Burning?
This reminded Su Qingyu of the charred corpse on the fourth floor.
"If you can't escape, we can't escape." The woman in the red dress was resentful. Her dark eyes were wide open and filled with bloodshot eyes. "Those guys from the property management don't care about anything at all. In such a big community, only Arrange two temporary working security guards.
Maybe they let those bastards in on purpose. Everyone here is dead, so there is no need to renovate the old community, just bulldoze it and rebuild.
Those bastards climbed down the pipes to the top floor, and that stupid woman on the seventh floor didn't install security nets on the windows.
I heard that they broke in from the seventh floor and killed many people. The old lady on the sixth floor was greedy for life and feared death, so she and her son helped the bad guys cook. "
"Did he start the fire on the fourth floor?"
The woman paused and looked confused: "When did the fire start on the fourth floor?"
What she just said was a fire, it was just an angry word.
Su Qingyu: "You don't know?"
The corridor on the fourth floor was originally filled with charred corpses.
The woman in the red dress shook her head and whispered: "I have told you everything I know. You can leave. I want to breastfeed my child..."
Wen Xuecha stopped the woman in the red dress and said, "Wait a minute, are you sure there is no way out from the first floor?"
The woman in the red dress grabbed Wenxuecha's injured wrist, and then squeezed her wound hard. The sharp nails pierced her skin, making Wenxuecha scream in pain.
"If you don't want to leave, just stay and take care of my child." The woman in the red dress lowered her head and smelled the snow tea wound, and said viciously, "Blood is as nourishing as milk. If you keep nourishing it, there will be a continuous flow of blood."
"Let me go, let me go!"
Wen Xuecha desperately pulled her hand back. The woman in the red dress let go of Wen Xuecha. She was affected by inertia and fell backwards. Fortunately, Su Qingyu held her in time.
"Jie Jie Jie." The woman in the red dress stared at them and smiled evilly.
"Everyone on the floor is crazy, just like the first dungeon." Wen Xuecha puffed up her cheeks, and she pulled Su Qingyu to leave this place of right and wrong, "Sister Yu, you are right, we You can't stay here. The world will collapse sooner or later. If you stay here until the end, the only way is death.
Since the property management company let the construction team in, the construction team must know the way out! "
Su Qingyu nodded, and she was also planning to start with the construction team.
The two arrived at the fourth floor. There was thick smoke billowing from the floor. There was a burning smell in the air. Room 404 was filled with flames.
The people in the room were packed together like sardines, and as the fire spread, they stretched out their blackened hands and called for help.
Su Qingyu dialed the property management phone number, and the other side of the phone rang several times.
"Hey, what's going on? This is the security room. You residents, can you make sure you have something happen before you call?" The voice on the other side was impatient.
"A residence on the fourth floor was on fire."
"We can't control this matter!" The person opposite the security room hung up the phone.
Su Qingyu frowned, and they left the fourth floor and came to the third floor.
The aroma of food wafted through the floors.
The old lady on the sixth floor carried the empty basket, met them, and then took the elevator to leave.
When they saw the elevator, Su Qingyu and the others closed their eyes and counted silently until the elevator disappeared.
When did the old lady come down?
Su Qingyu just saw that there was only half a rotten onion left in the old lady's basket.
The wealthy businessman who originally lived in Room 304 was gone. The door was wide open. In front of the girl in a wheelchair was a huge iron pot, and something was cooking in the pot.
The handsome man wearing a black mask was standing next to the girl, chopping peppers, garlic cloves and onions into the pot.
"Isn't this the fake security guard who tricked Li Lin into the canteen?" Wen Xuecha grinded his molars, "I almost fell into his scheme and died in the canteen!
Wearing a mask and pretending to be human, bah! "
"This man is the wife of the old lady knitting sweaters in the canteen on the first floor. Look at the sweater he is wearing, it was knitted by the old lady herself."
Wen Xuecha covered her mouth: "Such a strong statement, no wonder the half of his face covered by the mask is that of an old man."
In the living room, a girl in a wheelchair raised her sad eyes, looked at Su Qingyu and the others, and silently said "Help" with her lips.
And in that iron pot, a fat head slowly floated up.
That's not a pig's head, that's the head of a wealthy businessman!
At this time, there was movement in the safe passage.
Su Qingyu saw the security guard with a Chinese character walking down from the fourth floor. As he walked, he complained: "You ask me to come here every time, and it's not me who started the fire!
The bastards from the property management company didn't care. They put the blame on our temporary workers and refused to let me call the police.
I don’t have a gun in my hand, so I can’t do anything except come over and take a look! "
It's a security guard! God helps me!
"Uncle Security!" Su Qingyu greeted enthusiastically, "Please come over, there are residents here who need your help!"
The man with the Chinese character face came over when he saw Su Qingyu.
He looked in the direction of Su Qingyu's finger, and when he saw the handsome guy wearing a black mask, he had a look of fear on his face. He said to Su Qingyu: "Little girl, I can't control this matter, and I advise you to leave it alone." .
He is not a resident of this building and is not under my management. "
When the handsome man wearing a mask saw the security guard, he felt confident and continued to cook the pot of soup.
"He is obviously a resident of this building, he is the old man on the first floor."
The security guard shook his head repeatedly, unwilling to help.
This behavior confused Su Qingyu. Was her initial reasoning wrong?
At this time, the girl sitting in the wheelchair struggled to get up, pulled the mask off the handsome guy's face, and then fell heavily to the ground.
The handsome guy who lost his mask showed half of his face as an old man. He reluctantly walked out of the living room.
The security uncle's attitude changed, he grabbed the old man forcefully, and punched the man in the face several times: "I told you not to walk around casually, you are disobedient!
Go back to your first floor! Otherwise, I will tell that old woman of yours never to open a shop in this building! "
An idea flashed in Su Qingyu's mind: "Uncle! Is the man wearing a mask a murderer who sneaked into the floor?"
The security uncle actually nodded.
Su Qingyu suddenly figured out that it was "it" that merged the murderer with the old man at the canteen on the first floor. Ordinary residents would only appear on their own floor, but the murderer wearing a mask could go to every floor.
The purpose of appearing on this floor is to deliver soup ingredients to the murderer.
The woman in the red dress on the fifth floor said that the old lady on the sixth floor was greedy for life and feared death, so she and her son helped the bad guy cook.
"Wen Xuecha, come with me to catch this old man, don't let him escape!"
