This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 29 It's Not Me

On Wednesday, he couldn't help but clutch his phone tightly.

The heart began to speed up, and fine beads of sweat began to ooze from the forehead...

Fortunately, he soon realized that the sound behind him came from outside the escape door...it was the sound of the elevator running.

"Still nervous."

He said something as if he was talking to himself, and then ran towards the 12th floor in two steps at a time.

However, before Wednesday could recover from this little scare, the voice-activated lights above his head dimmed.

The entire escape channel was plunged into darkness in an instant, and the originally inconspicuous green sign became a "pointer" for him to move forward at this moment.

If these two links are placed in the escape room, it will definitely have a good effect.

Unfortunately it’s reality now…

Despite being a little scared at first, he relaxed on Wednesday after finding out that nothing was out of the ordinary.

He thought that he had to be exposed, but after a moment of hesitation, he stepped on it regardless.

In this way, in the alternation of darkness and light, in about two or three minutes, he arrived at the 3th floor smoothly.

This place seems to be no different from other floors, except that there is a big shiny lock on the handle of the escape door.

Apparently the estate of the building didn't want anyone in.

On Wednesday, I took a few breaths and was about to try its practicality without believing in evil, when the voice-activated light went out again.

"Ouch...I'm exhausted."

He kicked his foot again helplessly...

Can!
While the light is on.

A strange feeling flashed through my heart at the same time.

and many more?

Wednesday blinked.

... Is there something extra?
The surrounding images began to replay in his mind, and after 2 seconds, he suddenly knew what the extra thing was.

The voice-activated light is behind him, so there is a small half-slender shadow in front of his toes...

But now!
It's just a kick, why is there such a big black shadow around him? !

The hairs on Wednesday's back stood up instantly.

What is behind him? !

Without any time to think, he quickly took a step forward to distance himself, turned around, and saw a young man with messy hair standing behind him.

His eyes looked a little dull, the corners of his mouth drooped unconsciously, and he had a bitter face.

"Who are you? You can't come here." The young man said listlessly, as if he had used up his last strength to say this.

Wednesday looked at him warily, took out his phone and checked the time.

16: 00.

There are still two hours until 18:[-].

The brainwashing type of reassurance seemed to help, and he was visibly less nervous after seeing the time.

"Are you... a living person?"

The bitter gourd youth looked a little helpless, he turned around and walked towards the 15th floor without talking to him.

His footsteps are very light, and every time the soles of his feet touch the ground, there will only be a small friction sound that is easily overlooked.

If nothing else, it should be noticeable, was he just breathing too heavily?

Seeing that he has no intention of attacking.Wednesday trotted forward: "Why can't you come here?"

"Don't you know? There was a murder on the 14th floor. After that, the property doesn't allow people to come here."

"But you are here."

There was a struggling expression on the face of the bitter gourd youth. He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he just sighed: "This is my job."

"What's your job? Cleaning the corridors?"

Speaking of which, the corridor is indeed very clean, either someone cleans it, or someone walks around it frequently.

Judging from how afraid people in this building are of the 14th floor, it's most likely the former.

Thinking about it this way, the bitter gourd youth in front of him is also quite miserable.

Perhaps because his words brought back bad memories, the bitter gourd youth went up the stairs a lot faster.

While he didn't seem like he wanted to answer his own question, Wednesday didn't want to miss out on this opportunity... After all, it might be the only target he could get useful information from.

So, without the slightest hesitation, he ran two quick steps, shoulder to shoulder with the bitter gourd youth.

"Then can you tell me how to get to the 14th floor?"

The young man's progress suddenly stopped, and the struggling look appeared on his face again.

"Floor 14..." He turned his head to look at Wednesday, the lights in front of him cast a shadow on his face, "I suggest you not to go, of course, if you really want to go, you can try to take the elevator after 6 o'clock. "

Take the elevator…

Thinking about that sentence on Wednesday.

It seems that the system task has already given him a reminder, but he didn't notice it.

"Thanks! Do you know what happened on the 14th floor?"

"I know, a man died." The bitter melon youth showed a sad look on his face, "He was killed, but for some reason, everyone said he died accidentally."

"Killed?"

On Wednesday, he was taken aback. Could it be that his guess was wrong?

Is this... an elaborate murder?
"You seem to know a lot. Can you tell me more? Don't worry, I'm not a criminal. I'm just asking this out of curiosity."

I thought that my repeated inquiries would make the bitter gourd young man impatient, but I didn't expect that after quietly listening to his words, the bitter gourd young man just said lightly: "I only know this."

After all, he ignored Wednesday, opened the escape door and walked in.

21 floors.

If I remember correctly on Wednesday, the 21st floor is the highest floor that this building can reach, and it is also where the property company of Baichao Financial Building is located.

It seems that he is really a cleaner.

"Unfortunately, I can't follow."

He was very grateful that the bitter gourd youth didn't directly send him away.If he went out now, he might be arrested and kicked out...and maybe the bitter gourd youth would be implicated.

"He answered so many questions for me, I can't be ungrateful..."

I checked my phone on Wednesday.

4: 20.

Time passed pretty fast, but still a bit slow.

"He said that you have to take the elevator after 6 o'clock to get to the 14th floor, so don't I have to stay here for an hour and 40 minutes? But if I go out now... can I come in after 5 o'clock?"

After struggling for a long time, Wednesday finally decided to stay in the building until six o'clock.

……

In the running elevator, two security guards who had been doing nothing in the lobby were complaining non-stop.

"It's almost 5 o'clock..."

"The captain is really serious. If you can't get through, just make a few more calls. Why don't you want us to go up and have a look?"

"Yeah, usually at 5 o'clock, he runs faster than us! Now it's better, threaten us with wages!"

"What a dog..."

Ding.

"Okay, forget it, let's hurry up and leave! I don't know if the manager fell into the pit..."

"what!!"

There was a sudden scream, and the fatter security guard fell backwards to the ground.

The scene in front of him severely stimulated his nerves.

That man in a suit from nowhere is committing murder!
He strangled their manager's neck with both hands... and that manager, who was usually aloof, was now like a dead dog.

His right hand drooped weakly, and he looked in their direction without blinking, as if he was still waiting for someone to appear in the elevator at the last moment before he died.

On the ground not far away, a young man with messy hair turned his head to look at them at this moment. He shook his head frantically, and the horror in his eyes was clearly visible.

"not me!"

(End of this chapter)