This was Wuming’s first time outside of the Shenshen apartment. After the four executors got off the car in "Deep Alley", they stood in the drizzle and looked at the apartment building that had been washed by the rain overnight.
The cold rain slapped on Wuming’s face, his expression became more and more cold, and the sign of the deep alley stood beside him, some rain fell on the back of his neck, and it was cold and itchy, and he was thinking about the previous The words the driver said to him were subconsciously aware of the weirdness.
He stretched out his hand and touched his neck without any protruding eyeballs, which made him feel relieved.
And Han Bolin saw the nameless practice on the side, and hurriedly touched his neck, moved around, and finally looked at the pure white building in front of him tremblingly.
Standing in the wind and rain, the four people all saw the thirteenth floor of the building. There really is a house with lights...
Looking at the location, there is the first house on the thirteenth floor, which is the location of the first door to be destroyed in the Daytime Murder case, but now it has become the last remaining light in Shenshen's apartment.
Wu Cheng’s face was always gloomy, his vision was obscured by the rising mist, and he could not see the whole picture, but the remaining lights on the thirteen floors were bright enough. He squinted his eyes and said softly, "Everything is Was overthrown..."
Bai Mei sighed, and then said: "The first batch was to enter the Shenshen apartment at night. What they heard was the murder of rainy night, and they saw that the 13th floor of the apartment was fully occupied; and our second batch came during the day. When we arrived at the Shenshen apartment, what we heard was a day homicide, and what we saw was that only the first household on the thirteenth floor of the entire apartment had lights!"
Two different time periods, representing two diametrically opposed ways of killing, and the unpredictable scene in the apartment!
"It's 10:33 in the morning. We will start timing from now, half an hour, and evacuate ten minutes ahead of schedule!" Wuming raised his wrist and glanced at the rain-damp dial, and said in a deep voice.
The task of the second batch seems to be simple now. They originally wanted to investigate the information of all the surviving households, but it seems that there is only one household here...
This seems to be a good thing, but everyone's heart is very heavy. The four executors walked toward the building while thinking about the current situation.
Wu Cheng was in a bad mood. He never thought that things would be so complicated. He originally thought that coming to Shenshen Apartment was a cutscene. His original purpose was only one, and he tried every means to get in touch with Zero, but now it seems In the apartment during the day and the apartment at night, it is impossible to tell which is true and which is false.
Even when he raised his eyes, this building was very illusory in his eyes. He already thought that everything he saw was false and completely false information.
The experience of performing missions many times, but each time he failed to cause such a strong psychological pressure on him before the mission started, and the fog was deeper this time, he had not walked into the building yet, he had already been able to evacuate idea.
Since everything is fake, why do they risk experimenting!
The only person on the thirteenth floor with a light on made his mood even more complicated. He leaned in the direction of the white eyebrows and whispered, "I have a deep intuition. It seems that we are likely to get nothing this time. And I lost it!"
After he said this, he looked towards the door of the apartment directly in front, and his heart was a little guarded, because the glass door is now intact, so it is closed quietly, as if waiting for outsiders. Turn on.
There was a hint of retreat in Wu Cheng's eyes. He always felt that once this closed door was opened, it would indicate the end of the catastrophe!
Bai Mei didn't seem to have thought that Wu Cheng had such an idea. After he listened carefully, he finally sighed and said: "If we don't go, let Wuming go alone, we may miss the contact with Zero, although he may not be in the building. Inside, but this kind of probability is bad. We wasted the exploration time in advance, and it is very likely that we will lose the chance of survival in the next mission!
Facing the task for the first time, Wu Cheng had a thought of hesitating. He has always done things decisively, but he always felt that something was wrong.
Especially the different versions of the two days today and yesterday, different scenes, constantly tumbling in his mind, but the high pressure of the unsolvable task has to force him to move forward, even if he believes that everything in front of him is fake, but Must go in again!
Even if it is fake, you must go in and take a look. This is the sorrow of the enforcer. The fooled will always be helpless people like them...
Wuming's heart is not very comfortable. After having the first batch of information, he heard another set of rhetoric, which has aroused strong suspicion. The false reality of the apartment in front of him has become a mystery, constantly torturing him. heart.
Looking at the illusory and misty building in front of them, the invisible confusion surrounds the hearts of the four executors. After many weighings, Wuming and Wu Cheng walked into a row.
The two of them squeezed the handles of the two doors and looked at each other. They both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Finally, with force at the same time, the interior of the apartment suddenly opened to the four executors today!
And at the moment of opening the door!
The bodies of the four executors suddenly shook, and there was a strong noise in their ears. With the buzzing sound, everything in front of them became blurred, and the original dim light suddenly became a sunny day. .
It was a rare good weather, and the inside of the apartment was completely changed...
Wuming stood at the forefront, when the light dissipated and the noise disappeared. After he recovered his five senses, he turned around abruptly and looked at the outside world separated by a door, where the dazzling sunlight hit his eyes. I was dazzled by the reaction, and subconsciously blocked it.
Then he felt that his foot had been hit by something. He turned his head. A little boy who seemed to be only seven or eight years old was holding a car in his hand, pouting his mouth to simulate the roar of the engine, and hitting it with a toy. The nameless feet.
"Killing you to death!" The immature voice whispered back in the hall, and Wuming looked blankly, this is far from the ruin that I just saw from the outside world.
There are lights and festoons here, and the breath of life is strong. From the promenades on both sides, there is the crisp sound of mahjong tiles colliding with each other, the sound of various musical instruments, the singing of some elderly people, and a banner on the wall.
"Shenzhen Apartment Workers Association"
Wuming was a little dazed. In just a few seconds, the gap in the environment made him stunned. On the other side, Wu Cheng also had a little girl next to him, shaking her scarf and throwing it on his head.
He pulled it off subconsciously, and the scarves were embroidered with the words "Huiyuan Steel Factory". Wu Cheng looked at the little girl standing beside him, only reaching his waist, the little girl who lacked a front tooth. , Raised his hands high: "Uncle, uncle, return the scarf to me!"
"Is this... Am I crazy? Or what's the matter? What's the situation?" Han Bolin saw the little girl behaved like a ghost and hid directly behind Baimei.
And Baimei stared at all of this, his heart thumping, and a dry cough in his throat. He didn't expect to see such a scene after entering the deep apartment!
Just when they looked inward through the gate, the place was still gray and there was nothing.
Now there are banners and colorful flags again, and there are so many human activities suddenly, as if they opened the door and returned to the story that the driver said twelve years ago!
Wu Cheng looked down at the little girl, slowly squatted down, and raised the scarf in his hands: "I ask you a question, and if you get the answer right, I will return the scarf to you!"
The little girl stood in place obediently, looking at the somewhat appalling Wu Cheng, but she didn't have the slightest fear. Instead, she smiled and said, "Uncle ask."
"I ask you, what day is today?"
"May 1st, Labor Day, so we are all on holiday and just finished the social gathering!"
"Which year is May 1st?"
"2004"
Wu Cheng's scalp was numb, but his face was a little stretched at the moment. After returning the scarf to the little girl, he watched her run away, and saw the nameless boy chasing away the little boy, and the two children hopped around. Ran upstairs.
"We are on May 1st, 2004! What a joke about TM!" Wu Cheng yelled. He had never been so frustrated before, but now he can't stand it anymore.
The driver had just finished talking about the day homicide twelve years ago, they opened the door and immediately came to twelve years ago, and it was a bright day!
Wuming took a deep breath and whispered: "This may be an illusion..." After saying this, he turned around and looked at the obviously brand new door handle. With a heartbeat, he pushed the door open, but after pushing the door open , What he saw was still a dazzling day!
This situation was far beyond his expectation. He held the doorknob for the last step and stepped out of the door. When one foot was on the ground, he suddenly saw a little rain drop on his foot.
The face of the nameless was slightly enlightened, and then the whole person left the apartment. When he was all outside the building, he was exposed to the drizzle again. It was still the rainy weather before, and he took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Glance at the date.
On June 15, 2016, nothing changed.
And looking into the building from here, there is a gloomy and deserted floor, and you can't even see the three of Wu Cheng!
After experimenting, he walked back to the apartment again, and a door separated the two worlds. It was very lively and filled with the smell of human fireworks.
"How is it?" Baimei glanced at the door and asked Wuming.
Wuming holds a mobile phone in his hand. Once he enters this place, the date on his mobile phone is also changed to May 1, 2004, and the time has not changed.
He squinted his eyes, looked around, and said faintly: "I don't know if it is an illusion. In short, the specific time has not changed. What has changed is the year and environment. As long as we get out of this apartment, we can return to reality. "
This is no longer what illusions can explain, it is a terrifying ability that exceeds the laws of reality, so you can imagine how strong the evil spirits that shape all of this will be!
"What the driver said is true. In the apartment twelve years ago, it was really kind..." Bai Brow frowned and said this, but the more he said it, the more weird it became. It's not like a human world.
The four of them didn't even want to go to other floors to check. Perhaps they agreed that everything they see now is false, and there is only one real, room 1301 on the 13th floor!
This is a room where there are living people both on the outside and inside, so it becomes the key to this action!
However, they walked very slowly along the way, because there were too many people coming and going along the way, and everyone passing by smiled at them, nodded, and did not reject these strange faces at all!
“The driver said that the Shenshen apartment is as close as a family. It’s no exaggeration. Even those who don’t know us are treated like this...” Han Bolin held a bunch of grapes in his heart that had just been forcibly stuffed by a middle-aged woman. As if holding a landmine, he didn't dare to move. Who knows what this thing is.
Wuming and Wu Cheng walked up the corridor side by side, and too many residents passed by their side. This situation is too false, and the beauty is too unrealistic, but it is daunting.
And until he reached the stairs leading to the eleventh floor, a person who was incompatible with the surrounding environment and blinked extremely was sitting on the steps, ignoring everything around him and doing his own work.
When the four executors saw this man, they suddenly stopped and took two steps backwards in unison.
This is a thin and dry old man in a black dress. His short gray hair is a little greasy, as if it has not been washed in a few days, and his long beard hangs on his chest. Holding a writing brush tremblingly.
And on his lap, there was a paper man painted in watercolor. The old man's hands trembled for a long time but he didn't dare to write, and he clicked on the paper man.
The strangest thing is that, except for the nameless and others, the residents passing by can't seem to see the old man. The noisy corridor seems to be completely quiet in the ears of the executors. Everyone looks at the sudden appearance in front of them, weird behavior The old man, this step is not a step, nor is it a step back!
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