Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 642 Corpse
The doorbell rang, as urgent as a dying person calling for help.

After a long time without response, the woman started knocking on the door again. Her voice filled the entire corridor, but no one responded.

The sound coming out of the woman's mouth became increasingly sharp and a little hysterical, as if she had swallowed a large mouthful of glass, her throat was full of wounds, and her body was covered with scratches.

Tang Hanlu covered her mouth. She had heard from her mother that there was a mentally ill woman living upstairs. She had never seen that woman, but had only seen the flowers that woman planted on the roof.

The flowers she planted were beautiful and bloomed completely, just like when the tire ran over her child in a car accident many years ago.

"Bang bang bang!"

The woman was very strong. She grabbed the door handle and shook it hard, as if it would be opened at any time.

Tang Hanlu didn't dare to imagine the scene outside, but all kinds of images kept drilling into her mind. The crazy woman with disheveled hair was wearing the clothes her child wore before his death. She had thin hands and feet and was lying on the door panel. She was desperately looking into the door mirror with her long nails scratching the edge of the door.

Fear is like a black whirlpool. Once the thought arises, it is difficult to escape.

My hands and feet exposed outside my pajamas felt cold, and even though the lights in the room were on, I still didn't feel safe.

"My child is missing! She disappeared on this floor. Open the door. I just want to check the surveillance to see where she went!"

"My child is still young, she's just that long. No! It should be this long. I remember that after her belly became flat, she became even longer!"

The room became very stuffy. Tang Hanlu didn't dare to breathe hard. She listened to the scratching at the door, and her mind was filled with all kinds of rumors and images.

"Keys. Where did I drop my keys? Will someone find them?"

The nails were inserted into the keyhole, the retaining spring was creaking, the woman tried various methods to open the door but failed. She laughed in great despair, and the laughter seemed to come from her wounded throat, carrying curses and sadness.

It finally got quiet outside the living room. Tang Hanlu moved to the door, and as soon as her hand touched the door lock, she pulled it back as if she had been electrocuted.

"Mom hasn't come back yet. If she walks out of the elevator now, she might bump into that woman. She's probably hiding somewhere in the corridor, squatting in the corner, and could rush over at any time."

Feeling a little worried, Tang Hanlu ran back to her room, found her cell phone, and called her mother. She had a lot to say to her mother.

Beep, beep, beep...

After the busy tone, a cell phone ring suddenly rang in my mother's bedroom!

Tang Hanlu was startled. She was a little afraid that the noise inside the house would be heard by the crazy neighbor outside.

Her finger hovered over the hang-up button, but Tang Hanlu was unwilling to hang up. What made her even more confused was why her mother's phone was ringing in the bedroom?
Forgot your phone? Or did someone find your mom's phone?
It was pitch black outside the window. Tang Hanlu clenched her fingers. In the past, her mother would tell her in advance if she was going to work overtime.

Is it true that Mom is getting later and later from get off work? Is Mom always in the bedroom? Did she get off work early today?

Without hanging up, Tang Hanlu felt that the slightly harsh ringtone was now the only connection between her and her mother.

Walking gently to the door of the master bedroom, Tang Hanlu carefully pushed open the reddish-brown bedroom door. She held her cell phone and followed the ringtone to look under the bed.

The sheets seemed to move!
Her feet seemed to be stepping on ice, and Tang Hanlu felt like someone was staring at her calves. The malicious gaze must have come from under the bed.

The man she met after school seemed like a nightmare, lingering in her mind again, and Tang Hanlu's lips turned pale.

That man had entered my house before? Then my mother... was under the bed? She was so scared that her frail body felt very cold. Without any hesitation, she hung up the phone, turned around, closed the bedroom door, and called the police as quickly as possible.

The madman outside the house, the man who might be hiding under the bed, Tang Hanlu told the story tremblingly.

After the phone call was hung up, the room was still deathly quiet. Tang Hanlu didn't dare to leave her bedroom as she held her schoolbag.

A few minutes later, there was a sudden knock on the living room door again.

"Hello! We are police officers from Liwan Police Station!"

"Is anyone home? We are the police!"

The reassuring tone, majestic and reliable, made Tang Hanlu breathe a sigh of relief. She grabbed her schoolbag and opened the bedroom door a crack. After making sure that the master bedroom door was not open, she ran through the living room and came to the security door.

Out of caution, Tang Hanlu leaned over the door mirror to take a look. A very young policeman in a wrinkled uniform was standing outside.

The policeman was very tall and very close to the door panel, so the door mirror could only see the area below his neck.

"Is anyone home? We have received a call from the police! Please cooperate!"

The sound of the young policeman knocking on the door was getting louder. Tang Hanlu no longer hesitated. She turned the door lock and opened the inner layer of the double security door.

Seeing the door finally open, the policeman smiled: "Someone called the police to report that her child was missing. She wanted us to check the surveillance cameras of each household. I hope you can cooperate."

"The child is missing? Check the surveillance?" Tang Hanlu's hand seemed to be frozen as she was about to open the door outside. Wasn't this policeman here because of her call?

If the child is lost, it is possible that the person who kidnapped the child has come back to check.

No, no!
Tang Hanlu saw the policeman's wrinkled uniform. He was standing on the side of the door mirror, very close to her, and he was deliberately trying not to expose his face.

The hand that was about to open the outer security door pulled back. As Tang Hanlu stepped back, the young policeman actually grabbed the handle of the outer security door and twisted it hard.

The outer door was easily opened, and Tang Hanlu was so scared that she slammed the inner door shut.

She was still in shock and held the door lock tightly with both hands, but at this moment a faint sound came from outside the door.

"So the door was never locked?"

Cold sweat ran down her hair and Tang Hanlu dared not move. It was not until a minute later, when there was no movement outside the door, that she tiptoed towards the door mirror.

With his face pressed against the door mirror, Tang Hanlu carefully observed the outside. The police seemed to have left.

Before I could let go of my worry, the narrow door mirror was suddenly occupied by a bloodshot pupil. The eyeball blinked and bulged inward. The owner of the eyeball was standing outside the security door.

One of the two security doors had been opened, and she hadn't found her key yet: "Key, key, where is the key?"

Tang Hanlu was so frightened and anxious that she was at a loss. Just at this moment, a phone call came from the master bedroom. Someone called her mother.

"Who called? Was it someone from my mother's company? Did they find out that my mother was not at work so they called to ask? Then why didn't my mother go to work and was hiding under the bed silently? Why did she do this? She couldn't struggle or make any sound. Could it be..." All the thoughts in Tang Hanlu's mind finally converged into two horrifying words - corpse.

(End of this chapter)