long night fire

The number on the door is "23".

Floor 495, Area C, Room 23.

The windows here are covered with thick curtains, leaving no gaps.

"Just here?" Long Yuehong asked, suppressing her voice.

Shang Jianyao nodded first, and then said to Long Yuehong while moving his body:

"Stay away and support yourself."

This time, his voice was deep, with an undeniable seriousness.

"Uh, good." Long Yuehong took a few steps back.

When he stopped, Shang Jianyao bent his fingers and tapped on the door of Room 23 three times.

After a brief silence, Youdao's male voice sounded a little hurriedly:

"Who?"

"Shang Jianyao." Shang Jianyao politely introduced himself.

"I don't seem to know you." The male voice behind the door said doubtfully.

"It's okay, we've known each other from now on." Shang Jianyao said with a smile.

The man behind the door was silent for a few seconds:

"What the hell are you trying to do? I'll call the Order Supervisor!"

Shang Jianyao patted the flashlight in his right hand with his left palm:

"Yeah."

It took a while for the male voice behind the door to ask tremblingly:

"You, what do you want to do?"

"I saw you on the road just now, and I thought you were not in the right condition. I wanted to ask if you need help." Shang Jianyao put on an attitude of an enthusiastic crowd.

The voice of the man behind the door suddenly became a little sharp:

"No, I'm fine, you can go back."

"Really?" Shang Jian Yao said "I don't believe it".

The male voice behind the door seemed to be a bit crying:

"Really, I'm really fine, you go back quickly, go back."

While listening, Shang saw that the light of the flashlight in Yao's hand moved down and shone on the crack at the bottom of the door.

In the yellowish light, there was no shadow in the gap.

A few steps away, Long Yuehong was listening to Shang Jianyao's conversation with the man behind the door, while quickly recalling who lived in this room.

As an old house in District C, although their family was not here before, he is not too unfamiliar with this side.

Suddenly, Long Yuehong's eyes froze, and she blurted out:

"This room is empty!"

He remembered that several rooms in this row had not been allocated yet!

After she startled herself, Long Yuehong quickly added:

"It was like that before the last time we went out, and now I don't know."

They were away for several months, and it was normal for room assignments to change within the company.

Shang Jianyao nodded lightly, smiled and knocked on the door of Room 23:

"I heard that no one lives here?"

There was silence behind the door, and no one responded.

Shang Jianyao didn't ask any more questions, turned around, and walked back to Long Yuehong's side.

He said calmly:

"Go to the 'order supervision room'."

"Okay." Long Yuehong responded reflexively.

After walking out of this street, he suddenly reacted and asked:

"Why don't you keep asking? Don't you just open the door and go in?"

Shang Jian Yao was shaking the flashlight, watching the yellowish beams of light floating around, and said calmly:

"The human consciousness inside has disappeared."

"This..." Long Yuehong shuddered instantly.

He didn't ask any more questions, and followed Shang Jianyao to the "Order Supervision Room" next to the "Activity Center".

As old residents on this floor, they all knew each other and were no strangers to the two "order supervisors" on the night shift. After greeting each other, Shang Jianyao said:

"When we were going to the bathroom just now, we saw someone running naked on the road."

After talking about the case, he added a comment:

"It's vulgar!"

"Running naked?" One of the "order supervisors" seemed to think of something, and his expression became a little dignified. "Did you see which room he entered?"

Long Yuehong was about to answer when Shang Jianyao shook his head:

"No."

"Then I'll contact the higher-ups to check the monitoring." The "Order Supervisor" just nodded and said, "Go back first, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

"Okay." Shang Jianyao turned around immediately, and came out of here without delaying at all.

Long Yuehong followed him, and asked doubtfully:

"Why didn't you say Room 23?"

Shang Jianyao's expression was unusually calm:

"Should the two of them go to die?"

"That's right..." Long Yuehong came to her senses, "It's better to let them report it to the higher authorities to investigate."

Separated from Shang Jianyao, after returning to her home, Long Yuehong washed up briefly, and lay down on her brother's upper bunk.

He listened to the movement on the street outside, wanting to wait for a result.

However, the night is always so peaceful.

I don't know how long it took before Long Yuehong barely fell asleep.

……

The next morning, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong came to Room 647 on the 14th floor in a peaceful environment.

Jiang Baimian, who was staring at the computer screen, looked up at them and said doubtfully:

"Why did the above suddenly send an email asking us to do a mental state assessment as a group?"

Although this is a process that every team and brigade on duty will have after returning, under normal circumstances, no one will urge it, and the leader of the team will make an appointment and arrange time to do it.

Jiang Baimian originally planned to send Long Yuehong and others to see a psychiatrist after the review, otherwise he would not know what to say or what not to say, but now he suddenly received such an email.

This gave her the feeling that the group had serious mental problems and was known by the higher-ups.

Long Yuehong thought for a while, and said before Shang saw Yao:

"It may have something to do with our experience last night."

He hurriedly gave a general account of the "Natural Sect" and what happened last night.

"What does this have to do with asking us to evaluate our mental state?" Bai Chen felt that these two things were not related.

Jiang Baimian let out an "uh":

"Perhaps, the higher-ups checked the monitoring and found that there was no one running naked at all. Shang Jianyao was talking to the wall at that time..."

"This...team leader, don't scare me." Long Yuehong couldn't help shivering.

Jiang Baimian laughed when he heard the words:

"What are you afraid of? Haven't you never experienced illusions?"

Having said that, she breathed out slowly:

"Why are there so many things after I come back..."

With a swipe, Shang Jianyao cast his gaze on Long Yuehong.

Bai Chen resisted not turning his neck.

Long Yuehong quickly defended:

"I didn't mess with the incident with the 'Life Sacrifice' sect before."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Jianyao showed a pensive expression.

"You are here, what are you thinking?" Jiang Baimian asked tentatively.

Shang Jian Yao nodded slightly, and replied seriously:

"I'm thinking about what name I should change."

Chapter 11 Strange Room

Hearing Shang Jianyao's answer, Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong were amused, and even Bai Chen couldn't help pursing his lips.

This guy is also working hard to hack himself!

"Zhang Qubing is fine." Jiang Baimian joked, and then said, "I'll call and ask there to see what the surveillance saw."

As soon as the voice fell, she picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

After connecting, she briefly talked about what happened to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong last night, and asked her own questions.

Then, she listened to the narration on the phone with an "um" from time to time, with a very focused expression.

"Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought." Finally, she hung up the phone and said to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, "There is no one stripping naked and running in the surveillance. Shang Jianyao did stay in front of Room 23 for a while Time seems to be talking to people, but there is no one living there.

"People from the 'Order Supervision Department' opened the target room this morning, and there is no trace of human activity in it."

Shang Jianyao nodded lightly, leaned his body halfway, raised his arms, and responded with eloquence:

"Dreams everywhere, why take it seriously?"

"Do you think you are affected by hallucinations?" Jiang Baimian thought about it and said, "Your mental problem is in a different direction. In theory, there will be no hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, etc., and Xiaohong was beside you at the time. , he is a normal person, and he will not suddenly get sick."

For the evaluation of the team leader, Long Yuehong was very pleased:

"Yeah yeah.

"But the idea of ​​'Natural Sect' doesn't sound like a belief in 'Broken Mirror'."

"It's mentioned in the information that there is no necessary connection between which age you believe in and which ability you awaken." Bai Chen pointed out the problem with what Long Yuehong said just now.

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"It can't be said that. There is no absolute connection in a more accurate description. It is also stated in the data that among the believers of Zhisui, the abilities of the awakened ones have a high probability of belonging to the corresponding field."

But no matter which description method is used, Long Yuehong's judgment cannot be established.

Jiang Baimian left his seat, took a few steps back and forth, and said after deliberation:

"There are two possibilities. One is that you have encountered a hallucination, and there are no people running naked and running. The second is that the surveillance camera has been interfered, and what is recorded is a hallucination."

With Tarnan's experience, they are extremely convinced that the ability of the "Broken Mirror" field can affect electronic products, but they still don't know what level the awakened person needs to reach to achieve this.

"Maybe there are all of them." Shang Jianyao was suddenly excited while talking, "I want to prepare the Eight Diagrams Mirror, Sleeping Ghost Bag, Qianyang Golden Lantern and Pure Yang Fushui!"

This translates to human terms as vanity mirrors, sackcloth pockets, flashlights and bottled water with floating ash.

Obviously, Shang Jianyao was deeply impressed by Zhou Yue Zhou Guanzhu's performance, and mastered a series of vocabulary after supplementing old world entertainment materials.

Jiang Baimian twitched the corner of his mouth secretly and said: