The little girl in this instance hopes that Su Qingyu will stay on this floor.
What kind of good intentions can there be in the weirdness in the copy?
Su Qingyu did the opposite and ran quickly to the elevator.
Just as the elevator door was about to close, the little girl coughed violently under the table, and then, a ball of paper stained with saliva rolled out from under the table.
The little girl poked her head out from under the table.
With a weird smile on her face, she waved to Su Qingyu, gesturing for her to pick up the paper ball.
go? Still not going? This is a problem.
If I go back to pick up the paper ball now, I will definitely miss the elevator.
There are no certain death rules.
Rules shouldn't appear at such an emergency.
Su Qingyu judged that the note was a trap.
She decisively entered the elevator.
To be on the safe side, Su Qingyu also ordered Youyou to pick up the note.
Youyou is a red-level weirdo, and his ability to crawl in darkness is faster and stronger than ordinary weirdos.
The moment the elevator door closed, Youyou held the note in his hand, put one hand on his waist, raised the note with the other hand, raised his chin slightly, and said with some pride: "Bang Bang Bang Bang ~ Master, praise me quickly. I, please tell me that you love me more."
He fulfilled Su Qingyu's expectations and now came over to ask for the reward.
"Bangbang." Su Qingyu opened the piece of paper stained with mucus, and inside was a case sheet.
It's uremia.
The little girl on the tenth floor is suffering from uremia. All the organs on the table are her organs. There is no kidney in them. She needs a kidney to be able to recover.
That room of flesh and blood was inside her body.
Youyou pursed her lips: "Master, your praise is emotionless."
Su Qingyu asked back: "Do you understand feelings?"
In her mind, Weird has no emotions.
The weird ones are full of emotions and twisted obsessions. They will imitate human emotions, but they will not have emotions in their hearts.
Youyou said with a smile: "What I want is the love of my master. I know what love is, and I also know how pleasant it is to tear love into pieces with your own hands when it reaches its peak." What is special about him is that his obsession is Related to love.
"Behave well." Su Qingyu deeply remembered how twisted Youyou's obsession was and how pure his evil was.
Killing the person you love most is one of the most unforgivable things in the world.
Not only did Pocoyo do it, he also aspired to replicate that evil deed.
The elevator started and started going down.
The lights overhead flickered.
Darkness is the main color here.
The next floor is the ninth floor.
When the lights in the elevator were turned off and on again, a familiar figure appeared on the side of the glass against the wall.
The sweeping lady who appeared in the [Dome Apartment] had her whole face pressed against the glass at this moment. Her hair was messy and dry, her skin was as pale and wrinkled as paper, and her bloodshot eyes looked sinister. Staring pitifully - Youyou.
That's right, she didn't stare at Su Qingyu like other weirdos, but at Youyou.
She came specifically for Youyou.
"Youyou, auntie came to visit you again. Auntie really never leaves you."
Youyou lay directly on the glass and looked at the aunt.
His clown face covered in paint seems even more scary.
"It's so annoying. Where does this weirdness come from? If you don't bother humans, why bother me?" Youyou took out a crayon and drew a clown pattern on the inside of the elevator.
He made faces at the sweeper aunt through the glass, and then said silently: "Annoying spirit."
The weirdness in the copy and the weirdness that has been contracted are the weirdness of two worlds. Unless the weirdness in the contract is ordered by the master, otherwise, they will ignore each other and there will not be much intersection.
Therefore, Youyou has never encountered this kind of situation before.
He wished he could be entangled with delicious humans instead of being as cold and weird as he was.
The empty and horrifying smile on the sweeper's face did not change. She pulled out a yellow rag from her body and used her strength to prove what it meant to be targeted and annoying.
Although she is on the outside of the elevator, the sweeper can pass through a layer of glass and wipe the pattern on the inside of the elevator clean.
"Creak-" The rag rubbed against the glass, making a disturbing sound.
Look how clearly targeted it is.
This sweeping lady is like "it" tailor-made for Youyou, specially designed to restrain the weirdness of his abilities.
Because of the existence of the sweeper aunt, Su Qingyu had no way to easily find the key clues of the dungeon without any risk by just using Youyou.
Without this aunt, Su Qingyu could stay in the safe zone of the rules, use Youyou's eyes to see every corner of the dungeon, and analyze it while lying down.
The sweeping lady climbed up along the gap between the floor glass and the wall like a spider. Her hands and feet were sticky and could be sucked onto the floor glass of the elevator.
She seems to have her own radar, which can accurately detect Youyou's location.
Su Qingyu asked half-jokingly: "Youyou, Auntie really loves you. She has been in three copies and will never leave you. Do you want to consider making her your gluttonous feast?" If Youyou can kill her, then It couldn't be better.
And Youyou shook his head quickly, and the little bell on his hat rang loudly, and he said: "I don't want it, she doesn't look delicious!" Youyou has his own taste, he is red and weird, and he is picky about food.
The sweeper aunt is not to his liking, and he doesn't want such love.
What he wants is a human being who can love him wholeheartedly, sacrifice everything for him, regard him as his own life, and his love will not change even if he is disembowelled by him.
In this way, the meat is delicious and can satisfy his hungry stomach.
Weirdness is without love.
Youyou knows that such strong emotions can only be obtained from humans.
Now, his target is only Su Qingyu.
The more challenging the goal, the more he loves it.
He feels that this is his own competitive game. He collects love bit by bit and finds truth among lies. All of this will make eating become an incomparable art when love reaches its peak.
As for the others, he doesn't want them.
Pocoyo scribbles on the glass with a crayon.
He got into a fight with the sweeping lady.
Su Qingyu was still smiling at first, looking at the two strange things, one painting and the other wiping, like a kindergarten aunt following behind an ignorant child.
However, when she saw her aunt's rag, her expression turned solemn in an instant.
Su Qingyu said coldly: "Youyou, stop drawing."
"I listen to the master." Youyou stuffed the brush into his pocket.
On the rag of the sweeping lady, Su Qingyu saw the rules of this copy.
As the aunt wiped, the ink spread and the rules on the cloth became increasingly blurred.
If you see it later, these rules will disappear.
