The 454th chapter of the Deception Agency, the strange sound of the two people who suddenly appeared, continued from the end of the deep corridor at the far left of the first floor to the executor's side, slowly touching the wall, and finally came again. The echo formed a loop.
Song Zhuoming's high hammer stopped at this moment. He turned his head and listened carefully to the short and long weird sound, but he couldn't tell what it meant, and he hadn't heard this rhythm at all.
The goose bumps on Rong Chuan's body were all standing up, and he was holding a flashlight in his hand, but he did not dare to point it at the source of the sound at all. He was afraid that he might accidentally attract the thing at the end of the corridor!
John’s gaze was accompanied by waves of panic, his teeth clenched and forced himself to make no sound, but his inner fear had gradually been magnified, even if it was just an unknown knocking sound, without seeing any evil spirits. He didn't encounter any attacks, but it was already a great torture for him.
The struggle in his eyes became more and more obvious. It was the desire to survive and the fear of death.
Lou Yun beside him is even more unbearable. She has lost all her strength and her limbs are numb. If she hadn't been relying on the wall, she would have collapsed to the ground. This is a newcomer who has never experienced a mission. In her heart The fear of the unsolvable task became more and more obvious, and his legs became weak and slowly slipped off the wall...
boom!
There was a thunder that stunned the sky and the earth, and the long dazzling lightning cut a hole in the smallpox, shattering a black cloud, and the heavy rain finally came!
Moreover, it was very urgent and urgent. A lot of cold rain followed the smashed door and blew Song Zhuoming's hair, face, and hand holding the hammer, gradually dissolving the stupidity on his face.
At this moment, the sound of thunder suddenly appeared, and the sound of beating completely disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The rain smashed into the messy hall, knocking on the broken glass debris, and also stopped Song Zhuoming's actions.
Rong Chuan swallowed, hesitated for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then the corridor on the left, who would dare to go..."
But Song Zhuoming’s face was even colder. At this moment, the hammer he had gradually put down suddenly slammed into the last glass door. There was another crisp sound, and the glass door suddenly shattered. At the same time, there was a louder sound. There was thunder.
The two voices were mixed together. Song Zhuoming's bangs wet by the rain threw out a few drops of water under this action, splashing onto the faces of the other three executors, dispelling their anxiety and making them renewed. Recognize the reality at this time!
"I go!"
When the thunder cleared, Song Zhuoming threw the hammer at his feet, picked up the backpack again, took out the flashlight from it, passed through the three executors, and walked into the gallery on the left without looking back...
The place where that strange sound came from, the source of that horror, Song Zhuoming went!
Rong Chuan yelled a few times from behind, but Song Zhuoming ignored it and plunged into the corridor like this. Lou Yun also slowed down at this moment, with a trace of admiration and a trace of disgust in his eyes.
Because the more Song Zhuoming behaves brightly and differently from ordinary people, the more useless they are to set off adults like them!
Lou Yun pulled La Rongchuan's sleeve and looked at the corridor on the right: "Teacher, the three of us will go to the right together. We can't manage if he finds his own death!"
John didn't say much, he just glanced at the corridor on the left and the back of the young man in the corridor, then walked to the right first, holding a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, drawing simple sketches.
Rong Chuan had no choice but to follow the two, split into teams and investigate separately...
Song Zhuoming stretched out his hand and rubbed some damp hair, as if he hated this feeling. He took the flashlight and walked in the empty corridor. He was alone, but the sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor. Listen The feeling of kicking and stomping footsteps is a bit weird.
There were no lights here, and every door of Song Zhuoming passed by, he explored with his ears close to his ears, but he never heard any sound. After passing through the four rooms on the left and right, his face was slightly different. A little change...
His eyes flickered in the darkness. His left hand is 108 and his right is 118. The doors of these two rooms are already very old. There are white New Year pictures and couplets on them, and some places have been torn off. For the most part, I want to be no one lived for a long time.
Seeing all this, Song Zhuoming's heart was very strange, because when he first arrived outside the Shenshen apartment building, he obviously heard people playing and talking, but he didn't hear the slightest sound when he entered the building, except for the buzzing sound...
After thinking for a while, he held the flashlight, turned around, and looked at 108 in front of him, which was facing east, and the door was bare, and only the silver security door was left, but it was already full. Dust, and after thinking for a moment, he pointed the corner of the flashlight at the door of the room.
"Boom boom boom..."
Song Zhuoming knocked on the door three times... No one knows for what purpose he actually acted like this, but his solemn look was not fake. After a sound, he knocked again. A few times, and there was no sound coming from the door except for a large amount of dust.
He frowned, and finally chose to give up. Then he pointed the light to the front. According to what he had just guessed, it was the place where the strange knocking sound came from. From this distance, he was able to get a clear view of the scene at the end.
There was only one wall, and only one wall. There were no windows or balconies. There were no evil spirits and supernatural powers. The ground was extremely clean, as if it had been cleaned not long ago.
Song Zhuoming stared at his eyebrows for a long time, and then began to speed up his steps and walked quickly toward the end of the corridor. When he reached the wall, he suddenly felt a strange feeling under his feet.
Patter...
He slowly moved the flashlight to his feet. With the lighting, he saw that he was stepping on a small pool of water stains. The faint ripples began to appear with the movements of his body, and the strange feeling in Song Zhuoming's heart became more and more. The stronger he came, he felt a sense of voyeurism at this moment...
"Something is staring at me. It has been watching me since entering Shenshen apartment, and has never given up..."
The numb mood on Song Zhuoming's face changed a little at this moment. He seemed to realize something, because he felt that there was something on his head... Move the flashlight up a little bit, and his head slowly moved up following the light.
Until the light illuminates the ceiling, Song Zhuoming only felt a buzzing in his mind, and the dazzling light slammed into his eyes. He couldn't stand such a strong light, and subconsciously lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.
Song Zhuoming still did not choose to leave, but moved the flashlight to the ceiling again, but this time he no longer shines straight on the top of his head, but shifted slightly, this time his head was tilted to the maximum...
He was on the roof of the shed and saw a mirror, a very large, very wide mirror. In the mirror, there was a face that was exactly the same as Song Zhuoming, who was also staring at him closely!
In this weird atmosphere in the middle of the night, it seemed that a very strange scene appeared. Two identical people were looking at each other, without any movement...
Song Zhuoming’s Adam’s apple trembles a bit, he did not dare to move for the first time, because he was worried that he moved, and if he did not move in the mirror, then things would be more complicated. After looking up and thinking for a long time, his fingertips moved. , Cut off the light source of the flashlight completely.
After losing the light, only a little bit of fluorescence barely illuminates the darkness of the corridor. Song Zhuoming's choice is not to break the deadlock. He doesn't want to know whether he is moving in the mirror, anyway, he doesn't care!
Song Zhuoming's face remained unchanged from beginning to end, and he glanced to the right without any eagerness. There was another staircase leading upstairs, but at the moment when the light disappeared, he saw this staircase. There is nothing on it.
He exhaled and walked quickly towards the center of the first floor, without any anxiety or panic, and calm and calm.
When he walked back to where he had split up, the three of Rong Chuan and John had already been waiting here, as if they had not encountered an unknown incident. John outlined the situation in the corridor on the right on a piece of paper.
Song Zhuoming took a look, and there was no upward staircase in the right corridor on the first floor. Unlike the left, it was just a dead end.
Then he told the whole structure of his house in the left corridor, without concealing it, because the information in this book was to be brought back to Xu Lang, not to mention that he was not harmed.
Listening to all this, Rong Chuan was stunned. They almost just walked through the scene, keeping the arrangement and overall environment of each room in mind. Song Zhuoming's actions were more complicated.
His face was a little ugly. Looking at the figure of Song Zhuoming about to go to the second floor, he slowly said, "Little brother, we can do what we should do this time. Dangerously, it is very likely that something bad will happen then!"
Hearing this, Song Zhuoming paused for a while before turning around, and then walked up again.
And Rong Chuan and the other two heard a sneer belonging to Song Zhuoming!
"He is too arrogant!" Lou Yun's face was very bad, she was full of resentment, she thought that Rong Chuan's words were not excessive, because their action this time had been planned in advance, and Song Zhuoming relied on herself as The veteran smashed the door and tried the door without authorization. If something happens, everyone can't run away!
After walking around the two figures, John patted Rong Chuan on the shoulder and said softly, "Go upstairs!"
The situation on the second floor is basically the same as that on the first floor. Twenty rooms are all unoccupied and there is no sound. There is a dead end on the right and stairs up and down on the left, but Song Zhuoming found that there is no mirror on the second floor... (this chapter Finish)