I made myself the protagonist

On the other side, Su Li had already pulled the suitcase into the corridor without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, Pan Rong couldn't help but said: "Um, Miss Su, are you going in now? Didn't you say there are three more people?"

"It's none of my business." Su Li spoke lightly, and then disappeared from everyone's sight without looking back.

"It's getting late, let's move quickly." Li Xinjian said, quickly carrying the box, and speeding up with Pan Rong to catch up.

The two of them went on their first novice mission with Su Li. In that novice assessment mission, thanks to Su Li's cool-headedness, he figured out a way out at the critical moment, and finally they were able to return to the space without any danger.

"This beauty is really brave."

Zhao Sicheng shrugged, and Ling Yun and Ling Yun pulled up the alley and entered the building.

After entering the building, everyone found that the entire corridor was lifeless. A damp, moldy smell unique to old buildings assaulted their nostrils. The air was filled with an unspeakable stench and the smell of cooking fumes. Such a harsh living environment made the people who had always been well-dressed

After eating, Su Li felt slightly uncomfortable and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his nose.

There was a dim incandescent lamp on the ceiling, the surrounding walls were peeling off and covered with cobwebs, and both sides of the walls were covered with rusty mailboxes piled with dust. In the security room behind the iron window, there was a man in a security uniform, about sixty years old.

To the left and right, an old man with gray hair and beard was lying on the table and snoring.

After hearing the footsteps of everyone, the old man raised his head sleepily. After seeing the appearance of Su Li and others, he suddenly woke up.

"Is he a new tenant? Sorry, people get sleepy after eating enough."

The old man quickly took out a bunch of keys from the drawer and took off a plastic bag hanging on the wall. After opening the door, he walked forward and said to everyone with a smile: "I am the administrator of this building.

, everyone calls me Uncle Yan. Come, come, I will show you the house."

"Oh, he really looks exactly like the actor in the movie." Li Xinjian couldn't help but marvel.

"Thank you." Su Li, who was directly in front of the team, nodded towards the other party and followed Uncle Yan in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

After pressing the elevator button, Uncle Yan smiled and said: "There happen to be a few vacant rooms on the 24th floor. It's hard to find houses these days. You're lucky to be able to rent one."

Due to the population density, unlike elevators in ordinary residential areas, the elevators in this building are very spacious and can accommodate thirty or forty people at a time.

Looking at the extremely empty metal car covered with advertisements in novelty, Li Xinjian subconsciously said: "Why is this elevator the same as the one in our hospital morgue? It can really hold people."

As soon as these words came out, Pan Rong couldn't help but poke the other person with her elbow. The latter realized that he had said the wrong thing and immediately shut his mouth knowingly.

"Haha, there are a lot of people living here. From your accents, I guess they are all from mainland China who come to work here, right? Hong Kong is different from the mainland. Every inch of land is precious. The conditions here are indeed a bit rough, but the residents are easy to talk to and the security is

Not bad, don’t worry.”

Uncle Yan had a good temper. He talked happily with everyone. Seeing Ling Yun, who was the last one, entering the elevator, Uncle Yan said a strange "Huh": "Didn't I say that eight people moved in? Why?

Five of you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the next second, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor. Soon, three unfamiliar faces, two men and one woman, appeared within the sight of Ling Yun and others.

They were panting heavily, their foreheads covered with cold sweat. As they hurried to the elevator door, and the moment their eyes collided with Ling Yun and others, Zhao Sicheng lowered his voice and whispered: "These are the other three players."

"I asked you why you haven't arrived yet. This is the right time. Come in!"

After Uncle Yan finished speaking, he saw the three people walking stiffly and walking into the elevator with frightened faces.

"Seeing that you are all so busy, you must not have eaten yet? There are many restaurants near us, especially the fried rice at the late-night snack stall downstairs, Ayou, which is simply delicious. You will arrange your outfits later. Remember to go there.

Give it a try..."

Uncle Yan enthusiastically introduced everything around the building, while behind him, several players were sizing each other up.

Compared to Ling Yun and others, the expressions on the faces of the three new players were extremely cramped. They looked around confusedly, opened their mouths wide and wanted to speak but could not, and their movements seemed to be restricted.

Even a simple girl like Pan Rong could see the clues. Although everyone was feeling uneasy at the moment, compared with her group, these three players were too nervous.

What's even more outrageous is that in Uncle Yan's eyes, such an obvious difference seems like nothing happened.

Ling Yun knew very well that the behavior of these three players should be controlled by space. Judging from their expressions, it was obvious that these were newcomers who had never performed a mission.

The elevator stopped at the twenty-fourth floor. As soon as the door opened, everyone's eyes were drawn to the gray corridor with most of the wall peeling off.

Uncle Yan took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and said to everyone, "We're here."

Everyone followed him, constantly looking around. The structure of the old building itself was square and square, with dozens of units on each floor. The corridors were straight and circuitous, spiraling like mosquito coils.

The empty corridor was filled with a faint musty smell. There were old posters and various small advertisements for models posted around the walls. The incandescent lamps on the ceiling flickered with a pale light, reflecting on the faces of the blurry models.

, seems particularly penetrating.

Although the doors of each house are closed and iron fences have been put up in front of the doors, because the old building itself is not soundproof, everyone can hear the sound of TV series or music coming from the room every time they pass by.

The sound of people talking inside the house.

When he came to the door of room 2421, Uncle Yan stopped. Accompanied by the harsh sound of rusty and creaking machinery, he slowly opened the iron fence outside the house, and then knocked lightly on the door twice.

This is a relatively superstitious practice. Knocking on the door before entering the room is to tell the "friends" inside that you are coming in and will not disturb you.

It would have been fine in normal times, but now in this supernatural copy, Uncle Yan's actions undoubtedly made Pan Rong and others feel horrified.

"Two beauties, this is your room."

After turning on the lights in the house, Su Li took a look. The area of ​​the house in front of him was about fifty square meters. Although the apartment was small, it had all the necessary equipment: a TV, a refrigerator, and complete water and electricity facilities. Although the furniture and environment were a bit older,

It's barely clean.

Uncle Yan handed the key to Su Li, and then took out six incense sticks from the plastic bag in his hand. After lighting it, he handed it to them respectively: "As the saying goes, go into the house to call people and go into the temple to worship gods. Since you live in

When you come in, you must follow the rules. Come and pay your respects."

"Ah, thank you..."

Pan Rong carefully took the incense and glanced at Su Li. Seeing that the other party did not resist, she felt relieved, followed Uncle Yan's example and walked into the room, bowing to everyone around her.

After placing the incense beside the window, Uncle Yan said to the two of them: "You can stay here first, and I will take the rest of you to other rooms."

"Okay. Sorry to trouble you."

Su Li took out a few hundred Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and handed them to Uncle Yan.

"Oh, what are you doing? You can't..." Uncle Yan was flattered and waved his hands repeatedly, but couldn't resist Su Li's insistence: "Take it, I'm sorry to trouble you during this time."

"Okay, okay, you guys are not familiar with this place. If you need help or have any questions, just come to me."

Uncle Yan happily stuffed the money into his pocket, and then took out a crumpled piece of paper.

After putting on his reading glasses, he read out the message softly: "Let me see, Jingran, Ji Xin lives in 2425; Li Xinjian and Fu Yuanju live in 2436, and finally Ling Yun and Zhao Sicheng live in 2441."

After finishing speaking, he took out the other three keys and gave them to the others: "Go forward along the corridor and follow the house number to find your room. Take your things, I have something else to do, so I won't leave for now.

I took you on a tour."