The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2779 Phantom Chamber (5)



Chapter 2779 Phantom Chamber (5)

Chapter 2779 Phantom Chamber (V)

Schiller walked to the door of Room 1900. This time the door was not open. On the contrary, it was closed tightly. Schiller walked up to it and turned the doorknob, but it wouldn't turn. He lay down and looked inside through the crack in the door, but he couldn't see anything.

He took out another piece of note paper and stuffed it in through the crack in the door, but the crack seemed to be blocked by something. The front end of the note paper was wrinkled, but it couldn't be stuffed in at all.

The gap in the door is very tight, not enough for a person's finger to pass through. The hardware facilities of this hotel are also relatively advanced. Door cards are used instead of keys, so there is no keyhole to look at, let alone prying the lock.

Schiller thought about it and his eyes fell on the door plate of Room 1900. What was peculiar was that only the upper two screws were left on the door plate of Room 1900, and the two screws on the lower half were missing.

Schiller turned his head and looked at Room 1901 opposite him, confirming that the house number was indeed fixed with four screws, not two. What about the two screws on the door of Room 1900?

All the house numbers look exactly the same, so it is possible that the house numbers have been replaced, but can the screws really be removed using ordinary methods?

Schiller walked up and touched the screw with his hand, but there was no response. He then pried it gently with a pen, but found that it could not be turned either. However, if he had a screwdriver, he should be able to unscrew it.

Schiller didn't have a screwdriver, but he had a small knife. Schiller opened his windbreaker and took out the knife from the inside pocket of the windbreaker. The knife looked very thin, but was actually made of sound-absorbing steel vibranium.

The biggest advantage of this thing is that it can absorb sound. Even if it is used to pick locks or knock, it will not make any noise. It is very suitable for all kinds of supernatural scenes. However, it has no special performance in terms of attack power. A stab with two knuckle-long blades may not be fatal.

Schiller inserted the tip of the knife into the cross screw hole and twisted it with one hand. It actually turned. He began to twist the knife continuously with some difficulty. It took him three or four minutes to remove a screw.

But Schiller was not in a hurry to remove the second screw, because now there was only one screw left on the entire doorplate, which meant that Schiller could turn the doorplate.

Schiller turned the doorplate down, revealing the screw hole where he had removed the screw. He turned on the flashlight and looked inside. The threads were very messy, which meant that someone had unscrewed the original screw and screwed a new one in.

The door number had indeed been changed.

Now the question is, which house number was exchanged with the house number 1900?

According to the numerical rules, house number 00 should indeed appear here, because house number 01 is opposite it.

But according to common sense, house number 00 should not appear anywhere, because no normal hotel can have room 00, so it is normal for him to replace any house number.

Schiller unscrewed the other screw, but the moment he took down the doorplate, he found that the door in front of him began to age rapidly. The paint on the wooden door panel was peeling off and the wood was becoming rotten.

After hesitating for half a second, Schiller put the doorplate back to its original place. The aging stopped and was gradually recovering.

It seems that the doorplate cannot be moved, or it cannot be taken away for a long time. Schiller estimated the aging speed. If he had a professional screwdriver, he should be able to replace the doorplate before it completely ages.

Judging from the current situation, someone may have already done this, so why did the other party change the house number?

If there is no supernatural phenomenon on the door number, then the problem lies with the door. Once the door number is removed from the door, the door will begin to age rapidly, and it is unknown what it will become when it reaches the end of aging.

Will the room age as the door does?

Someone risked the door's aging and collapse by swapping house numbers, proving that mixing up a room was more important to him than the safety of the room's contents.

Schiller did not see any house numbers missing screws in the corridor on the left. He remembered clearly that when he looked there just now, all the house numbers were fixed to the doors with four screws.

But room 00 was missing two screws. Where did the two screws go? Why didn't the person who changed the house number put all four screws in?

Schiller felt bad because there were too many unanswered questions. He was never a person who followed the rules. Instead, he was the kind of person who would make the world unhappy if you didn't make me happy.

Schiller walked to the door of room 1902 next to him.

He took a knife and removed the two screws under the number plate on the door of Room 1902, then walked to the door of Room 1901, ignored the head that was banging against the door, removed the two screws under the number plate on the door of Room 1901, and then walked to the door of Room 1903...

That's right, since the person who changed the house number plate could remove two screws, Schiller could remove the two screws under all the house numbers.

These two screws are not important, but the absence of these two screws is important to Schiller's emotions.

The question is that all Schillers are sick.

All I can say is that Schiller, who was standing in front of the door of the room in the corridor in the middle of the night, prying screws one by one, now looked like the most ghost-like creature in the entire hotel.

Just as Schiller was working on the screws on the doorplate of Room 1903, he suddenly heard movement in the room, and soon footsteps were approaching the door.

Schiller moved without any pause, speeding up the rotation of his hands, and soon, a screw was removed.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

A voice suddenly came from behind the door, and a dark shadow flashed in the peephole, as if someone was looking outside the door through the peephole.

“I’m working,” Schiller said.

"You can't take that thing off, get out of here!"

"Are you the one who was going to check out today?" Schiller recognized his voice, but his hands did not stop moving. He asked, "Why are you back again?"

"Did you hear me? You can't remove that screw, screw it back on!"

"why?"

The other party seemed to be stunned by the question, and said angrily: "Then why did you unscrew it? Are you crazy?"

"I saw that room 1900 only had two numbers on it. I have obsessive compulsive disorder, so I decided to have all the room numbers have only two numbers on them."

This statement obviously shocked the person inside the door, but he soon said anxiously: "You can't do this, listen to me, screw it back quickly, this thing is very important, without the door plate, something terrible will come in."

Schiller already had two screws for Room 1903. He weighed the screws in his hand and said, "That's great. I decided to put all the screws on my doorplate."

"You..." The other party was choked and speechless. After a long while, he said, "You don't need so many screws. Four are enough for one house number. Give mine back to me!"

"Do you know the occupant of room 1901?" Schiller asked.

The other party suddenly fell silent and no longer mentioned asking Schiller to return the screw to him.

Schiller began to remove the two remaining screws.

The people inside heard the noise and shouted in fear: "Are you crazy? You want to take down the doorplate???"

"Is there anything wrong?"

“No, please.” The man in the door was obviously panicking. He said, “You can’t do this. Something terrible will happen.”

"Then tell me what happened in 1901 first."

"Okay, okay, I'm telling you, don't tear it down." The other party hurriedly said, "I only saw that man once on the first day I moved in. He looked very sick and pale. As soon as I saw him, he ran to the bathroom to vomit."

"I guess he may have died a long time ago. The thing that is knocking on the door now may not be a human. You must not open the door for him."

Schiller stopped turning the screw and thought for a moment before saying, "Didn't you check out? Why didn't you leave?"

"I can't leave." After saying this, the other party fell completely silent. No matter how hard Schiller tightened the screws, there was no movement.

Schiller stopped tightening the remaining two screws, but did not replace the two he had removed earlier. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was already 11:45, and there were still 15 minutes until midnight.

Schiller came to the door of Room 1904. He was very careful not to touch the carpet with half a footprint, and instead began to remove the two screws on the door of Room 1904. This time no one made a sound, and Schiller removed the screws on the door of Room 1904 very smoothly.

Now, except for Room 1905, there are only two screws left on the doorplates of all the doors in the right corridor.

Schiller walked back to the door of Room 1905, but instead of nailing all the screws on his door, he walked back to his room with the screws.

He summarized what he had gained from this trip. First, he learned that the hotel elevator would most likely be out of service after 11 o'clock. Secondly, he figured out that the structure of the corridor on the left was basically the same as this side, but there was a room 13.

The situation on the right side is a bit complicated. The house number on the door of room 1900 may have been moved. There is a person standing behind the door of room 1901 and knocking on the door with his head. There is no movement in room 1902. There is a person living in room 1903 who claims he can't leave. There is half a footprint in front of the door of room 1904, and I live in room 1905.

I have now removed two screws on the house numbers of all the rooms on the right except my own. According to the people in Room 1903, the house numbers may have some special functions, and the screws that fix the house numbers are also very important.

I guessed that some horrible changes might happen in the corridor after midnight. Now I have removed all the screws of the doorplates in the corridor on the right. Will anything strange happen?

Schiller waited patiently in the room for a while, and soon he heard a ding sound coming from outside the door.

This was the sound of the elevator opening on this floor. He had heard it during the day. It meant that the elevator had resumed operation, but it was more likely that something had come up.

There were no footsteps or any other sounds. Schiller looked down at his watch and found that it was already 12:01. Everything was very quiet, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

There was another ding, and the elevator seemed to open again, then it was quiet for at least a minute, and then there was another ding.

However, Schiller was very keen to discover that, except for the first sound, the other ding-ding sounds were probably not made by the elevator. Although the sounds were exactly the same, the source of the sounds was gradually getting closer.

Ding!

This was the fourth sound, and Schiller heard it very clearly. It came from the next room, Room 1903.

Ding!

In your own room.

Schiller immediately turned around and walked towards the direction where the sound came from. He opened the bedroom door and didn't find anything that could make such a noise. He immediately began searching, and after searching for a long time, he finally found an alarm clock on the bottom layer of the closet.

This alarm clock is a very ordinary one. It is a retro alarm clock with a small hammer that knocks on both ears when the time comes. It is the only thing in the whole room that can make such a metallic sound.

Schiller studied it for a while, but it turned out that this alarm clock was very ordinary and it kept accurate time. No one set a timer on it. If this thing had rang just now, it would be hard to guess who was controlling it.

Schiller put the alarm clock to his ear.

He listened carefully. At first, he could only hear the ticking sound of the second hand, but after listening for a long time, this sound began to transform into another sound. It was no longer a dry mechanical sound, but more like the sound of water dripping.

Tick, tick, tick...


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