Aoba Office

Chapter 276 Uninvited Guest

It took the woman some time to get up from the ground. This time she remembered to close the door. After closing the door, she turned on the light. Then she walked into the bedroom, bumped into the coffee table, fell to the ground, got up, took two more steps, and suddenly vomited.

The woman knelt on the ground and vomited in a puddle.

She tilted her body to the side and lay on the floor. After resting for a while, she frowned in disgust and turned over. Her high heels stepped on the vomit on the ground and slipped.

The woman groaned in pain, clutched her stomach, and looked confusedly at the light above her head.

"Ugh!" She puffed up her cheeks, closed her mouth tightly, managed to get up from the ground, and ran to the toilet.

"Ugh——! Ugh! Huh...wuwu...huh...uh!"

The woman was so uncomfortable that she started to cry. It took a long time to finish vomiting. She stood up holding the toilet and flushed the toilet. After she stood up straight, her center of gravity became unstable again. She fell back and leaned against the wall behind her. She knocked on the wall with one hand. On the washing machine.

When I saw her standing like that, my heart skipped a beat.

There was drool at the corner of her mouth, with a hint of red in the saliva.

I'm not sure if she went out to eat something and brought it out when she vomited it up, or...

The woman opened her mouth, pressed her stomach firmly, and felt nauseated again, but all she vomited out was jaundice water.

As I watched, I suddenly understood how this woman died.

She was huddled next to the washing machine. She was dressed decently and luxuriously, but she looked miserable. Her breathing became rapid and she whimpered in pain.

I looked miserable, but couldn't think of how to help.

Tears fell from the corners of the woman's eyes, and the lights in the living room illuminated her face, making her body huddled in the darkness of the toilet look particularly weak.

I floated out and went to the next door, but all I saw was pitch black. I couldn't even reach the bedroom, and my body couldn't move forward any further. I wanted to make some noise, but I couldn't touch the dead things. I changed direction and floated upwards, passing through the ceiling and reaching the fifth floor, but I could only stop in the living room. I could see a middle-aged couple in the bedroom, but couldn't do anything. When we went down to the third floor, there were people sitting in the living room. I was so happy that I shouted a few times and tried to touch the other person, but he seemed like a lonely ghost that could not be discovered and could not do anything at all.

Suddenly I heard the sound of water.

The sound of water rushing filled my ears.

Turning around, I saw the toilet and kitchen cupboard doors opened, bursting water pipes spewing sewage out.

I was stunned.

People watching TV in the living room screamed, and after screaming, they complained angrily.

"How did you repair that property? It exploded again!"

I shuddered.

This scene looks so familiar.

I hurried back upstairs and saw darkness.

In the darkness, inside the toilet, on a section of empty wall between the washing machine and the door, the figure of the standing woman was eerily clear.

She stared straight ahead, her expression dull. She still had makeup on her face, and she was still wearing the tight dress, fish-mouth high heels, and a complete set of rose gold jewelry.

The sewage in the room reached her ankles. On the turbid water, there was a slanted reflection of her feet, partially overlapping with her own, which looked quite strange.

I looked closely and found that the reflection in the water was changing.

No, it should be said that it is forming.

Starting from that section of the calf, it spreads upward, with knees, skirts, and then the hips and waist.

The toilet blocked the rest of the reflection.

The woman's hands hung at her sides, and strangely, the bracelet with a diamond-encrusted rose was missing from her wrist.

I saw that the reflection was no longer formed, and the woman who must have been dead for fourteen years showed no reaction. Driven by curiosity, she walked around the room.

The furnishings of the room are different from those in 2008. In the bedroom, the woman's dressing table is still there, but the jewelry box and the dazzling array of cosmetics on the dressing table are gone. The bed was replaced with a new one, the cabinet is old, and the computer is still the same as before. The bedroom next door was converted into a study room and is still a study room now, with basically no changes. The living room has undergone major changes. The TV has been replaced with a larger LCD TV, the sofa has been changed from leather sofa to mahogany furniture, and the coffee table has also been replaced with mahogany. The biggest changes should be in the kitchen and toilet. Women probably didn't cook much when they were alive. The kitchen was as clean as new. But now there are a lot of things in it, it's a little messy, and it's not that neat and clean. The cabinet in the bathroom originally contained many skin care products for women, but now they are gone. There are razors but no facial cleanser. The facial cream is a domestic supermarket product. There are two sets of toothbrush cups.

Considering the contemporary large flower quilt cover and the dust cover covering the TV, I estimate that the new residents here are a middle-aged and elderly couple.

I just don’t know what the relationship is between that couple and this woman.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard someone's voice outside the door.

"I said, this is not good..."

"What's wrong? Are you willing to accept that our news has been robbed?"

A man and a woman, they sounded familiar.

"But the leader..."

"I know, you can't report the shady case of the demolition office. I'm not stupid, I know what the leader means." The female voice muttered, "Besides, that property management company is already a coward, who should I interview?"

This is the first time I heard this news.

Wait a minute, wait a minute!

What time is it now?

Is... now? Is it now in reality?

My scalp was numb, and I was extremely panicked about what was going to happen next.

I suddenly felt something. When I turned my head, I saw that the woman standing there turned her head! She turned her head inch by inch and looked at the toilet door.

"...This is it. I finally found out that they filmed this place that day."

The sound came to the door.

"are you sure?"

"Sure. I told you, I heard about it."

"No, I'm talking about the entry point you mentioned before..."

"I asked a senior who was doing legal journalism for help and asked a police officer he knew to take a look. The hole was recessed inward and the fracture was very smooth. It was definitely man-made! Why did every water pipe in the community burst? It's man-made, and we want to extort money. Hehe, we are going to the government this time, so we will definitely broadcast it."

"Then you think of a way to open the door. Finish it quickly."

"Don't worry. I have practiced at home. This kind of lock is easy to pick open. This is what people often use secretly..."

I couldn't help but feel ashamed when I heard it, and when I saw that woman's face becoming energetic, my heart tightened.

Click!

"As expected of a professional tool, it's so easy!"

No, that's not the reason!

Squeak - squeak...

The door opened and water flowed inside.

A ray of light came in.

I looked sideways and saw the light from the camera and two figures, one tall and one short, at the door.

"The toilet should be over here."

Click, click, click...