Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 877 Dead Head (4000 words)

  Wang Ling observed the jade platform from all directions, then straightened up, pointed at the little baby and said, "Amber."

   "Amber?" Qin Yin frowned, "What do you mean... I get it. Speaking of which, this little baby really seems to be sealed in a jade platform."

   Like the corpse of an ant wrapped in resin, the baby's body was also firmly trapped in the jade platform.

   It's just that he is still breathing, he is still alive.

   "And he can come out," Qin Yin said, "Didn't we see him at the stairs?"

  Qing Ling thought outside, "Really?"

   "Of course it's true," Qin Yin looked at Wen Ling's expression, "Didn't you see it too?"

   Wenling shook his head lightly, stopped talking, and continued to ponder.

   "Mr. Lu..." The manager wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, "What should we do?"

   "What should I do?" Lu Shoucai looked impatient.

   "Do we still want to keep him?" The manager hesitated, but asked, "After all..."

   "Isn't there something wrong?" Lu Shoucai glanced at the "Amber" again, turned around and walked away, "It's a big fuss, let's go, Yiyi is still waiting for me below."

   "But Mr. Lu, last night, the residents on the sixth floor also reported that they heard the sound," the manager hurriedly followed, "It used to be only around the eighth floor, but now it has spread to the sixth floor, I'm worried..."

  Lu Shoucai stopped and asked, "Is it still the same sound as before?"

   "According to their description, it should be similar. They are all in the stairwell." The manager said.

   "No one saw it?"

   "This... should not be."

   "It's enough that no one sees it," Lu Shoucai said, "Let's go."

   "We?" asked Ling.

   "We won't follow," Qin Yin knew what she was asking. "Let them go first. We're here to investigate. The door doesn't seem to be locked anyway, and Lu Jieyi won't go to school until the afternoon."

   The secret door opened silently and closed silently.

   "Okay, we're the only ones left," Qin Yin rolled up his sleeves, "Now I have to use my talents."

   Wen Ling quickly grabbed Qin Yin's hand, "Why?"

   "Check this place," Qin Yin said. "First look at what's hidden under those white cloths, come."

   Qin Yin went to show off his skills. Wen Ling reluctantly looked up at the roof. Sure enough, there were four surveillance cameras at the four corners of the roof.

   There is not a single monitor in the corridor, but there are four here.

   "Yin," Wenling pointed to those shots, "Look."

  Qin Yin also saw the camera, but the movements in his hands didn't stop, "What's the matter? The surveillance can't capture the two of us, don't be afraid."

After   , she raised her hand and lifted the white cloth covering the first table.

   asked Ling to hold his forehead.

   Indeed, I can't see you, but the person on the other side of the monitor can see the white cloth that suddenly flew up, and the suspended...

   Seeing Qin Yin directly lift the things on the table, Wen Ling was so frightened that he immediately held down her hands, "Just look!"

   Qin Yin held a piece of paper.

   "I can't see clearly," Qin Yin pouted, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be just a piece of paper."

   The two of them bent down together and looked at the piece of paper.

   That is no ordinary piece of paper.

  The paper is thick, rough, and slightly yellowish in color.

   "It's like the kind of paper used for drawing, what's it called..." Qin Yin said, reaching out and turning over the blank side of the white paper, "I remember, sketching, like sketching paper."

The other side of    is revealed.

   "Draw!" Wen Ling's eyes lit up.

   On the other side of the paper, there is a messy pencil drawing.

   "This... this shouldn't be a sketch," Qin Yin struggled to identify the content of the painting, "I remember that the sketches are all realistic, so it's obviously... abstract."

   The drawing paper was piled up with black lines in a mess. No matter whether they looked horizontally or vertically, the two could not tell what the body of the lines was.

   "Look at the others," Qin Yin lifted the second piece of white cloth, "Maybe it's a comic strip."

   Beneath the second piece of white cloth is the same piece of paper.

  The two tried to put the two paintings together, but they found that they couldn't connect at all.

   Qin Yin lifted all the white cloths one by one.

   "It's all paintings," the two of them squatted on the ground, playing with the paintings as if they were jigsaw puzzles, "Don't tell me, I've seen this painting too much, it feels like a bit of spiritual pollution..."

  Qin Yin pressed his temple, and Wen Ling was dazzled.

   "No." Asking Ling said.

   "Well," Qin Yin gave up, "put it back, we still have to start with that child."

  Wen Ling, who was arranging the drawing paper, was startled, "Start?"

   Qin Yin stepped forward confidently, bowed and stared at the baby in the jade platform, and reached out and tapped on the surface of the jade platform.

   "Hey, little guy, wake up."

   "Yeah!" The hair on Wenling's head stood up, "No!"

  There were two strange noises on the jade platform.

  The sound was an unusual percussion sound, rather like a drop of water falling on an ice cube, gentle, cold, and with a shallow echo.

   "Don't be afraid, I didn't do any damage," Qin Yin said, "Look, this child didn't react at all, and the quality of sleep was excellent."

  Wen Ling was a little scared, she took Qin Yin's arm back and said, "Let's go."

"Don't worry, I'll look at another place," Qin Yin dragged Wen Ling to the other side of the jade platform, squatted down, and looked at the jade platform from the bottom up, "Look, he's hanging there. , it really seems to be embedded in it, do you say that it is vacuum inside?"

  Wang Ling was forced to keep up with the train of thought, and also thought about it.

   "Anyway, when I knocked it just now, I felt that this thing was solid," Qin Yin touched the surface of the jade platform again, "Since it is solid, then you say, is he breathing inside?"

  Wangling blinked and couldn't figure it out.

   "There is no air or water in it, yet he can actually live," Qin Yin said in her convoluted voice, "He is definitely not a human being, at least not a living human being."

  Qing Ling's mouth opened a little, "Dead?"

   "I think these 80% are the little devils raised by Lu Shoucai." Qin Yin said mysteriously.

   "Small...small..." This is a proper noun that Wenling has never heard of.

   "Raising little ghosts," Qin Yin said, "I heard that many businessmen do this. It is said that raising little ghosts can bring good luck to the owner."

  Wang Ling's eyes were wide open, with a long-experienced expression.

   "I didn't expect that Fatty Lu would actually do this kind of thing in this building, tsk tsk tsk..."

   asked the spirit to point to the baby, "killed?"

   "Killed? No, they wouldn't kill people," Qin Yin said. "If they were killed, how could it be possible to make money for them? That's not a kid, that's a ghost."

   Qin Yin thought he had completed the exploration work, clapped his hands and stood up.

  Wang Ling had not waited to stand up when he heard an ominous sound.

   "Ah!" Qin Yin shouted, "It killed me."

   It turned out that Qin Yin was standing too hard and accidentally bumped his shoulder against the lower edge of the jade platform.

  Wang Ling rubbed Qin Yin's shoulders, and when their attention shifted from Qin Yin's blue shoulders to the jade platform, the two of them exclaimed in unison.

   That jade platform was knocked over by Qin Yin.

   The two made their judgment based on the posture of the baby. Just now, the baby was facing the two of them, but now it is facing the two.

   The posture of the baby does not seem to have changed, but the front, back, left and right sides are all upside down.

   Wenling quickly turned to look at Qin Yin.

   "Don't look at me like that," Qin Yin immediately defended, "You saw it too, this jade platform didn't move at all just now, I didn't bump it."

"real?"

"You actually doubt me," Qin Yin put on a very sad expression, "if I did it, I would definitely admit it! It was this big rock that moved by itself, I suspect it was the child who turned it over. Come on, look... ah!"

   Qin Yin pointed to the jade platform, and the whole person jumped back half a step in fright.

  Qing Ling also followed.

   The child was still curled up in the jade platform, but his eyes were opened.

   Those eyes were black and round, reflecting the appearance of two people.

   "This!..." Wen Ling also took a half step back, "Eye..."

   "Run!"

   Qin Yin grabbed Wen Ling's hand and ran away without saying a word.

   The two had just run a few steps when suddenly, darkness descended.

   "It's over!" Qin Yin turned around and hugged Wen Ling, "Wen Ling, hold on to me!"

   "Um... um!"

  The two hugged tightly, waiting for the next thing together.

   However, the experience of losing the five senses did not reappear. On the contrary, the two of them keenly felt that the ground under their feet suddenly softened, and accompanied by a sticky hysteresis, the two began to sink uncontrollably.

   The two looked down, their feet had already sunk into the ground, and they continued to descend.

"Ah! It's a mistake!" Qin Yin let go of Wenling and turned to dig Wenling's pocket, "It's not that baby, it's us who broke the rules again, that person is here to punish us! Quickly don't give the bridge. Take it out!  …”

   Wenling suddenly realized, and hurriedly rummaged in his pocket, the two hurriedly poured out everything in Wenling's pocket, and finally found the wrinkled talisman.

   "Give it to you!" Qin Yin shouted, pressing the spell into the mud under his feet, "Let us out!"

The moment the    talisman entered the mud, the surrounding light bloomed, and the sticky feeling under the two of them disappeared instantly.

   In a blink of an eye, the two came back.

   Qin Yin and Wen Ling slumped on the snow-white ground, leaning against each other, panting heavily.

   "Why did you foul again?" Qin Yin wiped his sweat rudely, "It's really annoying, we didn't do any damage!"

  Qing Ling put the things on the ground back into his pockets in a daze, and said aggrievedly, "No more."

   Qin Yin sighed, "If it's gone, it's gone. After the big deal, let's be careful and don't commit any more fouls... But I still can't figure it out, what changes have we made to the world this time?"

   She said, turned her head to look at the jade platform, looked at the baby in the jade platform, and fell silent.

  The baby turned over again at some point, and his clear eyes followed the two of them, his eyes full of curiosity.

   It seems that this is change.

   "Forget it, let's go."

  The two escaped from that room. There was no one in the corridor. It was quiet and bright in the morning. The morning light passed through the window and filled the entire corridor.

   "It shouldn't be noon yet," Qin Yin said, closing the door, "Go, go downstairs and have a look."

   On the first floor, the door of Lu Jieyi's house was open, and there was a lot of noise inside the door.

  The two hid at the door and looked in. It turned out that the construction team had arrived and was checking the doors and windows.

   "There's nothing wrong here," a captain-like man at the head fumbled for a few times on the floor-to-ceiling window, and then said to Lu Shoucai, "Mr. Lu, it's impossible for anyone to break in here, and it can't be opened from the outside."

   "There is no sign that it has been opened outside," said a worker who was checking outside the window.

   "That's not here either," Lu Shoucai scratched his forehead, "Have you seen the window of the clothes room?"

   "I have seen it, there is no problem," the worker said. "The windows of the lady's room are specially made and cannot be opened from the window."

   "Where did the gangster come from?" Lu Shoucai said to himself.

   "No signs of theft were found in other rooms, only the lady's room was messed up." The manager reminded him aside.

   "That's right," Lu Shoucai said, "that means... that means that the gangster came in from Yiyi's room."

   “Even so, it was definitely not through a window,” said the worker.

   "It's not a window..." Lu Shoucai repeated.

   "Mr. Lu," the manager suddenly remembered something, "Has the bathroom in the lady's room been turned over?"

  Lu Shoucai's eyes blinked, "You mean..."

   "I remember that there is usually a loose-leaf door on the roof of the bathroom to facilitate viewing of the roof water tank," the manager said. "The water tank is connected to other plumbing spaces. Is it possible that the robber came in through the door on the roof of the bathroom?"

   Lu Shoucai's back was cold, and he hurriedly knocked on his daughter's door.

   "Yiyi, open the door, it's Dad!"

  The door opened quickly, and the one who opened the door was Lu Jieyi, who was a little unhappy on his face.

   "What's wrong with Dad? Isn't the inspection done?"

   "I haven't finished checking, Yiyi, let these uncles come in and check the bathroom in your bedroom."

   "Toilet?" Lu Jieyi looked blank.

  The workers found the door and erected a small ladder neatly. A worker raised his arm and gently moved the door.

  Suddenly, a strange smell spread out.

   The smell is very complex, not only the smell of a closed warehouse that has not been opened for a long time, but also a strong damp smell, and there is also a faint... rancid odor wafting in it.

  Lu Jieyi stood below covering her nose, "It smells so bad."

   "It smells a little wrong," Lu Shoucai's eyes suddenly became sharp, "Master, can I trouble you to go up and see what's inside?"

  The worker didn't hesitate, climbed a few steps, and got into the space above the bathroom vigorously.

   "Are there any traces in it?" Lu Shoucai asked.

   "It seems that there is indeed some... eh? There is something in front!" The man was climbing, "That is... ah! Ah! Head!..."

  The roof crackled for a while, and the worker climbed back with a pale face and almost fell.

   "What the **** is on it?"

   "Head! There's a head on it!" the worker shouted hoarsely, "Call the police! There's a dead man's head on it!"

   Woohoo, debt-free and light!

   (end of this chapter)