Those years when I was taken away by the boss

1103.

Chen Ziqian and others who hadn't left successfully reunited with Zhong Ruji Shushi.

When Chen Ziqian saw the person who pushed the door and came in, he couldn't help asking: "How do you feel? If you're not well, don't come out for a walk, lest you get sicker."

Shu Shi came over wearing the anti-fever stickers, and he couldn't bear to see it.

"Fortunately, it will be fine in a few hours." Shu Shi replied, his face still tense.

Zhong Ruji was behind him, and closed the door with a hook of his leg.

When Shu Shi heard that Yang Wanqing had an accident, he wanted to come to 1103, but was blocked by Zhong Ruji, who put on some clothes and wrapped him up like a bear before letting him out.

His complexion was not good, Chen Ziqian understood the reason, and glanced hastily at the charred corpse they put on the sofa.

Zhong Ruji asked casually, "What have you gained?"

Xiong Yang shook his head, Chen Ziqian shook his head too, Fu Yi acquiesced not.

Zhong Ruji stopped asking.

There are unused bandages in the house, the kitchen is tidy and clean, but the occupants of the house have died.

"It's impossible for her to be attacked for no reason." Shu Shi stopped a few steps away from the sofa and didn't go any further. "There will always be a certain point where the death condition is touched."

Since entering the space, besides Zhong Ruji, the person Shu Shi had the most contact with was this girl, who would have guessed that she would disappear after one night.

"We thought about it, and the preliminary judgment of the condition of death might be that the two of them shared the same room and had dinner together." Chen Ziqian frowned, "But this assumption is not valid. I stayed with Fu Yi all day yesterday."

There are countless people walking together in the space, and it is already a common phenomenon for timid people to drag their friends to live together. If this is the death condition, half of the people will die last night.

Besides, Yang Wanqing invited An Pan into the house. From an objective point of view, both of them triggered the same condition. It makes no sense that An Pan is still alive and well after Yang Wanqing died.

"There's no need to be entangled." Zhong Ruji walked to Shu Shi's side, and also looked at the corpse, "There must be a reason for her death, and the specific reason must be determined by another person."

The other refers to the second person who was haunted by the ghost.Those with abilities can escape, and those with weak abilities will be harvested. This is an eternal law in the mission space.

But this so-called other person usually appears as the deceased.

Shu Shi stopped talking and looked at the corpse, neither happy nor sad.

Yang Wanqing is undoubtedly the most special existence in the space.He is timid, his face is covered with bandages, and he will be cautious when contacting strangers.

From any point of view, she should not be the first person to be killed if she is so cautious.

The problem lies in inviting people to dinner.

Shu Shi heard the whole process of Yang Wanqing's invitation to other people yesterday, and the object was the girl who helped her out.

He lowered his eyes, thoughtful.

After a long while, Shu Shi tugged on Zhong Ruji's clothes, and looked up at him: "Can you stay with me all night today?"

In Chen Ziqian's view, this invitation is easily misunderstood.

From Zhong Ruji's point of view, Shu Shi's move had a clear purpose, and his intentions couldn't be more obvious.

"Are you sure?" Zhong Ruji frowned slightly, "You still have a fever."

"Sure." Shu Shi said calmly, "Fever is not a problem, as long as it doesn't burn to death."

Like Yang Wanqing, he invited Zhong Ruji in the same way to test the conditions of death by putting himself at risk.

Chen Ziqian felt that someone had just died, and it was inappropriate for them to be so close, but he looked at Zhong Ruji, and didn't dare to speak.

"Okay." Zhong Ruji let him come, and then said to the others, "Remember to lock the door when the time comes, we'll leave first."

After speaking, he took Shu Shi's hand.Shu Shi didn't react at all, he should be used to it.

Chen Ziqian, who was secretly sprinkled with dog food, received a knowing blow.

Being held by Zhong Ruji, Shu Shi sank his jaw and buried half of his face in his clothes.

Actually it was still cold, but Zhong Ruji and his clothes were warm.

Yang Wanqing's death did have a certain impact on Shu Shi, and she has been sleepy since being dragged back by Zhong Ruji.

Those who go out hungry don't want to eat when they come back.

Shu Shi sat on the sofa until he saw Zhong Ruji looking at him not far away.

He suddenly realized something, coughed twice and stood up, tightened his clothes and walked into the room: "Oh, it's so cold today, I'm going back to lie down under the quilt."

Even sleeping on the sofa with a fever, and now that the fever has not gone away, he is on the sofa again, Shu Shi doesn't know why he has a soft spot for the sofa.

Until the afternoon, the sound of the elevator outside and human voices rang countless times, and Shu Shi was pressed under the quilt and lay down firmly for eight hours.

The experience of waking up and smelling the aroma of food is really addictive.

Shu Shi asked Zhong Ruji to stay not only for the mission, but also out of selfishness.

He didn't say a word of apology, and he couldn't say it well. He could only use this method to bring back the distance between the two of them.

"Has the fever gone?" Zhong Ruji put the plate on the table, wiped his hands and asked.

"I don't know, I think I should withdraw." Shu Shi tried the temperature of his forehead, he had no idea about the temperature, and he couldn't feel it when it was hot, and his hands were cold, no matter how he touched it, he felt hot.

"Don't fall down when you are exercising at night." Zhong Ruji walked over and put the back of his hand against his forehead, "It's almost the same, much better than before. If you feel uncomfortable, don't be brave, it's too late to regret it now."

Zhong Ruji's hands were still warm even after being dipped in cold water, he didn't hear what Shu Shi said after that, he coughed unnaturally, and looked away.

He felt that his fever had not subsided, otherwise why his head was so dizzy.

"This mission is difficult," Zhong Ruji said, "but in two or three days, the clues will be obvious."

After that, it's time to fight for strength. Before that, Shu Shi must hurry up and fight for his brain.Strength is paramount in advanced level, but IQ is also a decisive factor.

Shu Shi sat down at the table and smiled at Zhong Ruji: "Well, I know."

Waiting for the ghost to come to the door is not the first time for the two to operate. After several times of cooperation, they have already formed a tacit understanding that needs no words.

The dusk was heavy, Shu Shi was wearing a purple fleece sweater, covered with several clothes of different thicknesses, Zhong Ruji sat close to him, almost touching each other.

Covering clothes is for fear of catching cold, and wearing less clothes is convenient for exercise.

"If you don't see it, go to the toilet and the elevator." Shu Shi cracked his abacus, determined to see the ghost tonight.

"En." Zhong Ruji responded.

Shu Shi's main purpose is to familiarize himself with the connection between obscure names and clues, and it doesn't matter whether the progress is fast or slow.Rather than groping at a slow pace, he prefers to dig out all the clues he can find at a fast pace, and then deal with the minutiae with a little bit of refinement.

This method is also commonly used by Zhong Ruji, after all, it is too passive to be at the mercy of ghosts, and it is better to face them head-on than just sit and wait in the comfort zone.

Experience is gained through brushing shoulders with death again and again.

Shu Shi went to press the light, but the light bulb was not bright enough to illuminate the whole night.The living room is dimly lit, and everything far away is shrouded in a faint shadow.

An hour into the night, Shu Shi and Zhong Ruji did not see any ghosts.

Two hours into the night, still no movement.

Three hours into the night...

"I'll go to the toilet." Shu Shi said and went to the toilet. Everyone said that the mirror beckoned ghosts, and the probability of encountering them was extremely high. In addition, his luck was so bad that it didn't make sense not to encounter them.

Shu Shi spent ten minutes in the toilet, staring at himself in the mirror for a long time, and turned off the lights for a few minutes, but nothing happened.

The ghost seemed unwilling to come.

"Damn, this is too..." Shu Shi couldn't describe his horrible experience.

"It's better to go out and bump around here." Zhong Ruji suggested from the side, "Especially the elevator."

"Then let's go, let's go together." Shu Shi immediately went out to fight ghosts, and pulled Zhong Ruji along.

With the lights off and the door closing, everything in the room fell into silence.

The sensor light in the stairwell had to be touched to turn on. Shu Shi didn't turn on the light, so he went straight out and pressed the elevator button.

The square window in the distance reveals the darkness of the night, and the wind blowing from the roof is extremely gloomy. In the entire stairwell, only the "safety exit" emits a faint green light.

Shu Shi held Zhong Ruji's hand tightly in this weird atmosphere, and he was still in the mood to joke: "If I turn around and find that you have turned into a ghost, it would be so scary." He got goosebumps after saying this.

"Indeed." Zhong Ruji replied, "But you won't if you don't let go."

As long as Shu Shi doesn't let go of his hand, the person in his hand will never run away, let alone become a ghost in his skin.

"Then don't let go." Shu Shi clasped his hand tightly with a smile, deliberately not looking sideways.

Holding hands for a long time, the palms of the two touching each other gradually became stained with sweat.

Shu Shi's teeth gritted his lower lip gently, and the hand he held with Zhong Ruji seemed to be immovable, losing its original function.

The elevator slowly ascended, accompanied by the sound of old cables pulling objects.

The elevator door opened in front of my eyes, and the lights inside were not as bright as daylight, but also a shimmer that was not too dark.

Shu Shi let go of the two tightly holding hands, and said to Zhong Ruji: "It's dangerous, don't go in."

Zhong Ruji lowered his eyes, and quickly said, "Leave me here, aren't you afraid that I'll turn into a ghost when you come back?"

A certain person said before that he would not let go, but just now he let go so decisively.

Shu Shi pressed the button for a long time without letting the elevator door close, and then said after a pause, "I believe you won't."

"Don't go in, there's no difference." Zhong Ruji took his hand that was pressing the button, which was an overstepping the rule, and reminded, "It's risky to enter the elevator during the day, let alone at night. The characteristics of things have little to do with ghosts."

"Low connection doesn't mean no connection." Shu Shi looked back, "Some things can't be seen during the day, only at night."

Zhong Ruji didn't force him to stop him, but said: "I won't stop you, but if you go in, I must follow."

Shu Shi opened his mouth and wanted to refuse: "No..."

"Don't even think about going in if you can't guarantee safety." Zhong Ruji supported the white wall next to the elevator, just blocking his way.

In the end Shu Shi still went in, but his attitude was much more cautious than before.Now he and Zhong Ruji are together, not him alone.

The elevator doors closed, shutting the darkness away from them.In the blink of an eye, Shu Shi seemed to see someone standing at the stairs.

The elevator moved slowly, and a smell of tobacco filled his nostrils. He frowned uncomfortably and coughed two or three times.

Zhong Ruji reassured him: "Can't you smell the smoke?"

"No." Shu Shi shook his head, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, "I just can't smell too strong, it's choking."

Staying in this closed space, Shu Shi felt that he was not far from death, even sniffing his cuffs was useless.

Zhong Ruji smelled the faint smell of smoke in the air, and seeing Shu Shi's suffocating look, he felt that he might belong to the group with a keen sense of smell.

Every time he was in the kitchen, Shu Shi would be able to know what he was doing by searching all the way. Perhaps this could be regarded as a specialty and skill.

Zhong Ruji couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Shu Shi had already covered his mouth and nose with long sleeves, and his brows were tightly frowned.When he finished smelling the fresh air on himself, he had to smell the smoke.

Zhong Ruji lowered his head and sniffed his clothes, there was a very faint scent of grass and trees.This smell may save Shu Shi from the fire and water.

Shu Shi was so tortured by the smell of smoke that he couldn't observe carefully, so he forced himself to look at the information posted on the wall of the room, and carefully compared whether there were any clues of correction.

Graffiti and stick figures are still there, but the small advertisements and notices in the car have disappeared.Seen this way, the message becomes even more apparent.

"I don't understand the graffiti, the stick figures contain more information." Shu Shi said with difficulty, and coughed a few more times without holding back.

The graffiti uses exaggerated colors and draws some crooked lines, and it is temporarily impossible to distinguish the shape.Shu Shi found that this graffiti was slightly different from the first time he saw it, but only a certain line had been moved.

Zhong Ruji glanced at the wall of the compartment, and hummed.

Shu Shi was touching the marks on the wall of the compartment when his arm was taken off him unexpectedly. He took a sharp breath and almost died on the spot.

Then he smelled a refreshing herbal fragrance.

Zhong Ruji gave him the clothes, and pressed the elevator button on the next floor: "If you can't stand it, go out for a while, or if you don't find the clue, you will suffocate yourself."

To put it bluntly, it is also true.

Shu Shi sniffed the scent on his clothes as if he was holding a life-saving medicine, without any hesitation, he nodded in agreement.

The feeling of falling disappeared, Shu Shi couldn't wait to run out with his clothes in his arms, away from the elevator.

After the elevator closed, he took a few breaths of fresh air before wondering: "Who smokes in the elevator? Don't you know that smoking is prohibited in public places?"

Zhong Ruji looked around and touched the sensor light: "This is the smell only at night."

Shu Shi was surprised: "...Is the ghost a male ghost? Still smoking after death?" Although it might be a bit offensive, this thing really surprised him.

"No." Zhong Ruji denied it.

"No?" Shu Shi was puzzled, suddenly realized in the past few seconds, and suddenly looked at Zhong Ruji, "Who came out in the middle of the night?"

Zhong Ruji didn't answer, but said to him from left to right: "Pay attention to the details."

While the two were talking, the elevator started to move.

Shu Shi watched with his own eyes that the elevator slowly stopped on the fourth floor and stopped descending.The number four has an ominous meaning.

Shu Shi stared at that floor for two or three seconds, and said, "Is it on the fourth floor?"

Zhong Ruji: "Maybe."

As if aware of something, Shu Shi looked up at the floor he was on.The blood-red number was printed on the side of the elevator, very eye-catching.

Although I have made sufficient preparations, it is inevitable that I will feel palpitations when I see it with my own eyes.Shu Shi tightened the clothes in his arms, and said slowly: "Our floor is the fourth floor."