Night, once more.

I was tossing and turning in bed, and a few hours earlier, Shen Ke contacted me again, and he told me that he had found the owner and designer of the building.

But after looking at the data, I was even more confused.

Its owner is a Japanese overseas Chinese named Lu Ping, who returned to China 17 years ago when the political situation was relatively stable, and invested in a large number of projects in his hometown, which is this town.

Judging from the data, Lu Ping had the foresight to point out that his hometown, which had no resources, had to take the road of tourism development to survive, and he seemed to have persuaded the mayor at that time.

During that time, many urban buildings such as hotels, shopping malls, and ornamental clock towers in this town came into being.

Seven years ago, he designed and built the building, originally planned to be built into a star-rated hotel, but for some reason it was eventually converted into a residential building, Lu Ping was the first person to move into the building, but he died three days later.

The cause of death was suicide. He inexplicably jumped off the balcony on the fifth floor, and no one knew what it was for......

It seems that the incident is getting more and more confusing, and I wondered, did the returned overseas Chinese really commit suicide? Why is the hotel being converted into an apartment? Is it because of a paranormal event?

There was also the bell tower on the other side of the building, and I finally found one thing in common, which was that it was the work of the same person. But what does that mean? However, Lu Ping was the first person to die in that building, so there is no doubt about it.

That Lu Ping, he graduated from the Department of Architecture...... Suddenly, a question flashed into my mind, and I stood up in surprise. There is usually an unwritten rule in the Japanese architectural world that there will be no room 4 in the dormitory and dormitory, because the Japanese consider that number to be very unlucky, so it is very likely that when he built a hotel, he would not make room 4 because of the influence of habit. But I remember that the room I went to with Zhang Lu this afternoon, the house number was obviously No. 4 on the fourth floor.

Strange, really weird! It is necessary to look again.

I couldn't resist my curiosity and walked to Zhang Lu's room and knocked lightly on the door. The door was unlocked, so I crept inside. The guy was dreaming of Zhou Gong in a very bad sleeping position, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

I sighed, gently covered her with a blanket, and walked out again.

It seemed that I couldn't expect her to go with me, so I straightened up my clothes and pants alone and walked towards Da Nan Road.

It was already late at night, and when I looked at my watch, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. There were no pedestrians on the streets, the street lights were off, and it was a bit cold. I tightened my coat and quickened my pace, stopping as I passed the bell tower, and I looked up at it carefully, it was worn and old, and there was nothing strange about it. I shook my head and continued on my way disappointed.

At last I arrived at the building again, and in the night, it stood in front of me with its teeth and claws, like a great demon. I walked into the iron gate that opened at some point, and came to the courtyard downstairs, and I couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in my heart, I really shouldn't have come alone, here at midnight, it looks terrible!

With courage, I slowly entered the building and climbed to the first floor.

The house number hanging method here is really strange enough, the staircase is in the middle of the floor, and the house is divided into left and right sides, and the general house is counted as the first number from the leftmost one, but here it is the opposite, and the leftmost side of the stairs is counted as the last room. I looked up casually at the first room on the right of the stairs (the only room with a view of the clock tower), the first floor number three, and the first floor number five on the left.

Sky! There is no number four! I almost jumped up in astonishment, and hurriedly ran around the floor. That's right, there's no room number four here. But what is the fourth floor room No. 4 that Zhang Lu and I entered this afternoon? I guess that's the first room on the right!

I hurriedly ran up to the fourth floor, the layout here was the same as every floor, and I looked up at the place where there was originally room No. 4 on the fourth floor, but the house number was No. 3 on the fourth floor!

Make no mistake! I was surprised and inexplicably stretched out my hand to pull the house number off, only to find that it was actually welded to the wall, and it was impossible to take it off.

That is to say, I thought with chills all over my body, that is, no one could change the house number, and No. 4 on the fourth floor, that is an extra room and there is no need!

I shuddered, but I still didn't believe it, and pushed the door open and walked in.

In the room, the dust on the floor was stirred up, and the footprints were streaked, apparently someone had only come in not long ago. I carefully distinguished, there are at least six people who have been in and out of here recently, and the footprints of four people are even new, it seems that they are Zhang Lu, Mi Jingyun, Yang Shanshan and Huang Juan last night.

The head began to mess up, and when he came with Zhang Lu in the afternoon, there was obviously no trace in this room, and there were layers of dust, as if no one had used it for several years. I was ruthless and walked quickly to the place where Zhang Lu and Mi Jingyun had peeled apples, and sure enough! Everything that Zhang Lu had described was still quietly there.

A room separated by cardboard, a mirror, a burned-out candle, a fruit knife that fell on the floor, and a broken apple.

I picked up the apple, and the flesh was already yellow, and it was from yesterday. What the hell is going on? The same place, seen during the day and at night, is so different, so weird?!

I walked to Mi Jingyun's side, her apple had already been cut in half, but the flesh had already fallen into a blur, and it seemed that it was really used to smash the mouse in a panic. Her chair also fell to the ground, and she must have been so frightened by something that she ran out of her place without caring about anything.

So is it because she saw something in the mirror? I frowned in thought.

Thinking of her bold and hateful personality, what did she see that made her so sincerely frightened and panicked?

I couldn't help but suddenly remember that this morning, Mi Jingyun and Zhang Lu teamed up to lie to me, and I began to feel uncomfortable. Zhang Lu's reason for lying is still obvious, it can be seen that she doesn't want me to let me know that the game is for me, and that guy's character is like that!

But what about Mi Jingyun? What reason does she have? Could it be that there is something else going on, or is there something going on here that I must not let me know?!

I let out a long sigh, and I couldn't understand Mi Jingyun anymore. Her clever brain seemed to be planning something all the time, but I could never have guessed it.

That kind of woman, alas, is terrible enough!

But it turned out that there was no room number four, and I casually put the upright mirror on the table.

I remember the first time I came to this building, Wang Feng had disappeared, Shen Ke and I searched all over the building, but we couldn't find her figure, and then I thought of a way to track the footprints, but I was a little suspicious, Wang Feng's route was really simple, just wandered in front of the third on the fifth floor for a long time, walked in to the window, and then went downstairs.

Strange is strange here, since her route is so simple, then why can't the four of us find her? It stands to reason that this is absolutely impossible? Could it be that there is room number four on every floor of this place, and she has accidentally broken in? Well, it's very possible! I nodded and prepared to leave, when the bell tower not far away rang slowly, loud and screeching with the screeching sound of metal crashing.

The bell struck twelve times! I was taken aback and cursed secretly, what a broken bell tower, it's almost two o'clock in the morning, and it's going to be twelve o'clock, this kind of rotten thing should have been demolished a long time ago, I really don't know what the current mayor is doing, let it go, let it sleep in the night!

Turning my head, I was stunned. Make no mistake! The apples on the ground were decreasing, as if something was eating it bite by bite, but there was nothing around!

I struggled to close my eyes, and when I opened them again, everything was back to the way it was. Tapping my head hard, I squatted down and looked at the apple carefully, strange, it was still the same as it was, and nothing was missing!

Are you dazzled?! Feeling chills all over my body, I shivered a little and walked quickly out of the building.

Mi Jingyun must have seen something here yesterday. But what exactly? I really want to know.

Tomorrow, it seems that we should go to her house.