Chapter 372 The palms of my hands are itchy


    Wu Xianbai bought a house and was happy.


    The old man sold the hot potato and was happy.


    The only unhappy person was Han Xiaoying.


    Ever since she finished the phone call with Wu Xian in the morning, she had been busy, either applying for funds in a lowly manner or going to various departments to complete the procedures, so that she could complete the real estate transaction so quickly.


    Even though the authority of the City God was very high, she was very tired.


    If the evildoer was not caught in the end, she would have to bear some responsibility and be implicated by Wu Xian.


    Wu Xian took the key from her hand: "I''m going home to catch mice. If you come here and rest, I won''t invite you to my house."


    Han Xiaoying looked at Wu Xian and disappeared into the dark hall. She suddenly felt a chill in her body, as if there were countless people lying in the darkness, secretly watching her.


    So she stamped her feet and continued to work on the work assigned by Wu Xian.


    Wu Xian didn''t need to tell her to know that she must never enter that building. Once ordinary people got involved in such things, they would die without knowing how.


    …


    The setting sun turns the sky red.


    Wu Xian worked in his house for two hours, but still couldn''t find anyone else''s monitoring point.


    Generally speaking.


    There are many ways to find hidden cameras in a room, such as using optical equipment to search for infrared light, such as focusing on places with power sources...


    But Wu Xian tried all these methods and found nothing.


    And during the whole process, Wu Xian felt like he was being watched. Every line of sight was like a needle piercing his body. His inspiration, which was slightly sharper than normal people, seemed to be able to detect that the person behind the line of sight was interested in him. A useless mockery.


    But if there is no gain, it is still a gain.


    This at least proves that voyeurism occurs all the time and that wall-cutting only begins at certain times of the night.


    After leaving the building.


    Wu Xian did not go home immediately, but went to a nearby cafe first. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Han Xiaoying holding a large cup of milk tea.


    Next to Han Xiaoying.


    There are also three employees of the City God''s Office who are all dressed in black. Their expressions are much more serious. They are not the same style as Han Xiaoying at all. These three are employees sent by the City God''s Office to assist Wu Xian.


    They will not help Wu Xian deal with evil spirits, but they can help Wu Xian complete the designated investigation.


    The first person handed Wu Xian a document: "This is the Changchun Garden Community, the information of all the residents in Building 3. This building has seven floors and four units, with a total of fifty-six households, excluding those who have recently moved. There are also 26 households that were originally vacant.”


    Wu Xian flipped through the documents and raised his eyebrows with a look of understanding.


    "That''s true."


    "The room next door has always been vacant. The fat man I saw last night lives on another floor, but I can see him through the peephole."


    "This shows that the **** and the **** are not strictly arranged according to the spatial relationship..."


    There is still a lot of content in this document worth studying. People who are usually clean and self-sufficient have less risk. People who are not good people in daily life need to focus on it.


    What the second person brought to Wu Xian was an inquiry about the residents who had recently moved out.


    None of these residents wanted to talk about their lives in this building, but during the forced interrogation by the City God''s Office, they had to reveal everything they knew.


    Just as Wu Xian expected.


    These people were annoyed by the noise in the middle of the night and were mentally exhausted. They wanted to know who was making the noise, so they inexplicably started digging into the wall to peek, and got out of hand.


    But they couldn''t tell who guided their behavior, because since they started peeping, they became obsessed with going in and didn''t want to go out at all. They couldn''t even tell the origins of the cameras and chisels.


    The third person thoroughly checked nearby electronics stores and hardware stores, but those stores said that no one had recently purchased cameras, chisels and other items on a large scale, so the line was considered broken. Wu Xian thought for a moment and said.


    "Didn''t we get the decoration permit? Let''s hire a decoration team tomorrow. First, put a layer of boards up and down my house to see if the neighbors can still see it."


    "The boards need to be of better quality, otherwise they may not be able to cover their eyes."


    …


    "It''s itchy..."


    "I''m really itchy..."


    On the bed, a woman was rolling around.


    A cockroach the size of a lighter was crawling on the ground among the takeout boxes and packaging bags. When it crawled to the corner, a figure suddenly bit the cockroach''s head. It turned out to be a fat and muscular mouse.


    Click!


    Women really can''t sleep.


    He turned on the light in the room, wrapped himself in a quilt and shivered.


    The woman''s name was Du Huiyi. She had just been married for three years, and her husband had been on a business trip for more than a month. She felt extremely empty and lonely at home.


    The room was in chaos. She hadn''t gone out for a month. She relied on takeout to eat and drink. All the garbage was piled up in the room, so that the originally beautiful and well-decorated wedding room now looked like a garbage dump.


    suddenly.


    Du Huiyi noticed that there was a gap in the curtains that was not closed properly.


    She jumped up in a hurry, closed the curtains tightly, and breathed a sigh of relief when no light came in.


    Over the past month, she had always felt that someone was spying on her, so much so that she didn''t even dare to take a shower, and she always covered herself up when going to the toilet.


    But although she was afraid of being spied on, her clothes were very cool. She was only wearing her husband''s vest and shorts, and a large part of her body that was red from being scratched was exposed.


    This is because she is itchy.


    Those eyes were like needles, sweeping over her body. The more she was peeked at, the more unbearably itchy she felt, so she had to wear loose clothes to ensure that she could scratch anyone at any time when she was itchy. place.


    "Husband, please come back quickly, I can''t bear it anymore."


    Du Huiyi hugged her knees and squatted in the corner, tears kept falling. She would cry every day. Her only hope was that her husband would make her condition better after he came back.


    She kept wiping her tears with both hands, and more and more tears gathered in her palms.


    suddenly.


    The palms of her hands began to itch unbearably.


    This made Du Huiyi break down and cry, falling into despair.


    Normally, she could scratch itchiness in other places with her hands, but now her hands were so itchy that her fingers couldn''t control her movements. How else could she relieve the itchiness in her palms?


    She rubbed her palms against the wall and the floor, but she couldn''t relieve the itch no matter what. It was as if there was something in her palms that was continuously causing itching.


    suddenly.


    Du Huiyi stopped.


    She looked at the dressing table, where two sewing needles were placed. They were rusty and had dried blood on them.


    "Needle, needle..."


    Du Huiyi''s eyes became very scary.


    "There is something in my palm. As long as I insert the needle into my palm, the thing will stop making me feel itchy!"


    (End of chapter)