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Didn't...find...any...anomalies?

How can it be! ?

Someone shouted, "Are you entering Building C of Century Dragon City!?"

The detachment leader on the other end of the phone replied.

"Building C, Century Dragon City Community, XX District, Jicheng, Huaguo, right?"

Everyone's hearts gradually became cold as the address was reported.

This is indeed the address of their community!

After a few seconds, the man asked again desperately.

"Where are you now?"

On the other end of the phone.

Outside Building C.

A man in police uniform, with a dark face and determined eyes, held up a mobile phone to his ear.

He looked up at the thirty-five-story residential building under the night sky.

He spoke.

"I just came out of Building C, and now I'm standing at the door of Building C."

In the car.

The elevator door slowly opened.

It is still an unfamiliar floor and corridor.

Gan Lin clenched his phone and stepped out of the elevator regardless of his family's objections.

"tread."

In the silent floor, the voice-activated lights turned on, echoing his footsteps.

Walking to the window, he tried to push open the two closed glass windows.

Not moving at all.

He wanted to look out through the glass window again.

In the dim night, everything is hazy.

Nothing can be seen clearly.

He took a deep breath and told the phone receiver what happened to them just now.

The detachment leader's voice was steady and strong.

"Since the elevator can't leave, have you tried taking the stairs?"

Ganlin's eyes lit up!

"Let's try it."

After speaking, he said to Humanity who was still standing in the elevator.

"Come out and try taking the stairs!"

This time, most people hesitated.

In today's high-rise residential buildings in residential areas, the stairs are basically equipped with escape passages and are rarely equipped with lights.

Compared to the darkness, you need to go down the stairs one by one.

They feel that a brightly lit elevator can give them a sense of security.

After all, except for those with claustrophobia, most people naturally feel safe and trustful in confined spaces.

Finally, a few people decided to try walking up the stairs with them.

Most people still huddled in the elevator and said.

"Let's wait here."

According to their thinking, if Gan Lin and the others really go out, they will definitely not be left behind!

So, Gan Lin and his group set off empty-handed without taking their suitcases.

Push open the cold fireproof iron door.

The cold wind mixed with the smell of decaying dust rushed towards me in the corridor.

Use your mobile phone to shine a flashlight and look down into the gap in the stairs between the handrails.

The stairs go around and around, one level after another, seemingly endless.

As a group of people, you hold my hand, and I hold the hem of your clothes, level by level.

Cramped and cramped.

The sound of footsteps echoed faintly in the air.

After descending to the first floor in fear.

Gan Lin decided to push open the fire door on this floor and take a look.

Everyone else dared to hide behind him, and only his father stayed with him.

"Squeak——"

The sound of the fire door being pushed open echoed.

Staying on the original floor, the people in the elevator car trembled.

Then, his eyes met Gan Lin's.

Gan Lin was dumbfounded.

A person in the car asked aloud.

"Why are you back?"

***

"Can't get out?"

The detachment leader's inquiry came from the cell phone receiver.

The rain is both heavy and annoying.

"Whether we go down one floor or two or three floors! No matter which way we go or when we open the fire door, it's still this floor!"

Regarding this situation, there are only three words that come to everyone's mind.

"Ghost, fight, wall."

However, no one dared to say it.

Everyone's mood is like a sponge filled with water, sinking and sinking.

The voice of action came again on the other end of the phone.

After a few minutes.

The detachment leader brought them another sad news.

"We entered Building C again and searched the first and second floors. It was normal. There was no one there. The two elevators also ran normally and stopped on the first floor. There was also no one inside."

The words fell to the ground.

The people on Gan Lin's side were silent for a long time.

Then, some girls couldn't help but burst into tears, covering their faces and crying.

The cry infected everyone.

Gan Lin also sniffed and said in a hoarse voice.

"So, you can't save us, can you?"

There was no answer on the other end of the phone.

Ganlin asked again.

"So, we can't get out, right?"

There was also no answer on the other end of the phone.

After a long time, Gan Lin asked the last question.

"Where's the Abnormality Center?"

The detachment leader finally answered.

"We have reported it, but when will they arrive...Sorry."

***

Sang Jun was sitting on the business jet, using electronic devices to read the information that was constantly coming from above.

Jicheng, Century Longcheng Community...

The scary man hanging from the ceiling...

The floor you can’t get out of...

Tired of watching, he turned his head and looked outside the plane window.

The night is vast and the stars are bright.

A long sigh.

The beautiful stewardess served him a cup of tea in a gentle tone.

Sang Jun had no intention of admiring her any more.

I just worry about what I have to face next.

This is their first mission since the establishment of the Irregularity Center.

All eyes are on you.

You can only win, not lose!

"Brother Jun, do you think the talismans given by Master Qingxia are effective?"

Next to him, someone asked him something.

He is a young man in his early twenties with a shaved head.

The troops were mobilized.

It is said that he has won the top three in the military training competition for two consecutive years.

As for why the number one spot is not moved up...

How could those old chiefs of the army be willing to give up? Even if he blows his beard and stares, he refuses to let him go!

The young man's name is Sun Guorong, who was born in Yucheng.

The people there are tough and martial arts are common practice.

Many boys are sent to martial arts schools starting from the age of three or four.

The same goes for Sun Guorong.

But even though his force value is so high, his personality is still like that of a child who has not grown up.

And I don’t know when, an unwritten rule became popular within the Yitiao Center.

Those who have not come into contact with the strange things and Qingxiazi will call those who have come into contact with them as "brother" and "sister".

Sang Jun also became "Brother Jun".

As soon as Sun Guorong asked this question, the four or five men and women sitting behind him also looked over.

They are all the executors of this mission.

Sang Jun's eyes fell on the two black safes placed squarely on the small wooden table next to them.

He replied: "How do I know? I've never used it like you."

Sun Guorong shrugged.

"Although what your Majesty gave you is just a few thin pieces of yellow paper, it should be more or less useful."

Sang Jun joked.

"It must be useful, otherwise we have to send messages to our friends and relatives now, and we must prepare more gifts to eat at our table, otherwise I will turn into a monster and harass them every day!"

Everyone was amused.

Everyone's mood was also vaguely heavy.

"Even if the talisman is useless, the treasure... must be useful."

Someone murmured from behind.

Sang Jun's eyes fell on another black safe again.

Through this safe, he seemed to see the day Qingxiazi met with the center again...