Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 644 Three Phone Calls
I thought it was just a scene in a nightmare, but it really happened at home. The fear at that moment was like falling from a height, and my heart was hanging in the air.

"How can it be……"

Tang Hanlu was no longer sleepy. The sweat on her back stuck to her clothes, making her feel cold.

"Keys, yes! House keys!"

Tang Hanlu picked up her schoolbag and turned it upside down on the bed. Books and homework were scattered everywhere, but the keys were nowhere to be seen.

His beating heart seemed to be wrapped in a huge shadow, and Tang Hanlu became more and more anxious.

"It's not in the interlayer, nor in the pocket. Where did it go? I remember putting it in my schoolbag!"

My mother's cell phone was still ringing and drops of cold sweat were streaming down my forehead. Tang Hanlu didn't dare to stay in the house, but the corridor was even more dangerous.

"Calm down, it could just be a coincidence."

Comforting herself in her heart, Tang Hanlu grabbed her cell phone and walked to the door of the master bedroom. She took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and looked under the bed.

There was no murderer or corpse, and my mother's phone was stuck in the same place as in the nightmare.

Tang Hanlu quickly picked up the phone, unlocked the screen skillfully, and hung up the calls on both phones at the same time.

The ringtone disappeared. Tang Hanlu returned to the living room and opened her mother's address book, trying to find the contact information of her mother's colleague so that he could notify her to come home quickly.

"When I need you the most, you are always not by my side. You are busy working, working, working all the time. What on earth do you do every day?"

Sliding the screen, Tang Hanlu looked at her mother's address book. In addition to the alphabetical order of names, there were some numbers with special notes at the front. Tang Hanlu looked through it twice, and there was no call from her.

In my mother's heart, am I not as good as the people she works with? Not as good as her patients?
Stimulated by fear, all emotions became extreme. Tang Hanlu stared at Tang Qing, the first name in her mother's address book, with the note that he was the only relative.

"He is his only relative, what about me? How can you treat a stranger as your relative!" Tang Hanlu herself didn't realize that the way she addressed her mother had changed to referring to her as "you".

Trying her best to calm herself, Tang Hanlu shook her head: "Since he is your only relative, he should know where you are. Maybe he can contact you."

Tang Hanlu dialed Tang Qing's number. The phone only rang once and Tang Hanlu didn't even hear the ringtone clearly before the call was connected.

"I'm very good and didn't run around. I learned how to fry rice. Sister, when will you come home? I miss you so much and I'm a little scared." The voice on the other end of the phone was clearly from an adult, but the words sounded childish and ridiculous. Tang Hanlu even heard a hint of showing off in the other person's words.

Is this a retard? His expression is as if he is saying that as an adult, he is not willing to pick up garbage to eat, which is something worthy of praise.

"Sister? You call me mom sister?"

"Sister! Is that you? I heard that the puppy that can play with building blocks in the doghouse escaped and the doghouse caught fire. Are you okay?" Tang Qing's voice was full of concern. He was stupid to the point of clarity in his sister's eyes, but it was undeniable that he really cared about his sister. "A puppy that can play with building blocks in the doghouse? What are you talking about!" Tang Hanlu decided not to waste any more words: "You are the first one in my mother's phone contact list. Do you know where she is? Her daughter is in danger at home!"

"Danger?! My sister is in danger! Don't be afraid, I'll be there soon!" Tang Qing was very decisive. He didn't even hang up the phone and started to put on his clothes. There was a tinkling sound from the other end of the phone and Tang Qing seemed to have fallen down.

"Are you crazy? I didn't ask you to come over! I asked you to tell me how to contact my mother?" Tang Hanlu felt that this man was incomprehensible. She was about to explain it clearly when there was a knock on the door.

Covering the phone, Tang Hanlu instantly became quiet. She kept praying in her heart, but the worst thing began to happen.

"Is anyone home! Is anyone home?" The voice of a crazy woman sounded outside the door. The scene in the nightmare lingered and pressed forward step by step. Tang Hanlu even suspected that it was not a nightmare but a premonition.

"Don't waste time!" Tang Hanlu hung up Tang Qing's phone, first called the police, and then looked at the other numbers in her mother's mobile phone address book.

The second number is named Li Xinchen, and the remark is "Damn Colleague".

He dialed the number, and this time it rang for more than ten seconds before it was connected. Before Tang Hanlu could say anything, a middle-aged man's sarcastic voice came from the phone: "There are thirteen people living in the blood-red house, and now six have escaped. Is this also part of your plan?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. Can you contact my mother? Her daughter is in danger! The bad guy is just outside the door!" Tang Hanlu was also desperate and spoke in a low voice.

"The bad guys are outside the door? Are they Han Jiang's group of violent lunatics in red clothes?" Li Xinchen was obviously stunned for a moment, and his speech slowed down, as if he had sensed some information from Tang Hanlu's words.

"I don't know, I don't know, please let my mother go home quickly!" The crazy woman was right outside the door. Tang Hanlu didn't dare to speak loudly. The woman had already started knocking on the door. If things got any worse, the pervert pretending to be a policeman would come over.

"Okay, I got it." Li Xinchen repeatedly said, "Your mother will be there soon, so just stay home and don't run around."

"They will come in. I lost my key. They will come in!" Before Tang Hanlu could finish her words, Li Xinchen hung up the phone, as if he was busy doing other things.

"Hang up? I haven't even finished speaking. Could that guy be in cahoots with the bad guys?" Tang Hanlu was a little scared. She was really frightened by the nightmare.

I looked at the third number in the address book. The name of this person was strange, it was number zero, and its note was even stranger, with only one word - ghost.

Looking at the cold word "ghost" on the phone screen, Tang Hanlu felt that the air she breathed into her body was getting colder. She hesitated for a moment, but thinking of the murderer outside the door, she still plucked up the courage to dial the third number.

There was no busy tone, no ringtone, and no unavailable number reminder. It was as if Tang Hanlu's call had reached another world. After a long time, she saw the walls of her house begin to fade, and invisible shadows seemed to be rushing towards her from all around. The lights in the living room suddenly went out at this moment!
"What kind of phone call is this? What's going on? Was the third call really from a ghost?" Tang Hanlu was completely panicked. She pressed the phone several times before hanging up.

The communication ended, but the phone screen did not return to normal and the circuit in the house seemed to be cut off.

Tang Hanlu stood in the darkness, the only source of light being her mother's cell phone.

(End of this chapter)