Chapter 95 (Catching Bugs)

At the same time,

outside the apartment building,

Tian Yiliang was squatting outside the door of the apartment building, concentrating on drumming something. After a moment, he stood up helplessly and shook his head at the others.

"Still can't get in?" Fang Xueqing crossed her arms and couldn't help patting her forehead, "No, doesn't your unit have a very powerful mutant root? Can it help with anything?" "

Don't mention it. I don't know why that person has become unhappy again recently and has closed the door to welcome visitors." Tian Yiliang sighed, took a few steps back, returned to the crowd, thought for a while, and looked at Fang Xueqing and Ling Guang again, "Speaking of mutant roots... doesn't your unit also have a partner?"

He was not very clear about the details, but in his impression, Anxin Gardening did "supply" a special mutant root, which was mainly responsible for providing clues for ghost stories.

Most importantly, as far as he knew, the consultant was very easy to talk to, and was willing to cooperate with Anxin Gardening in various research and experiments, and was generous in giving out derivatives. Anxin Gardening's most outstanding ghost story contact technology and ghost story scene restoration technology were almost all completed with the help of the other party.

... Compared to the moody and demanding Happy Princess in their unit, he was many times friendlier.

Ling Guang heard this and showed a subtle expression.

"That teacher? Normally she is very easy to talk to, but this time, for some reason, she doesn't seem to be very willing to help..."

Because their understanding of the strange story in front of them was actually very limited, before setting off, Ling Guang went to find the mutant root - they called him a consultant or teacher internally, and he also had his own separate office, but he was not always there.

When Ling Guang went there, he ran into him curled up in a chair playing mahjong on his phone, and he was relieved. Unexpectedly, after hearing about their destination this time, he changed his previous magnanimity and refused to help no matter what, nor was he willing to reveal any information about this strange story. He even gave a rare word of advice, suggesting that Ling Guang and his friends

should not go there. Ling Guang and his friends had no choice but to come here first.

"......Ah?" Tian Yiliang couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his hair, "Oh, this is difficult. I can't get in, and I can't see..."

Ling Guang thought so too, looked down at his watch, and his expression became more and more anxious. Fang Xueqing exhaled, gritted her teeth and took out her cell phone again.

"Why don't you ask again, and tell us if it doesn't work." She said while dialing, "Otherwise, it's not a big deal to just block here. People who don't know might think we are thieves coming to scout the place..."

The three people next to her all had a slightly stagnant expression because of her magical metaphor, but Fang Xueqing didn't care and put the phone to her ear in a blink of an eye. After waiting for a while, she took a deep breath and spoke carefully into the phone:

"Hello? Hello, teacher. Yes, I'm Xueqing. I'm outside the basket bridge unit building now... Yes, I know this is a trouble to you, teacher, but can you please be flexible? We really have to go and take a look. There are still living people inside...

"... Really, really, I'm not lying to you! Our colleague is in there. She is a college student who just graduated. Her friend specifically asked us to take care of her... Ah? Which colleague?

"Well, it's the Demolition Office, teacher, do you know? They don't come here often... Eh?

" "Yes, they were the ones who took away Hu Yang from Hongqiang Company... Oh, oh, okay, I see. Thank you, thank you! "

——Behind the bushes, Gu Yunshu raised her eyes slightly when she heard the word "Hongqiang". At the end of her sight, Fang Xueqing was making a phone call, constantly waving at Ling Guang, and speaking in a low voice:

"Where is that laptop! Take it out quickly, the teacher has agreed to help... Hey teacher, we are ready here, please see how we should operate next..."

The field staff of Anxin Gardening basically bring a computer with them when they go on missions. The computer contains software developed using mutant root derivatives, and data can be uploaded to a real server no matter where it is.

At this moment, under the remote guidance of the consultant teacher, the two are quickly adjusting the various values ​​of the software - although the consultant still can't help them enter the ghost story, it seems that it is still possible to use their abilities to see what is going on inside.

The only problem is that the images captured by the software are not real-time, there is a serious lag, and the perspective is fixed and cannot be adjusted... But at this time, there is no need to worry about that.

"No. "Ling Guang was helping with the debugging while wondering, "Why did the consultant teacher suddenly agree to help?"

"I don't know." Fang Xueqing didn't even raise her head, "Anyway, he changed his mind after hearing the name of the Ghost Story Demolition Office..."

Ling Guang: "?"

"It seems that because they once saved Hu Yang, the teacher has a good impression of them." Fang Xueqing said in a low voice, and suddenly raised her hand and patted his shoulder hard, and waved to the two people next to her, "Mr. Tian! Miss Huang Yu! Come here quickly, they are out of the picture!"

"......! "Ling Guang almost vomited blood. The new helper was indeed a yellow croaker head, but you can't just call him a yellow croaker! How can that be justified!

Fortunately, the two men who were weeding vigorously didn't pay attention to these details and quickly came over. The four heads gathered together at different heights, and under everyone's breathless attention, the screen on the computer finally showed obvious changes -

accompanied by With a series of sizzling sounds, the black and white snow screen on the screen disappeared. In its place, there was a cold darkness.

With their perspective fixed, they could only vaguely recognize the location of the picture, which was a corridor platform on a certain floor.

The platform was empty, with nothing on it. Even so, the four psychics present all changed their expressions at the same time, and a chill spread in their hearts.

- After all, this is information captured by the power of the roots. Although the way it is presented is similar to a video, what is actually conveyed is by no means a single picture.

Outside the picture, the cold atmosphere, the strange sounds, and the huge sense of oppression brought about by the activities of abnormal creatures, for this group of already sensitive psychics, are so close that they seem to be within reach.

"Look. "Just then, Miss Huangyu suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed to the corner of the screen, "What are these white things? Are they derivatives of the root?"

"It seems so." Tian Yiliang responded, squinting his eyes and looking carefully. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but sigh.

The picture was originally dark, and it was presented through the computer, which made people almost blind. Tian Yiliang blinked and patted Ling Guang on the shoulder:

"Hey, it's too dark, can it be brighter?"

"Of course you can, but it will affect the captured image." Ling Guang said seriously.

What they are seeing now is not what is happening in the unit building, but a time point randomly captured from the past few hours by the device using the power of the root. Once the device is touched at this time, it is likely to cause the software to restart and restart information capture. The time point and angle of observation may change as a result.

"Then let's capture it again." Fang Xueqing stared at it for a while, and also felt strenuous. The point is that their angle is too awkward. They can't see anything just facing a bare platform.

After hearing what she said, Ling Guang finally nodded and adjusted the brightness. As he moved, the image on the screen began to change again - at first it was just flickering like a snow screen, and then, as if tuning a channel, different frames quickly passed by the screen, and each frame stayed for less than a few seconds before quickly flashing away -

whether it was the huge and twisting eyes poking out from the first floor, or the huge eerie shadow slowly walking out from behind the door on the second floor, they were all seen by several people.

Not only that, the thick hyphae all over the fourth floor, and the corpse wrapped in hyphae; the dangling legs on the fifth floor that were faintly visible in the dazzling light; the moody little girl in room 301, and the strange figures hiding under the bed in the deep of room 202, all passed through the screen one by one, and with each flash, the faces of several people became uglier.

——It’s still the same sentence, the observation results are presented in the picture, which does not mean that they only perceive the picture.

Therefore, the fear at that moment was almost completely conveyed, and even through a layer of screen, it made people sweat.

Until the end, the picture finally froze on the empty corridor platform with some white mycelium. Fang Xueqing adjusted her breathing for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak softly, with a bit of disbelief in her voice:

"This damn place is really scary..."

The others nodded in agreement. Fang Xueqing thought about it and frowned involuntarily: "I don't know what happened to the people in the Demolition Office. Gu Ming also specifically said that she hopes we can help her friend, how can we help..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard another hissing sound, and the picture in the computer switched again -

the originally dim scene was suddenly filled with light, which frightened everyone present.

What surprised them even more was that a little girl suddenly appeared in the corridor that was empty just now. Fang Xueqing realized that when she was talking just now, the self-debugging of the software was estimated to have not yet ended. This is the final screenshot.

Looking at the young figure surrounded by light again, the faces of several people changed slightly, and they quickly exchanged glances with each other, and saw deep surprise in each other's eyes.

There is no doubt that the little girl who appeared in the picture now is an abnormal existence.

Judging from its skirt, it should have appeared in those fast-switching scenes before, which is exactly what shocked Fang Xueqing and the others. After all, in the previous pictures, although the other party looked like a little girl, the sense of oppression that was almost like that of a domain master could not be concealed, and the whole body exuded an aura that was not easy to mess with.

However, at this moment, it curled up in the light like a little white mouse. It was weak and helpless, and its body was visibly declining and withering, and it could hardly maintain its basic human form.

How to say... it looks like it has experienced a lot.

The question is, what has she experienced?

The people in front of the computer looked at each other, and when they connected the previous intelligence, they all had some vague guesses in their hearts.

At this moment, Miss Huangyu called out softly and pointed at the screen: "Look, there's something else in the picture!"

Everyone looked over and saw that, as expected, another burnt hand appeared in the picture, holding a strong flashlight gently not far from the little girl.

The bright light was directed in the direction of the girl, and the anger and pain on the latter's face were more obvious.

Because of the angle, they couldn't see the owner of the burnt hand, but they could see the work badge hanging down and shaking with its movement. The hand quickly lifted up and left the picture, but the flashlight remained in place. Ling Guang approached the screen and tried to identify the line of small words on the handle of the flashlight. He unconsciously read out loud:

"Strange Talk... Demolition... Handle..."

After reading, he suddenly fell silent.

After a moment, he looked up at the others and repeated it again as if to confirm: "It says on it, the Ghost Story Demolition Office."

"...Yeah." In response to him, the others nodded in a slightly dull manner, "I see."

Several people looked at each other again.

Then they fell into silence again in unison.

*

On the other side, in the unit building.

Xu Ming's progress was much ahead of what was observed from the outside.

In the previous short ten minutes, she had completed the loading and transportation of two more batches of lamps, and completed the further arrangement of the corridor, and optimized the original arrangement. The optimization included but was not limited to the recycling of some lamps with low utilization rates, the strengthening of lighting in some blind spots, and the recall of all the A Jiao on the premise of ensuring the lighting effect, so as to facilitate the escape when the time came.

Qiu Yufei also came up to check the situation halfway. In her words, now the sense of security is overflowing both upstairs and downstairs, and it feels like the light of righteousness is shining on every inch of the earth.

It's a pity that Xu Ming can't do more for Xu Ling except improving the lighting - "Naizut" is just talk, if a mutant root is really that easy to kill, many things won't be so troublesome.

After solving the lighting problem, she didn't forget to do other things promised to the building manager. When running downstairs, she pulled the power switch of Room 201.

...After the power switch was pulled down, there was still no movement in Room 201. The door was not open, and no sound came from inside.

Xu Ming stood quietly outside the door for a moment, and thinking of the people downstairs who had not run out yet, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and ran downstairs quickly.

When I ran downstairs, I saw a crowd of people gathered at the door of the apartment building. In addition to Yufei, Po Haitang and "Brother", Panpan and her mother were also waiting there. Panpan was carrying a bulging schoolbag on her back, holding an equally bulging handbag in one hand, and holding her mother tightly with the other hand. When she saw Xu Ming coming down, she immediately took a deep breath.

Her mother was still absent-minded and dazed, holding Panpan's hand, but holding it tightly.

Xu Ming glanced at the two of them and was about to ask something when he heard Panpan speak nervously:

"Well, I, I heard that you can take them away, so I came here... I, my mother and I also want to... If you need anything, then..."

"No problem, let's go together." Xu Ming nodded indifferently, not paying attention to the last half of Panpan's words, "But you have to wait a moment, the building manager hasn't given me the key yet... Oh, right."

She glanced at the two again, and suddenly remembered something: "Do you have anywhere to go?"

"...", but the only response she got was Panpan's somewhat embarrassed look.

Where is there anywhere to go? She and her mother were originally dead people wandering in the world. At the beginning, they were able to stay here safely for so many years because of the mercy of the building manager. However, in the current situation, they have to leave.

Safety is only one aspect of the problem. More importantly, she can feel that something is slipping away from her mother - something she can't stop or catch back.

Those things flowed very quickly and were taken very far away by time. She didn't know how long her mother could remain conscious, so she thought about seizing the last time and taking her away from here.

The world outside is big, and there are many things that her mother likes. If possible, she hopes to at least take another good look at those things before her mother's consciousness completely disappears.

Having been protected and cared for by the most omnipotent woman in the world, the only thing she wants to do now is to do her best to protect and care for her.

"..." Hearing this, Xu Ming just lowered his eyes slightly.

After a while, he sighed softly.

"In that case, then take this first."

She said, taking out the rule book from her bag, and then took out two ready-made work cards from the notebook and handed them to Panpan.

"Fill in your name and put it on. If you don't know the specific operation, ask Po Haitang. He is an old employee of the demolition office and knows how to use these." Xu Ming said, and looked at Po Haitang who was looking around with a warning, and then turned his eyes back.

"I don't know the specific principle, but wearing this should help your mother's situation. If you don't know where to go, go out and find a spirit wearing a mask, follow her, and she will take care of you."

Xu Ming finished speaking quickly, but saw that Panpan's eyes seemed to understand. Just as he was thinking about explaining it again, he heard a crisp sound of jingling bells from above -

a key was thrown straight down from the gap above the stairs.

Po Haitang was frightened by the noise and jumped up to the wall. After seeing that it was a key, he climbed down dejectedly. He took a closer look at the shape and said with surprise:

"Teacher Su Ming, this can't be..."

"Yeah." Xu Ming looked at the key carefully and put it into Qiu Yufei's hand. "It's the key to go out. The head of the building gave it to me."

The way he gave it was also very simple and rough. Xu Ming guessed that the person probably realized that there was no one outside, so he opened the door and threw the key into the gap of the stairs.

In any case, since he got the key, he had to arrange the next things - Xu Ming immediately waved his hand and asked a few people to open the door and go out first. He covered his bag and turned around and ran upstairs again.

Hanging dogwood on the door of Yang Duyi's room.

Xu Ming remembered everything he had promised.

On the way, he passed by Room 201 with the door closed again, but he couldn't help but stop again.

"...Hello, can you hear me?" She tried to call the person in the door, but got no response. She walked forward carefully and put her ear against the door. After a while, she slowly moved away and tentatively asked again:

"Auntie?"

"Are you in there?"

"Auntie, it's me."

The voice fell. There was still silence behind the door.

Xu Ming retreated with some regret, thinking of Xu Ling's existence upstairs, and couldn't help wondering if he was thinking too much -

Auntie is indeed the friend of the building manager, but there is no rule that the building manager's friend can only be Auntie. Moreover, considering Xu Ling's degree of paranoia, if the aunt entered the unit building, it would be impossible for it to have no reaction at all...

On the contrary, it was a bit unreasonable for me to directly equate the "building manager's friend" who stayed in Room 201 with the aunt just because of a little overlap.

Xu Ming thought to himself, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the sudden loss and regret in his heart, then turned around, carefully bypassed a pile of light bulbs on the stairs, and climbed up quickly.

When he reached the third floor, Xu Ling was still trapped in the same place, unable to move. Its current condition is worse than before. Its upper and lower lips have fallen off, its bones are so soft that it can hardly stand up, and its skin is dissolving all over its body. When it lifts its palm pressed on the ground, a large piece of skin will even stick to the ground.

The deterioration of its physical condition directly led to the collapse of its emotional structure. When it saw Xu Ming again, it didn't even have the mood to pretend to be pitiful. Only deep hatred and resentment remained in its words:

"Don't think you can trap me for the rest of my life. So what if there are many lights? I don't believe they won't go out..."

Before it finished speaking, Xu Ming had already turned lightly in front of it and continued to walk up.

Xu Ling, who couldn't finish the rest of the harsh words: "..."

Its eyes could no longer see anything, but it could still sense Xu Ming's approach and departure. Noticing that Xu Ming didn't look away or turn his head back, it was so angry that its tongue was about to fall off. At this moment, it heard footsteps again - Xu Ming was coming back again.

Xu Ling felt relieved, and immediately rushed to finish her harsh words. Who would have thought that before she could open her mouth, Xu Ming spoke first.

"It was a close call." It heard Xu Ming say, "I almost missed this small flashlight..."

"It doesn't seem to matter whether I put it down or not? Take it away, don't waste it..."

Then there was the movement of picking up, and then there was a burst of hurried footsteps, and soon it disappeared upstairs.

Xu Ling was perfectly ignored again: "..."

...Bad guy.

It couldn't help but grit its teeth again - even though it didn't have many teeth left in its mouth.

Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, don't you really think that trapping it here will be fine? It's just weak, not dead; besides, who can let it die in this world?

As long as it can survive this wave, as long as it can survive this wave...

Eh?

The next moment, Xu Ling, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised her head and her whole body froze.

She quickly turned her head again, and the loose part of her cheeks cracked and fell off due to the violent movement. However, she didn't care about these things anymore, and only tried to listen to all the movements around her, while shrinking her body as much as possible.

Xu Ming, who had already gone upstairs, might not hear it - but she heard it very clearly.

Just now, there was clearly the sound of a door opening.

The sound of a door opening came from the second floor below.