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The sky is getting dark, and the streetlights outside the window add a somewhat eerie atmosphere to the interior of the apartment.
Lin Xinhui was tidying up the kitchen utensils while thinking about the neighbor next door, Mr. Lin, whom she had met earlier.
Mr. Lin asked her if she had ever heard strange noises coming from the top floor in the middle of the night. A thought gradually emerged in her mind: perhaps the top floor held the answer.
This question had originally been considered trivial to her, but tonight, it weighed heavily on her mind like a heavy stone.
"Maybe I should go take a look," Lin Xinhui thought.
She picked up the keys at home and walked through the quiet but mysterious atmosphere of the corridor, arriving at the apartment staircase.
She stepped up the stairs, each step seeming to remind her that she was about to enter an unknown and unsettling place.
The top floor appeared before her, and the gloomy sky made her feel a bit nervous.
Not far away, the old washing machine and clothes rack stood like a silent group of observers, quietly watching her.
Some casually stacked old items—tattered cardboard boxes, broken furniture—were all covered in dust and the marks of time.
Lin Xinhui A wave of disappointment swept through her heart, making her wonder if she was worrying too much. Just as she was about to leave, a sudden thought emerged.
She seemed to be drawn by some kind of force, following it towards the direction of the water tower.
The water tower was hidden in a corner on the top floor, dark, oppressive, yet filled with an indescribable sense of mystery.
Her heart was pounding as she involuntarily walked to the side of the water tower. Lin Xinhui walked around the water tower and found nothing unusual.
Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly caught sight of a black object wedged in the crevice at the very edge.
In the corner of the water tower, her gaze fell on an old cassette tape. The magnetic tape of the cassette had been unraveled and left there like trash, a pile of tapes scattered like a spider's web, obviously abandoned for a long time.
In an instant, she felt a strange chill.
"Oh my, what could be inside here?" she murmured, a hint of curiosity and fear flashing in her eyes.
Her heart pounding, she bravely squeezed her body in and used a hanger to hook the tape, then walked down the stairs and returned to the fifth floor.
Lin Xinhui Gently closed the door, placed the shoes at the entrance, and then walked into the house.
Seeing Xiao Mei already asleep in bed, looking innocent and pure, her heart tightened. No matter what secrets this tape might hold, she had to figure it out to protect this home.
Walking into the living room, Chen Hanlin was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. When he heard her come in, he immediately put down the paper and asked with concern, "What's wrong? You look a little off."
Lin Xinhui took out the cassette tape and placed it on the coffee table, then nervously said, "Honey, do you remember Mr. Lin on the fifth floor mentioning the strange noises coming from the top floor? I just went up to check, and I found this."
Chen Hanlin furrowed his brow, carefully examined the cassette tape, and asked, "This cassette tape looks very old. How did you handle it?"
"Tomorrow I have already made an appointment with the reporter, Mr. Zhang. I plan to bring him along and see if he can find out the information in this tape," Lin Xinhui replied.
Chen Hanlin set the newspaper aside, got up and walked over to her, picked up the tape and examined it carefully, then said, "What do you think the content of this tape will be? Could it be related to the strange events in this apartment building?"
Lin Xinhui took a deep breath and said seriously, "I don't know, but I feel like everything is too coincidental. Xiao Mei's disappearance and reappearance, the ramblings of the old man on the third floor, the newspaper reporting the murder case from years ago, and this old cassette tape, they all seem like fragments of a big mystery. We must unravel it to find the answers."
Chen Hanlin nodded and said with a serious expression, "Alright, then let's proceed with caution. Whatever is hidden in this cassette tape, we need to be prepared for the worst-case scenario."
Lin Xinhui felt a wave of pressure in her heart, but she knew that this family needed her to protect it. She picked up the tape, put it in her handbag, and said to Chen Hanlin, "Honey, thank you. I can do this."
Chen Hanlin grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly, at that moment, their hearts were closely connected.
When the night grew late, Lin Xinhui lay in bed, tossing and turning, thinking about the challenges she would face the next day.
But no matter what would happen next, she had to persevere to the end.
The rosy light is sprinkled in the office of the journalist, Mr. Zhang, bathing the old and new newspapers and hard drives on the bookshelf.
The air is filled with the scent of coffee and ink, creating a heavy yet exciting work atmosphere.
Lin Xinhui stands at the door, trying to attract the attention of the journalist surrounded by old newspapers.
"Hello, are you Mr. Zhang? I have some things I'd like to ask you," Lin Xinhui's voice sounded a bit nervous.
Mr. Zhang put down the newspaper and looked up, his eyes immediately becoming sharp. "Hello, please sit. You are the one who called me, Mrs. Lin, right? Please sit, coffee or tea?"
After a brief exchange, Lin Xinhui placed the cassette tape on the table and eagerly asked, "This cassette tape was found on the top floor of the apartment building where we live, and it contains some... strange things. Can you help me analyze it?"
Mr. Zhang furrowed his brow, picked up the cassette tape, examined it, and then inserted it into the vintage desktop recorder.
As the machine operates, a fuzzy male and female voice can be heard, the sound is chaotic, accompanied by indistinct noise and static.
"What is this..." Mr. Zhang looks at Lin Xinhui with confusion as he listens.
"The male voice you heard is very likely the murderer from the love killing case six years ago," Lin Xinhui said trembling.
Mr. Zhang stopped the tape and looked at her seriously, "If this is true, then this matter is not simple. Are you sure you want to continue digging into it?"
Lin Xinhui took a deep breath and nodded firmly.
The next day, a gray sedan stopped in front of a laboratory. Lin Xinhui and Mr. Zhang walked in, and a woman in a white lab coat greeted them.
"Hello, I am the voice identification expert Miss Xie. Mr. Zhang has already contacted me in advance. Please follow me."
Miss Xie led them to a well-soundproofed laboratory filled with various high-tech sound analysis equipment.
"Through these devices, we can remove excess noise from the recording tape and extract the main sound," Miss Xie explained.
"So, can you figure out what these sounds are?" Lin Xinhui couldn't help but ask.
Miss Xie nodded and inserted the tape into the machine. A few minutes later, clear male and female voices and a mysterious third person's voice could be heard.
"His voice does match the suspect in the murder case," Miss Xie said softly.
Lin Xinhui and Mr. Zhang exchanged a glance, both seeing the fear in each other's eyes.
"That third person's voice is..." Mr. Zhang attempted to find the right words.
"I can't be sure either, but from the sound waves, it doesn't seem to be a human voice," Miss Xie said seriously.
The three of them shivered for a moment.
"Now that we have solid evidence, this matter is much more complex and dangerous than we imagined," Mr. Zhang said with great seriousness.
Lin Xinhui felt a sinking feeling in her heart and said, "So, is this evidence enough for the police to take action?" Her tone was resolute. For the sake of her family and herself, this mystery had to be unraveled, and the sooner the better.
Mr. Zhang shook his head. "Unless it can be confirmed that this voice is directly related to the case at that time, the police will not reopen the investigation."
Lin Xinhui felt a wave of disappointment, but also knew that she couldn't give up. "So, what should we do next?"
" Mrs. Lin, I suggest you stay highly vigilant, and at the same time, I will use my connections to further investigate the connection between this tape and the case from that year," said Mr. Zhang.
Lin Xinhui nodded, feeling deeply moved.
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