The ghost knocked on the door, luckily I was able to read the save file!

Seeing Lin Luo running to someone else's house to search for things, the fat man was a little uneasy at this moment.

He couldn't be calm either.

The pool of blood at the door and the smell of blood at the tip of his nose all explained what happened here just now.

The fat man suspected that the tragically dead young man would appear in front of him in the next second and tear him to pieces.

The phone vibrated, and the fat man looked down and received Jiang Anran's urging, hoping that they could save him quickly.

Just as he was about to call A Luo, he swallowed the words in his throat.

Because he remembered that the other party had told him not to make a sound.

He quickly came to Lin Luo, pulled his clothes, and handed the phone over.

Looking at the fat man's pale face and nervous expression, Lin Luo took the phone and looked at it.

5-302; [Are you here? She is gone, come quickly. ]

He thought about it and replied; [Run away! 】

After sending the message, he ignored it and blocked the other party directly.

He talked so much with the other party just to get rid of Zhang Ruxue, the time bomb.

As for saving the other party, he didn't even think about it.

In this situation where he couldn't save himself, how could he have the ability to save others?

It takes three hours to cool down to read the file.

Seeing Lin Luo blocking the other party, the fat man didn't say anything.

Now he depends on Lin Luo to take care of him. Without Lin Luo, he might be eaten by Zhang Ruxue.

After typing a line of words and handing the phone back, Lin Luo continued to work on his hands.

[Watch closely! ]

Looking at the words Lin Luo typed, the fat man nodded, and then sat down, looking at the shared location nervously, but he would still subconsciously look towards the door.

At this moment.

Room 503.

Standing quietly in the room.

Carrying a pink backpack, Zhang Ruxue's face was as calm as water, without any fear or fear.

In the darkness, she just stood there quietly.

Room 302.

Seeing the message sent by Lin Luo, Jiang Anran's face changed drastically, and he quickly sent a message to ask.

[What do you mean? ]

But when he sent the message, he found that it turned into a red exclamation mark!

[What happened? Was it blocked? ]

As if his heart was tugged hard by someone, his face turned pale, and Jiang Anran looked at the message that could not be sent, his face changed drastically.

His eyes were flustered, and he looked at the last sentence sent by Lin Luo.

[Run! ]

The screen turned.

Lin Luo was constantly cutting a piece of bed sheet with a knife, and his movements were very light, for fear of making any sound.

The fat man stared at the screen of his mobile phone, and the two shared positions were motionless, sweat kept sliding down his cheeks, and the distance was only separated by a wall.

He seemed to see Zhang Ruxue staring at them coldly through the wall.

In the room, for a while, there was only the faint nervous breathing of the two people.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon half an hour had passed.

During this time, Lin Luo checked the time twice.

Almost every fifteen minutes, he would subconsciously check the time.

The fat man sitting next to him was already sweating profusely, and his clothes were almost completely wet with sweat.

Just as he raised his hand to wipe the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes again, his eyes suddenly widened.

He picked up the phone and quickly got up, walked a few steps to Lin Luo, and handed the phone over.

The shared location moved.

Looking at the shared location on the phone moving, Lin Luo couldn't help but stop his hand movements and became alert.

He made a hush gesture to the fat man, and he walked towards the door carefully with his phone.

Looking at the shared location, the other party walked towards the door. Lin Luo silently estimated that the other party should be planning to go out.

He took the cup that had been prepared long ago, gently pressed the cup against the wall, put his ear close to the bottom of the cup, and stared at the shared position of the two people.

In the corridor.

Zhang Ruxue opened the iron door expressionlessly, looked at both sides of the corridor, and did not look at other rooms. She walked straight towards the stairs.

Lin Luo only heard the sound of the iron door opening. Fortunately, the other party walked directly towards the stairs through the shared position of the mobile phone.

His eyes flickered, and Lin Luo's expression was cold.

[The other party went downstairs, probably to find that Jiang Anran. ]

And downstairs.

Jiang Anran, who finally mustered up the courage, opened the inner door, carefully lay on the iron door, and was looking out.

And this iron door was his last hope.

"Where are the two of them?"

A somewhat cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Jiang Anran was frightened and sat on the ground. His face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he looked at the direction of the sound with fear and anxiety.

See is a backThe woman with the backpack was standing beside the iron gate, and he was a little confused.

"You, who are you?"

While speaking, he suddenly remembered.

During the previous video call, he seemed to have heard a woman's voice, which was very similar to the one just now.

Jiang Anran slowly stood up, looked at the other party and asked uncertainly; "Are you from 5-403?"

………………

Upstairs.

Handing the phone to the fat man, Lin Luo looked solemn and said softly; "Watch it closely."

He had to speed up.

The fat man subconsciously took the phone and nodded.

But when his eyes fell on the phone, his eyes widened again, looking at the direction of the door in horror, and tremblingly retreated to Lin Luo's side, his voice trembling.

"Ah... Ah... A Luo, she... she's coming."

Without raising his head, Lin Luo pulled the ladder rope made of bed sheets, which seemed very strong and should be able to bear the weight of both of them, and said; "Fatty, how much do you weigh?"

The whole body trembled, and the fat man was so anxious that he cried; "My brother Luo, she's coming, right at the door."

At this moment, his mobile phone location sharing was at the door.

The other party is very likely standing at the cat's eye and watching their every move.

The next second, they may break into the door and eat them.

"She's downstairs in 302, how much do you weigh?" Looking around, Lin Luo's face was a little ugly. Damn, there was not even a place to tie a bed sheet.

"Downstairs?"

The fat man was stunned at first, then he breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said a little embarrassedly; "About 260 kilograms?"

"260?" Lin Luo turned his head to look at the fat man, 1.8 meters tall, 260 kilograms, he whispered; "Fatty, you should lose weight."

He is 1.79 meters tall and weighs 130 kilograms.

Because of regular exercise, he still has six abdominal muscles.

Let the fat man move the table to the middle of the house, Lin Luo wrapped the bed sheet around the door handle for a few times, secretly cursed the young man, this broken room has nothing, and finally, under the fat man's reluctant eyes, stuck the fat man's spoon on it, measured the distance with his hand, and then wrapped it on the table, and finally threw it out of the window.

Looking at the distance between the bed sheet and the ground, Lin Luo estimated that it should be around the second floor.

"Ah, A Luo, it's moving, she's moving."

Looking at the moving avatar on the phone screen, the fat man's tone was a little horrified.

"Come on, Fatty, you go down first."

Fortunately, Lin Luo and his family live in an old house area and there are no anti-theft windows, otherwise, he really doesn't know where to run.

"Oh!"

Nodding, Fatty walked over quickly. He was a little touched at this moment. Lin Luo asked him to escape first at the critical moment.

But when he saw the height of more than ten meters, the fat on his face couldn't help trembling.

"A Luo, I am very touched that you let me run first, but I am a little afraid of heights."

"Don't be touched, I'm just afraid that the sheets can't bear our weight, and there will be someone to cushion our backs." Glancing at the shared location, the other party had already gone upstairs, and Lin Luo said; "You'd better hurry up, or I'll help you."

With a sad face, Fatty climbed up the windowsill tremblingly; "No, I'll do it myself."

In the corridor.

A woman with a pink backpack was slowly walking towards 401. Her expressionless and pure face was stained with a few splashes of red dots. In her right hand, she was holding a round object, and an unknown liquid was dripping continuously.