Chapter 321 - 321: Plan
Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation     Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âNo problem.â Ji Jing nodded.
They discussed their plans in low voices, and everyone in the live broadcast room was anxious.
âWhat are you talking about? Why canât you let us hear it!â
âThereâs no sound?â
âDo they know each other? I took a look and saw that the little brother next to me is a new livestream.â
âThis kind of newcomer can also participate in the event? Didnât the publicity say that they were all professionals?â
â Grandma Li at the village entrance can even be hired to play tricks. What professional? If you believe her, youâll lose.â
âGrandma Liâs calculations are also very accurate! Donât spout nonsense. Be careful not to offend the taboo!â
âI want to hear your voice!â
âItâs almost eleven oâclock. Is it about to start?â
It was almost eleven oâclock. Ming Ze had just readjusted the voice in the live broadcast room when he heard the hoarse voice of the staff.â There was a clock in the house on the fourteenth floor. It was clearly burned down in the fire, but it still rang at eleven oâclock every night.â
âClang!â
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint bell rang in the quiet night. The winding sound in the corridor distorted the sound, making it seem particularly strange.
â Whatâs going on?!â
âComing, coming! The first strange thing is the midnight bell!â
âWhat bell? What did you hear?â
â Every night at 11 0âclock, a bell will ring from the 14th floor. The fire started at midnight!â
â According to urban legends, this is a sign of a fire reappearing. The people who died in the fire will experience the fire again!â
âItâs just the sound of some kind of building, right?â
The sound of the bell instantly gave the streamers goosebumps. They discussed among themselves, and the live broadcast room instantly became lively.
â Host, save me! Iâm scared!â
âThe volume was raised. There really is one!â
âIs it that scary?
âDonât scare yourself. It might just be a clock left behind by someone who moved.â
âBut why did it only ring at midnight?â
â Here it comes.â Ji Jing looked at the various speculations on the screen and nodded secretly. She glanced at Xu Tian and then said to the camera,â Yes, this audience member has a point. It might just be the sound coming from some objects in the building. After being transmitted too far away, it makes people feel strange.â
âThe clock is broken. It doesnât matter when it rings.â Xu Tian cooperated.
â Letâs begin!â The staff member ignored the crowdâs discussion and continued to speak in a flat tone.
As soon as he gave the order, many streamers rushed into the apartment building first. Ji Jing and the others walked slowly behind them.
âPa!â Someone turned on the electrical switch in the hall. As expected, there was no power supply.
Time seemed to have stopped ten years ago in the lobby of the apartment. The ancient-style decoration, thick dust, and messy items showed everyone who had broken in the night of the fire.
â Itâs my first time here too.â Xu Tian swallowed and looked around.â This place is quite well preserved.â
âYes, I am.â Ji Jing walked past the front desk.â The fire back then probably didnât reach the first floor.
Suddenly, a light rubbing sound was heard. Although she was disturbed by the noise of the people in the hall, Ji Jing immediately caught the source of the noise and looked up at the front desk.
It turned out that a few demons and monsters were chasing around a vase and accidentally bumped into it. The vase was moved a little and then a little, making a slight sound.
The vase was almost knocked to the edge of the table. A second before it fell, Ji Jing quickly picked up the vase.â The vase I used back then was quite beautiful.â
This excuse seemed a little abrupt? Ji Jing paused.
â Thatâs right. Itâs a pity that it was left here for so many years and has accumulated dust.â Fortunately, Xu Tian cooperated tacitly. He reached out and swept the dust away, actually sweeping away those demons and monsters.
However, someone in the live broadcast room noticed that something was wrong.
â Why do I feel like the vase moved the moment you picked it up?!â
âI saw it too!â
âThe camera shook.â
âHe didnât move? Where did you see it move?â
Ji Jing quietly put the vase back. The vase was no longer abnormal, so the sound of ânot movingâ gradually drowned out the sound of âmovingâ.
Xu Tian heaved a sigh of relief.
â Donât worry.â Ji Jing smiled at the camera.â This hall is very âcleanâ..â