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What? What is going on with this preview? These rewards... are they serious?

At the end of hearing, the supervisor felt that his breathing was stuck, a time-lapse capsule, something that sounded like a joke, but it was written in the preview of the item exchange in a very formal tone. He doubted whether **** movies could really be done. arrive.

"Have you heard that too?" Cha Yan asked cautiously.

Long En nodded, "I can't believe it."

"It's not necessarily true." The supervisor reminded, but when he said this sentence, he didn't have the confidence to say it.

At this time, the old woman walked out of the kitchen, leaning back, holding a tray embroidered with safflower in both hands. On the tray were three cups of ginger, salt, sesame bean tea, filled with disposable water cups.

"Come on, drink a cup of tea first to get rid of the cold." As she said, the old woman put the tray on the square table next to the wall, and then she pulled out the stacked wooden chairs from the corner of the wall, "Sit here, and wipe the chairs by yourself. , Haven't sat in a long time."

After seeing the coffin placed in the living room, the three people had already planned to leave. However, after hearing the preview of the store preview of the **** movie, for some reason, the three people's determination to leave has faded a lot, and has changed from "leave right away". It became "Look at the situation first".

The three of them glanced at each other and walked forward in unison. After wiping the chairs with the rag beside the table, they sat at the desk.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. Since it has already come, at least the 100 trial lens rewards can be obtained first.

The supervisor's eyes fell on the old woman, and he was already thinking about how to complete the exploration part as soon as possible.

Since it is an exploration, most of it is to understand what happened to the old woman. The theme of this audition movie is the unfinished building, and the movie name is "Life is Happy". No matter which angle you think of, it is not perfect. I am afraid, it needs to be explored. The part is exactly the need to start from this aspect.

Thinking of this, the supervisor had already prepared several questions in his mind, but when he was about to speak, he was preempted by Cha Yan.

"Mother-in-law." Cha Yan picked up a copy of bean tea and placed it in her hand, feeling the warmth of her palm, "Why is there a coffin in your living room?"

"It won't last long." The old woman found a seat against the wall and did not sit at the table with the three of them. "Actually, I don't live on the second floor. I bought the fourteenth floor. But There is no elevator, and my legs and feet are unsafe, so I had to live on the second floor. Actually, I lived on the first floor before. However, there are wild dogs and the house is full of water when it rains, so I have to live on the second floor."

"Mother-in-law, do you live alone?" Cha Yan continued to ask.

"The old man is gone." The old woman turned her head and looked at the plastic-blocked window, "I, I have no other idea now, just want to see when this place can be repaired."

"Then you live here, do you still have to pay the mortgage?" Long En joined the conversation.

The old woman patted her knees with her hands, "What else?" After she finished speaking, she stood up tremblingly and walked towards the bedroom, still muttering, "The old man quarreled with them when he was there. I've quarreled many times, anyway, I only admit money there."

"Just broken the building? Still paying back?" Long En pointed his right finger at the ceiling and curled his mouth. "If there is no water or electricity, the doors and windows are still leaking."

The old woman's voice came from the bedroom, "It's okay now, it's only uncomfortable in winter."

"Hehe, how can you sell a house without a built one?" Long En propped his chin with his left hand, "isn't it reasonable?"

Cha Yan put the bean tea on the table, lost in thought.

"Isn't it?" The old woman's tone became agitated, as if she instantly regained her vitality. "The old man was rushing to buy at the time. I was worried after seeing it. But the house price is rising so fast, I can't persuade him. , Who knew this happened to us? Isn't it how to say good luck?"

With that said, the old woman walked out of the bedroom with a stack of brown paper bags in her hand. She walked to the square table in small steps and put the paper bag on the table.

"The old man was looking for people everywhere, but there was only one difficulty. No one can solve this difficulty."

She sighed, turned and walked towards her seat.

Long En frowned, picked up a document bag, unfastened the rope buckle, and pulled out the A4 paper inside. The supervisor and Cha Yan joined together.

I saw that the first page was densely written with small Chinese characters, which was a contract.

The three of them glanced roughly, but didn't take a closer look.

Long En continued to turn to the next page.

"In fact, this is a question of who bears the risk." The supervisor said in an outsider's calm tone: "In the past, banks signed contracts with developers, but many developers just ran away after they took the money. Not to mention the unfinished building, there is not even a brick."

Cha Yan was almost amused by the last sentence, but fortunately she was stopped in time by herself.

Long En continued to flip down. He turned a few pages and then stopped suddenly. Then, he frowned and stared at the paper in his hand.

The supervisor returned his attention to the paper. He found that although the paper was still densely packed, there was no fluent sentence. It seemed like an article was completely scrambled and put together. The more you look at it, the more you can’t see it clearly. What I wrote, the only thing that had an impression in my mind was "repayment on time", "interest", "luxury car", "bankruptcy liquidation" and so on.

Long En continued to turn down.

On the next page, it is shocking red, with four large red handwritten letters arranged vertically-I have no money!

For a moment, the three of them held their breath together, their faces pale.

Long En pinched the lower right corner of the paper with his right hand, shaking slightly, he slowly raised it, and the next page was still dazzling red, but there were many more words.

You are going to peel my skin, twitch my muscles, eat my flesh, and drink my blood! I have worked so hard for most of my life, and I've been smashed inside! Where's the money!

Seeing this, Long En felt that his shoulder was patted. He was frightened, turned his head and found that it was the supervisor.

The supervisor motioned his eyes to the old woman by the wall.

Long En swallowed and turned to look, only to see the old woman sitting by the wall, her face covered in shadows, her posture was very formal, not like talking to people, more like taking pictures.

"She has no shadow." The supervisor whispered.

Long En and Cha Yan looked at the old woman's feet. In the twinkling lights, there was no black shadow extending from the old woman's feet, but there was the shadow of a chair.

The overcast wind outside the window blew the plastic blocking the window, making puffs and puffs, as if something was tearing the fragile window.

The three wanted to leave, but felt that their legs were frozen in place and could not move. For a time, the three of them felt the world was spinning around and fell into a coma.

The sound of bangs and bangs awakened the supervisor from his sleep.

The supervisor opened his eyes in a daze. He found himself lying on the ground. With the help of the moonlight, he found Long En and Cha Yan lying beside him, still unconscious. What happened just now came to his mind, he thought of the paper written in blood, and the face hiding in the shadows.

He felt frightened for a while, and quickly climbed up. The surrounding area was dark and he couldn't see his fingers. Only the sparse moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the edge of the window from the broken green plastic. He stepped over and tore off the plastic forcefully.

With a hiss, most of the plastic was torn off.

Moonlight seemed to have found the entrance, pouring in from the window, illuminating the room a little ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The supervisor turned his head and looked at the room. The thick coffin occupies the center of the living room, and the three are lying beside the coffin. It turned out that the chairs that the three had sat on had turned black and gray, covered with thick dust, and probably no one had used them for more than a few years.

On the table, where the tea was supposed to be, turned into a few burnt white candles. The file has completely disappeared.

He followed the direction of the chair and looked towards the wall in front. There was a wooden chair. This chair was the same chair that the old woman was sitting on, but the chair had been darkened and no one had used it for a long time. He looked up along the wall and found a black and white photo hanging in the middle of the wall. Because of the lack of light, he could only see the lower part of the photo.

Old and loss of elastic skin, obvious wrinkles at the corners of the mouth, and a polite smile.

He felt that his breathing was getting faster and faster, and his blood was almost solidified, so he stretched out his hand to pull the remaining plastic down, and the new moonlight fell on the wall, making the black and white photo reveal the whole picture. The bloodless complexion, wrinkled skin, and a pair of bitter eyes stared at the visitor in front of the photo. The person in the black and white photo is the old woman who talked to them before.

Knocking, knocking!

The coffin moved a bit, and the sound reverberated in the room.

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