"what do you want?"
"I don't want anything, not money, people, or some support, I don't need it. I am a mist hunter, and solving anomalies is my job."
The warden tilted his head and put the knife on someone else's neck while saying that he didn't want anything. This was not convincing at all.
"Are those people your companions?"
Zhou Jinru shook his head: "No."
The warden was unmoved: "You are fighting against a country."
"Cry tears for your country."
The atmosphere became weird, and Zhou Jinru felt that his headache was getting better: "You can let your people leave."
The warden didn't care at all whether the sharp blade would cut his own arteries. He shook his head and said, "No, I will order the remaining people to follow me closely."
"you will die."
"They will live, and I won't die."
Zhou Jinru waved his hand: "Everyone gather together, hold hands, no one is allowed to be alone, the mist will eat people."
The surviving guards looked at each other, wondering whether they should listen to Zhou Jinru's command.
The Warden shouted: "Everyone listen to this mist hunter, he just saved us all."
He looked at Zhou Jinru again: "Even so, the crimes you committed will still be punished by law."
Zhou Jinru didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with him. He held a long knife in his right hand and pointed to the corridor leading to the upper floor with his left hand: "You go first. Trust me, my knife is definitely faster than your movements."
The warden shut his mouth, raised his hands, and walked towards the corridor. Zhou Jinru pressed a long knife against his back. Behind him were the guards who were supporting each other.
Because the lighthouse dispelled the fog, the passage on the eighth floor was no longer peaceful. Two corpses with extremely tragic looks fell to the ground, both members of the action team.
Zhou Jinru looked irritated, while the warden looked like he suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are really hired workers, but why didn't the guards notice that you invaded the tower?"
Zhou Jinru didn't know this problem either. He said nothing and urged the warden to move on.
On the eighth floor, the light was dim, and a member of the action team was huddled in the corner, shivering, covering his face with trembling hands, not even daring to look at others with his eyes.
"Two people will help him."
Zhou Jinru recognized him as the young man who liked to chat. His brother had served in Vole Prison.
"Let me go!"
"Don't catch me!"
"Don't touch me!"
His screams were extremely miserable, as if something was cutting into his body.
The face of the young man being held by two guards was covered in filth, with snot and tears mixed with mud smeared on his face. He looked very miserable.
"Where are they?"
Zhou Jinru tried to guide his emotions, eliminate fear, and inspire his heart with courage.
"Don't, don't ask me, I don't know, I don't know..."
If it weren't for the guards holding him up, he would have been as limp as mud.
The warden pitied him and said, "He is scared out of his wits. Let him go. You won't be able to ask anything." www.(). m.//.
Zhou Jinru didn't speak. His expression was a bit strange. If a person's inner emotions are fear and terror, why is there still coldness?
There seems to be a little more in the emotional perception...
"How is the daily sanitation work in the tower being done?"
The warden glanced at Zhou Jinru: "What do you want to ask?"
"Do you smell anything?"
The warden frowned, sniffed carefully, and asked strangely: "It's a very strong smell. Why is there a smell here?"
Zhou Jinru pushed the warden, separated him from the guards, and then gently touched the young man's face with the long knife in his hand. He saw the filthy viscous liquid on his face hanging on the knife. Pointed, it fell down and landed on the stone floor. The full text of the full text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/
The warden stood aside and said firmly: "There will never be these things on the tower, unless he climbed out of the toilet."
"Thank you for your cooperation. I have some ideas."
Zhou Jinru's eyes moved downward from the young man's dirty face to his chest, where the blade was pressed, and he carefully sensed the changes in his emotions. His expression changed from calm to stunned bit by bit.
There, in the young man's chest, there was another source of emotion, a source of cold emotion that, if not carefully identified, would be mixed with his own source of emotion.
"What did you find?"
"Is there an obstetrician and gynecologist in Volergaard?"
The warden looked shocked: "What are you talking about, he is going to be a mother?!"
This is so unbelievable. How can a man be a mother? !
"I don't know, this is my first time encountering this kind of thing."
Zhou Jinru put down the long knife and pointed at the warden again: "Let's talk about our affairs first. Your Excellency, warden, where is Dr. Wasim?"
"Is that doctor your target?"
The warden suddenly said: "You are Jacobins. No wonder. Everything makes sense. Unfortunately, he is no longer here. I won't tell you where he went, even if you kill me."
"I want to find all my companions who are still alive. Keep walking."
The warden slowly raised his hands: "Even if you don't threaten me, the guards will not attack you. Before the crisis is truly resolved, if you die, they will die, and all of us will die."
Zhou Jinru was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he raised his foot and kicked the warden on the butt, causing him to stagger.
After being a gentleman for a few days, do you really think he doesn’t know how to do anything?
There were no monsters or anyone else on the eighth floor. The group of them quickly walked to the corridor, where another corpse fell there.
"Have you confirmed that your companions are still alive?"
The warden was kicked, but he still maintained his special demeanor. Except for the footprints behind him, everything was as usual.
"Cut the nonsense."
They walked up the floor step by step. The leader of the action team died at the door. He had a penetrating wound on his body. It seemed that his lungs were pierced by some sharp object. The person did not die directly at that time, but struggled to crawl forward for a while. Distance, take your last breath.
The ninth floor is the last floor of the tower. The life and death of the remaining two of the seven members of the action team are unknown, and one of them is Adela.
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