Chapter 63: Mysterious Phone Call

The man was wearing pajamas, his limbs were tied tightly with torn sheets and fixed to the four corners of the big bed. His hands and feet were swollen and blackened due to long-term restraints, and the marks on the sheets were almost embedded in his skin. His eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling, his lips slightly parted, with a horrified expression on his face, as if he had experienced great fear before death.

The smell in the room was not like the stench of a rotting corpse, but rather a mummified smell. Jack knew that this was not a mummified corpse, but a fresh corpse.

He took out black rubber gloves from his backpack and put them on. This was equipped at Ray's suggestion after the Rainy incident. Jack walked to the head of the bed and carefully observed the man's face. He couldn't be sure whether the person on the bed was Tree. If this person was Tree, then who was the person who answered the phone just now?

Could the person who answered the phone be this corpse?

Thinking of this, Jack felt a chill. He calmed down, opened the bedside table, and found a black wallet from it. In addition to cash, there were also several bank cards and ID cards in the wallet. Jack took out his ID card and after careful identification, confirmed that the person on the bed was Tree.

He dialed Tree's number again, and soon, the phone rang from the bedroom, coming from the floor at the corner of the bed. Jack walked over and saw that the phone was vibrating and ringing, and the charging cable was plugged into the end of the phone. He was sure that the number he had just dialed was Tree's, and Tree also answered the call and had a brief conversation with him.

Jack felt a chill crawling up his spine. He hung up the phone, put away his own phone, unplugged the charging cable of Tree's phone, and prepared to check, but found that he needed to enter a password.

He temporarily put the phone on the bedside table and turned his attention to the person on the bed again. He put on gloves and gently touched the other person's cheek, then pressed and rubbed it twice. The skin was stiff and even dry.

Jack held his breath and stretched his hands to the back of the corpse's head and carefully touched the scalp. He did not find any signs of looseness. When he withdrew his hand, he found a little dried blood on the back of his hand. He took a look and saw a completely withered skin near the neck of the pillow where the body was lying.

Jack stood up and pondered for a moment, looking at Tree's terrified look with his mouth open. Following Tree's gaze, he looked up at the ceiling. There was a bedroom lamp hanging on the ceiling, emitting a pale yellow light, and next to this lamp, there was a black mass like ink, which seemed to have penetrated into the wall.

This mass of ink was irregular in shape and the size of an A4 paper, as if it was a water stain that had penetrated from upstairs. But Jack knew very well that it was more like an ink stain. At this moment, the mass of ink began to fade visibly, and it became lighter and lighter. In less than ten seconds, it disappeared completely.

Jack's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the other walls around the room in confusion. No similar ink stains were seen.

He thought about it, took a few steps back, exited the bedroom, and stood outside the living room. After he came out, the bedroom door naturally closed, gently touching the door lock, but it was not closed tightly.

When Jack was about to activate his special eyes to observe the bedroom from outside, a strange idea suddenly came to his mind. After this idea appeared, he immediately interrupted the idea of ​​activating the special eyes.

Looking at the half-open brown bedroom door, Jack first took off the black rubber gloves stained with blood, then took out his mobile phone, dialed the number of Tree, and redialed it.

After a while, the phone rang in the bedroom. Jack silently put his mobile phone to his ear and stood there. There was no other sound in the bedroom except the ringing of the phone.

And about seven or eight seconds after the phone rang, the phone was connected. At the same time, the ringing of the phone in the bedroom disappeared.

"Hello?" The familiar voice of Tree came from the receiver of the mobile phone next to Jack's ear. At this moment, even Jack felt the coldness of his hands and feet, as if he had fallen into an ice cave in an instant.

In the silent room, he could not only hear the voice on the phone, but also a man's voice coming from the bedroom.

"Hello?" Tree said again.

Jack didn't say anything. He forced himself to calm down and slowly approached the half-open bedroom door. He took out the telescopic stick with his left hand and held it in his hand. His thumb was on the button that triggered the ghost to hit, ready to press at any time.

Then he came to the bedroom door, and Tree's voice came out of the phone receiver again: "Hello, who is it?"

At the same time, the familiar voice sounded in the bedroom with the half-open door.

Jack stretched out one foot and slowly pushed the door open. The first thing he saw was the feet of the corpse exposed in the big bed, and then the waist...

This proved that the corpse had actually been lying on the bed, still lying on its back without moving. In fact, his hands and feet were tied so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

The bedroom door was quickly opened, and after confirming that the body was still lying on the bed, Jack looked at the bedside table and found that the phone that was originally placed on it had disappeared. Looking more closely, the phone was leaning against the ear of the lying body, and the screen was on, just blocked by the body's raised and bound arms, and it was almost impossible to see.

"Is he really answering the phone?!" Jack's heart was filled with doubts and fear.