The town is more populated by foreign students, so Hell Street, far from the university circle, is gradually forgotten.

I looked under the building for a while, and felt that the environment was not as dilapidated as I thought. The blizzard showed no signs of stopping, and the streets were deserted and there was no one left. The dim streetlights shone on the snow-white snow, showing a dark red, like blood.

I shivered, parked the car and walked to the gate, smiling wryly. He glanced cautiously at the guardian beside him. When the two girls meet, don't really make it a full martial arts, otherwise you will really have a big head. It seems that Li Mengyue still has to be vaccinated first.

"That, Mengyue. The person I'm going to see later is a good friend of mine from a long time ago. Don't be aggressive when something happens. "I tried to explain my relationship with Li Nuoyi in words.

"Friends? Or a lover? The Guardian looked at me narrowly and said something completely unexpected.

"Damn, that dead woman taught you again? What kind of nonsense are you learning from her? "I had a headache and a secret anger in my heart. The next time you go to Canada, you must teach Lin Zhiyan a good lesson.

"Learn common sense." The guardian girl replied unhurriedly, "Lin Zhiyan said that the current successful men are surrounded by several women like flies, and if you want to snatch your men back, you have to strangle those women like flies." ”

My face turned pale when I heard it, "Stop, what kind of common sense is this?" You erase that passage from my head for me, completely erase it. ”

The air in the streets is getting colder and colder, and the warmth that comes from the car is dying. I didn't want to be depressed in the snow anymore, so I pressed the floor and room number of Li Noi on the video doorbell. Surprisingly, as soon as I finished pressing, the people in the room were connected almost instantly.

I was a little stunned, what are you doing, Li Nuoyi's reaction is too fast!

"Who?" A man's voice came over the speaker, in German.

I was really stunned this time. The man's voice was cold and piercing, sharp as fingers grabbing through glass. I subconsciously looked at the video, and saw that the monitor was empty, only the home furnishings, and I couldn't see any human figures. Strange, where is this person standing and talking to himself? Could it be the wrong number?

I scratched my head, "Sorry, mistaken!" ”

While hanging up the doorbell, my heart was a little doubtful. What is this man doing? How could he turn on the doorbell's intercom so quickly? Is he waiting for someone too?

He looked down at the address in his hand, and then carefully entered the number again, and a brief 'beep' sound came from the speaker. It didn't take long for it to connect.

This time it was Li Nuoyi who answered the doorbell, and she filled the space for the video with her whole person. The person is still so delicate and lovely, obviously wearing light makeup, and his face is pleasantly surprised. But when her eyes came into contact with the guardian behind me, she was visibly stunned. It took a long time before he said stiffly, "Ah Ye, where are you coming, come so fast!" I'll come downstairs to pick you up! ”

"No, it's cold down there, we'll do it ourselves." I replied.

She was about to say something, but was pulled by the girl behind her. The two of them muttered quietly for a while. Li Nuoyi said, "Then I'll open the door for you first." Hurry up and don't go to the wrong place. ”

The latter sentence says something interesting, going to the wrong place, how can you go to the wrong place in a dilapidated apartment?

With my inexplicability, the door made a 'creaking' metal grinding sound and slowly opened. When we walked in, we only felt that the air around us was as cold as the outside world, not much better because of the interior. Since it was a former hotel, all the halls were quite large, but the design was extremely unreasonable. The lobby is clearly styled, and the elevator hall is directly opposite.

The long corridor in front of me was dimly lit, as if separated by a few light years, giving people the illusion of being in another world. I tightened my coat, and somehow felt a little chill in my body, the name of this building was not wrong, and it really felt a little hellish at 10 a.m. But the old-fashioned elevator apartment, which one is not like this?

The door of the elevator hall is like an entrance to hell, and those who eat people do not spit out bones, and those who enter will fall into hell through the internal organs of the building.

As I walked, I surveyed the building. The air was humid, perhaps because of the heating. But the heating in this building is so bad that I don't feel any warmth.

The elevator is old, and it feels like it has been used for decades. There is a management room in front of the elevator entrance, and there is a constant small noise in it. I looked over and saw a balding little German old man sitting inside watching TV. He heard our footsteps but didn't lift his head. His gaze was completely fixed on the TV screen, and his face showed an inexplicable smile of compassion.

The TV elevator in the management room is even older, only about 10 inches. I stretched out my head and took a look, and I was stunned. I thought he was watching some attractive program, but the TV went blank, and only the screen showed channels without any pictures. That's what the noise comes from the TV.

The little old man and his TV are a little weird, I'm afraid only the neurotic will happily watch the channel with nothing. I thought about it for a moment and tapped my hand on the window pane of the management room. In the silence of the night, the crunch of the percussion sound is particularly deafening.

But the little old man didn't react at all, he still maintained a sympathetic sneer, and his eyes stared at the TV screen without blinking. After a minute or so, I gave up. The administrator is estimated to be asleep, and the sleeping posture of people in this world is strange. Since there are people who watch TV and see that they are asleep, there should definitely be people who watch TV and see that after falling asleep, their eyes are still looking and their faces are still smiling. What's more, he is still an old man in his sixties and seventies, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.

I guessed self-righteously and walked into the elevator.

Pressing the button in front of me, it didn't take long to hear a "clanging" sound, and the elevator door slowly opened.

The Guardian and I walked into the elevator and pressed the number eighteen, and the door gradually closed. Through the gap, I found that the administrator, who had been asleep, raised his head and glanced at the position of the elevator, his face full of eerie sneers. The wrinkled face and the chilling smile were very uncomfortable.

What kind of nerves is this administrator making, even laughing so hatefully. Didn't he fall asleep, and he didn't interrogate strangers when he saw them come in. This administrator is too incompetent!

I felt a little unsure, and glared back at the administrator. But this glance startled me. The little old man remained in the same form as before, and only the back of his head could be seen from my position. If he really wanted to look at me in the current position, I'm afraid he would only be able to turn his head one hundred and eighty degrees. Can the average human head turn 180 degrees? No one can do it but the dead. No, the dead can't do it. After all, it is impossible for a dead person to move. Then how did he look at me and Li Mengyue just now?

Did he really turn his head and glance at us? Have you ever had one? I was so dazed by my own thoughts that I shook my head vigorously. Perhaps, it's an illusion. This apartment has a strange name, and even the interior is eerie. This environment is the most hallucinating.

The elevator door closed slowly, ignoring my thoughts. The Guardian Girl and I were locked up in this closed metal box, lifted up, and climbed upward. I turned my attention to the elevator space, but quickly moved away.

There is not much of an old elevator that uses the same model in many old apartments in Europe. The elevator climbs very slowly, and it is not the display screen that shows the floor, but the oldest mechanical jump plate. It will take a long time for the elevator jump number to go up one place. Like a snail, it was finally possible to climb to the eighteenth floor slowly.

I frowned, the number eighteen looked particularly hideous in the jump board, unlike other floors, the number had an indescribable dark red, as if it was the red after blood clotted, and that layer of red was still floating, as if surging. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, and when I looked at it again, the red color was suddenly gone.

Are you too worried again? I stood on tiptoe and touched the numbers of the jump plate in confusion, and it was very cold to the touch. I withdrew my hand and looked at it, my fingers were covered in dust and something maroon, and I couldn't tell what it was. Paint? Or blood?

Just as I was about to dig deeper, the elevator doors opened, revealing the eighteenth floor. I hesitated for a moment, then pulled out the toilet paper and wiped the dirt off my hands. Pulling Li Mengyue slowly out of the elevator door.

I'm here to find someone, why do I still have an occupational disease and always think about it? The floor where the elevator numbers are counted is really blood, and it's my business again! There have been a lot of things I have encountered recently, so it's better to be simple and not to cause trouble, and honestly give Old Man Chen's Nine Tricks Jade and the corpse box to the old man first, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

However, the rental house chosen by Li Nuoyi is indeed a perfect match. No. 13, 18th Floor, Death Building, Hell Street, is a combination of Western and Western styles, and there are ominous numbers and taboo words that should be there. Is this girl challenging the limits of her mental endurance, or is she satirizing feudal superstition?

The elevator door behind him struggled to close, as if the monster had closed its mouth. The air on the eighteenth floor was not fresh, and my brow furrowed as I breathed. Spread out in front of you is a deep corridor with oppressive dark tiles on the floor. The whole thing is like a long tongue, and those small checkered tiles are like the taste buds of the tongue, which is disgusting.

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