Odd Containment Specialist

After an unknown amount of time, the snow stopped, and there was no trace of snow in the corridor of the hotel.

Shirakawa stood up from the ground, picked up the paintbrush beside Juzaburo, and then staggered to the paint box, where he found a whole stack of savings cards, all of which were collected by Juzaburo Naganuma from the survivors who surrendered to him.

He counted them, more than 30,000.

Shirakawa took the savings card to the elevator, pressed the button, and waited silently.

"Ding——"

The elevator door opened.

Shirakawa walked into the elevator, thought for a while, and wrote on the wall with a paintbrush:

[Room number:

How many people entered the hotel? Divide by two, round up.

How many colleagues entered the village?

How many were fake?

How many came out alive?

The savings card is there. ——I'm leaving. 】

In the eyes of others, this code must be foggy and nothing can be seen, but Shirakawa knows that Xia Shou will definitely be able to see it at a glance.

After writing the code, Shirakawa put the remaining savings cards in the room specified by the code.

After doing all this, he returned to the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.

To be honest, he didn't expect it to be so smooth. He always thought that when he did those things just now, he would definitely encounter some abnormal bodies, but in the end, he didn't meet anyone along the way.

This is good. In this way, he has done everything he can do, and the rest can't help.

Baihe stared at the slowly decreasing numbers in the elevator, his thoughts were in a mess.

The inexplicable words before Shouzaburo died echoed in his mind over and over again. In the seemingly crazy answer, there seemed to be some answer hidden.

Baihe shook his head and gave up thinking.

He lost a lot of blood, and the blood and oxygen supply to the brain became a problem. If it weren't for the fact that the people in this hotel were not easy to die, and there were paintbrushes to stop bleeding, with his current injuries, he would have died long ago.

He emptied his mind and watched the elevator number slowly reach 10, and then changed trains. During the transfer, he didn't even feel nervous, and didn't consider whether he would encounter abnormal bodies at all.

He turned several corners and walked through many long corridors.

On the way, he even went into a guest room to drink some water, eat some fruit from the fruit bowl, and sit down to rest for a few minutes.

Then, he finally arrived at the elevator from the tenth floor to the first floor.

Standing in the elevator, looking at the number gradually approaching 1 on the upper right, Baihe suddenly became a little energetic.

For some reason, he wanted to go to the orphanage and see that bastard.

Baihe felt that something was strange, but he couldn't say it.

When his eyes fell on the REC that never disappeared, he seemed to understand something.

He forgot that he was shooting a movie now.

Baihe looked up, looked at the floor number, and chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Ding——"

The number stopped at 2, and the elevator door slowly opened.

Standing outside the elevator was a man with spikes all over his body and cloudy pupils. He was wearing a straw raincoat woven with long gems and a bamboo hat on his head.

"Swish!"

A huge one-meter-long sharp steel nail appeared out of thin air, pierced Baihe's abdomen, and nailed him to the wall of the elevator.

Bai He looked at the person standing at the elevator door, and his expression gradually became shocked.

The other party was wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat made of blue and green gems.

These two forbidden objects belonged to Edward, an S-level investigator!

Ten years ago, Edward, who disappeared after entering the Blood Demon House, still did not appear after the Blood Demon House was destroyed.

His life lamp is still lit in the Control Bureau, but why did his exclusive forbidden objects appear on this butcher?

Without time to think, the straw raincoat butcher stretched out his hand and pulled Bai He down with the nail. The huge force strung Bai He on the nail more than one meter long like a string of incense.

Bai He was lifted up high, and the butcher poked the ceiling casually. He was like a butterfly specimen fixed on the wall, nailed to the ceiling of the corridor outside the elevator.

"You... who are you?" Bai He asked while spitting blood.

His consciousness began to blur, but the butcher was silent like a rock.

The butcher wearing Edward's straw raincoat turned and walked into the elevator, and the elevator door slowly closed.

Baihe tilted his head with difficulty and looked to the side.

The ceiling next to him was densely packed with survivors who were nailed to death like him.

He understood... his role positioning became a stepping stone.

Yes, a character who has fulfilled his wish and has no worries, has lost the ability to create emotional conflicts in the movie, and has lost the attribute of a tool man, so his only role is to pave the way for the appearance of more important characters.

It's so cold... But forget it, let's stop here... The minister will take care of that kid.

Baihe slowly closed his eyes.

Just before he lost consciousness, footsteps were heard in the darkness, and the red REC sign disappeared.

Then an exclamation sounded.

"Damn! This can't be Baihe!"