The Eisen family lives on the twelfth floor.

Compared with the place where Nell and Jon live, this building is considered a better residential building, with only eight households on each floor.

As for the residential building where Nell lives, there are thirty-four households on each floor, and each household is crowded into a narrow and cramped room.

Aisen's house number is 1208, the innermost one on the whole floor.

This building has smart access control. If you enter the access household number, it will automatically connect to the household owner and choose whether to open the door according to the access rules set by the household owner.

Generally speaking, the head of the household will look at the visitor remotely and then choose whether to open the door.

After He Ao entered Aisen's house number, the screen of the access control machine in front of him flickered, showing a dark scene.

"Who are you?"

A hoarse voice sounded slowly, and something vaguely reflecting light appeared in the depths of the picture. It seemed to be a bloodshot eye.

He Ao had already prepared his identity, "The boss asked me to come find you."

"good."

What was somewhat surprising to He Ao was that the other party did not ask further to verify his identity. The voice on the screen responded, and then with a soft sound, the access control was unlocked.

He Ao's identity was not false, because among the several Ice Wolf Gang gangsters he asked for directions, there was indeed one who took the order from the Ice Wolf Gang boss to visit Eisen.

Because Aisen has not appeared for several days, no one can contact him.

He Ao reached out and pushed towards the access control door.

"whee"

The moment he touched the door, a sharp chuckle like a feminine boy echoed in He Ao's ears.

He Ao ignored the chuckle, opened the door and continued inside.

There were bright lights on in the corridor, but the entire corridor was quiet and a bit quiet.

He Ao walked straight to the entrance of the corridor and pressed the button for the elevator.

After entering the elevator, he paused for a moment while pressing his finger towards the twelfth floor.

As his physical fitness improved, his eyesight also improved. This elevator seemed to have just been cleaned. Most of the elevator floor buttons were clean, with only a few superimposed fingerprints.

The elevator buttons on the twelfth floor were densely packed with fingerprints.

Many people came to visit the twelfth floor.

He Ao thought in his mind, but his hand movements were not slow. He pressed the elevator button, and the elevator quickly went up and quickly reached the twelfth floor.

1208, where Aisen lives, is at the deepest part of the corridor, and he has to pass other residents on this floor along the way.

When He Ao passed through the doors one by one, he unexpectedly discovered that all the doors on this floor were either half open or ajar.

It was dark behind some doors, while others were lit but no one was moving, and there was an eerie silence all around.

It was as if the owners of these houses were in a hurry to do something and would be back soon.

He Ao glanced at these doors. One family seemed to have just gotten married. Through the crack in the door, he could see the brand new wedding photos of the owner of the house hanging on the wall.

Vaguely, He Ao noticed that someone seemed to be watching him in the dark, but he didn't pay attention and walked straight to the end.

The door at the end of the corridor is closed.

He Ao looked up at the house number of this door, 1208.

The golden door number reflects a faint red under the light of the corridor.

Boom--boom--boom--

He knocked on the door.

Click——

A pale man opened the door. He covered his right eye with one hand, opened the door with the other hand, and said slowly, "Come in."

The room was dimly lit, and He Ao crossed the threshold and walked in.

His eyes fell on the source of the dim light, which was a dim yellow floor lamp covered with a layer of red gauze.

boom--

The open door suddenly closed.

The man who was walking in front walked behind He Ao at some point, and his hoarse voice slowly sounded, "There is something wrong with the light at home. I haven't had time to change it yet. Do you want some coffee?"

With that said, he walked slowly towards the kitchen without waiting for He Ao's response.

He Ao looked at his back and found that his movements were a bit uncoordinated. A normal person would move with his body and his head, but Aisen's steps looked like his head and body were walking forward separately, but they were synchronized together.

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He Ao's eyes scanned the room.

The decoration of the whole room is extremely simple, with only sofas, coffee tables, and cabinets close to the wall.

All the walls are covered with rough dark wallpaper, which reflects uneven light.

He Ao stretched out his hand and touched the wall, which was a little moist.

He walked to the only sofa.

The sofa is covered with various photos. The photos show people sitting on the sofa. The background is very dim, and all the photos have a certain consistency.

Their photos only include the lower half of their bodies, with their heads cut off.

These photos of only the body are stacked together and seem to blend together.

"Come, drink coffee."

Eisen came over, his right eye was covered by a piece of gauze, holding a cup of dim coffee in his hand, stirring it constantly with a small spoon.

He Ao looked up at him and did not take the coffee. Instead, he raised his bracelet and showed the photo of his eldest brother and second sister, "Have you seen them?"

When Eisen saw these two photos, he obviously paused, and then said hoarsely, "Come, drink coffee, and I'll tell you after you finish it."

"Is there a possibility," He Ao tilted his head and looked at him calmly, "I'm not negotiating terms with you?"

Aisen, who was holding the coffee, looked stiff, and his hand stopped stirring the coffee halfway.

A drop of moist liquid fell on He Ao's cheek. He raised his head, and under the dim light, the painful cheeks came into view.

Where the chandelier originally hung, twisted and painful heads were suspended, their empty eyes staring at He Ao.

Blood dripped on He Ao's cheek.

Among these people, He Ao saw the newlyweds in the wedding photos he had glimpsed before.

"Repair the lamp...Repair the lamp..."

A hoarse murmur came from He Ao's ears, and Aisen, who was originally pale, suddenly became violent and threw the coffee in his hand at He Ao.

He Ao jumped forward and dodged the splashed coffee. The strong smell of blood came out. The coffee seemed to be mixed with blood.

But the smell seems to be not only in the coffee, but also permeates the room. The whole place is filled with a strong smell.

"Repair the lamp...Repair the lamp..."

Eisen's head rolled off his body and then floated in the air. The gauze on his right eye fell off, revealing an empty eye socket.

"Repair the lamp...Repair the lamp..."

The painful heads hanging on the ceiling were also screaming in a twisted manner, and these screams invaded He Ao's mind with some kind of crazy gibbering.

Eisen took out two knives from nowhere on his headless body, rushed towards He Ao, and stabbed He Ao in the heart with the knife.

His feet were closely connected to the ground, and seemed to be integrated with the entire room.

The surrounding walls began to squirm violently.

The rough wallpaper that He Ao just touched seemed not to be wallpaper, but some kind of flesh and blood wall. The cabinets leaning against the wall squirmed and turned into tentacles.

The whole room seemed to have turned into the body of some kind of monster, and He Ao was now inside this monster's body.

"Repair the lamp...Repair the lamp..."

Violent murmurs echoed in the space, and the eyeless heads hanging on He Ao's head also opened their mouths and bit into He Ao.

He Ao ducked and landed on the other side. Only now did he see clearly that the heads were not suspended in the air, but were suspended and controlled by lines.

The same goes for Eisen's head.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the squirming wall and grabbed his shoulder. Then, more and more arms stretched out from the wall and grabbed He Ao densely.

He Ao took a step forward, dodged these arms, and looked up at the dense crowd of attacking heads in the sky.

All the silk threads hanging the heads were connected near the chandelier in the center of the ceiling, and that chandelier was the only thing in the whole room that was leaning against the wall but had not turned into flesh.

He held the two swords in his hands, jumped up, and flew to the roof with his feet on the heads.

He pierced the flesh and blood of the ceiling diagonally with one sword, fixing his body, and split the chandelier with the other sword. As the plastic cover was split open, a squirming and beating heart like a lightbulb appeared in He Ao's body.

in sight.

When He Ao stared at this heart, the whispers in his ears instantly intensified.
To be continued...