Djinn starting from Marvel

Following Liu Jianming to the first floor, there were already many people sitting in the hall, six or seven here and there.

Constantine's eyes swept across the faces of the two people standing there, one middle-aged man and one old man. The middle-aged man had an upright face, and the old man had a simple and unwavering face. They looked like they were no ordinary characters.

After seeing Liu Jianming and Constantine, the young man sitting in the middle of the sofa stood up and asked them to sit down, then straightened his clothes and looked at the others.

"Everyone, let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhang Wei. I am the building manager here. I used to be a lawyer. There are new people moving into our apartment today. It just so happens that it is time for the next Scarlet Letter mission. Please Let’s all come to the lobby and chat together. In this way, please briefly introduce yourself to the newcomers. We may all be teammates in the future.”

After Zhang Wei finished speaking, the scene was a little quiet. A few seconds later, it was the middle-aged man who spoke first, "Lin Fengjiao, who works in a funeral parlor, mainly focuses on facial expressions and some simple receptions. This time I passed by here and was pulled away. Come in, please give me some advice in the future."

Constantine remained silent, twirling a cigarette between his fingers. He believed Lin Fengjiao when she said she worked in a funeral parlor. She had a bit of a dead air about her, but she didn't look like a facial contourer.

"Hello, Mr. Lin Fengjiao." Zhang Wei responded with a smile, then looked at a man wearing a coat on the sofa next to him, "We also have one of your relatives here, Uncle Lin Jiu, Uncle Lin Jiu?"

Lin Jiu slowly raised his head, looked at Lin Fengjiao, raised his cigarette, flicked it, and said hello, "Lin Jiu, I live in room 213. I used to be a fortune teller under the overpass."

Lin Fengjiao cupped her hands. He felt that there was something wrong with this person, and that he seemed a bit evil for some reason, but he had just come to this place, so it was hard to make a judgment.

Zhang Wei then looked at the old man who was drinking tea, "Old gentleman, could you please introduce yourself? Can you hear me clearly?"

"Ah~ Dad is old, but his ears are not that bad." Dad blew the hot air from the tea cup, "I am old and my memory is bad. If you don't mind, just call me Dad. I used to own an antique shop, but this time I came here to visit relatives."

"Oh." Zhang Wei also felt a little embarrassed. He was kind-hearted. For such an old newcomer, the previous building manager might not pay attention to him, so he still wanted to try to save it, but he gave this name. , and didn’t know what to say, “Then, this foreign friend, it’s your turn.”

Constantine smiled and said, "Constantine is just an unemployed vagrant, or a freelancer to be honest. I came here to make some bad money. After all, I can attract a lot of traffic just by shouting slogans. "

Zhang Wei touched his face. Why are the newcomers this time more unreliable than the other? Come on, it's not easy for everyone. It's unlucky enough to walk into this apartment. Let's help a little if we can.

"Three of you, we will be neighbors from now on. I live in room 404. If you want to ask me anything, you can come to my room to find me. By the way, I will also introduce to you some of the people present." Zhang Wei controlled his expression and said.

"Lin Jiu in Room 213 has experienced a mission with letters written in blood."

Following Zhang Wei's words, Lin Jiu flicked the cigarette ashes again, raised his head and then quickly lowered it.

"Mr. Connors in Room 303 came in a little earlier than you. I think you might bump into each other on your first mission."

Constantine looked at the sofa on the right side of the hall. There sat a white man in a white coat with only one arm. After Zhang Wei's introduction, he nodded to everyone.

"Liu Jianming in Room 601 has experienced two bloody missions and was a policeman before."

Liu Jianming always had a smile on his face and seemed very easy to get along with.

After a brief introduction, Zhang Wei became serious, "Three newcomers, what I am going to say next will challenge your three views, but please believe me, I am not lying, let alone threatening you. These are all rules summed up by predecessors using blood and flesh."

"First of all, our apartment is called Hell Apartment. There are almost 20 people living here now. Water and electricity are free here, and rent is not charged. But this is not a benefit, but a curse!"

Zhang Wei glanced at his father, Lin Fengjiao, and Constantine as he spoke, and found that their expressions had not changed, which was a bit strange, but he continued talking.

"I repeat, this is not a legendary ghost story, it is real. Once you enter this apartment, you are completely bound here and have to live in this place all the time."

"If you escape without authorization or stay outside the apartment for 48 hours, you will be killed by your own shadow. This is something I have seen with my own eyes, and several people must have also experienced the phenomenon of their own shadows losing control."

"The most important point is that after checking in, words made of blood will randomly appear in the room. We call it the Blood Word Mission. This mission instruction cannot be violated. The best consequence is death. During the Blood Word Mission, you may die. You will see things that shake your outlook on life, such as ghosts! Such as monsters!"

Zhang Wei was prepared to be refuted and criticized, and he was also prepared to deal with newcomers losing control of their emotions. But what he didn't expect was that after listening to all the rules from beginning to end, the three newcomers had nothing to say. Too big of a change.

"Captain, is that all?" Constantine asked aloud when Zhang Wei was stunned.

"Ah, um." Zhang Wei opened his mouth and nodded subconsciously, "By the way, there is one lucky thing among misfortunes, that is, the apartment is absolutely safe. Anything that is messed up during the mission can be destroyed as long as it enters the apartment. No harm can be done to you.”

"Thank you for letting me know." Lin Fengjiao bowed her hands to Zhang Wei.

"I understand, Dad, but there is one more important thing. It's time for lunch." Dad took a sip of tea, squinted his eyes, and replied in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, it's getting late, so I'll go back to the room to pack my things." Constantine agreed.

"Eh?" Zhang Wei was confused. This was the first time he had seen this situation. "Well, see you in the afternoon?"

On the way back to the room, Liu Jianming followed Constantine and kept chattering.

"Let me tell you, our building manager is a good person, but his luck is a bit strange. He is always very unlucky in normal times, but fortunately, he has always had good luck when doing tasks. He has completed 5 Scarlet Tasks. He is currently here. The one with the most will be selected as the building manager..."

Liu Jianming looked at Constantine and didn't pay much attention to him. He walked forward on his own. When they were about to leave, he thought about it and finally said, "However, he may be the most ordinary ordinary person here."

Constantine slowed down and turned to look at Liu Jianming, "An ordinary person, aren't you?"

Seeing that Constantine was finally no longer autistic, Liu Jianming made a decision in his mind, "There are mainly three types of people in the apartment, ordinary people like the building manager, people who have been exposed to the dark side of the world, and outsiders."

"The latter two sound like great things," Constantine said.

"That's not necessarily true. Foreigners are still quite miserable and are ostracized, so they usually stick together to survive." Liu Jianming's words were full of hints.

"Hmm, thank you for reminding me, but I'm here, do you want to come in as a guest?" Constantine said, standing in front of the door of 606.

"No, next time." Liu Jianming shook his head, and then watched Constantine walk into the room and close the door, feeling a little confused.

Did you identify it wrong? Isn't this a foreigner? No, that smell and behavior are very similar.

In Apartment 606, Constantine sat on a chair and smiled inexplicably.

The smart-aleck Liu Jianming.

Just from the brief contact, Constantine could confirm that there were not many "locals" in the hall just now. Maybe his status as a hell employee was not the most special one.

Lin Fengjiao paid attention to Lin Jiu on the sofa the whole time. Lin Jiu also lowered his head in silence, seeming to be avoiding something.

The seemingly old and feeble father is no ordinary person. No matter how he carries the full cup of tea, not a drop is spilled. Moreover, Constantine has an inexplicable feeling that this is the one who really hides the deepest.

Mr. Connors, who entered the apartment first, seemed to have only one arm, but Constantine noticed a strong smell of medicine from his clothes, and the smell emanating from his body was inexplicably violent, like... In the calm sea, the undercurrent surging below is hard to estimate.

The last building manager Zhang Wei, at first impression, was a kind and good man, but how could a good man survive 5 missions with scarlet letters? Although Constantine has not carried out such missions, he knows after thinking about it that it is impossible to follow him. It's as easy as playing house.

"Another person who likes to scheme and doesn't understand calculations." Constantine sighed and stood up to get something to eat.

Suddenly, bright red blood seeped out of the wall, and an invisible brush outlined the shape of the text.

"Within 24 hours, go to the old public apartment building on the outskirts of K city - Chengzhai Pigeon Tower. Stay there for seven days and find a crystal ball that shows the rotation of the four seasons inside. Then you can return to the apartment."

Bang, Constantine lit up a cigarette. This mission was very urgent, and he seemed to be eager to drive them out.

In the afternoon, when Constantine came to the lobby on the first floor again, there were other people here.

In addition to the building manager Zhang Wei, there are also Lin Jiu, Lin Fengjiao, Connors and Dad.

After seeing Constantine take his seat, Zhang Wei sighed, "This mission is a bit strange. They are all newcomers, and there is too little preparation time. Uncle Lin Jiu, you are the only one here who has experience. You may still have some experience." I need to trouble you to lead the team."

Lin Jiu sat aside and looked at the ground, as if she didn't hear Zhang Wei's words.

"Uncle Lin Jiu?"

"Ah, okay." Lin Jiu raised his head, looking a little dazed, and nodded hurriedly.

Zhang Wei didn't ask any further questions. When the Scarlet Mission appears, everyone's mood may change. This is normal.

"Guys, I just asked someone to ask about that place. It's not too far away from us. It was a building built when old-fashioned movies were filmed. It was later converted into low-cost apartments for sale. However, because it was too remote, the building for sale The situation is not very good, and there are not many residents inside.”

Zhang Wei took out some information. He was really trying to find ways to reduce casualties. "In addition, my friend told me that the biggest vicious incident that happened there was probably just a conflict related to demolition. There were no casualties. Counting you." This is the first mission for most people, so it shouldn’t be too difficult this time.”

"As long as you are more careful and observe carefully, you should be able to find a way to escape soon."

"Also, here are a few tips to share with you, which may be helpful. They are all summed up by previous experience."

"First, don't be too curious. If you hear any strange sounds or pictures, don't check them. If you can, just pretend you didn't see them."

"Second, don't act alone. The first mission is not very difficult. Most of the casualties occur when acting alone. If there is anything necessary to do, it is recommended to go together. Therefore, I think you You can also rent a room together and squeeze in, it’s only for seven days.”

"Third, if there are any strange customs, you must abide by them and don't care. Some customs exist for a reason. Reasonable compliance can avoid accidents."

"Fourth, don't belittle yourself, don't give up on yourself, always believe that hope is ahead, sometimes the chance of survival is just a little bit away!"

Zhang Wei kept cheering up the people present.

"We know!" Lin Fengjiao nodded cooperatively and responded to Zhang Wei.

"That's good." Zhang Wei hesitated for a few seconds. He originally wanted to ask Lin Fengjiao to help take care of his father, but now everyone is in trouble, and he himself did not participate in this mission. Such a request is a bit of a moral kidnapping, and for whom Neither is good.

In the end, Zhang Wei gave up looking for Lin Fengjiao alone, but pulled his father aside when preparing for the end of the meeting.

"Oh, what do you have to hide and talk about?" Dad yelled.

"Dad!" Zhang Wei signaled his father to keep his voice down, "There will definitely still be dangers in this mission. You must pay attention to it. I have a talisman left here from a previous mission. If there is a crisis, Just take it out and use it.”

As Zhang Wei spoke, he put a yellow paper charm into his father's hand.

The father raised his head and looked at Zhang Wei in surprise. He had been in this world for a few days, and the omnipresent malice had chilled the old man's warm-heartedness.

"Dad, don't worry, don't worry about it. You don't have to save it for me. I still have it myself." Zhang Wei thought that his father was a little embarrassed and said deliberately, "That's it. I'll go up first and find some information for you. Remember me. If you have any questions, call me anytime."

Looking at Zhang Wei's back, his father smiled and shook his head, "Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, my father taught this young man a lesson today."

With that said, the father put the talisman in his pocket, walked towards his room with his hands behind his back.

"I need to prepare some garlic, coffee, and tea. Dad relies on this to survive. By the way, I don't know if I can buy dried puffer fish now."

When Dad shook it, a silk thread dangled out from his wrist. The end of the silk thread was connected to a small hexagonal charm with an animal pattern engraved on it.