MYSTERY OF THE NIGHT STREET

Trapped In The Crate For Years

I was planning to go find Grandpa Mutto.

Grandpa Mutto's house was much more damaged than back then.

The roof collapsed, the windows fell down and broken bricks scattered in the house, the corner of the room was full of spider webs, seen for many years, it also seems to have been uninhabited for a long time.

Grandpa Mutto's house feels haunted and creepy.

I closed my eyes, my eyes darkened instantly.

I raised my right hand and peeled my eyebrows with my index finger, in that darkness I saw a very dim green light as if at any time it would disappear.

This is how to connect with the spirit world that I learned from the golden book that Blind Grandpa gave me.

If you want to connect with the spirit world, then the condition is that we must have that ability.

And I happen to qualify for this.

This was the first time I tried, unexpectedly it really worked.

When opening both eyes and seeing clearly, it turns out that the light comes from the photo on the table.

The photo was still covered in white cloth and was currently filled with a very thick dust.

I held out my hand to reveal the cloth.

It was a 15-inch black-and-white photograph, as I opened and looked at the person's face, my eyes almost jumped out.

Grandpa Mutto !!!

I was so shocked I fell down and sat on the floor.

Grandpa Mutto is a Ghost ?

It is only fitting when trapping him to be made into a collision, even Master himself who bore death, because Grandpa Mutto himself had died from the beginning, how could it be made into a collision again.

I also walked into the room.

All the windows in the room were closed, the lighting was very bad, in the middle of the room was a large sharpening stone.

I have used the spirit world connecting technique, but still did not find the spirit of Mutto's grandfather.

Where the person dies, that is where the spirit settles, morning and day can only stay in its place, Even if night falls, the spirit will not go beyond 25 meters, if it crosses the line, he said, then the spirit will never come back.

The bad air in this house was very concentrated, this was the place where Grandpa Mutto lived for a long time and it was likely that he died in this place.

Grandpa Mutto is no more, maybe because he was killed or maybe he is a ghost who is kept by people.

Unable to find Grandpa Mutto, then this one source was declared a failure.

Krrkk !!!

The voice of the stomach rebelled.

While in the coffin, I did not feel hungry in the slightest, but once out, the hunger began to feel, I have held it until now.

I walked up to a noodle restaurant and ordered a cup of egg noodles.

While eating, I also all wondered about Grandpa Mutto to the mistress of the Shop owner.

Mutto's grandfather was indeed a villager here, but had been dead for a dozen years ago, what made me feel strange was that he died right after pedaling his three-wheeled bicycle to the city to sell the tofu.

The way he died was the same as Master.

Suddenly a young man entered with a brown leather bag.

He immediately sat down in front of me, his skin was tanned, his body looked burly, looking at me seriously "This is really you, Ryung Chen ?"

I asked "You're the cop investigating my master's case, right."

I was so shocked that my eyes were wide open, 2 years ?.

I've been stuck for 2 years in a crate ? It feels like sleeping for a very long time, it deserves that all the houses in my village were destroyed to the point of being uninhabited for a long time.

It seems like 2 years have passed.

But I was stuck in a crate for 2 years and still alive, did I sleep soundly like hibernation or was it thanks to that air and energy ?.

I've heard of this.

He said that he had done excavation of the grave of a woman's corpse, when the chest was open, the skin was still white and soft as silk, the muscles on his face were still tight, after being removed for 3 days, after being removed, the corpse just slowly rotted away.

And according to the current scientific theory, low temperatures can maintain the quality of organs.

Is it because I was frozen by that energy and fell asleep for 2 years, so that all the functions and work of the organs stopped, after the air and energy were gone, then I realized.

In other words I just fell asleep for a long time.

Whatever it is, the most important thing is that I'm alive, this is what matters.

The police officer was named Hen.

He threw dozens of questions at me, not one I answered, finally he put me in a police car and said he would take me to the police station for an examination.

People in my village of 500 disappeared overnight.

This issue attracted great attention, the district level police had also checked thoroughly, but still found nothing.

The entire village seemed to vanish into the earth overnight.

My sudden appearance gave them a clue to continue investigating the case, when Mr. Hen received word that someone had seen someone who looked like me, he immediately departed from the police station.

Inside car.

Mr. Hen looked at me with a flat expression "Honestly, where have you been for the past 2 years"

I said "I've said many times, I went to the relatives' house."

I can't possibly tell you the problem I was locked in Master's coffin and buried alive for 2 years, and then yesterday made it out because of a lightning strike.

If I really said it, he would definitely feel that I was playing around or thought I was crazy.

Mr. Hen continued asking "Which relative, which relative ?"

Of course I can't answer, this kind of situation really makes it difficult to answer.

The police car we were riding on also drove into the highway towards the police station.

I said in shock "You really want to take me to the police station ?"

Mr. Hen said "You think I'm joking yes, 500 people disappeared overnight, hey young man, 15 people who died alone will make the local government step down from his position, let alone this? I don't think you understand the seriousness of this matter at all"

I looked at the sky outside the window and the sun slowly started to set.

And after the sun sets, it will follow with a dark shadow.

That is the energy and energy that helps me.

I said, "It's going to be dark soon, we better find a place to rest, tomorrow we're going to travel"

Mr. Hen said "Young man, don't talk much, you he's just there."

I'm thanks to "Driving at night risks meeting unclean things."

Mr. Hen's face seemed to be getting angry, he said firmly "Young people don't talk about gods and ghosts with me, I don't believe in such things."

I could only shut my mouth and remain silent.