American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Ronald, who do you think is the murderer here?"

Adolf, with gray hair on his temples, stared at the surveillance screen, thinking about who the murderer was. Finally, he followed normal reasoning and focused most of his eyes on the black man, Ralph, and Max, who was in civilian clothes.

Only the external physiques displayed by these two people can fulfill the prerequisite for killing: to lift an old woman up and hang her directly on the prepared rope...

However, Adolf still felt a little puzzled as he looked at the old woman who had been hanging in the air without any movement.

He doesn't understand, and he can't understand why the murderer can accomplish so many things in such a small space in an elevator in an instant...

Ronald was also staring at the monitor screen, reasoning in his mind, but like Adolf, he really couldn't figure it out.

"I don't know. Actually, what I'm thinking about is why the murderer wanted to kill this old woman?" Ronald showed a puzzled expression.

"And how did the murderer arrange this murderous rope silently? It was even tied to the vent. You know, we didn't see anything in front of us..."

Originally they wanted to deduce who the murderer was, but the questions became more and more numerous, and Adolf helplessly spread his hands.

"I don't know either. I'd better leave these questions to the police officer."

Ronald didn't answer and just continued to stare at the monitor screen.

At this moment, there was movement in the elevator, and the lights suddenly flickered, black and bright.

"Please! Please! Don't destroy it!" Vic, who was the most depressed in the elevator and looked like a dog in a gray suit, shouted first.

Compared to him, the rest of the people, such as the black man Ralph and the civilian Max, just looked up at the flashing lights with alert expressions on their faces. Both of them were in a state of extreme alert and nervousness, and would run away if there was any movement.

"Fk!!! Damn it! What happened again!"

Abigail was huddled tightly in the corner, holding her handbag in front of her. Looking at the flashing lights, her face was already a little broken. Abigail was very afraid that the murderer's next target would be her, because She is the weakest.

The explosive atmosphere in the elevator can be felt with the naked eye without being physically present.

Although there was still no sound, Adolf and Ronald, who had been observing in the monitoring room, could put themselves in their shoes and feel how nervous and scared these people were.

Ronald frowned, looked at the flickering surveillance screen, picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the PTT button.

"Hey! Jean..."

At this moment.

Dark basement.

Maintenance worker Gene was walking on the iron frame towards the elevator with a flashlight. He heard the tone of the intercom and picked it up.

"Hello?"

After hearing the answer, Ronald looked at the monitoring screen and felt that the atmosphere in the elevator was getting more and more tense.

"Jean, there seems to be a short circuit in the elevator and the light keeps flashing. Did you cut it off?"

Gene looked at the road and felt even more strange when he heard this. It was clear that during the previous inspection, the line was in normal operation.

"No, I'm heading towards the elevator shaft, there's no way to cut it off."

Hearing this, Ronald looked at Adolf, and a very strange feeling emerged in both of their hearts. It felt as if everything was normal, but something happened.

"The lights have been flashing and the passengers are a little scared. Gene, can you speed up a little more?"

"Okay! I'll speed up!" Hearing the words coming from the walkie-talkie, maintenance worker Gene looked at the dim path ahead. He put away the walkie-talkie and started to speed up.

Click, click, click! ! !

As the pace quickened, the only sound in the dead-silent basement was Gene's footsteps on the iron frame. If you weren't already familiar with it, you would probably have goosebumps here.

Gene was already used to it, and it didn't take long before he came to the passage where the No. 6 elevator ran, commonly known as the elevator shaft entrance.

He shined a flashlight into the empty shaft and found nothing. He continued walking until a small electrical box appeared next to it and stopped. While opening the door, he took out the walkie-talkie and pressed the PTT button.

"Hello."

The sound was transmitted through some kind of channel and sounded in the monitoring room.

Adolf was speaking to the elevator inside with a walkie-talkie, indicating that the line would be restored as soon as possible to appease everyone.

Ronald heard the beep and picked up the walkie-talkie while staring at the surveillance screen.

"Hello, Gene?"

"Ronald, are you still flashing?"

Gene opened the door, holding a walkie-talkie in one hand and a flashlight in the other hand to shine into the electrical box. With his rich experience and solid skills, he could tell at a glance that the circuits in the elevator control box were in normal operation.

Hearing this, Ronald glanced at the monitoring screen that was still flashing and continued to press the PTT button.

"right!"

Maintenance worker Gene suddenly frowned, looked at the lines that were all normal, and couldn't help but murmur.

"This is so weird. What exactly is the problem?"

Strangely enough, as a maintenance worker who always has to solve problems, Gene pressed the PTT button.

"I want to restart the control system and take a look..."

Ronald looked at Adolf.

Adolf nodded to indicate that he had heard. He pressed the button on the walkie-talkie and soothed.

"Due to maintenance, the lights may be temporarily extinguished, but they will be restored soon. During this period, the murderer can't do anything. We will keep a close eye on him unless the murderer wants to be exposed..."

These words rang in the elevator, and the four remaining people looked a little irritated.

"NO!!!" Squatting in the corner, Vic in a gray suit shook his head, looking nervous.

"Fk!!" The woman Abigail still kept her curse, holding her bag close to her swollen chest.

Among the other two, the black man Ralph subconsciously looked at Max, who was in civilian clothes.

But Max was already staring at him.

The two looked at each other, wary of each other.

After watching Adolf announce to the elevator, Ronald pressed the button and spoke to the intercom.

"ok!"

Upon hearing the response, Jean in the elevator shaft directly turned the switch next to it, and then immediately reset it again.

The feedback from this operation to the elevator was that the lights instantly went out and the monitoring screen instantly turned black.

Adolf and Ronald stared.

"NO!!!"

“Oh my God, please.”

"..."

There was screaming in the elevator.

The next second, the lights came on again, still flickering. The situation in the elevator was the same as before. Nothing happened anymore. Only Abigail was screaming. Vic, who was wearing a gray suit, was dancing with his hands and feet in the air. .

"Damn it! Still not back to normal!"

Adolf cursed secretly. If this matter was not handled well, he might not be able to retire one day.

Ronald felt helpless and picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the button.

"Gene, nothing has changed."