The woman climbed in through the window backwards.
Ayuan clutched the Buddhist beads on her wrist, which hurt her skin. She held her breath and watched the woman getting closer and closer to her.
It wasn't crawling upside down, it was backwards, first the feet moved backwards, then the hands, the whole process was like a slow-motion replay. The woman's hair was disheveled, and the back of her head was shattered.
As soon as A Yuan saw what happened behind the woman's head, he came to a conclusion that she had died by jumping off the building, with the back of her head hitting the ground.
Now time is reversing, and the woman is returning to before her death!
A Yuan cast an inquiring look at Lin Shuwei, but Lin Shuwei did not respond. His lips were moving, as if a meeting was going on inside.
The woman crawled backwards into the room, and the door closed automatically at that moment. There was a clanging sound from inside, mixed with a terrified scream: "Don't come over here!"
Ah Yuan took a step forward subconsciously, but Lin Shuwei held her back and shook his head slightly at her.
"Ahh!! It's not me! It's not me, it's not me! Don't come over, don't come over... Woo... I'm sorry..." The woman in the room was crying and sobbing neurotically.
Ayuan is different from most people. When she panics, her mind doesn't go blank. Instead, it turns faster and faster. The more panicked she becomes, the faster her thoughts appear in front of her eyes one by one.
The resident of 501 had several bags of garbage outside her door that had been there for a long time. She had not left the house or opened the window for a while. She was seriously lacking in sleep, was suspicious, and repeatedly checked the door lock... Did she see something through the cat's eye, get scared, and eventually become mentally ill and choose to commit suicide? So what did she see
A Yuan looked towards the peephole at the door. Could it be that... She increased the force with which she picked up the Buddhist beads. Opposite 501 was 502, which could be seen through the peephole.
The woman was still saying sorry. She felt guilty and in pain, as if her conscience and her instinct for survival had clashed countless times.
Ayuan usually doesn't like to check Weibo to read social news. Reading too much will make her be eroded by negative energy, and thus disappointed with the world and lose confidence in life. But not reading the news does not mean living in a sterile room. She imagined a vicious incident based on what she saw and heard.
The little girl in 502 was murdered, and the resident of 501 accidentally witnessed the incident through the cat's eye. The murderer noticed her presence, and she was targeted and dared not go out or call the police. Because she was not sure how many years the murderer would be imprisoned after being caught, she was afraid of revenge by the murderer or the murderer's family, and she was also afraid that the murdered girl would become a ghost and look for her, so she drove herself crazy.
The door suddenly opened from the inside and a woman walked out. She was still wearing the same cropped pants and solid-color short-sleeved shirt, but she exuded a light scent of perfume, without a trace of unpleasant sour smell.
The woman's long hair was tied into a bun, revealing her slender neck. Her skin was smooth and her body was just the right shape. She looked completely different from before.
There was no neurosis, anxiety or vigilance in the woman's eyes, only the warmth and warmth of someone who had been treated specially by life and had never suffered much. She thanked Ayuan and Lin Shuwei, and took the form to sign.
"Can you install a treadmill?" the woman whispered.
"No." Lin Shuwei said.
Ah Yuan glanced at the large cardboard box leaning against the wall. It turned out to be a treadmill inside. No wonder it was so heavy. She and Lin Shuwei's hands were almost cramping from carrying it.
Turning to look at the woman in front of her, she saw the outline of her past life - love and tenderness.
A Yuan glanced at the time on her mobile phone. At that moment, she felt that the knife of the god of death had cut her neck. She hurriedly pulled Lin Shuwei away.
The door of 501 closed behind them, and the white-letter house number on a blue background turned black, as if it had been painted over with a black pen.
Lin Shuwei suddenly looked up the stairs.
A Yuan also looked over. She didn't see anything, but the hairs on her back stood up uncontrollably: "What..." She was interrupted by a low shout before she said two words.
"Run!" Lin Shuwei grabbed her hand and rushed downstairs.
Chen Yang re-bandaged Chao Jian's wound, and this time the bleeding was much less severe.
Chao Jian stared at Chen Yang from beginning to end, without moving his eyes away for an inch.
Chen Yang touched Chao Jian's right hand which was wrapped in gauze, and then touched his cold and white fingertips: "Do you want some milk tablets?"
"I'm thirsty." Chao Jian looked at him.
"Then you can't eat anymore." Chen Yang said, "There's no water either. Be patient and we'll be fine when we go back." He didn't say much. The mission was important at this time and he hoped it would be over quickly.
The cicadas are chirping.
A Yuan and Lin Shuwei were not dead, but they did not come out either. Time was running out.
“It’s over…” Fengli murmured as he looked at the entrance of the residential building. Xiangdong leaned back against him, feeling very drowsy.
"Boss, Brother Yang has stood up. Is he going into the building to pick up Ayuan and Lin Shuwei?" Fengli exclaimed.
His consciousness of falling eastward into the darkness froze, and he moved his eyelids: "Bullshit!"
Chao Fengpi protected Chen Yang like the apple of his eye. Xiangdong could probably guess why the other party let Chen Yang enter the building not long ago. First, he was not far from the exit at that time, so Chen Yang could escape. Second, he was an old comrade after all, and they had intersections in the real world and the mission world. He was not a temporary teammate of a passerby. Third... he was doing a favor.
Xiangdong would rather be chopped than accept Chao Fengpi's kindness, and Chao Fengpi was the same.
Chen Yang wanted to go in and save him, but he let go of Feng Pi's hand as if he was cutting his own flesh, thinking that he could take the opportunity to repay the favor and owe no one anything.
Now that guy still wants Chen Yang to take risks? Even with his toes, he knew it was impossible.
Xiangdong bent down and held his head with both hands. Chao Fengpi's body structure was not like that of a human. He was pinched by the neck and one of his hands was broken. His skin and flesh were torn and his bones were visible. He was still alive and well even after losing so much blood.
Tsk, I am a bully after all, but I am so weak compared to him. It would be great if there were drugs to enhance physical strength.
Chen Yang stopped at the entrance of the residential building, staring into the darkness, paying close attention to the movements inside. Even if he found a loophole and learned that someone who didn't bring a package into the building was not a courier, he couldn't step in rashly.
Because even though you can avoid the evil spirits by exploiting the loopholes, there are still murderers chasing you with axes.
The time and space in the building was constantly flowing, and the time points were chaotic and disordered. It was possible that the courier's thoughts would change, causing a certain scene to reappear. Unless Chen Yang saw the figures of Ayuan and Lin Shuwei, he could not judge what was going on.
A few seconds later, Chen Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he strode into the building. An arm came from behind and pulled him back to where he was.
After a while, two figures were running towards the exit, accompanied by a hot smell of blood.
A Yuan and Lin Shuwei brushed the line of "mission failed" and ran out at the last second, falling to the ground as soon as they came out.
A large area of bright red covered the back of Ayuan's tennis uniform. A hideous bloody wound extended from her left shoulder to her right waist, splitting her back diagonally in two.
Lin Shuwei's injuries were concentrated on his arms, with several cuts, the deepest of which almost cut off his forearm.
"How did you get injured so badly? Was there an emergency in 501?" Chen Yang helped the unconscious A Yuan aside and squatted over to check Lin Shuwei's injuries.
"I encountered the property of my former life." Lin Shuwei's voice was cold and hoarse, his words were clear, his pupils were not dilated, and his will was even stronger than Xiangdong's.
Chen Yang knew that the person talking to him was Lin Shuwei's "fourth brother", so he asked, "That man was walking around the building with an axe?"
"Maybe." Lin Shuwei said, "He came down from the fifth floor."
Fengli gasped when he heard this. He and the boss met the crazy property manager on the stairs going from the third floor to the second floor, while Lin Shuwei and Ayuan escaped from the fifth floor, which meant they were in danger of at least two more floors.
Even if they were fine at the time, the situation was still difficult. Because Lin Shuwei's physique was very average, his friends all used his body, and those people couldn't help in the simple and rough one-way life and death escape, and Ayuan was a girl and a newcomer.
Lin Shuwei and Ayuan were lucky to be able to breathe. Fengli grabbed the back of her sweaty neck and thought, if there were no dead property ghosts in the building, she wouldn't have to worry about the footsteps, and the situation would be much better.
But there happened to be two property managers in the building, one dead and one alive.
The former will show up when the courier makes a big noise, and as for the latter... he'll show up once time and space shift to when he's chasing the courier with an axe.
Fengli came back to his senses when he heard Lin Shuwei's shout, and he looked over in confusion.
"Mr. Xiaofeng, could you please help me carry my bag?" Lin Shuwei pointed to his large backpack not far away and said in a weak, pleading voice, "Thank you for your help."
Fengli followed the other party's request to get the bag, grinning a little embarrassed, he was called sir. Lin Shuwei was easy to get along with, gentle and polite.
Not long after, Lin Shuwei took out a blue thermos from the bottom of his big backpack, unscrewed the lid and took a few sips. Afterwards, his face was still pale, but his expression became indifferent.
Chen Yang glanced at the thermos cup in Lin Shuwei's hand. The bottom and the mouth of the bottle were rough, yellowed and old, and it looked like it had been used for a long time.
"What did you drink?" Chen Yang asked calmly. He didn't smell any medicine. Why did Lin Shuwei look like he had numb sense of pain
"Water." Lin Shuwei closed his eyes gently.
Chen Yang was stunned. He saw Lin Shuwei stroking the thermos cup and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I relied on it to get through it that time, and I can do it this time too."
It turned out to be a twisted and morbid psychological effect. When Chen Yang looked again, Lin Shuwei had already retreated into his shell, and the powerful "Fourth Brother" came out to bear the pain.
The middle-aged courier rode away on his tricycle.
"Finally delivered." Fengli seemed to see the dawn of victory. He went out this time just to go to Penang with his boss to see the sea and eat dog food. He never expected to have this experience. His life was turned upside down because of it.
Chen looked up at the direction where the middle-aged courier left. They delivered the express to collect clues from the residents, but now the express delivery stopped. This was also a hint.
This is the end of the explanation of the branch line, and what remains is to piece together the main line based on the existing clues.
The mission was not to deliver express packages at all, so they delivered batch after batch but are still here.
"Come on in, we have to hurry." Chen Yang said and looked at Lin Shuwei on the ground, "What about you? Come with us?"
Lin Shuwei covered the part of his body that was most seriously injured and slowly stood up. He answered with his actions.
"What about Ayuan?" Before Fengli finished her words, Xiaoxiang came over in high-heeled sandals. She took off Ayuan's sneakers and put them on herself, saying, "I'll carry you."
"You carry me? That's not possible?" Pineapple looked at her slender limbs and said hesitantly.
Xiao Xiang insisted on carrying the unconscious A Yuan on his back and said calmly: "I don't like owing favors to anyone." Now is a chance to settle the matter.
Xiangdong, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs, smacked his lips, and the painter looked the same.
The favors owed in the mission world must be repaid in the mission world, and the sooner the better, for fear that such emotions will become the material of the illusion.
There are only seven people left in the team of ten, four of whom are injured, each more seriously than the other. There are no medical supplies for them here, so they must leave the mission site as soon as possible.
The seven of them entered the residential building together, with Chen Yang and Chao Jian walking side by side in front.
Xiaoxiang carried Ayuan on his back, Fengli supported Xiangdong. Lin Shuwei was the last one, he walked very slowly, mumbling to himself, and when his consciousness became a little blurred, a pair of hands would pull him up.
"Too weak, Shu Wei, you are too weak, really too weak!"
"Xiao Lin is indeed a little weak. He needs to exercise when he gets back."
"I've already told you he's a wimp and needs to be trained. You all just spoil him and I'll be the bad guy, haha."
"Okay, listen to me. I just analyzed it. The chance of Shu Wei having Fourth Brother's skills is zero."
"… "
Lin Shuwei single-handedly brought a bit of popularity to the team.
Chen Yang stood on the stairs and looked back. He saw blood, pain, persistence, and the will to live along the way.
—They are a group of people who want to go home.
Chen Yang's heartbeat suddenly quickened, like the dense drumbeats of an army marching out, pounding in his chest. He clenched his fists as he listened to the drumbeats, his blood boiling, but his expression was completely different, dazed, and his eyes were red and wet.
There was a hand on his waist, which pushed him gently, and he was suddenly pulled out of the strange excitement and sadness.
"Let's go." Chao Jian said in his ear.
Chen Yang then lifted his feet and continued to move upwards. Every time he reached a level, he would be immersed in a deadly air flow, from head to toe and from outside to inside.