Chapter 404 I'm Sorry (Four Thousand Words)

The mobile phone ghost looked at Chen Ge timidly, holding the old-fashioned mobile phone around his neck with both hands, the green screen displayed 99 missed calls, and the note for each missed call was Mom.

Chen Ge felt that the mobile phone ghost was not like a grievance. He didn't feel any hatred and viciousness from him, just like a child who didn't understand anything.

"You want me to help you find your mother?"

The mobile phone ghost nodded, he raised his thin arms and gestured at Chen Ge.

After playing for a long time, he found that Chen Ge still didn't understand, he suddenly picked up the mobile phone hanging around his neck, edited a message and sent it to Chen Ge.

The phone vibrated gently, Chen Ge swiped the screen of his phone, and clicked on the message sent to him by the phone ghost.

"My mother has been looking for me. I want you to use my mobile phone to send a message to my mother. My mobile phone is in Liwan Town in the eastern suburbs."

"Your wish is to send a message to your mother?" Chen Ge nodded. Every ghost has its own story. It is because they were too unwilling to let go, so they stay in the world.

Putting away the ghost on the phone, Chen Ge is going to make his wish come true today: "It's a waste to put such a special ghost in the hands of the Ghost Talk Association. Only I can fully utilize his abilities."

The mobile phone ghost is very useful to Chen Ge's haunted house. As long as the mobile phone ghost helps him wholeheartedly, there will be fewer and fewer tourists who dare to use their mobile phones to take pictures and videos in his haunted house.

After taking a cold shower, Chen Ge changed into a set of clean clothes, and then briefly cleaned the haunted house.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the park opened for business, and the sky was a little gloomy, but this did not affect the enthusiasm of tourists. Compared with the previous days, the number of tourists today has increased a lot.

The one-star scene is no longer attractive to regular customers. Most tourists start to visit the two-star scene, and the top group of tourists begin to challenge the three-star scene.

In one morning, six or seven waves of tourists have entered the two scenes of Living Coffin Village and the Third Sick Building. The tourists' ability to adapt to the new scene is stronger than Chen Ge thought.

Everyone has a threshold of fear in their hearts, and with the continuous experience of horror scenes, this threshold in the hearts of tourists is constantly increasing, which also makes Chen Ge feel the pressure.

"The reward for the trial mission in the third ward is the ten mentally ill. If you really want to put them in the third ward, you can make the tourists cry without any other arrangement.

The point now is that I can't guarantee that the souls of those mentally ill will follow my orders 100%, they are crazy. "

In order to ensure the safety of tourists, Chen Ge did not use the case sheet from the third ward.

"There is no better way for the time being. When someone is about to clear the customs, they can only let Lao Zhou and the three go in to warm up the tourists."

Chen Ge's concern for tourists is reflected in all aspects. While he is trying to scare tourists, he is worried about the safety of tourists: "It's not easy to do business these days."

Sitting in the haunted house, after Chen Ge sent the tourists into the underground scene, he leaned aside and rested.

His current schedule is almost the same as that of Zhang Ya, day and night are reversed, he is active at night, and squeezes time to sleep during the day.

Taking out his mobile phone, Chen Ge searched the Internet for information about Liwan Town. It was just an ordinary town.

"The mobile phone ghost's mobile phone is in the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang, and the place where he first appeared should also be in the eastern suburbs, but why did he fall into the hands of the Weird Talk Association? The Weird Talk Association is also connected to the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang?"

Chen Ge shook his head, thinking it was unlikely.

After a busy day, the haunted house closed at about six o'clock in the evening.

After Xu Wan and Gu Feiyu got off work, Chen Ge first called Li Zheng and asked how to cooperate with them.

Li Zheng's answer to him was not to act rashly for the time being and wait for their notice.

Since the police said so, Chen Ge naturally wouldn't go over to cause trouble.

He entered the staff lounge, packed the skull crusher, repeater, etc. into his backpack. After confirming that nothing was missed, he closed the door of the haunted house and took a taxi to the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang again.

Different from last night, Chen Ge is now full of confidence, not only is there no fear in his heart, but also has a faint expectation.

Liwan Town is not too remote, and the taxi took Chen Ge to it in just over 30 minutes.

When he got out of the car, there was a light rain in the sky. Chen Ge didn't bring an umbrella. He paid for the car and hurriedly hid in a nearby mobile phone business hall.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" The waiter asked carefully, seeing that Chen Ge was dressed in a different way.

"It's okay, you can do your own thing." Chen Ge took out the comic book and found a corner where no one could communicate with the ghost.

After a while, his phone received a new message from the phone ghost.

"The roof of Puming Apartment on East Street, Liwan Town? Is this the address?" Chen Ge looked at the information on his phone and found the waiter just now: "Excuse me, how can I get to Puming Apartment?"

"Go straight along this street, the most dilapidated houses." The waiter was very good, thinking that Chen Ge was renting from outside, and even explained a few words: "The East Street is a bit messy and the hygiene is poor. You'd better live on West Street, the rent won't be much more expensive."

"Thank you." Chen Ge carried his bag and went to Puming's apartment in the rain. He trotted all the way, and it took him more than ten minutes to finally find the apartment building mentioned by the mobile phone ghost. This building is estimated to have a history of more than 30 years. Looking very shabby.

"Is it here?"

Chen Ge entered the apartment building. There were hardly any tenants in this place, and many doors were covered with thick dust.

He climbed to the top in one breath, and the door to the top was locked.

The lock is full of rust, and the keyhole has rusted to death.

"It seems that no one has been here for a long time." Chen Ge took out the skull crusher from his backpack, smashed the lock, and pushed open the door.

There was some rubbish piled on the top of the apartment building, and rows of flower pots were placed against the wall, but the plants inside had long since died.

"Phone ghost's phone dropped here?"

Chen Ge looked around, and finally set his sights on a few water tanks.

This water tank seems to be used by the tenants in the building to pickle kimchi, and each water tank is sealed with stones pressed on it.

Chen Ge slowly approached with the skull crusher in his hand. He removed the stone from the water tank and opened the first water tank.

It's empty and there's nothing inside.

Immediately after, Chen Ge removed the stone on the second water tank. As soon as he removed it, a strange smell wafted out of the water tank.

Lifting the lid, Chen Ge's eyelids twitched slightly when he looked inside.

In the water tank is a scrawny child whose body has been wiped out. Its facial contour is very similar to that of a mobile phone ghost, and there is an old-fashioned mobile phone hanging on its chest.

Chen Ge stood by and watched silently for a while, until his hair was wet by the rain: "I found you."

He took out his mobile phone and was about to call the police, when the mobile phone ghost suddenly sent him a message.

"Before I tell the police, I want to use my mobile phone and send a message to my mother, she must be worried."

"Do you have to use your mobile phone?" Chen Ge didn't know why the mobile phone ghost didn't let the police call the police, but he respected the mobile phone ghost's idea: "Okay."

Not wanting to destroy the scene, he took a few pictures of the water tank and took out the phone from the boy's body.

After so many years, the mobile phone has long been unable to turn on normally.

He put the lid of the water tank back on, preparing to come back after completing the last wish of the mobile phone ghost.

Putting away the skull crusher, Chen Ge hurried downstairs and ran back to the mobile phone business hall where he had sheltered from the rain.

The rain gradually increased, and his coat was soaked.

"Sir, do you need anything?" The waiter had just met Chen Ge, but he didn't expect him to come back so soon.

"Can you charge your phone here? This model? If the phone doesn't work, take out the card inside first."

Chen Ge handed the phone to the clerk. The man was a little embarrassed after reading it. After rummaging in the counter for a long time, he couldn't find a usable charger: "Sir, your phone looks a little old."

"I haven't used this phone for many years. It's okay if I can't turn it on. You take out the card. I need the phone number inside." Chen Ge understood the idea of ​​a ghost on the phone. His mother was always looking for him, so he thought To send a message back to his mother on his own phone.

"I haven't used it for many years?" The waiter shook his head: "If the user's mobile phone is in arrears for more than three months, the number will be recalled. Your number is estimated to have been cancelled."

"Sign out?" Chen Ge stood beside the counter and clenched the comic book in his pocket.

"Let me check it for you." The waiter was very patient. She opened the back of the phone, took out the SIM card inside, and found the information of the phone card through the 20 digits on the big card.

Looking at the computer screen, the waiter was a little surprised: "Your card can really be used normally."

"Can it be used? Doesn't it mean that the number will be cancelled after three months? This phone has not been used for at least a few years." Chen Ge looked at the computer screen, and he felt incredible.

"It will be cancelled after three months of arrears, but since you signed up for the card seven years ago, someone will charge it every month. This is the bill."

The computer screen clearly shows the payment records of this number for the past seven years. The most recent payment was yesterday!

The waiter looked at Chen Ge with a smile on his face: "Sir, although you forgot the number yourself, someone has not. It's not easy for her to last for seven years."

"thanks."

Chen Ge directly bought a mobile phone that can insert a large card in the business hall, and walked out with his bag on his back.

He inserted the SIM card into the mobile phone, looked at the opaque sky outside, got into the back alley and called out the mobile phone ghost.

"This is our agreement."

Chen Ge handed the phone to the phone ghost, and the thin phone ghost was holding the phone and his body was shaking.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Chen Ge squatted silently in front of the mobile phone ghost, looking at his face: "How about I take you to see her?"

The mobile phone ghost shook his head, he didn't dare to send a message with his mobile phone, and after a long time he returned the mobile phone to Chen Ge.

"She is afraid that her mobile phone will be cancelled and you will never be able to contact her again, so she will charge this number every month, and she has been waiting for you."

I don't know if Chen Ge's words played a role, the mobile phone ghost sent a message to Chen Ge, and then disappeared directly.

Click on the message, and the address above is a Tongtong Flower Shop, No. 37, Puyuan Road, Eastern Suburbs.

Chen Ge didn't stop, stopped the taxi and rushed to the place the mobile phone ghost said.

At about eight o'clock, Chen Ge found No. 37 Puyuan Road, and it was already raining heavily by this time.

Chen Ge's coat was wet, he pressed against the side of the street, and finally saw the flower shop on the corner.

The area is not large, but the layout is very warm, and you can smell a faint floral fragrance when you walk in front of it.

Pushing the glass door, the wind chime rang, and a woman who appeared to be in her thirties was holding a basket, as if thinking about how to match the branches and leaves, the main flower and the lining.

When she heard the wind chime, she quickly put down the basket in her hand and stood up.

Chen Ge looked at the woman in front of him, very ordinary and ordinary: "Hello, I want to order a bouquet of carnations."

"For mother? What color does she like?" The woman led Chen Ge to the side.

"I don't know too much, just do it as you like."

"Then you can pick it up tomorrow morning, or I'll send you a picture when you're satisfied, and I'll send it to you."

"Okay." Chen Ge looked left and right, and found a small wooden sign in front of the flower shop counter with a photo of a very cute boy: "Is this your child?"

The woman nodded, her eyes a little complicated: "His name is Tongtong. He disappeared when he was playing near a flower shop six years ago. The police suspect that he was abducted by traffickers."

"Human traffickers?" Chen Ge didn't continue. He quietly put the bunch of money on the counter while the woman was running away: "Your child will be fine, maybe he's thinking of you too."

Without disturbing the woman, Chen Ge walked outside the store.

"Wait a minute!" The woman suddenly shouted to Chen Ge, and she got into the back room.

"What's wrong?"

When Chen Ge was surprised, the woman took out an umbrella from the house: "It's raining outside, take it first, and give it to me tomorrow when you come to pick up the flowers."

Chen Ge said thank you, but did not pick up the umbrella and walked out of the flower shop.

The wind chimes were overwhelmed by the heavy rain, Chen Ge circled around and walked into the cafe opposite the flower shop.

He picked a position by the window and ghosted out the phone.

"Talk to her, she's been waiting for you."

Chen Ge handed the newly bought mobile phone to the mobile phone ghost. This poor-looking little guy, holding the mobile phone in both hands, stood beside the window glass and silently looked across the street.

The lights of the flower shop went out, and the woman came out with her bag and umbrella.

She locked the door of the flower shop as usual and walked away.

Watching her back become more and more blurred, the mobile phone ghost finally took out his mobile phone. After thinking for a long time, he sent a message to the woman using his own mobile phone number.

"sorry."

Across the street, the woman heard her phone ring, and at first she didn't care.

Holding the umbrella with one hand and taking out the phone with the other, when she saw the information on the phone screen, her body seemed to freeze.

The umbrella fell, and she stood alone in the heavy rain with her mobile phone in her hand.

In the cafe, the mobile phone ghost was lying on the window, crying through the cold glass.