C21

Looking at the mess of the women's room, I stood at the door. The dim light shone through the window, and at this moment, I don't know why, I didn't want to stay in this place for another second.

I opened the closet and took out my suitcase, then selected a few decent clothes from the closet and stuffed them in. I quickly locked the door and left, and as I passed 402, the door opened a crack.

Without Xu Bing, I could only go back. Although I had an unusual aversion towards that place, in order to find out the cause of Su Lin's death, I decided to enter the 404 direct broadcast room again.

When he got off the car, it was already 17: 40. At this time, other than the people who were in charge of the live broadcast at night, the others should have already left work.

I dragged the suitcase with me as I walked in. As I watched my shadow lengthen, I saw a foot sticking out from the side of the door. It should be the old man guarding the door.

There was always that old little bench by the door, and he was leaning against the post by the door, as I had seen him when I left.

It must be cold up there, and that was my first reaction,

The moment I walked over, the old man sitting inside slowly stood up. Then, the door opened from the inside. "Uncle, sorry to trouble you."

"A little earlier next time." He barely looked at me, but slowly sat back down and leaned against it again, giving off the feeling that he was extremely tired.

"Alright."

When I reached the front of the company, I couldn't help but stop and look back. The door was empty except for the old wooden bench.

The wind blew the fallen leaves on the ground. I don't know why, but I had a special feeling that the old man leaning on the pillar was waiting for me.

I picked up the suitcase and hurried back to the dormitory. I turned on the light and deliberately glanced at the table. The photo frame was still there. The phone rang and I fished it out and it fell to the floor.

Looking at the phone on the floor, I thought about the scene of Su Lin's death. The phone on the ground kept ringing, and I bent down to pick it up.

The phone call was from Xu Bing.

"Xu Bing." I picked up the phone.

"Xia Mo, you really went back?" Xu Bing's voice came from the other side of the phone, and it sounded extremely urgent.

"Yes, tonight. I must go." My voice was cold, perhaps because of the strange events of the past two days.

"Xia Mo, forget it. It's best for you not to go to that kind of place." Xu Bing kept on persuading me over the phone. I knew, no matter what, I will definitely go to the 404 broadcast room tonight. I believe that there will be someone waiting for me there.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

I hung up the phone, then continued to pack up my clothes. After that, I lay back down on the bed and took out my cell phone. There was a free WIFI in the company, so I rarely went online, unless I was looking for information or something.

So I leaned the pillow behind me, and time passed, and I just sat there, motionless, and in the whole room, besides me, there was only the picture frame on the table, and I always had the illusion that the woman in the frame was looking at me.

At 23: 30 P.M., I suddenly opened my eyes and got out of bed. It was an unusually quiet night here. The dormitory was very close to the live broadcast location, but it was still very scary.

I hurried in, saying that it was a lie, but I had to go, I had no choice. I went in from the office, and I could hear laughter coming from the second floor, where the live broadcast should be coming to an end.

I went up to the fourth floor quickly and found the 404 studio in the light of my cell phone. As my hand gently pushed on it, the door swung open.

"Who?!"

The moment I opened the door, I suddenly heard a woman's cry of surprise. I was startled. The live broadcast room 404 already made people feel terrified. There was actually someone inside at this moment!

What was most inconceivable to me was that there was no light inside. I couldn't believe that this woman was so daring.

I fumbled for the switch, trying to see what it was.

There was a woman standing in front of the sofa, and she was looking at me with frightened eyes. She was very pretty, and she was wearing a white dress.

"It's you!"

"You know me?" She looked at me with that strange gaze.

I nodded. "Yes, I found a framed photograph of you in the dormitory." I was suddenly excited. The woman standing in front of the sofa was exactly the same as the woman in the frame.

I have always thought that Xu Bing was very similar to her, but there is actually still a big difference.

"So it was over there. I was curious as to why I didn't find it at that time." She smiled, and I stood in the doorway. She was very pretty, but her face was a little pale.

"My name is Xia Mo, I just entered the company and am in charge of the 404 live broadcast room."

"Ya Wen, 401, just nice, there's nothing going on. Seeing that no one is around, come in and take a seat."

"It's fine. There's still some time before it begins." I was afraid that someone might find out about 404, so I was a little flustered when I spoke.

"I'll go back first."

Ya Wen smiled at me, then walked out, a real person like her name. Even the way she walked was extremely beautiful.

I lied on my stomach and looked out the door, looking at the pitch-black corridor. When Ya Wen walked out, I actually didn't even hear a single footstep.

As I walked out, the light from my cell phone accidentally shone on the opposite wall, and I noticed that there was something hanging on the wall.

This was the first time I had seen it, and I couldn't help but to walk over. There was a board on the wall, and there were markings on it: 402, 404. It wasn't like what Ya Wen said it was.

At that moment, I noticed that there was a picture of the girl's face on the bottom of the photo, 404. Strangely enough, the face of the girl in the photo had been cut off.

No, why did that woman say she was in the 401? What was going on?

I raised my phone and looked up. This time, I saw that the face that was cut off was the girl's clothes, and it was actually the exact same as the one that Ya Wen was wearing.

Could this person be Ya Wen? If this was the case, why would she lie? Furthermore, I realized that the weather was cold and I had already donned a woolen shirt, while Ya Wen was actually still wearing a summer white dress.

I gulped. It was weird, it was almost 12: 00 a.m. I hurried back to my computer and turned it on. As the interface appeared, I tapped it gently on the 404 studio's interface.

I stared fixedly at the live broadcast. That person didn't appear. Could it be that he didn't come? It's very possible that he did. After all, I was the only one who sneaked in this time.

As the minutes ticked by, the studio was so quiet that all I could hear was my breathing, and because I was afraid of being found out, the lights in the room didn't come on.

So I waited until 1: 57 a.m., and in three minutes the channel in the broadcast room would be turned off.

Ding. A sound rang out from the broadcast room.

I grabbed Mike and quickly switched to the one on one channel. "Tell me, how did Su Lin die?"

13: 58

13: 59

There was no reply from the other side. Just when the channel was about to close, two bloody words appeared on the black screen. I shouted out loud.

The two words that appeared on the screen was actually "Xia Mo."