Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

Zhou Xuerong stood up, and the light shone around the room.Xu Minglang was still in shock, and Yu Haohuai's urging voice came from the door, but none of them spoke, because what they saw was too shocking.

"Any clues about Lao Zhao?" Yu Haohuai asked.

"It's slow, can it work..." Before Miao Fang could finish speaking, Ye Jiawen, who was following behind, let out an exclamation.

Wherever the light of the flashlight reached, there was another string of bloody handprints on the wall above the hospital bed, and there were even two handprints on the ceiling.

"Fuck... how did this person climb up? It's absolutely anti-gravity." In addition to the trembling in Miao Fang's voice, he even caught a trace of excitement, and even began to analyze the principle of this.

Others were not as indifferent as Miao Fang, after all, human life is a matter of fate, Yu Haohuai was the first to step on the pillow to look at it, observed for a while and said: "I can be sure that it was not left by Lao Zhao."

"It's up to you to say, maybe he can fly." Miao Fang replied.

Although Miao Fang's eloquence is sometimes annoying, but at this time, there is still someone in the team who is sarcasm regardless of life and death, which is also a comforting thing.

Ye Jiawen patted Miao Fang, beckoning him to keep his voice down, and asked, "How do you know?"

Yu Haohuai had a certain understanding of the survey site, and explained: "Old Zhao has a fat body and his finger joints are thick, which don't match in terms of shape or pressure."

Xu Minglang took a closer look, and it was exactly as Yu Haohuai said.I can’t help but doubt my ability. In a stable world, music, like other arts, is a powerful weapon of communication. Unusable.

Like not to be outdone, Zhou Xuerong suddenly took a step forward in a contrived manner, almost pushing Yu Haohuai out of bed.

"Are you sick?" Yu Haohuai scolded.

Zhou Xuerong turned a deaf ear and took a flashlight to shine on the string of handprints on the wall.When Yu Haohuai saw it, he thought he was questioning the conclusion just now, so he said angrily: "Don't read it, I already said that there is no old Zhao's handprint in it."

Zhou Xuerong frowned, looking disgusted by the noise.Xu Minglang leaned closer and asked softly, "Is there anything else strange?"

"Look here, these five handprints don't seem to belong to the same person." Zhou Xuerong shook the flashlight, "And their order is very strange, it seems to be a ring."

Yu Haohuai snatched the flashlight and looked at it again, neither affirming nor denying it.

Miao Fang didn't understand, so he walked over, stared at the series of palm prints, and said: "It's strange enough to be able to leave the palm prints on the wall and ceiling, and the order of arrangement is not important."

"It is necessary to press a circle of handprints in such a narrow distance, maybe it is reminding us of something." Ye Jiawen said.

Zhou Xuerong suddenly said: "Or maybe these are not human fingerprints at all."

One sentence stimulated everyone's nerves, and Xu Minglang himself felt hairy all over, so he cleared his throat and said, "Don't make trouble, isn't this a human handprint, what is it?"

Zhou Xuerong paused for a moment, and only uttered two words: "Spider."

operating room.

The somewhat bloated middle-aged man shouted from his mouth, and the blood poured down his head was as strong as a waterfall, making him fall and get up again and again in a pool of blood, and fall and get up again.

Fear replaced the necessary bodily fluids of the human body, filling the poor middle-aged man's body, forcing him to be weak.Realizing that it was difficult for him to stand up, Zhao Dongxiang began to roll and crawl towards the door in a dog-planing posture.

The operating room has almost become a reservoir, but it is filled with blood.Zhao Dongxiang was soaked in blood, and the dried blood scabs made him unable to open his eyes. He knelt and crawled in the pool of blood, trying to open the door with his hands, but the door remained motionless as if it had been welded to death.

Zhao Dongxiang slammed the door and didn't notice even the blood splashed in his mouth. He shouted: "Help!! I'm here! I'm here!!"

But no matter how loud his voice was, he didn't get any response. The only thing Zhao Dongxiang could do was to shout over and over again, completely forgetting the state of mind when he sneaked out.

After all, if a person dies, neither his demeanor nor his determination will cease to exist.The ordinary days he was thinking about, his rebellious daughter in adolescence who contradicted him from time to time, and the dishes cooked by his wife would all become distant memories.

Wouldn't that make him worse than death.

The pool of blood had already flowed over his abdomen, and he was afraid that he would be drowned if he continued like this, he tried his best to hit the door with his shoulder over and over again, even though he knew it was useless, he still couldn't control himself, even if it was only [-] hope......

Suddenly Zhao Dongxiang lost his balance and threw himself forward, pouring out blood and water from the room.

He is saved!

Zhao Dongxiang crawled forward in embarrassment, not daring to look back at all. When the strength returned to his body, he almost immediately stood up rolling and crawling, and moved forward all the way by holding the wall, and finally returned to the elevator entrance at the beginning.

Tapping the button with trembling fingers, he finally felt relieved when he saw the button light up. The LED shows that the elevator is still on the first floor at this time.Zhao Dongxiang stared anxiously at the scarlet letter, but suddenly turned his head jerkily, staring at the darkness in front of him.

He must not let up.At this point, he already understood that the matter of the invitation letter was just a scam, a trap set up by the person behind the scenes to lure him out alone. The experience in the operating room just now made him understand. It's his turn.

Has Cao Jing also experienced this?What exactly did she see before she died?How was it treated?These questions were as hot as a soldering iron, making it difficult for him to ignore them.

He looked back at the floor numbers. He had just arrived on the first floor. He was anxious, but he could only wait. During this period, he could only turn his head back and forth like a spinning top to make sure that he would not encounter other ambushes before the elevator arrived.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!!" Zhao Dongxiang muttered in a low voice, in order not to let himself think about it. In this case, imagination is often his biggest enemy.

But trying to suppress the thoughts in your head is like telling yourself "don't think about the elephant in the refrigerator", it is completely uncontrollable.

He thought of the sticky feeling soaked in the blood pool, and the stench, and the dazzling light...

Zhao Dongxiang couldn't take it anymore, he was almost driven crazy by his own imagination, the darkness surrounded him, and there might be some kind of monster dormant in the darkness.He tapped the button as if obsessive-compulsive, there are two more floors, and he can take the elevator after two more floors!

leave here!He needs to get out of here immediately! !

The darkness made the time infinitely longer, and it was obvious that there was only one floor left before the door could be opened, but Zhao Dongxiang felt as if 10 minutes had passed.

"Open the door, open the door, open the door..."

Zhao Dongxiang didn't forget to turn around and pay attention to the corridor, he didn't want to be slaughtered by strange things that appeared out of nowhere at the last moment.

In just a few tens of seconds, he figured everything out.

It doesn't matter if you can't get the things back, he can settle it with money.It doesn't matter if you worry about it all your life, at worst, he takes sleeping pills, and he even went to the temple to repent. The Buddha is very merciful. The Buddha must know that he is not a bad person, and those things he did were not intentional...that's just a Accident!

"Ding—" The elevator rang.

Zhao Dongxiang was about to cry, but before he could turn around, the elevator's notification sound changed into a gust of wind chime.

Crisp and melodious, he would never mistake that voice.

It was as crisp as the wind chime hanging in the rearview mirror of his car.

Zhao Dongxiang is not a fool, he remembered what Zhou Xuerong said "Don't think about it".He didn't have time to think so much in the operating room just now, and during the few minutes waiting for the elevator, his imagination grew along with the darkness, and he couldn't control it at all.

Zhao Dongxiang staggered and walked deep into the corridor without looking back. He didn't even have the energy to run, so he just walked forward mechanically, refusing to look back.After walking more than ten steps, he stopped suddenly. He could feel that there was nothing behind him, but it was precisely because of this that he was even more afraid.

He turned his head abruptly, and the flesh on his face trembled twice.

In the dark corridor, in addition to a little green fluorescent light, there is also some light on the corner wall. The light is not the green of the safe passage, but a bit of cold white light.

It is the effect of the light in the elevator projecting on the opposite wall.

Is the door still open?Zhao Dongxiang turned around and walked forward step by step, every step was a gamble.He knew that he shouldn't go back,

He walked to the corner and stopped. The bright elevator room, like a furniture city, was like Pandora's box, emitting a huge magic power to him.

The door was always open, but there was no movement inside, as if he was deliberately competing with him to see who could lose his temper first.Zhao Dongxiang's beer belly was rising and falling rapidly, and the heating made him panic, and his whole body was covered in sweat.Time passed by every minute and every second, and the elevator door was still open. This is absolutely abnormal!Zhao Dongxiang wanted to swallow his saliva, but his throat was constricted uncontrollably, and his legs were trembling, as if he was about to be crushed by his heavy body.

Going on like this is not an option, but what else can he do but stay here?He didn't have Zhou Xuerong's fighting power, nor did he have the courage to go forward like Xu Minglang, and he didn't even have Yu Haohuai's ability to act when he wanted to be recognized.He is not young anymore, maybe he had all these things before, but they were obliterated by the years unknowingly, he exchanged the courage of a young man for the stability of life, until he broke this delicate balance with a mistake.

Adult life cannot afford any imbalance.

He had expected such a day, and while consoling himself in this way, he tried to shift his attention to his daughter Ranran, trying to numb the nerves of fear.

Zhao Dongxiang did not walk out close to the corner, but took two steps in the middle of the corridor first, to give himself a little buffer time, and then he took a step forward, the incandescent light in the elevator swept his face, making the already accustomed There was a pain in the dark eyes.

Another step, he could already vaguely see what it looked like in the elevator, but he didn't do it, but let himself half-close his eyes.It stands to reason that if there was anything in the elevator, he would have been exposed to the other party's sight by now, but he hadn't suffered any harm.

It should be fine.

Zhao Dongxiang opened his eyes as a matter of course.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The fat middle-aged man yelled, fell to the ground, and staggered backwards to hide.

"It's you! It's you! Why are you here... aren't you dead?!"

Looking at the beginning of the light, there is no one in the elevator, but a pool of bloody things wrapped in cloth, very similar to the situation of selling pork in a vegetable market.

The lump of meat squirmed, Zhao Dongxiang got up with hands and feet, turned around and ran to the other end of the corridor.

The elevator door was still open, and the faint sound of water echoed in the corridor, and a blood-stained hand suddenly stretched out of the elevator.