in the name of evil

Chapter 1 No Illness, It's All Spirit

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, it was the time when the nightlife in Jiangcheng began.

Staying up all night is the vitality and romance of young people, but this hustle and bustle does not belong to Jiang Li.

"Hey hey, I'm going to starve to death."

Jiang Li was lying on the bare bed without a mattress, counting the remaining 53 yuan in his hand, with a melancholy look on his face, but he let out a cheerful laugh.

Today is the first day I was discharged from the mental hospital. I thought that a new life was about to start, but the reality gave him a heavy punch and kicked him in the crotch by the way-he didn't find a job all day.

Jiang Li was originally a criminal profiler in the Analysis Section of the police station and had a bright future. However, he encountered an accident at work and suffered severe brain trauma. After finally rescuing him, he became a fantasist surrounded by people. The monster, the maniac who often hides in the washing machine like an ostrich, spent three years in a mental institution.

His recovery has been a miracle, or so the doctors say, even though he's still a little neurotic.

But obviously, Jiang Li is someone who is loved by Miracle.

For example, although Jiang Li did not find a job today, he miraculously found a house with a monthly rent of only [-].

"It only costs [-] a month, one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, including water and electricity. The average rental price in Jiangcheng is [-], and the suburbs are about [-]. Although this is not a suburb, it is quite far from the city center. Far, about seven or eight times worse than the average price."

Jiang Li crossed his legs leisurely, as if the melancholy just now had been forgotten, and recalled the situation when he met the landlord when he was looking for a rented house:

"Walking around the side of the rental advertisement column, it shows that there is no rental advertisement posted, and the landlord does not want too many people to know the situation of this house.

Asking about my previous residence, they probably regarded me as a migrant worker. The rent is so cheap, so they ruled out ripping off customers.

The landlord didn't make trouble when I said that the money was not enough to pay only two hundred and fifty, which showed that he was eager to rent out the house.

There is no long-term rental clause in the contract, so the landlord should think that I will not renew the lease, and may even estimate that I will live for less than a month and just want to make a quick buck. "

"There is a problem with this house, but you can't sleep in the bridge hole." Jiang Li changed his posture because the wooden planks hurt his back:

"Hey, I can't continue to do the work I like when I go back to the police station, after all, there is no mental illness to do criminal analysis.

Where else can I go?Electronics Factory? "

Thinking of this, Jiang Li picked up the mobile phone returned to him by the hospital when he was discharged from the hospital. The old model three years ago and the long-term non-use caused the mobile phone to freeze seriously, but he still managed to find a mobile phone in the same city. plate.

"The confinement wife seems to be treated well, but she doesn't have the money to change sex, forget it."

"Atmosphere group in the bar? Can't drink, skip."

"How about a typist, tsk, I feel like I want to fish when I'm facing the computer."

I looked around and found nothing suitable for me.

Jiang Li scrolled through the recruitment advertisements boredly, and began to feel sleepy while scrolling. Suddenly, a post for rent appeared in front of his eyes.

The content of the picture in this post is exactly the same as the house I live in now.

The time of posting was a year ago, and the price at that time was [-], and the content displayed on the page was that the house had been rented out.

Driven by curiosity, Jiang Li searched the Internet for keywords related to this house, and the first thing he found was a post from a supernatural forum.

"A family who came to work in Jiangcheng lived in a certain community. One night, because the man came home late after drinking, the couple had an argument. The next day, when the landlord came to collect the rent, he found blood in the living room and blood in the bedroom. The corpse of the woman, and next to the corpse was a little girl who was almost in a daze, but the man was nowhere to be seen.

Three months later, the girl gradually got out of the vegetative state. According to the clues provided by the girl, the man was finally arrested in his hometown, but when she asked what happened that night, the girl was frightened, but she kept silent. .

But the house where the case happened often has strange things.”

A zero reply, as described in the post half a year ago.

Jiang Li looked at the content of the post, the corners of his mouth gradually curled up, and he let out a strange laugh that he didn't even notice.

When he realized that he was laughing strangely, the stray wild dogs downstairs had already issued cheerful courtship calls.

Jiang Li slapped his head angrily: "Sick! Sick again!"

However, the excitement he felt just now came from the heart.

So, he searched again according to the description of this post, but he did not expect to find the news from a year ago. The details of the case were not described too much.

The spontaneous excitement made his drowsiness disappear without a trace. He came to the gate, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Now, I am that man. I just came home from drinking, and my wife is still awake, waiting for me in the living room."

Jiang Li opened his eyes and sat down on the sofa.

"Then she got into an argument with me and it wasn't the first time and I got annoyed."

"This is not the first time such a quarrel, um, so why did I lose my mind this time?"

"Am I having an affair? My wife is having an affair? No, it's more serious than this."

"Daughter? My daughter is still there, why didn't I take her away, ah, by the way, I thought she was not at home. "

"So it should have been like this, I didn't want to continue to argue and ask her where her daughter was."

"Where did my daughter go to make me lose my mind?"

"Well, yes, my wife told me in a fit of anger that she sold her daughter."

"I frantically questioned her and she just cried and didn't say anything."

"In a fit of rage."

Jiang Li picked up the vase on one side and made a swinging motion. At this moment, he didn't notice that he was laughing like crazy.

"Then I realized I was in trouble, she sold her daughter, she's damned, I consoled myself that way."

"I want to run, but it's too eye-catching to throw her in the living room. You can see the inside through the window of the living room in the aisle."

"So I'm going to move her into the bedroom."

"Hold it? I'll get blood on it, so I drag her, yes, hold her leg and drag her in."

Jiang Li stood up from the sofa, as if dragging something that didn't exist, walked towards the bedroom with difficulty, and then pushed open the door.

"My daughter wasn't in the bedroom, I thought she was sold, so I didn't."

Jiang Li looked around, looking for a place to hide, and finally locked his eyes on the bottom of the bed.

"So instead of checking under the bed, I threw my wife on the floor next to the bed."

"I didn't know, because of my random throwing, my daughter was under the bed, staring at my wife's wide eyes for a whole night."

"I'm in a hurry, I want to run away."

He rushed out of the bedroom, ran across the living room, pushed open the door, turned and closed it.

"I couldn't help but look into the window as I passed by, and I realized I forgot to clean up the blood."

"I wanted to clean it up, but it didn't work out in the end, why?"

The next moment, Jiang Li knew why, because he made the same mistake as the man—they didn't take the keys to go out.

He looked around, and the residents in the old residential area went to bed early, and there was no surveillance in the corridor.

So he found a thin wire, twisted it a few times, and inserted it into the keyhole. After a while, he opened the door.

Jiang Li felt very lucky. Fortunately, it was an old house, and the safety performance of the lock cylinder was very poor, otherwise he would have to go to the landlord.

Although Jiang Li hadn't read the files about this case, he relied on an urban legend to forcibly restore the situation at that time. This was his job in the police station - profiling.

If there are investigators here, they will be shocked. Although Jiang Li's restoration is slightly different from the facts, it is roughly the same as the man's statement after he was arrested. It is even enough to make people suspect that Jiang Li was at the time of the crime. on site.

After finishing all this, Jiang Li lay down on the bed contentedly, took a deep breath, his mind was empty, he just wanted to light a cigarette, and spend this sage time happily.

At this moment, he finally understood why the landlord was so strange, and finally understood why when he went to say hello to his neighbors, he avoided them like snakes and scorpions.

But these are secondary, the main thing is that through this passage, he feels good about himself. For Jiang Li, profiling and reasoning are his greatest hobbies.

When he was in the police station, he was known as a criminal psychology tutor, partly because of his unbelievably strong professional ability, and partly because he was so cool when he was profiling, as if he was having a good time.

But is there really something weird going on?
Jiang Li was skeptical about this.

But after thinking about it, Jiang Li turned off the light and waited quietly.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon it was early morning.

hiss--

The sound of foreign objects sliding suddenly sounded.

The moonlight was not blocked by the curtains, and it shot straight into the bedroom from the window. The ground was reflected pale, and the branches outside the window were shaking. The shadows on the ground were like the claws of the devil, eager to ask for something.

Something seemed to seep through the bedroom door.

thump-thump-

As if someone was banging on the door?
It was clearly locked, but the bedroom door was still quickly knocked open.

It was a woman standing on her head, and her legs kept banging on the door!

Her hair was long on the floor, like a black evening dress.

She slid into the bedroom and stood erect in the middle of the bedroom.

Jiang Li was no longer on the bed.

"Where is it?" Her voice was as rough as sawing wood.

She turned around mechanically, looking for Jiang Li.

Then, she locked a direction and slowly approached the bed.

The moonlight did not reflect her shadow, but it could vaguely shine on the dark bed.

The cool wind came in from the window, and something trembled under the bed.

"I found you." She giggled, not in a hurry, as if she was playing some game.

She tucked her head backwards under the bed, showing a playful smile.

"what?"

The expected scene did not appear, and she did not find the shivering person under the bed.

Under the bed turned out to be a bucket of instant noodle soup.

What was blown by the wind just now was the instant noodle cover that was torn in half?
What about people?

There was a daze in her eyes.

"Found you."

Suddenly, a sick-sounding voice sounded behind her.

She turned her head 180 degrees and looked in the direction of the bedroom door.

At the corner above the door, a young man is propping up the walls on both sides with his hands and feet, and the part above his back is close to the ceiling, sticking firmly to the wall in a strange posture, like a spider waiting for its prey to fall into its web.

But at this moment, with a distorted smile on his face, he stared at himself as if looking at some rare treasure.

I don't know why, it's obvious that the other party is a human being, but her heart starts to feel hairy.

She shrank back subconsciously, and her legs, which were straight up just now, were slightly bent.

"Ask!"

When the other party spoke, she trembled unconsciously.

"Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

Jiang Li's voice was low and magnetic, like the whisper of a devil.

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