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Murphy's Law was brought to the extreme this night.
Although the voice-activated lights in the corridor were dark enough, it was better than no light at all. I took two turns down the stairwell, thinking that I could take the elevator down through the door of the safe passage and see the light again. The security door on the ground floor was locked.
Further down, the security door is still locked.
Continue to go down and run to the last floor. The security doors on this side are all locked.
Looking through the cracks of the security door, it was all dark, and no one responded to the door.
? Such and such tossing, in the summer, not to mention sweating, the mood is simply terrible.
But at this time, the cocktail I drank in the evening got on my head, I was dizzy, and I wobbled when I walked.
It seems that Granny Meng is right, seeing something that shouldn't be seen is bad luck.
The source of the bad luck is still the pair of wild mandarin ducks upstairs, and they have to be found for the current plan.
After careful calculation, even if the man is a king kong, the battle should be over by this time. Take advantage of this time to join them. At least they have mobile phones. Notifying people outside to rescue them is the only way at present.
I don't feel tired when I go downstairs, but it is not easy to go upstairs. With the strength of alcohol, it becomes more difficult to move.
The urgency in my heart is not directly proportional to the action. When I move upstairs like a snail, I can hear the sound of someone's footsteps above me, and I keep going up.
Luo Qiao was overjoyed, there was finally a living person, and it was better to have a companion than to wander around the corridor alone.
"Hello¡¡"
The sound echoed quite loudly in the corridor, but no one made a sound, and the sound of running was the one that answered her.
"Hey, sisters? Brothers? If you are a person, just say a word."
Still no one made a sound, but the footsteps stopped for two seconds, and two seconds later, the footsteps sounded again.
"Hey, can you get out of here?"
No one made a sound, the footsteps stopped for another two seconds, and then sounded again. The difference from before was that the footsteps were getting closer and closer to him.
Turning around the corner of the stairs, the man's rapid panting could be heard, and Luo Qiao was overjoyed that this night's nightmare was finally coming to an end.
However, the scare was still to come, and when the weak voice control light came on again, a frighteningly white masked face appeared in front of Luo Qiao.
At the masquerade reception, Luo Qiao has seen many alternative attires, but this is the first time he has seen this white masked face.
"Who are you? Do I know you? What department are you in?"
This guy wearing a white mask and a black robe is not tall and thin, and he can't tell whether he is a man or a woman.
This outfit reminded Luo Qiao of the faceless man in "Spirited Away", who was really shocked to appear in the corridor at night.
The faceless man did not answer, but only fixedly glanced at Luo Qiao. Through the white mask, Luo Qiao could perceive an indifferent face behind the mask.
After the man glanced at Luo Qiao, he turned and ran upstairs without hesitation. He ran fast and disappeared at the corner of the stairs in a blink of an eye.
Luo Qiao was in a hurry.
"Hey, brother, wait for me."
The footsteps did not stop, and they were not far away from Rojo, but they always kept a distance of three corners from Rojo, so Rojo had to follow behind.
During the time when Luo Qiao was resting at the corner of the stairs because he couldn't catch up, the faceless man stopped at the corner of the third floor with a pale face, looked at Luo Qiao at the railing of the stairs, and waved to her.
It was this friendly beckon that rekindled hope in Rojo's heart.
The sound of footsteps rushing forward and backward in the stairwell, like the remix of a piano, knocked on people's eardrums with the sound of heartbeat.
The footsteps ahead disappeared on the 8th floor. When Luo Qiao arrived at the 8th floor panting and turned to the elevator door, the elevator door was still closed. Right aisle.
When Luo Qiao chased after him, the aisle on the right was empty, and through the window, he could see the brightly lit building on the right of the hotel.
In a room on the 10th floor of the building, a couple did not draw the curtains, and a scene that was not suitable for children was being staged.
There are a dozen or so rooms on the left and right of the aisle, all of which are locked after being pushed one by one, and there is dust on the hands, it should be that no one has visited for a long time.
The security door at the end of the aisle on the right is still locked, so of course the faceless man can't disappear out of thin air.
Where the hell did he go?
While thinking about what to do, there was a light at the elevator door, as if someone had come in again, Luo Qiao was overjoyed, this is all right.
"Hey, please wait a minute."
A figure passed by the elevator door, and as the elevator closed, the figure disappeared quickly, and only the sound of pedaling footsteps in the left aisle was heard, gradually drifting away.
When Luo Qiao turned back to the elevator door, the corridor was silent, as if nothing had happened.
"Damn it, could it be that the planning company made a whole-person matching game?"
Well, regardless of whether it's a matching game or not, the only way out is not to look for any faceless men, first go to the room at the end of the middle aisle, and see if the pair of wild mandarin ducks are done or not.
At the end of the aisle, the heavy wooden door was ajar, and there was silence inside.
"Is anyone here?"
No one responded. After tripping over several cardboard boxes, I touched the corner. Where is the human breath?
When he came out of the room, the elevator door at the other end of the aisle opened again, and a person rushed out from inside very quickly.
"Hello¡¡"
Luo Qiao didn't have time to think about it, so he ran over.
But the distance and speed couldn't keep up with the closing speed of the elevator doors at all. The moment the elevator doors closed, it was dark again, and the footsteps of that person sounded in the aisle on the left.
"Hey, wait a minute."
After hearing the bang of the safety door, there was another silence.
This night, after running around and tossing so much, Luo Qiao decided to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit to open the door by sitting at the elevator door.
Time passed by, and the stamina of the cocktail made people drowsy.
I don't know how long the time has passed, but I heard a low and hoarse voice faintly in my ears.
"Hey, wake up."
Mili opened her eyes in a daze, and a frightening face of the faceless man dangled in front of her eyes.
He was shaking Rojo's shoulders.
"Get up, I'll take you out."
When he said this, he got up and walked towards the aisle on the left.
Luo Qiao, who was still in a state of confusion, also stood up and followed behind the faceless man.
In the stairwell going down, I don't know how many turns I turned, and I don't know how many floors I went down.
Until there is nothing left to do.
When the iron door was pushed open,
A dim light from the voice-activated lights in the corridor came in through the iron gate, and Luo Qiao found that it was a cramped space, less than four square meters, where there were piles of cleaning items.
The room had no windows and had an unpleasant musty smell.
Just when Luo Qiao was thinking about why the faceless man brought her to this room with no way out, a cool smell came to his nostrils.
By the time she realized that it smelled like mint, it was already too late. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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