"Okay, in about half an hour, we will arrange for the police to come and arrest the criminals. You and your friends stay where you are and don't leave."
The phone hangs up.
Wen Xuecha was about to give Su Qingyu a high-five to celebrate, but her raised hand stopped in the middle, and she noticed that Su Qingyu's face was ashen.
"Sister Yu, what's wrong? Why do you look so ugly?"
Su Qingyu bit her lower lip: "This old man is not a complete murderer. He deliberately split the murderer into two halves, one half merged with the old man, and the other half is still wandering in this building.
Whether it is the rules or the words of the police, they remind us that we have always ignored this point. "
Despair surged into Wen Xuecha's heart like a tide, making her feel cold all over: "The rules say you shouldn't report false police, so am I breaking the rules?"
Su Qingyu shook his head: "No, we caught half of them, so it doesn't count as a false police report.
But the rules also say that there is only one chance. If we find the murderer's other half within half an hour, we can win! "
Wen Xuecha felt very guilty. She felt that it was because she had just been too impulsive, which led to such a tense situation: "Sister Yu, I'm sorry..."
Su Qingyu raised her hand to interrupt her next words: "Now is not the time to hold people accountable. Time is limited. We must think about where the other half of the murderer is."
This point itself was very obscure. Even Su Qingyu just thought it was weird at first and didn't figure out the key to the matter.
It's so cunning.
If she didn't call the police, there would be no police words to remind her.
This is a three-star copy, not a five-star copy.
If it is a five-star dungeon, the police will arrive soon after they call the police.
As for the Samsung copy, they still have half an hour to make up for it.
Su Qingyu clenched her fists tightly in her sleeves, and she was thinking hard.
The key point now is, where on the floor is the murderer’s missing other half?
[Infinite Corridor] The first half of Rule 12.
[Please remember every neighbor you have met. If you see a strange face, call the security immediately. If the security recognizes the stranger as a criminal who has sneaked into the floor, please call the police. 】
Su Qingyu recalled all the residents he had met in his mind.
She tilted her head and asked the security guard: "Uncle, have you seen any strange faces on the floor in the past two days?"
The man with the Chinese character face shook his head and pointed at the tied up murderer in a black mask: "This is the only strange face I've ever seen."
A thin woman lived on the seventh floor, and in the corridor was her deceased son.
On the sixth floor lives an old lady who likes to carry a basket. She has a son who works in a slaughterhouse and brings sheep back every day.
On the fifth floor is a young couple and a baby. The girl is in debt and the family is in ruins. The boy describes the girl as a pervert who feeds the baby with blood and then escapes.
The fourth floor is a charred corpse, and the third floor is a wealthy businessman and his sick daughter.
On the second floor, a group of old men and women were singing. The content of the songs was the story of the murderer and the wealthy businessman on the third floor.
On the first floor are two canteens, one real and one fake.
Su Qingyu mentally sorted out all the people he had met, except these residents and visitors, and none of them were murderers.
The security uncle has been patrolling, and he said he has not seen any other strange faces.
strangeness.
Could it be that she is too worried?
Time passed by minute by minute.
Su Qingyu couldn't sit still and wait for death. She immediately made a decision and said to Wen Xuecha: "You wait here and keep a close eye on this person with the security uncle. I will be back in fifteen minutes.
If I can't come back, don't come to me, just hand the person over to the police. "
Wen Xuecha was frightened by Su Qingyu's sudden decision. Her expression was complicated: "Sister Yu, it's something we're not sure about yet. Isn't it too risky for you to do this?"
"I trust my own judgment." Su Qingyu turned and entered the safe passage.
The security uncle had never seen him before, but Su Qingyu had already thought about the stranger who appeared in this building.
It was the person who went down the deep and long stairs from the first floor, in total darkness, and touched her hair.
It was Wen Xuecha who pretended to be Su Qingyu and held her hand while she was going downstairs.
Because the stairs were dark, they did not see the true face of the thing.
There are only seven floors in this building, and security guards will only patrol these seven floors.
Security guards will not take the elevator. When walking in the safe passage, they can go upstairs or downstairs.
Therefore, the security guard will not go downstairs when he is on the first floor.
In the eyes of security guards, there is no staircase going down from the first floor.
It's still daylight now, so it's possible to make the round trip in twenty minutes without making any stops.
There were rows of old men and women on the second floor, standing in the corridor singing that weird song.
Su Qingyu held her breath and passed between the old man and the old lady in one breath.
Continuing down, the old lady at the canteen on the first floor looked at her with red eyes: "Little girl, don't leave in a hurry, help me clean the door. That pile of garbage is too much in the way, and I can't do it with my old bones.
You help me, I'll give you a good thing. "
[Infinite Corridor] Rules No. 9 of Weird Tales.
[There is a canteen on the first floor, you can buy anything you need. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have money, you can help the owner of the canteen clean up the garbage in front of the door. Whatever you see is familiar, remember, it's garbage. 】
Su Qingyu had no shortage of ghost coins. She was about to leave when she suddenly saw half a shoe in the garbage.
Dirty, mixed with a pile of wet trash.
Those are Li Lin's leather shoes.
Su Qingyu's pupils shrank, she looked at her watch and made mental calculations.
The pile of garbage in front of me is not much. If I clean it, I can finish it in five minutes.
Su Qingyu agreed. She picked up the broom next to her and peeled away a pile of wet garbage. The blood-stained coat and the holed leather shoes all reflected Li Lin's tragic experience.
The old lady came over, her face very close: "What did you see?"
"It's a pile of garbage. It's disgusting. I didn't take a closer look." Su Qingyu pinched her nose and looked disgusted.
She quickly threw the rubbish into the green trash can nearby.
The old lady squinted her eyes: "Don't you see your acquaintance?"
Su Qingyu turned back to the guest: "I kindly help you clean, why are you so rude?
What does acquaintance have to do with garbage? What are you trying to imply?
Don't think I can't hear it, you are yin and yang me, you say all my friends are rubbish! "
The old lady retracted her head, she slowly took out the flashlight from behind and handed it to Su Qingyu: "Little girl, don't be angry, grandma is just asking casually.
Play with this flashlight, it will help you. "
Su Qingyu took the flashlight, puffed her mouth, and pretended to be still angry.
The old lady laughed twice: "Little girl, have you seen my old man?"
