heard two people talking next to her, and the voice just came, one of them said a series of phone numbers at this moment, and the numbers came to her ears very clearly.

Yang Huiqing thought that this might be a hint in the strange talk, and she had to grasp it accurately, so she immediately wrote down the number.

The two people who were talking didn't know that the number had been overheard by the person next to them, and they were still talking while sighing.

After thinking about it, Yang Huiqing dialed the number just memorized with his back turned to the two, put the handset to his ear and listened, and after a while, there was a signal feedback and he got through to the number.

But it rang for a long time, and no one answered.

Yang Huiqing didn't hang up, as long as the phone didn't disconnect by itself, she would let it keep ringing.

Just after having this thought, the phone was connected.

"Hello." A voice sounded, it sounded like the environment on the other side of the phone seemed to be very empty, and there was a faint echo.

After the call was connected, Yang Huiqing didn't know what to say for a while, so she asked abruptly, "Who are you?"

Before there was an answer on the phone, she heard the voices of the two people next to her come again, and one of them said: "The phone number just now belonged to the deceased, delete it after you find it, I have already deleted it, otherwise it will stay in the phone number." It always feels weird on the phone."

These words made Yang Huiqing feel like falling into an ice cave instantly, from head to toe cold, and even forget to breathe.

Before the other side answered her question, she was so frightened that she immediately hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)