Those years when I was taken away by the boss

They were not the only ones in this small space, there was also a scorched corpse who had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

When Shu Shi was suddenly grabbed by his ankle, he almost jumped three feet high. Thinking of that scene, he panicked and broke his voice: "Zhong Ruji? Are you still there?"

He was caught just now and didn't jump up, but let go of Zhong Ruji's hand.

Shu Shi thinks about his own bad luck, then thinks about his crow's mouth, and finally thinks about the teleportation function of this broken elevator... Fuck.

The voice on the left was blocked, Shu Shi panicked, didn't catch anything, and his ankle was clenched tightly by an ice hand.

"I'm here, I'm not missing." Zhong Ruji's voice was reassuring.

Shu Shi breathed a sigh of relief and was surrounded by the familiar fragrance of plants and trees, he couldn't care about that ghost for a while, he just hugged Zhong Ruji and said nothing.

Zhong Ruji paused, then smiled, "You're not very courageous, kid Shushi."

"Get out, I'm obviously afraid that you'll disappear." Shu Shi said in a blunt and confident way.

He was not only worried about being entangled by the charred corpse, but also worried about Zhong Ruji's sudden disappearance.He is more afraid of the latter than the former.

While the two were talking, the hand holding Shu Shi's ankle tightened a bit.

The person who was talking suddenly lost his voice, Zhong Ruji felt strange, and was about to ask a question.

Shu Shi's voice sounded extremely calm, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter: "Something is pulling my leg, it seems to be that."

As he spoke, he moved his legs, but was ripped off again.

The elevator was too dark, even Zhong Ruji couldn't see anything.Zhong Ruji tested the location of the scorched corpse based on his memory, but he heard that someone who was timid just now seemed to kick a few times to shake off the dirty thing.

In just a few seconds, Shu Shi regained his composure after being fierce: "It's okay, I kicked him away."

Zhong Ruji: "..."

"What should we do now, where will this portal send us?" Shu Shi approached Zhong Ruji, trying to shrink into the corner as much as possible.

The mixture of burnt and smoked gas can really kill him.

"Wait, you can understand by blowing the wind from time to time." Zhong Ruji said.

"Pfft." Shu Shi laughed, he didn't expect Zhong Ruji to follow him.

After a moment of panic, Shu Shi calmly chatted with Zhong Ruji one after another, and the chats were all about trivial matters.

Perhaps their discussion was really meaningless, and the "portal" let them out.

Shu Shi was quite looking forward to it, especially after the lights in the elevator were turned on, the charred corpse disappeared, the air was much fresher, and even his mood improved a bit.

Until he saw the familiar floor and the familiar house number.

Shu Shi recovered his expressionless face: "...I want to go back to the elevator now."

Zhong Ruji laughed lightly, pulled his cuffs and walked towards the opened door: "If it comes, we will be safe, and if he tells us to see it, let's see it. In short, there is no loss."

There were a total of two open doors, Zhong Ruji picked one at random and walked in, Shu Shi deliberately sniffed it, and felt that the smell was not so strong.

The two went in one after the other, Shu Shi grabbed Zhong Ruji's clothes and never let go.

After walking in, Shu Shi quickly looked around and was stunned: "...is this 1103?"

This is clearly where Yang Wanqing lives.

Across the wall, Shu Shi was not sure if there was still a corpse lying on the sofa.

"En." Zhong Ruji raised his legs and walked around the entrance, and saw the dead body on the sofa as expected.

The girl, who was burned beyond recognition, lay quietly with her hands folded.It's a decent death.

Shu Shi thought it was nothing at first, but now he started to feel uncomfortable again.

Different from what they saw during the day, there are many more obvious traces in the room at this moment, such as the overturned tableware, bloody scratches on the door, and the burned black bedroom.

"Can he cover up all the traces?" Shu Shi stepped on the porcelain shards and looked at the mess in the room.

"It's hard to say." Zhong Ruji focused his eyes on the scratches on the door, "After all, not every ghost likes to deal with aftermath."

Shu Shi said, "But this time the ghost likes it."

"Well, indeed." Zhong Ruji nodded and looked away, "It can be seen that she struggled a lot before she died, but she couldn't run away." She even failed to send out a call for help when she was threatened with death.

Shu Shi didn't want to discuss how tragic Yang Wanqing's death was, he turned his eyes away, but couldn't find usable clues in the room.

Still, he tried to jot down every detail.

Zhong Ruji observed quietly without saying a word.

It wasn't until Shu Shi proposed to leave that he withdrew his gaze and temporarily filed the organized clues.

"Go to the other room." Shu Shi could already guess what was in the other door.

In the second room, the deceased was still placed on the sofa, and the living room was more chaotic than Yang Wanqing's.

Broken porcelain pieces are everywhere, there are traces of being smashed hard on the walls, and the sofa is half burned. Following the traces, the origin of the fire should be the kitchen.

"He's a man." Shu Shi frowned slightly, realizing something was wrong, "But this residence belongs to women."

After Yang Wanqing learned from the past, there are still people who are not afraid of death to live with others?

The pillows on the sofa in the living room were covered with lace pillowcases, everything in the room was neatly organized, and the sheets in the bedroom were all symmetrical.

Shu Shi didn't think a man could do this, and he also saw beauty tea and facial mask bags.

Well, the one who lives here is definitely a delicate girl.

Zhong Ruji said at this moment: "There is only one dead person."

Shu Shi paused, always feeling as if some important clue had been overlooked by him.

Zhong Ruji asked again: "Have you counted the number of missionaries?"

Shu Shi had a vague impression, but he was not sure: "There should be... 23 of them."

Zhong Rujisan asked: "Then how many women are there?"

Shu Shi blinked and blinked: "There should be eight?"

As soon as the point is over, Zhong Ruji can't reveal more clues, at most mention here.

He closed the mic, and Shu Shi understood what it meant, so he stopped talking and turned his attention to other things.

After checking this room, the two went out, and the floor changed to the normal seventh floor.

The lights were still dim, and the house number changed back to black letters on a gold background. Shu Shi only felt kind when he saw these again.

He really, really doesn't want to be with ghosts.

"Go to your place, I don't want to go back to the top floor." Shu Shi tugged at Zhong Ruji's sleeve.

The number eleven is not very good, and there is still a rooftop where the mystery has not been unlocked. Who knows what will happen when I go back.

"En." Zhong Ruji nodded.

The two who explored late at night couldn't fall asleep after returning home. The main reason was that Shu Shi didn't fall asleep, which made Zhong Ruji stay up all night.

"Ghost hitting the wall?" Chen Ziqian, who got up early, got the first-hand information.

"Yeah." Shu Shi nodded cautiously, sat a little further away in silence, and waved to Chen Ziqian to come over.

Someone who was resting his head heard the movement, and said in a very cold tone: "Come back."

Shu Shi, who disturbed his sleep, dared not speak, and sat back cowardly.

Chen Ziqian laughed shamelessly for a while seeing him being tightly controlled, and finally smiled on Fu Yi's shoulder.

Shu Shi, who was laughed at but really loved like a bell, felt aggrieved.

"Say what you want to say." Zhong Ruji knew what was going on at the table even with his eyes closed.

"You sleep and you sleep, don't worry about me." Shu Shi turned on the mic.

"..." Zhong Ruji didn't reply.

Shu Shi obediently took the pen to write on the paper, even when he wrote it carefully.

Chen Ziqian passed notes back and forth with him, giving him the illusion of going back to his school days to go to class and have fun.

After a while, the sound of talking and laughing faintly approached.

Shu Shiben was still wondering why Zhong Ruji, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly sat up, and heard a voice after a while.

Zhong Ruji frowned coldly, obviously disturbed, and seemed not to be trifled with.

People who are having a good conversation will involuntarily turn down the volume when they see him, and they have an intuition that if the volume is too loud, they will be in trouble.

Because of Zhong Ruji's invisible town, it was rare for Xiong Yang to see the silence at the assembly point when he came down.

Shu Shi pursed his lips, seeing a group of people who were more cowardly than him, he was overjoyed.

From the first day, everyone had assumed that Xiong Yang was the leader. It wasn't until today when they saw Zhong Ruji that they realized that there was a big man in a vest among them.

It's not unreasonable to stamp it like this. After all, when Xiong Yang mentions key points, he will glance at Zhong Ruji, and anyone who is interested should see it.

Xiong Yang checked the number of people as a routine, and saw that there were two vacant seats at the long table.This also proves that someone had an accident last night.

With Zhong Ruji's reminder, Shu Shi specially recorded the number of people this time, and also subdivided the gender.

After writing it down, he bit the pen holder slightly and circled the numbers to read.

There were 15 men and six women, a total of 21 people.

Shu Shi tried his best to recall the data he didn't remember when he first came to the assembly point, and he was a little confused.

Is he remembering wrongly?It turns out that there are seven women and 16 men...?

Unbelievably, Shu Shi checked everyone's faces, but was finally defeated by face blindness.

If anyone looks familiar, don't expect to see anything.

Zhong Ruji, who was deprived of sleep, lowered her eyes halfway, and kept staring at someone who was taking notes seriously.

The earnest look is nice, the look of biting the pen holder is cute, and the distressed look also pokes his point.

Well, no matter how you look at it, it's the way he likes it.

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