Chu Ping was not prepared to find the clown at all.
"It took a lot of effort to trick him away. Only a fool would look for him. Is it because he wants to die?"
Chu Ping quickly reached the third floor, and then walked directly towards the fourth floor without any hesitation.
When the lights went out these few times, Chu Ping always felt that the clown must have a helper. Although he didn't find anything unusual when he went to the electrical machine room on the fourth floor just now, Chu Ping still felt that someone had tampered with him there.
of.
"That clown didn't seem to be going after Lou Bin. He seemed to be going after me. If I had agreed to play hide-and-seek with him and he had found me, I would have ended up the same as Lou Bin."
Although the corridor was brightly lit, Chu Ping always felt as if someone was watching him from behind.
"The clown is back?"
Chu Ping suddenly turned around, but there was nothing behind him. The stairs spread downwards, and the window at the corner cracked a little at some point.
Chu Ping didn't pay attention and just continued upward.
When the fourth floor arrived, Chu Ping was not the first to come here.
When passing by the 404 monitoring room, Chu Ping opened the door and took a look inside. Only then did he realize that the picture on the monitoring screen had become unclear for some reason.
"The monitoring system is broken? I have to report it to the company tomorrow morning."
Chu Ping still remembered his duties as a night shift security guard.
"It seems that there is something wrong with the window at the corner of the stairs. It never closes tightly."
After closing the door, Chu Ping walked towards the electrical machine room.
Chu Ping turned the doorknob of the motor room. The doorknob that should have been easy to turn could not be turned at all, as if it had been locked from the inside.
"What's going on?"
Chu Ping frowned, but he clearly remembered that when he first arrived on the fourth floor, the door to the electrical machine room could be opened.
"Has anyone been here since I left?"
Chu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and took out the stick from his lower back.
"As a night shift security guard, you have the responsibility to maintain the safety of the company."
The dark stick looked a little ferocious in Chu Ping's hand.
He was not sure who the person who locked the door was, or even whether the person was a human or a ghost.
Chu Ping looked around vigilantly, and after realizing that there was no danger, he slowly backed away. He did not intend to use violence to open the door. After all, it was company property, or in other words, he was worried
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There's that weird clown hiding inside.
"Who knows what will happen if we find him? That's Hong Yi."
Chu Ping turned around and ran towards the stairs. He didn't stop and went straight to the seventh floor.
When he passed by the sixth floor, Chu Ping was worried that the man in red who had snatched the heart from Jiang Qing would come out to stop him, but everything went surprisingly smoothly.
The sixth floor was quiet, nothing unusual.
Chu Ping thought of everything that had happened on the sixth floor before, and couldn't help trembling, and then ran towards the beginning without looking back.
Lu Chao on the seventh floor was Chu Ping’s ultimate goal this time.
"Half-dressed in red, also dressed in red. I'm going to meet the people from the Weird Tales Association tomorrow. I need something to save my life."
Chu Ping was not sure when Jiang Qing would wake up, and judging from the few people he had contacted with the Weird and Weird Talk Association, it seemed that red clothes were their regular equipment, so Chu Ping couldn't help but think of Lu Chao. As for the people on the sixth floor
Chu Ping didn't even dare to think about the chairman in red.
Just kidding, whoever dares to snatch something from Jiang Qing's hand can still be a good person?
Compared with other floors, the seventh floor is like an out-of-sociable child. The other floors are all brightly lit, but only the seventh floor is completely dark.
"The light is broken?" Chu Ping took out the flashlight from his backpack, and using the light of the flashlight, Chu Ping found the switch of the floor light, "Let the maintenance department come and fix it tomorrow."
No matter where he is, Chu Ping can always remember his responsibilities.
After scanning with his flashlight, Chu Ping found nothing unusual at all. He even had the illusion that Lu Chao was no longer here a long time ago.
"Is it possible that you left?"
At this moment, the door behind Chu Ping made a dull sound, as if someone pushed the door open.
Chu Ping was startled and turned around immediately, shining the flashlight into the room. It was as dark as ink inside and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"When did that door appear?"
Chu Ping clearly remembered that there was just a wall.
Facing the door that suddenly appeared, Chu Ping did not dare to enter rashly, and was even ready to turn around and leave.
Chu Ping still knew why curiosity killed the cat.
Just when Chu Ping was about to leave, a burst of blood mist suddenly appeared in the room, but this time the blood mist was not as thick as yesterday. It looked very light, like light red paint floating in the air.
Nose twitching, a faint stream of blood
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A fishy smell surged into the nose.
"Lu Chao?"
Chu Ping did not step forward, but stepped back. He didn't know who the person in the room was, and he was always on guard.
The blood mist dissipated, and a line of blood words emerged.
"Come in and I'll tell you what you want to know."
The text is very simple, but it is very tempting to Chu Ping.
Lu Chao was the driver of the No. 405 bus ten years ago. On the day the No. 405 bus exploded, it was Lu Chao who was supposed to drive it, but he got an inexplicable stomachache. This unexpected incident itself made Chu Ping
Doubtful.
So when Chu Ping saw the blood words on the ground, his heart was indeed moved.
The door to the room looked very worn out. Only one corner of the rusty door number was nailed to the door. From the rust, you could vaguely see the word "4" written on it.
"714? 704?"
When Chu Ping entered the room, he always felt that this should be the boldest decision he had ever made.
When the light of the flashlight shines in, the darkness inside seems to have swallowed up all the light, making it impossible to see clearly ahead.
"I'm here." The voice was low and hoarse.
Chu Ping turned around, and the voice just now came from behind him.
Chu Ping approached slowly and could barely see what was going on there.
The man was leaning against the corner. His half-white, half-bloody clothes looked a bit out of place on his body. There was a faint blood-colored mist around him, and the thin layer was like a prison imprisoning him inside.
"Dachao?"
Chu Ping shined the flashlight over it. He couldn't believe that the embarrassed-looking person in front of him was actually a man half-dressed in red.
The man raised his head and looked at Chu Ping, bloodshot eyes appeared, like strips of red maggots, crawling there and then intertwining.
Chu Ping recognized the man, it was Lu Chao he was looking for.
Lu Chao moved his body, and the blood threads around his body connected him to the wall, as if he had completely grown on it.
"this······"
Chu Ping was shocked. He didn't expect that Lu Chao would become like this.
"I originally thought of using the prison cage to devour the power of the ghosts gathered by Chen Feng, but I didn't expect that it failed in the end. It's an advantage for you and the one on the sixth floor."
