Chapter 53: You have to stay alive
For me, to evolve from a Taoist priest to an agent, it is enough to do three things well. First, be patient. Second, be able to act like a gentleman and a rascal. Third, be able to do evil to people.
Standing in a room on the second floor, looking at the seven burly men tied up with torn sheets, I felt a sense of accomplishment. I, Chen Chengyi, am now a qualified agent. I am getting better and better at following the path of 007, which is full of charm and brilliance.
The old man I was supposed to ask had already found out what I wanted to know. He looked back at me, one foot on the edge of the bed, his hand in his pocket, a cigarette in his mouth, deep in thought, speechless. He said, “Let’s go. We’ve already asked what we needed to know. Don’t pose. You don’t look like 007. You look more like a loser.”
“Laohui, I actually think that it is addictive to hit people down with a black hand. I was just reliving that feeling.” I followed Laohui, and I was yelling in my mouth.
“If 007 knew you admired him, he would cry.” Old Huai said without turning around.
“Damn it.” I chased after Lao Hui, scolded him with a laugh, and punched him in the stomach.
Lu Fanming is in the basement. The basement has many secrets. Except for Lu Fanming and a few other high-level people, no one else is allowed to enter the basement.
This room is very strange. No matter what time of day or night it is, there are always strange sounds at irregular times, such as the laughter of children, the dull sound of a balloon…
For example, there are always more than five people on ‘duty’ in this room, but no more than ten. No one knows exactly what they do on ‘duty’, but they are just here to keep watch.
Finally, one person has the key to the basement, but it is their responsibility to put something in there every day when the core executives are not there. They never go in, and those who have gone in have all had “tragedies.” In short, they have never been seen again. Secondly, this duty seems easy, but it is very strange, because one or two people die every month.
“There is a duty here, and it has been three months. Really, four people have died.” This is the information from one of the people. It seems that he is giving us information, but the deeper meaning is to be relieved, to be relieved of the shadow of this duty.
Three months and four deaths may not seem like much, but in fact, for people who are familiar with the network, it is definitely unbearable pressure!
That was all the information we could get out of them, plus a bunch of keys to open the basement door. These people actually knew very little. They didn’t even know what was in the basement every day. But I and Lao Hui had come to a terrible conclusion: it was more than 80% likely that the ghost was here.
Of course, there are also strange explanations that don’t make sense, such as what is going on in the bloody attic on the roof.
However, Lao Hui and I had no more time to think about these things. Knowing that the ghost was most likely here was a huge pressure, so much so that we couldn’t think about it. The only way to relax ourselves was to make a joke that wasn’t funny.
None of us said a word. The mission was over. Let’s go back. We brought everyone here because I had a thought in my heart. If it was really dangerous, there was no need to bring everyone here and let them all die together. To be a little more selfish, I really love Huigen and Qiangzi. That’s it.
As for Lao Hui, he probably had similar reasons.
So, the two of us had no choice but to continue our mission without looking back. Lao Hui told me that evidence is a serious matter, not speculation or guesswork, especially when it comes to triggering a “earthquake”-like thunderous action. When he said this, Lao Hui was adjusting his watch, which contained a hidden camera.
The entrance to the basement was hidden behind the living room’s conspicuous grandfather clock, which looked like a work of art, but behind it was a terrible and heinous place.
When removing the clock, Lao Hui said, “Actually, the little ghost is not the most terrifying thing in the world. For example, when I was on a mission in XX Mountain (a famous scenic tourist area), I saw something even more terrifying. It was a mythological being, and I only saw it for a fleeting moment, but I don’t think it was scary, not as scary as the little ghost.”
“Do you think a heavily armed terrorist is scary? Or a deranged killer with a chainsaw? Don’t think, give me a quick answer in a second.” I pressed down on the clock at once to prevent Lao Hui from moving it away, and asked seriously.
“A deranged killer with a chainsaw is terrifying.” Lao Hui didn’t look at my face, but looked at the ceiling and said, “In fact, now we are all afraid of each other’s eyes. If we look at each other, we will collapse psychologically.
If you want to be strong, it is best not to see the other person’s frightened eyes. This can also encourage yourself to say, “I still have a comrade-in-arms to rely on.” This is simple battlefield psychology.
“Yes, the little ghost is a pervert, without feelings, and what’s more, it’s more terrifying than the perverted chainsaw killer because it’s really capable. Lao Hui, in fact, what I want to say most is that we are all alive. The length of time we spend together doesn’t matter, I consider you a comrade-in-arms, a brother.” After saying this, I took my hand off the clock.
“Actually, I started saying this to say this: the little ghost is very scary. I hope that Chen Chengyi, the most popular young generation in the ghost market, will come out alive.” Lao Hui looked at me and smiled.
“So you knew?” I was surprised.
“It was a big deal. I always knew.” Lao Hui smiled as he spoke. I could see it was a proud smile. Who would be proud of themselves? Family! Loved ones! Brothers!
I smiled too, and at this point, Lao Hui had already moved the table clock aside. Behind it was a dark hole, and the stairs slanted downward. Lao Hui was about to step inside, but I pulled him back and walked ahead of him.
“You…” Lao Hui said this word behind me, and his voice trembled a little.
“Actually, I’m just used to having someone behind me, so I feel more at ease, especially when it’s my brother.” I kept walking without looking down, trying not to pay attention to the shiver in my heart. Yes, once I entered the hole, I felt completely different. There are very few things in this world that make me feel creepy, but once I entered here, I felt creepy naturally.
But I really don’t want to think about it.
“We will get out alive, but before that, we have to be prepared. I have a signal transmitter on my belt that can transmit a signal to the nearest department headquarters every half minute. This signal indicates an emergency. I just activated it. It can work for half an hour. If we die…” Lao Hui said with some hesitation.
“Actually, these guys will affect the transmission of the signal, which means that we won’t die.” The stairs down were not long, and we were already standing in front of an iron gate. I said to Lao Hui.
I wasn’t lying. Wasn’t that what happened in the deserted village? The old village chief had completely locked us in.
Laohui didn’t say anything, and I took out the key and reached for the iron door with a trembling hand. With just a light touch, the door lock opened. I took a deep breath and opened the door all at once. A squeaking sound echoed in the empty basement.
Neither me nor Lao Hui moved a step. I don’t know if it was because of the psychological pressure or because the evil spirits here had already taken shape and rebelled against heaven. In the instant the iron door opened, I seemed to see a sea of blood roaring behind the iron door. The blood was bright and the evil spirits were bright!
That was just a momentary feeling. Everything returned to calmness in an instant. Behind the iron gate was a passage, and at the top of the passage was a dim fluorescent light.
I don’t know if it’s my eyes, but I always feel that the light is greenish.
“What do you see?” Lao Hui suddenly asked.
“A sea of blood!” I replied simply.
“Do you remember the legend about the demon that was going to raise a demon?” Lao Hui deliberately made his tone sound relaxed.
But was he really relaxed? I saw a bag on the ground. It looked familiar. It was the backpack that Luo Fanming had brought with him on his motorcycle!