god of reasoning

Chapter 78 "Ghost Building" ([-])

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening when I stepped off the express train from city S to city N.The night in early spring was still very cold, and a gust of wind rushed towards me. I wrapped my clothes tightly and walked out of the platform.

I am a writer, and I usually make a living by writing mystery novels for some magazines in exchange for royalties.This time I came to N City to participate in an award ceremony for an online novel competition. A friend promised me to pick me up at the station, but an hour ago, he called me to tell me that I couldn’t come due to something, and asked me to take a taxi to his house.I took out the slip of paper with the address of my friend's house out of my pocket, and got into a taxi by the side of the road.

"Where are you going?" Because it was the Olympic year, the driver greeted me in a very polite tone.

"Here..." I said while passing the slip of paper in my hand.The driver glanced at the address above and started the car.

I asked the driver about how long it would take to arrive, and the other party answered me about 45 minutes.The nearly ten-hour train ride made me feel very tired, so I leaned back on my seat and planned to take a nap.

"Excuse me, is this your first time in N City?" I just closed my eyes when the driver's voice drifted into my ears. I opened my eyes and found that the driver was still looking ahead, but his mouth was moving slightly. "Are you here for fun or on a business trip?"

It seems that taxi drivers all over the world are equally talkative. Obviously, he didn't intend to spend the short 40-minute journey so dull, and started to chat with me.

I briefly identified myself and explained the purpose of my visit. When the other party heard that I was a famous writer, he immediately regained his spirits.So began to transfer the topic to literature.

Taxi drivers are veritable miscellaneous, no matter what kind of passengers they carry, they can always find common topics.He talked about Jin Yong and Haiyan from the Three Kingdoms, just like a literary youth.Because I was interrupted by him, I started chatting with him too.

When he heard that I was a writer who specialized in mystery and suspense novels, he seemed to be taken aback for a while, but he quickly realized, and then whispered to me mysteriously: "A very strange thing happened around me, you want to hear about it?" ?"

Hearing the other party’s words lifted my spirits. Taxi drivers have the most abundant sources of information. They carry so many passengers every day, and they can always hear a lot of strange things. I have also written several novels in the past about talking to taxis. I finished it after the inspiration I got while chatting with the driver.So I sat upright and began to listen carefully to the other party's narrative.

"The most buzzing news in our city some time ago was the 'ghost building incident'." The other party said slowly, still looking ahead.

"I've also seen this incident on the Internet. I heard that a building was haunted and the residents moved out, right?" I interjected.

"Well, that's the matter, but the reports in the newspapers and the Internet are not accurate. No one knows the details of this matter better than me..." Speaking of this, the driver turned his head and gave me a slight smile. The golden teeth on my face glowed with a slight cold light, which made me shiver.Quickly, turning his head back to the front, he continued, "I used to live in that building. I was one of the first to notice it was haunted."

For the next half an hour, I didn't speak, and I kept listening to the driver's story about the "ghost building" incident:

It was an 8-storey residential building on the side of a busy road, with three families on each floor.The driver's name is Dagang, and his family lives on the 7th floor of that building. One night two months ago, when he had just finished his day shift, he was sleeping at home when he suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking upstairs, followed by crying.It's so late, who is crying?He heard the sound coming from upstairs, but he remembered that it was an empty room and no one lived there.He thought he might have heard it wrong, and was about to continue to sleep, when the crying sound came again, it was a woman's voice, and the sound became louder and louder.Now he couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and walked out of the room.As soon as he opened the door, he found that the neighbor next door was also poking his head out to look around. They looked at each other and felt very strange. At this time, the crying sounded again, so he and the neighbor went up the stairs to the 2th floor.In front of the door where the sound came from, the other two residents on the 8th floor were already standing outside the door. Everyone looked at each other, and then began to knock on the door of the room where the crying sound came from.

After knocking on the door, the crying stopped suddenly, but after waiting for a long time, no one responded or came to open the door.So everyone knocked on the door a few more times, but there was still no movement.At this time, Dagang put his eyes close to the door mirror and peeked in. This is a door mirror installed uniformly in residential buildings. The quality is not good. Although he looks in from the outside, he can vaguely see the inside.Through the door mirror, he saw a vague figure walking in the room, no, to be precise, it should be floating.Seeing this, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. The people around him saw that his face was pale, and they didn't know what happened, so they all looked into the room through the door mirror one by one. The result was the same. Everyone saw the floating figure. , and also wearing a red dress.

This room has been empty and unoccupied. How could there be a woman crying suddenly?And it's still a woman in red, isn't it?Isn't that human?Thinking of this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, each other's faces were pale, and they didn't say a word.At this time, suddenly, the crying sounded again, and the volume was louder than before. The sound exploded among several people like thunder, and everyone ran back to their respective rooms with an 'ah'.

(End of this chapter)