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This is changing the subject. It seems that they are quite vigilant about this matter, and even Qin Yun couldn't ask about it.

"Need not."

Xia Ren waved his hand, looked at the thin man just now, thoughtfully.

The fat security guard has not yet, and kindly reminded: "If you lead this child, I suggest you don't go up."

"Thank you."

Xia Ren nodded to him, and led Qin Yun and Liu Xiuxiu up the stairs.

The fat security guard's eyes twitched, but he didn't continue to dissuade him.

Since you have ignored my words, you will have a headache in the future. I guess that child will not be willing to come here anyway. It depends on what else you can use to make money.

But then he thought about it again, how many students here are voluntary?

The most trusted family members and outsiders lie to you together, who can guard against it?

After going up to the second floor, due to the poor airflow, a strange smell began to fill the air, a bit like the smell of spoiled food, mixed with the stench of excrement.

Liu Xiuxiu covered her nose in disgust, and said in a buzzing voice, "Don't they even clean the toilet?"

The corridor is lit and empty. The doors on both sides are iron anti-theft doors, and they are all closed tightly. The strange smell comes from the cracks in the doors. If a horror movie can be shot here, it is estimated that there is no need to add anything in the later stage. The special effects, that's enough to make people shudder.

Xia Ren could feel that there were people in some of the rooms, but they didn't make a sound, as if they were all asleep.

"This floor should be the confinement room."

Xia Ren could feel the very faint smell of pollution, and with the appearance of Mu Yanglan's infected body before, it seemed that the hanging rope was indeed there, and this trip was not in vain.

Continuing to go up, the air on the third floor was even more dull. There was a sound of banging on the iron door from one of the rooms, and they kept shouting and cursing. The voice was familiar, and it should be the young man who was sent here just now.

There was someone in the room next to him, and he should have heard the sound, but he didn't move at all, as if he was numb.

This is not a prison, but it is a crueler place than a prison.

Liu Xiuxiu was moved, Xia Ren shook his head at him.

They didn't come here to save these students, at least not now.

Xia Ren counted silently. A total of six people were imprisoned on this floor, and the pollution was still very light.

He didn't stop, and continued to go to the upper floor.

The situation on the fourth floor is similar to that on the third floor. The number of detainees is only one, and the number has dropped sharply. It seems that there are not as many new students in the Shuguang Center as expected.On this floor, Xia Ren felt that the pollution in two of the rooms was much denser than the rest.

"Qi Shanshan and Mu Yanglan should be detained here."

The two doors are next to each other, and because they are too close together, it is impossible to tell which room is more polluted.

The door was not locked, Xia Ren opened one of them directly and walked in.

The stench came over his face, Xia Ren frowned, the light in the corridor shone obliquely into the room, the floor was dirty and covered with all kinds of suspicious stains, just like what Mu Yanglan described, there was only one The bedding on the bed was dirty and covered by countless people, and the pillows even reflected oily light under the light; a bowl full of food residue was placed against the wall, and it felt like it had been used and hadn't been washed. Continue to fill the rice, add up layer by layer, to become what it is now; in addition, there is half a bucket of water, blocked by plastic bottles, this half bucket of water is probably the cleanest thing in the whole house.

Even a beggar would definitely not want to live in such a room. Liu Xiuxiu looked disgusted, and Qin Yun frowned tightly.

Then they came to another room, which was roughly similar to the one next to it, except that the bed sheet was torn, Xia Ren felt something under his feet, picked it up, and saw that it was a simple rope made of torn cloth strips , tied in a circle, about half a meter long, more than enough to fit an adult's head.

"Could this thing be the tool that the girl named Mu Yanglan used to hang herself?"

Liu Xiuxiu remembered the strangle marks on the corpse's neck.

"should be."

Xia Ren took the rope and looked at the ceiling above his head, and then at several walls, but there was no place to tie it up, so he couldn't help but wonder: "But where did she tie the rope?"

Suddenly, Xia Ren recalled the death cases he had seen a long time ago in search of inspiration.

He turned around and looked at the handle of the iron door.

The handle was covered with dust, but the piece connected to the door was clean.

Xia Ren measured the height between the doorknob and the ground with his hand, and his expression was a little moved.

In my mind, I gradually had a picture of the experience of the two girls when they died last night.

Mu Yanglan, she hanged herself sitting up!

Chapter 164 The Sixth Floor (Updated)

"Why do people commit suicide so easily?"

He had been thinking about this question since the hanging rope appeared in Xia Ren's field of vision.

Xia Ren, who had been terminally ill and lived with a malignant tumor in the back of his head for two years, understood better than anyone else the human desire for survival. This is an irresistible instinct. For countless nights, Xia Ren lay in bed, whenever Thinking of the fact that I was going to die, I was so frightened that my whole body became cold and I couldn't sleep all night.

This kind of pain has been with him for two years, and it is even more tormenting than the constant pain in his head.

Perhaps it is because of this fear that he chooses to write supernatural, hoping that after death, he can also have a second chance to exist in the world like the world he constructed in his book.

He has known countless ways to die, and of course he is very clear about the pain of death by hanging.

After a person hangs himself, he will not die immediately. In a state of hypoxia, the brain can still maintain consciousness for five to 10 minutes. This period of time is extremely long for the person involved.

When they are about to die, they are most eager to live, and their survival instinct will prompt their bodies to struggle. Because it is too uncomfortable, their hands will be tightly clenched into fists, with the thumb inside, and the other four fingers wrap the thumb. Longer nails often pierce tough palms.

In the last period, the vast majority of suicides will die in endless regret.Xia Ren once saw a piece of news, the boy who jumped off the building was lying on the ground, spitting blood in his mouth, and the last sentence he said was:

"help me."

Suicide is very difficult, very very difficult.

That's why Xia Ren was so surprised that Mu Yanglan hanged herself while sitting.

She had at least a few minutes of self-rescue time, it was very simple, as long as she moved her legs, she could stand up, but no, she stubbornly resisted her instinct, and she didn't move that much until she died.

She was determined to die.

Just because of this, Xia Ren would not be so moved. The key is that Qi Shanshan is next door to her. The confinement room is not completely soundproof. Qi Shanshan must have heard the movement from Mu Yanglan's side, and she must have struggled crazily. The outside world has called for help, but in this sealed cage, no one can help them.

Seeing her companion dying slowly less than two meters away from her, but helpless, desperate for her despair, suffering from her pain, Xia Ren felt horrified just trying to think about Qi Shanshan's mental journey at that time.

Here, it's hell.

Xia Ren clenched the cloth rope tightly in his hand.

He thought that he had experienced so many things that he had long looked down on other people's lives and deaths. It seemed that he still thought of this world too simply.