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The metal elevator with cold light kept rising.

After a brief silence, the middle-aged woman finally spoke: "I think I know why Luka barked at you."

"Why?" I became more and more curious.

"The house on the 18th floor is a bit weird. There are always some strange noises in the middle of the night." The middle-aged woman raised her dark and thin face. She looked bad, as if she had been suffering from insomnia for a long time.

"I live downstairs. I'm a very light sleeper, and the slightest sound can keep me awake. This happens upstairs every day for three days. I can't stand it, so I go to the property management company to complain."

"The real estate agent told me that no one lives in that house and it has always been empty!"

After saying that, the middle-aged woman shuddered and tightened her knitted shawl.

She seems to be afraid of the cold, wearing so many clothes on a hot day.

I wondered: "What did you hear? As far as I know, some houses produce strange sounds due to thermal expansion and contraction."

"I know the principle you're talking about, but the sound I heard definitely doesn't come from thermal expansion and contraction. It's like someone sharpening a knife."

Sharpen a knife?

My brows twitched, and I couldn't help but think of the sound of chopping meat at the Eight Immortals Steamed Bun Shop. It was really scary to hear this type of sound in the middle of the night.

"I asked the property management people to come and listen at night, but the scary thing is that they couldn't hear anything. It seemed that I was the only one who could hear the sound. They all said that I was hallucinating."

The middle-aged woman reached out and stroked Hei Bei's head, showing a wry smile.

"I'm afraid you don't believe it either, right? Luka used to be very well-behaved and never barked. It was only after he moved to this community that he had such a problem."

"Actually, I shouldn't tell you this. After all, you still have to live in it, so I'm sorry to say too much."

"No, madam, you are also kind, and I am very grateful to you." I smiled at the middle-aged woman, "You keep saying that you can't stay outside at night. Why is that?"

"Do you believe what I said?" Surprise appeared in the middle-aged woman's tired eyes.

Ding.

At this time, the 17th floor arrived.

Before the elevator door was fully opened, the black-backed animal tried its best to get out, as if running for its life. The middle-aged woman pulled hard to prevent it from being dragged out. She stood at the door and looked at me, as if she still had something to say.

"Ma'am, this is my business card. If you have anything else you want to say, you can contact me at any time." I took out my business card and handed it out.

"Fengyun Humanities and Environment Consulting Studio"

The middle-aged woman took the business card, looked at it doubtfully, and accepted it out of politeness.

The elevator door slowly closed inward, and I picked up my phone, ready to check if there was really anything around me.

The phone defaults to the rear camera, and the elevator door hasn't fully merged yet, so I just caught the back of a middle-aged woman leaving with her dog.

Seeing the picture on the screen, my heart skipped a beat.

There seemed to be a dark shadow lying on the back of the middle-aged woman, passing by in a flash. It was not clear. I didn't know if I saw it wrong.

The elevator door is completely closed and heading upwards, making it impossible to go out and confirm.

Forget it, if something really weird happened to her, maybe she would contact me.

No longer entangled, I adjusted the camera to the front.

A slightly pale face appeared on the screen. I panned the camera left and right, checked the back and the entire elevator, and found nothing suspicious.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was even more confused. If this was the case, why was the black back barking at me?

The fact that it can obey its owner's orders shows that it is not a mad dog.

Ding.

The elevator door opened again, and we arrived at the 18th floor.

I put away my questions and walked out.

I was the only one in the silent corridor. Looking at the dark door and recalling what the middle-aged woman had said, I felt uneasy.

If what she said was true, the house was probably in danger.

But now that I have come, I still have to go in and take a look before I give up.

Taking a deep breath, I took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole.

Unlocking and pushing open the door, I stood at the door, cautiously picked up my black phone and scanned the door. The house had been renovated, fully furnished, and extremely quiet.

After looking for a while and finding no danger, I stepped into the house.

I didn't dare to turn on the light, so I used my black mobile phone to illuminate it.

The cold light can only illuminate the surrounding area, and the entire house is shrouded in darkness, making people even more uneasy.

Standing at the entrance, I opened the shoe cabinet.

Several rows of large cabinets contain all kinds of women's shoes, all of the same size. It is impossible for an empty house to have these things. Someone must live here.

And she is a woman who lives alone.

Is a middle-aged woman lying to me?

I have never met her, so there is no need for her to do this!

I couldn't figure out the reason, but I didn't worry too much. Finding out whether this was Sister Hong's house was the purpose of my trip.

Walking into the living room carefully, cold white light swept through the room bit by bit. The decoration was very high-end, low-key and luxurious.

Judging from the style and decoration, it is obviously liked by women, which further confirms my guess.

Thick blackout curtains blocked the windows, but the house was clean and tidy, as if it had been unoccupied for a long time.

It suddenly occurred to me that if the owner of this house suddenly comes back, I will definitely be regarded as a thief. I must make a quick decision and find something that can prove the identity of the owner as soon as possible.

The point is the photos!

After a rough walk around all the rooms, I found a very strange place.

There was not a single photo in the house, but there were traces of hanging picture frames on several walls, as if these things had been deliberately put away.

The tiny nail holes remaining on the wall are scattered and arranged, looking out of place against the very stylish interior environment.

The quality of the community, the luxurious decoration of the house, and the high-end cosmetics whose brands I had only seen on TV all proved that the hostess of this house was a rich woman.

Such a woman must pay great attention to the taste of life. Even if she wants to change the decoration on the wall, why would she take off the old picture frame and then leave it alone?

Did you put the photos away on purpose, or did you not have time to hang new ones?

What is she hiding?

There is no way to use photos to verify whether this house belongs to Sister Hong. Then I thought about it. There should always be something like a real estate certificate in the house. It not only has photos but also real names.

I searched the house again and finally made a new discovery in the study.

There is a large bookcase against the wall in the study room, filled with all kinds of books, including some professional series, which fully proves that this rich woman is an educated person, not the type who suddenly became rich.

But that's not the point. It's that the desk drawer is locked tightly. This is the only locked cabinet in the house, and it seems to contain important things.

I found a few paper clips in the pen holder, straightened them, twisted them together to look like hooks, inserted them into the keyhole, and tried to open the lock.

Snap.

The lock spring bounced, and I opened the lock.

Can't wait to open the drawer.

I took a deep breath, what was inside shocked me greatly!