Nightmare Attack

After they entered the elevator, this thought continued. Jiang Cheng stood a little in front of the elevator, with Wu standing behind him. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

He could clearly feel a gaze staring at his back.

This gaze was not cold, at least, it did not repel him.

He suddenly had another weird idea, whether the murderer had taught Wu a hard lesson and corrected his paranoid and twisted character.

If that's the case, it's really good.

"Why are you back?" A line of writing appeared on the elevator door in front of Jiang Cheng. Different from the previous handwriting, this time it was not scrawled. It was written stroke by stroke. Although it was not very good, at least it looked more careful.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Because you are still here."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that this sentence might cause ambiguity, so he quickly explained: "It was you who took the initiative to stay and attracted the attention of the murderer. Only then did the rest of us have the opportunity to leave, and I promised you, I'll come back to you after I send the others out."

No new words appear again.

The conversation ends here.

Wu acted too much like a normal person today, which made Jiang Cheng feel very uneasy.

He couldn't imagine what crazy things the murderer had done to Wu. 6̳̳

And...as the elevator door opened, Jiang Cheng looked everywhere but saw no trace of the murderer.

Where did the murderer go?

It was still raining outside, which meant that they were still trapped in the scenario of "The Murderer on a Rainy Night" and had not left.

But the strange thing is that the murderer in the script has disappeared?

Jiang Cheng stood in the elevator, afraid to go out for a while.

Until a hand stretched out, seemingly wanting to touch him, but moved away at the last moment, pointing straight out of the elevator.

"Let me out?"

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and decided to follow Wu's suggestion.

The most important thing is that he feels even scarier now than being huddled in an elevator with Wugui.

Although the desk lamp was extinguished, Jiang Cheng was still reluctant to throw it away. Holding it in his hand, he felt somewhat safe.

On the way from the elevator to the gate, Jiang Cheng was always prepared to be attacked by the murderer, but until he stood in front of the gate, the murderer did not appear.

really disappeared...

No matter how unclear his mind was, Jiang Cheng realized that something was wrong. A strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind: Is there a possibility that maybe the person who was taught a lesson was not Wu, but... the murderer?

Although based on his experience, he thought this possibility was very low, but for some reason, his left eyelid twitched violently when he thought about it.

He decided to test Wu.

Pretending to be calm, he turned his head and opened his mouth, but before he could say the first word, he saw Wu Jing stretched out his arm and clicked in the direction of the door.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll leave right now." Jiang Cheng didn't dare to hesitate and immediately slipped out of the door in despair.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Zai looked up and his figure disappeared.

Jiang Cheng would never know that in the office on the 10th floor, just across the wall from where he heard the "rustling" sound before leaving, a tall male corpse was cut into eight pieces.

The arms, legs, and torso were each pierced by exposed steel bars and nailed to the ground.

The severed head was fixed alone in a remote position. A wedge-shaped iron bar was inserted from the left eye frame and penetrated the entire head. The other end was sunk deeply into the ground.

What's even more tingling is that the limbs of the dismembered corpse are still moving towards the head, as if they want to be put back together to form a complete corpse.

The only remaining right eye under the tape was still looking down at a very strange angle, as if the sight could see through the layers of cement floors and see the scene of the lobby on the first floor.

The murderer is not dead, and their intention to pursue Jiang Cheng and others has never changed. It is just temporarily inconvenient.

…

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"

Opening his eyes again, Jiang Cheng woke up from the familiar little bed again, and the annoying alarm sound was no longer so harsh in his ears.

He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this time, they survived again.

There was no rush. He waited until there were voices and hasty footsteps outside before he turned over and got out of bed.

As soon as the door was opened, messy footsteps came outside. The moment they saw Jiang Cheng, everyone let go of their tight hearts, "Brother Jiang." Huaiyi said in surprise, "You're okay, that's great!"

Xia Qiang, who came back from the dead, saw that Jiang Cheng was still alive, and his tense face relaxed. Then, he stepped back respectfully and bowed deeply to Jiang Cheng: "Mr. Jiang, thank you."

Feng Jie, Li Mengyao, Yuan Xiaotian, and Zhou Tong followed suit. They stepped back, bowed deeply to Jiang Cheng, and said sincerely: "Mr. Jiang, thank you."

Lin Muyun supported Lin Muwan, who was breathing unsteadily, and the two of them also thanked Jiang Cheng. The difference was that one said it sincerely, and the other wrote it in a notebook. With the help of his brother, he held it up for Jiang Cheng to see.

"Mr. Jiang." Lin Muyun looked at him and said very formally: "Without your help, we would not be able to get out. We will keep this kindness in our hearts. If there is any need for help from the Lin family in the future, we will be obliged to do so."

Xia Qiang stood up and clasped his fists towards Jiang Cheng, "Mr. Jiang, I am grateful for your kindness. If you need us brothers in the future, please don't hesitate to ask for help."

"Of course, there are also Brother Fugui and Brother Huaiyi." Xia Qiang turned around and clasped his fists again in the direction of the fat man Huaiyi.

Seeing Jiang Cheng standing in front of him intact, the fat man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his face flushed, and he quickly said: "Doctor, Captain Xia and the others just came to discuss with me, saying that if you have a problem and can't leave in time, we will continue to vote, and we must get you out no matter what." "Those who carry firewood for the public should not be frozen to death in the wind and snow." Feng Jie said: "Mr. Jiang, you can do this for us. If we abandon you, how can we stand in the world." "I say, are you all so pretentious?" Yuan Xiaotian said impatiently: "Jiang Cheng, you saved my life, and you saved the lives of Brother Qiang and Meng Yao. From today on, you are my brother. If anyone bullies you, just say a word, and it's over if I don't do it!" Yuan Xiaotian didn't read much, so he didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind, but he understood the principle of repaying kindness better than anyone else. Jiang Cheng didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as he opened the door. In the past, there were more people who scolded him behind his back. He was still a little uncomfortable with being lined up to thank him like this. As if he noticed Jiang Cheng's slightly strange expression, Xia Qiang turned around, made way, and said seriously: "By the way, Mr. Jiang, come and take a look, we just found this in the corridor."

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