No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

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The smile on Su Che's face remained undiminished, the watermelon knife in his hand gleamed coldly, and his somewhat nervous exaggerated performance even gave the middle-aged woman the illusion of facing a perverted murderer.

Where has she seen such a battle before, before the countdown is over, she tells all she knows like pouring beans into a bamboo tube:

"I... I... All I know is that the building is haunted, and that ghost is probably in room 503, because the boss has been keeping us from opening that room, and... every few months, The boss will call me to receive a person to live in room 503, most of them are young and strong young people in their twenties, but without exception, none of them have ever come out of that room...I know this No, I don't want to do this either, but the boss gave too much money..."

"What's the matter with those people from Xuanlong Media?" The anger in Su Che's eyes flashed away, and he continued to ask.

"Those people from Xuanlong Media heard the rumors that our hotel is haunted. They planned to live broadcast here tonight. The leader gave me 503 yuan as a bonus. I thought that as long as I didn't enter [-], I would be fine. Just let them in."

"Then I'll give you two hundred inquiries, why didn't you tell me?" Su Che looked at the middle-aged woman with dangerous eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, the middle-aged woman said in a low voice: "Dragon Media gave me five thousand, and your two hundred is too little... I want to make more points, but if you don't think about it, just don't ask." It's..."

"???" Su Che.

When the middle-aged woman said this, Su Che almost laughed angrily.

The voice-activated light sounded, and footsteps came from the aisle on the sixth floor of the Helong Hotel. Su Che pushed the middle-aged woman into the room and took out a bundle of climbing ropes from her backpack. The middle-aged woman shook her head frantically in fear, "No, no Kill me, I don't know anything, I won't tell this matter..."

Tie the middle-aged woman firmly to the chair, and Su Che hid the watermelon knife behind her back again, "In a society ruled by law, murder is illegal! I just ask you where is the key card of 503? You are here tonight honestly." Stay, the waiter will find you here tomorrow morning when the room rounds, and someone will ask you what happened, I think you should know how to answer."

The middle-aged woman nodded frantically, "The room card for 503 is in the lockbox at the front desk, and the key is hidden under the floor tiles of the seats at the front desk. The password for the lockbox is 071829."

"I've told you everything I know, don't kill me, don't do it, murder is against the law..."

"You also know that murder is illegal now? What about those people you put in room 503? Why didn't you know that murder was illegal at that time? Oh, no, you are at most an accessory, and that Boss Li is the culprit. If you don’t want others to know, unless you do nothing yourself, what awaits you will be a just trial!”

Su Che's eyes flashed with anger, facing the middle-aged woman's greed, he was outraged.

Sometimes, there seems to be no difference between humans and ghosts.

Squeezing out all the valuable information, Su Che left room 603 with his backpack and toolbox, and slammed the door, leaving only the sound of the middle-aged woman's desperate struggle echoing in 603.

Middle-aged women can only be regarded as wage earners blinded by greed. All the secrets of this building are hidden in Room 503 downstairs.

And the owner of the Helong Hotel, Li Rusong who never appeared before, Boss Li...

The truth about the Helong Hotel is like a tangled mess. Whenever Su Che finds a little clue, it will be covered up by a new problem. There are many thoughts, but there is not much value.

Touching his chin, Su Che murmured, "The young men who go in every few months, the abnormal shouting and struggling, and the complaints from the guests, I always feel like I've seen this plot before... You also said that this hotel is legitimate and does not engage in general health care?"

Looking out through the window, night has come, and the outline of the shanty town is hidden under the dark night, like a big mouth that chooses people to eat, and wants to swallow the strangers who trespass here without permission.

The hot and humid air in Jiangcheng City in summer is still there, but the coolness behind Su Che's back is still undiminished, and he is dripping with cold sweat.

When it was around seven o'clock, Su Che's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

Picking it up to look, only to find that it was a text message from Li Suxue:

"That bus is still parked downstairs. There are a lot of dirty things staring at my balcony. I'm so scared...Doctor Su, can you come here?"

Su Che looked at the subdued ghost, and gave it a look at the content of the text message. The subdued ghost looked thoughtful, "Something is wrong."

"Do you still need to tell me? Didn't you say that bus No. 714 departs from Jiangdu Garden Station every night after midnight?" Su Che took back his phone.

The ghost in uniform had a bitter face, "Yeah, I calculated the time correctly, and it does not leave until the early morning every night! Could it be that the 714 bus that the person caught by it saw didn't depart from Jiangdu Garden Station after the early morning?" the car?"

"So, being entangled in the 714 bus is like being cursed?" Su Che frowned, and entered this line of words on the memo on the phone.

Afterwards, Su Che texted Li Suxue back:

"Hide in the room! Don't go anywhere! No matter who knocks on the door, don't open it. I will come over as soon as possible!"

After replying to the text message, Su Che squeezed the center of his eyebrows, and said to the subdued ghost: "It seems that we are busy tonight, and we have to get that ghost out of the Helong Hotel as soon as possible!"

The subdued ghost nodded solemnly.

At the same time, in Room 501 of the Helong Hotel, Long Wenhua raised his phone holder and started the live broadcast:

Hello everyone, welcome to the Approach Science Live Broadcast Room, I am Brother Long!

Now I have come to the Helong Hotel near the train station in Jiangcheng City. Some people say that a bizarre murder occurred here many years ago, and a couple died one after another.Some people also said that when staying here, the faucet seeped blood, and the black hair was tangled, making people creepy.There are also people who have personally seen a female ghost dressed in red with a mutilated face here, and after escaping from death, they made what they saw and heard known to the public.

Behind the increasingly bizarre and frightening urban legends about the Helong Hotel, there are hidden stories that are unknown. Brother Long will take you closer to science tonight!

Uncover the ghost story of Helong Hotel in Jiangcheng City!

Chapter 13 Helong Hotel 503

"Sand Sculpture Anchor, haven't you been hammered enough for fakes last time?"

"Lu Benwei is amazing!"

"Auntie, pour Brother Long a cup of cappuccino."

"Spicy chicken anchor, report it, everyone is responsible for purifying the network environment!"

"The Helong Hotel in Jiangcheng? The owner of the dog that my aunt's neighbor's third brother's child met in Jiangcheng seems to have mentioned this hotel. It's really demons dancing, ghosts walking at night, so terrifying Ah! (5 cents for this message, delete the content in brackets before posting)”

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Not long after Long Wenhua started the live broadcast, the swarming audience saw the familiar faces, and immediately started to spray, frantically brushing up the barrage.

As the first brother of the Tanling live broadcast under Xuanlong Media, Long Wenhua once had a large number of fans, his career was booming, and his mouth was full of bad money.

However, it is a pity that an accident happened in a live broadcast of Tanling not long ago. The drag ghost he invited accidentally touched the mechanism, which made the whole live broadcast scene jumpy.

As a matter of course, Long Ge's live broadcast of probing spirits was exposed, and the viewers in the live broadcast room who felt that they were deceived instantly turned into irritable old brothers, and almost gave Long Ge's ashes away.

Facing the audience in the live broadcast room, Long Wenhua wiped off the sweat that did not exist on his forehead. As if he hadn't seen the audience's abuse in the live broadcast room, he solemnly began to recite the story template he had memorized:

Helong Hotel is located in the shed reform area near Jiangcheng Railway Station!If any of the viewers in the live broadcast room lived in Jiangcheng, they should have heard the rumors that the Helong Hotel is haunted.

It was a night five years ago, a newlyweds checked into this hotel on their way to honeymoon trip, no one knew what happened in this hotel that night.

Early the next morning, the groom left the hotel with a solemn expression, but the young bride did not show up. Since then, rumors of ghosts in the Helong Hotel have spread.

The tragic cry of a woman after midnight, the hair of a woman coming out of the faucet, and the sound of sharp nails scratching the wallpaper in the middle of the night...

These extraordinary and strange incidents have become a lingering nightmare for travelers who have stayed at the Helong Hotel.

Speaking of this, Long Wenhua was completely immersed in the spiritual atmosphere he created, with a nervous expression on his face, as if there was a lingering fear hidden.

The effect was quite realistic, whether the audience believed it or not, he believed it anyway.

"There are ghosts here, there are ghosts here!" Long Wenhua kept hypnotizing himself.

At this moment, a barrage suddenly crossed the screen of the phone.

"Brother Long, look, there is a woman's head under the bed staring at you!"

Having learned the lesson from the failure of the last live broadcast, Long Wenhua did not let Xuanlong Media's staff follow him this time, but manipulated the props hidden in this room by remote control in the adjacent room.

Long Wenhua thought that the opportunity had finally come, he pretended not to believe it, and turned his head slowly, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

The prop head that he put under the bed with his own hands half an hour ago came into view as expected, and Long Wenhua suddenly yelled, "Damn it, there really is a ghost!"

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't know why, and thought that Long Wenhua had really seen a ghost, and immediately the barrage flooded in like a tide.

"I just said, there is no one who doesn't get his shoes wet when he often walks by the river. Brother Long pretends to be a ghost all day long, and he finally met the real one. Let's offer incense in advance, Amen!"

"Do you want to call the police for Brother Long?"

"Give me a hammer. If you close your eyes, you will know that it is a prop made by my grandson Long. Haven't you had enough of his deception?"

The viewer apparently discovered the truth.

The appearance of the head of the prop made the popularity in the live broadcast room soar. Looking at the rising data, Long Wenhua secretly rejoiced, "Unexpectedly, the master is back again! The first brother Lingyi is talking about me, I am really a genius, this All kinds of routines have been thought of by me!"

Long Wenhua's pale face flipped up and down on the live broadcast screen. He ran out of the room because of the prop's head. The corridors on the fifth floor of the hotel were covered with red carpets, and the voice-activated lights lit up one after another. Quiet, only Long Wenhua's heavy breathing was left.

The camera kept shaking, and the deliberately created horror atmosphere filled the live broadcast room. Stepping on the carpet, Long Wenhua walked to room 502. He turned the doorknob, stepped into room 502, squatted on the ground, and pressed his body against the door.

Room 502 was pitch black, and on the table not far away, something was flashing a red signal light, and there was a clicking sound as if an old tape recorder was reading a tape.

Turn on the flash of the phone, and the female ghost pattern drawn with fluorescent powder in advance suddenly flashes, "I died so badly, give me my life back, my life back..."

In the old tape, the hoarse female voice is as sharp and piercing as sand and stones.

Long Wenhua's acting skills had almost reached their peak at this time. In the live broadcast room, he covered his mouth nervously, hid in a corner, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank violently, as if he had really seen something terrifying Same.

The audience in the live broadcast room exploded instantly when they saw the ghost image reflected by the fluorescent light and Long Wenhua's fear expression.

"My day, Brother Long has really met a ghost. It doesn't look like a joke. Brothers in Jiangcheng should call the police?"

"Yeah, it doesn't look like a fake. Is there any brother from Jiangcheng who can tell the story of the Helong Hotel?"

"I live in Jiangcheng, and I have never heard of Helong Hotel! The recent mass suicide case in Anzhen Hospital in Jiangcheng is no more terrifying than Helong Hotel? I think Brother Long is performing performance art, just wait! Brother Long If you mess around every day, you will encounter a real ghost sooner or later!"

"Eat jujube pills +1"

The live broadcast room was unprecedentedly lively, and Long Wenhua obviously would not let go of such a good opportunity to increase his popularity. The staff of Xuanlong Media arranged at least four similar rooms on the fifth floor of the Helong Hotel.

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, I promise I didn't arrange it in advance. The Helong Hotel is really haunted. That female ghost is after me!"

Slipping out of room 502, Long Wenhua continued to look for the next prop room.

Turning a corridor at a ninety-degree angle, a pitch-black door appeared in Long Wenhua's eyes.

503!

For some reason, when the room number plate of 503 appeared in Long Wenhua's eyes, his attention was completely occupied by this room number plate, and an inexplicable impulse suddenly emerged in his heart.

He wants to open the door.

As if lured by the devil, all his movements stopped, and he stood motionless outside room 503, holding up the mobile phone used for live broadcasting.

"Hiss, have you noticed that when you saw room 503, there was a cool air blowing from behind..."

"Cool air blowing from behind? Turn off the air conditioner and see if there is still no cool air. It's so rare!"

"Don't tell me, this door is really weird. The poor monk is practicing in Xitian Dadianyin Temple. I stayed up late last night to browse the review site and came across a supernatural video. The smell is similar to this door! Speaking of which, this anchor It's so hot, it's not as fierce as the protagonist in the supernatural video, it directly smashed the ghost!"

"Fuck off, is it interesting to pretend to be a monk? I also watched that supernatural video, which crushed Brother Long into scum, okay, but today that video seems to have been taken down by the entire Internet. Does anyone know where the original video was uploaded? "

The discussion in the live broadcast room was in full swing, but Long Wenhua realized something, he suddenly struggled violently, and shouted with the last of his strength: "Brothers, save me, I really encountered a ghost, call the police, brothers in Jiangcheng Call the police!"

The door of 503's room was quietly opened a crack, and the body stretched out his right hand uncontrollably and put it on the doorknob. A chill was transmitted from the doorknob to Long Wenhua's hand.

cold!