"There is a death on the 13th floor. What does it have to do with the fact that the elevator is always parked on the 13th floor? Why does this tenant strengthen the door?"

"The logic of extinction is to choose random numbers. I understand... the first weird talk is on the fifth level!"

When Bai Wu entered the apartment building, he noticed that the elevator was parked on the fifth floor.

In the tenant's memo, we can see that the elevator had been parked on the 13th floor before, but people died on the 13th floor.

After the death, the tenant pressed the elevator back to the first floor, and the next day the elevator was also on the first floor. The tenant thought the elevator had returned to normal.

In fact... the truth is that the elevator last time chose to park on the thirteenth floor, but this time it chose to park on the first floor.

"The tenant obviously realized this later! So he began to strengthen his door! So the logic of extinction was to choose random numbers. This sentence was telling me... The first strange thing about the number of layers that automatically stayed when the elevator was out of the house, so now it is on the fifth floor!"

Bai Wu was not wrong. The number of floors that the elevator automatically stayed when there was no one in the house is the location of one of the six strange stories.

But he didn't hear any sound and could not sense the other person.

"If it was only on the fifth level, I would definitely not be able to sense it. It seems that it should appear at a specific time, and my eyes suggest that several strange stories are related."

Bai Wu calmed down, and most of the strange things happened at night.

So he did not choose an elevator. He decided to walk the fourteenth floor.

The staircase on the first floor is right at the corner, and the entire apartment has a shared laundry room with coin-operated washing machine.

Out of curiosity, Bai Wu went in and took a look, and there was a notice posted on the wall of the laundry room.

"My little daughter is lost. If you see her, please be sure to contact me."

There is also a photo of this little daughter on the notice. She looks like she is about seven or eight years old.

[The people in the Security Department received a call from the police, but they retrieved the surveillance camera and found that their little daughter had not walked out of the apartment at all. Of course, a person would not disappear for no reason. But no matter how they looked, they could not find the little girl.

There are human traffickers hidden in the apartment? There is no doubt that yes, but how do they hide people? You have to think about it carefully, after all, you have already come into contact with it.]

The cold ghost energy seemed to become rich in an instant, and the white mist was a little stunned:

"I have been exposed to three weird stories so far. It should be, weird TV sets, weird text messages, and weird elevators."

"The little girl in this missing person notice disappeared, but the person was not found. There were human traffickers living in the apartment. So how did the human trafficker hide an eight-year-old girl?"

Bai Wu did not reveal the missing person notice. On the black and white missing person notice, the photo was like a portrait of a dead person.

The little girl's eyes stared at the white mist.

Bai Wu, who had no fear, would not feel that all this was so cunning, and he continued to walk upstairs.

The second and first floors of the apartment are a structure.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon at this time.

Bai Wu used the notes given by her eyes to browse the rooms quickly, and finally found some information on 2-9.

[People always say to something, if you believe, you have it, if you don’t believe, you don’t. But in fact, if you believe, you have it, and once it becomes true, no matter whether you choose not to believe it or not, it will not be gone.]

This is undoubtedly another riddle, but it seems to be explaining some kind of rule.

Only in the room 2-9, the notes on the eyes changed and this riddle was given, so Bai Wu decided to go in and take a look.

This is a studio.

It is a midnight radio station where you can tinker with some unpopular channels at home. If you adjust to some very biased radio channels, you can hear this tenant from seven hundred years ago and tell some ghost stories.

It is considered to give some comfort to some drivers who run late at night or some listeners who like supernatural things.

There were many tapes in the room, most of which were white, but Bai Wu noticed that the tape next to the radio was red.

Gamers will record their programs into tapes and collect them.

[You saw a red tape, a radio placed in front of you that seemed to be waiting for you to turn on. What bad thoughts can a small radio have? I mean, it really has no bad thoughts, you might as well listen.]

Baiwu put the tape into the radio and pressed the play button.

It is no surprise that this thing can still work normally after seven hundred years, like a deliberate guide.

The radio sound was a little hoarse. After several times, I heard the voice of a middle-aged man. The man deliberately lowered his voice, making his tone look a little gloomy.

"Welcome to listen to this episode of "Dark is by My Side". I am the host Zhao Cuican. Before telling the story today, I would like to ask everyone to do me a favor.

My sister was lost, right in this apartment, I was worried about her. She was only eleven years old. I suspected that there were traffickers in this apartment. I kept telling horrible stories, but I found that the scariest thing was my reality. I was worried about my sister."

The radio heard another squeak, as if suddenly being influenced by some force, and began to rotate quickly.

Bai Wu felt something was wrong, but when he was about to turn off the radio, he found that it was normal again and just jumped for a long time.

"The last story happened to me. Maybe my old audience thinks this sentence is nonsense, but I tell you very seriously that it is indeed something that happened to me.

I had a classmate who I hadn't seen for many years and called me. He told me that he was my fan and wanted to urge me to update the show as soon as possible. I was very surprised.

He is in Denglin, I am in Baichuan, and I can't receive my program there. His words make me feel scared.

He said to me, 'But I've watched you on TV for two days'. I asked him what station it was, and he stammered and refused to say it.
Chapter completed!