"Fifteen years ago."

"When Wang Miao first moved here, he was quite normal. He got along very well with my lover, Xiaohui's father."

"But for some reason, after a while, when I saw Wang Miao again, he had already lost a lot of weight."

"Especially the pair of eyes were covered with blood and had already protruded a little, and the dark circles were very heavy."

"I doubt he hasn't slept for a week, for fear that he will die suddenly one day."

Even though the woman's expression was a little dark, Shi Qian could see the sadness in her eyes.

"You know, how did a living person become like that, my husband even suspects that he is smoking something at home."

"But Wang Miao's behavior was completely beyond everyone's expectations, especially whenever he went out, he would ask everyone."

"Have you ever called my house?"

"Did you call in the middle of the night?"

"Have you received a call?"

"Is it you?"

"Are you the one who can fight?"

Shi Qian and Su Xiaoqiu looked at each other. Sure enough, Wang Miao's death was related to the telephone ghost!

"So I was shocked when I heard you ring the phone just now. After all, this was already fifteen years ago, and Xiaohui's father also died for eight years..."

Shi Qian paused and asked after him.

"Did Wang Miao say whether the person who called was the person or..."

The woman trembled when she heard Shi Qian's words.

My eyes were a little red.

"My husband also had the same suspicion as you, doubting whether Wang Miao had encountered dirty things."

"But no matter how much Wang Miao asked, he didn't speak. He just caught someone and asked if he had called him."

"Until one night, Wang Miao's spirit suddenly returned to normal, but his body had become skinny and bone-thin. He found my husband and told him that something might happen to him tonight."

"My wife was working overtime in the factory at that time. When she received a call from Wang Miao, she comforted her and said that she had contacted the master to help him drive away evil spirits in two days, but she didn't care about it and continued to work overtime."

"The next day, when my husband and I knocked on the door of Wang Miao's house, no one responded. At that time, we realized something was wrong, so we quickly found the landlord, and opened the door with a spare key, and found that Wang Miao was dead.

"He was strangled to the head of the bed by the phone line!"

Shi Qian's face was solemn.

Isn’t this the situation when Qian Duo was attacked last night?

Killing a phone line!

It seems that Wang Miao's death has a direct relationship with the phone ghost.

Perhaps, this phone call ghost is not sure if it is brought by Wang Miao!

The woman wiped her eyes with a tissue that had tears flowing out of her eyes, which surprised Shi Qian. According to reason, even if her neighbor died, she would not be so sad.

And it has been fifteen years since this incident. Could it be that her husband's later death is also related to this incident?

The woman did not pause too much and continued to speak to Shi Qian and Su Xiaoqiu.

"This incident shocked the entire building at that time. Even the guards came to investigate and visit several times, but no clues were found."

"My husband told the guards about the strange things that Wang Miao encountered during his lifetime. People didn't believe it at all, saying that there are any ghosts in this world."

"Then this case became a unsolved case. The guards decided to commit suicide, but my husband and I didn't believe it at all."

"Of course, if it were just like this, then this incident would have been forgotten by me long ago, but a few days before Xiaohui's father had an accident."

"What happened exactly the same as before Wang Miao's death!"

When the woman said this, her expression became even more excited, and Shi Qian frowned and comforted her emotions.

"Sister, don't be excited, just say it slowly."

The woman nodded, took the teacup and took a sip of water, and then she stabilized.

"Eight years have passed since Wang Miao's death, and no abnormal situation has occurred in this building again."

"Until that night, that horrible night! It was my lifelong nightmare! I shouldn't have..."

Tears kept flowing from the woman's eyes. She pulled out a piece of paper from the coffee table, tore it in half, and then continued to say.

"I was pregnant with Xiaohui and was knitting clothes at home. Xiaohui's father suddenly rushed in from outside. That day, he should have worked overtime in the factory."

"I saw something was wrong with him, and his face looked frightened, so I asked what happened?"

"Xiaohui's father grabbed my hand all of a sudden, and he was very strong and told me tremblingly."

"I've never seen him lose his composure!"

"He said..."

"I...I received the call!"

"Meijuan! I really received the call!"

Shi Qian's eyes narrowed. Could it be that this phone call ghost had entangled Xiaohui's father again?

"At that time, I was frightened and asked me quickly what the phone number."

"Xiaohui's father kept shaking his head, shook his head desperately, and then told me that he was going to the house opposite that had been vacant for several years tonight, and he had to solve this problem!"

"Because, he received a call from Wang Miao!"

Shi Qian was stunned, Su Xiaoqiu and the Black Moon on the ground were also

"I'm confused. There are no ones who died in that room! Wang Miao is the one who died! Wang Miao has been dead for eight years!"

"It's impossible to call again!"

"Of course I won't let him go, but I can't stop him. He said he had to go, otherwise he would die and implicate me. And the children in his belly made me believe him, and it would be fine as long as it was over tonight."

When the woman said this, she was already crying and her tone was choked.

"I just stopped him... Stop him, maybe Xiaohui won't lose his father..."

The sound of benches rubbing against the ground in the bedroom. Obviously, Xiaohui was also excited inside.

"Xiaohui's father, what happened in Wang Miao's house that night?"

Heiyue jumped on Su Xiaoqiu's lap, stared at the woman in front of her, and then Su Xiaoqiu asked.

The woman calmed down and seemed to be recalling extremely painful things.

"Huh... Xiaohui's father went directly into Wang Miao's house to sleep that night. I held my big belly and prayed at home all night."

"But the next day... the next day, Xiaohui's father... was... dead!"

"When I saw him, his whole body was buried in the floor of Wang Miao's house, whimper."

"There is only one head, exposed outside, limbs and body..."

Speaking of this, the woman was already a little broken. She had dared to recall this past event for a long time.

Today I also heard Shi Qian, who was newly moved, mentioned the sound of the phone and the knocking on the floor.

The past that she hid in her belly was suddenly turned out.

That day was her lifelong nightmare.

"I was completely collapsed at that time. The guards could no longer find any traces of human beings. They could only close the case in a hurry and commit suicide."

"If it weren't for Xiaohui's pregnancy, I would have... relied on the belief of raising Xiaohui into a human being, which would have supported me to this day."

"But after so many years, we have not moved away due to family conditions and Xiaohui's household registration. I thought I would be a little tired in the past few years. When Xiaohui entered junior high school, I would accompany him to study and leave this sad place."

"I didn't expect you to encounter it too..."

"So when I heard you talk about the strange things about the phone and the floor, I wondered if the souls of Wang Miao and Xiao Hui's father were back..."

After listening to the woman's entire narrative, Shi Qian's eyes were pitch black.

The phone caller killed Wang Miao, and then Wang Miao called the woman's husband and killed him?

The woman's husband died on the floor of Wang Miao's home. Could it be that the sound of the floor knocking is the ghost that the woman's husband becomes?

"Please! I beg you! If you can investigate clearly, I will do anything if my husband killed that thing!"

After the woman finished talking, she was about to kneel on the ground, her eyes were already red and swollen.

Fortunately, Shi Qian helped her one step ahead.

"We do our best."

...

After leaving the woman's house, under Xiaohui's gaze, Shi Qian waved to the mother and son who depended on each other.

Heiyue at Su Xiaoqiu's feet kept looking at Shi Qian.
To be continued...