Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

10th floor.

In a closed lounge, Pu Sheng Caixiang was sitting in the corner, flipping through a book that recorded the characteristics of various smells, trying to memorize it, but her heart could not calm down.

On the day she entered here, she was led by a man in black wearing sunglasses, shuttled from room to room, testing physical fitness data, testing knowledge of various aspects, and testing the ability to distinguish smells.

After that, the man took her to the room on the 9th floor and said a bunch of demands with a blank face:

Let her finish high school in one year, and have her practice a foreign language to the same level of proficiency as her mother tongue.

She retorted immediately.

impossible! You know, she didn't study well in her middle school, and she wasn't one of those legendary geniuses, so how could she do it?

The man didn't care what she said at all, and still made demands on his own terms.

In addition to those, she also memorizes the characteristics of various odors, and tests once a week, when she tests at least 90% of the odors accurately.

This is simply embarrassing her Pusheng Caixiang!

At the same time, she was asked to learn so many courses, and at the same time, she was asked to master so many smell characteristics and distinguish so many kinds of smells. The key is that there is no teacher to teach her, so she can only stare at the book by herself.

She had thought about smashing the book on the man's face and then walking away, but... she didn't dare.

That day, the man left after explaining. She turned around and wanted to leave this ghost place, but she found that she couldn't leave.

It looks like there are 20 floors from the outside, but the interior is open in two, only the odd-numbered floors are connected to the elevator and the safe passage to the downstairs.

If she wanted to leave, she had to go to the outside hall, go up the 11th floor through the connecting stairs in the hall, and then leave through the 11th floor, but there were guards on the 11th floor and she was not allowed to go there at all.

She wanted to mess around, so she left a gunshot wound on her arm.

This is just a warning!

That's what the man said, and the next day she found out that the man didn't lie to her.

There was a strong, fierce-looking woman who tried to force her way to the 11th floor and died.

When she first arrived here and took over the test, the man asked her if she dared to kill someone? She replied 'dare'.

At that time, she felt that this must be a very powerful organization, just like those large organizations, she had heard a lot of things like dealing with traitors and eradicating enemies. Staying in a powerful group, what is the big deal to kill? Just like the killers and samurai in film and television dramas, she couldn't think of any other description except cool.

But after seeing the dead the next day, she realized that she might not be able to accept it.

The woman who was alive and alive a second ago and was like a beast fell under the muzzle of the gun. She just struggled for a while and then she became quiet. Turning, bright red blood continued to pour out, like an unstoppable spring of blood, which quickly flowed over the woman's dull eyeballs, and then flowed down from the eye sockets along the pale and stiff face.

The originally white and clean floors and walls were stained with the blood that spread under the woman, the blood splattered by the bullets before, and the white dots hidden between the bright reds, which made her stomach roll.

When the strong smell of blood and a trace of burnt skin irritated her nose and stomach, she really couldn't hold back her vomiting, and she vomited into darkness and her mind went blank.

The appearance of people after death is too ugly and terrible, and the feeling of a fresh life disappearing in front of them is even more terrible.

And that day, the other five women living on the same floor, some looked bloodthirsty and excited, some cast a mocking look at her, some looked at her as if they were seeing something new, and some murmured 'this How the little girl got in'.

She looks like an alien, and she is indeed an alien. Those people have no fear at all, and after she vomited, she has been having nightmares for the past few days and nights, repeatedly dreaming that the woman was dead, and there seemed to be a strong and choking smell in her nose. Nose **** smell.

She can't take it!

Sometimes she thought, don't worry about anything, she has to get out of here, even if she is dead, she has to try, but when she thinks that she will die so ugly and can't see the person she wants to see again, she feels in her heart. Trembling, he retreated without the courage to resist.

"Dong dong!"

There was a knock on the door, interrupting Pu Sheng Caixiang's thoughts.

Pu Sheng Caixiang's eyes with fear gradually recovered. I'm afraid even she didn't know how ugly her expression was just now. She put the book aside, annoyed that she was distracted again.

Compared with death, learning seems to be a less difficult event to accept.

"Dong dong!"

The door was knocked twice again.

Pu Sheng Caixiang hesitated for a moment, then stood up and opened the door.

Although the women outside are not good, sometimes they are so mad that their spirits are not normal, but they are still restrained, abide by the rules of not doing anything to the people who live with them, and will not come to trouble her, and the guards are not harassing them. Interested, stay on the 11th floor all the time, as long as they don't run away or make trouble, they won't care about them.

It wouldn't be dangerous to open the door, but she hadn't been out in the past few days, and she didn't have any acquaintances she could talk to.

Who would be looking for her?

After arriving at the door, Pu Sheng Caixiang hesitated again, hung up the safety door chain, and only opened the door a crack.

That day, someone stared at her with malicious eyes and said in an extremely disgusting tone, 'I really want to kill her'. Those people seemed to be out of control at any time. She really doubted that the rule of 'not allowed to attack others without permission' would work. Can't restrain those people...

Outside the door, stood an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman. Her face was not fierce, even a little kind. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes showed the breath of a mother, but she was wearing a tight black suit for physical training, and she was also wearing a She wore a black leather coat, which didn't match the peaceful and harmless look, and looked very strange.

By the way, their clothes are also different.

Everyone else wears tight-fitting clothes that are easy to move around. She is much more casual, no one gets her clothes, and no one asks her what she has to wear...

"Aren't you asking me to come in and sit?" the middle-aged woman said, her voice was a little hoarse, but her attitude was kind.

"What's your business with me?" Pu Sheng Caixiang stared at this raw face vigilantly. She hadn't seen this woman that day, but it was hard to say whether this woman would hurt her.

"You should need someone to tell you about the situation here. Of course, I also have something I want to discuss with you," the middle-aged woman turned to look behind her, as if worried about being seen, and continued in a low voice, "We can Help each other."

Pu Sheng Caixiang hesitated for a moment, but opened the door and let the woman in.

After the middle-aged woman entered the door, she began to look at the room again.

Pu Sheng Caixiang closed the door, noticed the strangeness of the woman, and immediately became alert, "Don't you want to tell me about the situation here?"

"You don't seem to know anything," the middle-aged woman retracted her gaze, and quickly touched the underside of the table. She also opened the closet and looked at the corner and the back of the closet. After finding nothing, she breathed a sigh of relief and found Pu Sheng. Caixiang leaned far against the door, alerted her, and explained, "I'm looking for bugs."

Pu Sheng Caixiang recalled the woman's actions, and felt that the woman was indeed looking for something hidden in a hidden place, and then put down her vigilance a little, "Is there such a thing here?"

The middle-aged woman closed the wardrobe and sat on the floor with her back to the wardrobe, "Maybe there will be."

"Tell me about the situation here." Pu Sheng Caixiang hurriedly confirmed her situation.

It seemed that the place was shrouded in icy fog, and she didn't dare to leave the room. It was better to have someone help her understand the situation than to wander around alone and encounter danger inexplicably.

"Did no one tell you the rules here when you came?" the middle-aged woman asked suspiciously, "You are not allowed to attack others without permission? You are not allowed to run away?"

Pu Sheng Caixiang sat down against the door in a place far away from the woman, looking a little annoyed, "I said it before, but I want to know what the **** is going on in this ghost place!"

"This place was built this year, and I was probably the first group of people to come here," the middle-aged woman recalled, looking at the tiles on the wall, "When I came, there wasn't a single crevice here that would turn black. bloodstains..."

Pu Sheng Caixiang hurriedly looked around in the room, for fear that someone would die in the room where she had been sleeping for a few days.

The middle-aged woman suddenly burst out laughing, "Don't worry, there are plenty of rooms here, the organization probably won't let you move into a room that someone has lived in, at least that's what I know, the person who originally lived in the empty room next to you died, That room remains to this day."

Pu Sheng Caixiang still felt a little nervous, "She... how did she die?"

"It doesn't matter how she died, she's not the first, nor the only one anyway," the middle-aged woman restrained the smile on her face and looked down at her hands on her knees. There were some calluses and calluses on her fingers. The small scars are all traces left by training guns and cold weapons, "You are right to be careful, I don't know your situation, but based on your reaction that day, you probably haven't killed anyone? All the same, they are all fugitives who murdered and absconded."

Pu Sheng Caixiang resisted the feeling of collapse. Thinking about the sickness of other people, she could probably guess that those people were not good people, maybe murderers. She was not surprised by the answer, but she couldn't accept that the woman in front of her was also , "You... have you killed someone?"

"I killed my husband~www.readwn.com~ He looks successful and graceful on the surface, but he's actually an asshole, drinking too much will not only punch and kick me, but also our children," the middle-aged woman The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, his expression was still calm, but his tone was a bit more bitter, "Three years ago, the child was only six years old, because he ran to the road because of his chase, was hit by a passing car, and died like that. The most unacceptable thing to me is that he pestered the owner to get a compensation, squandered the compensation money, and said with a smile, "This child's death is still worth a little bit." At that time, I thought, just leave him or Not enough police, far from enough, I must let him die..."

Pu Sheng Caixiang's tense nerves relaxed a little, feeling a little sympathetic, "And then? You killed him?"

"I spent three years exercising my physical fitness. I also found a place to buy a gun and learned how to use a pistol. Every time he beats and kicked me, I silently endured it. Every day, I felt the hatred in my heart. I held back in silence until I felt that it was safe to do so, and I started, successfully killed him, and disposed of his corpse bit by bit." The middle-aged woman laughed, but the smile was not so crazy and happy, but instead With indescribable melancholy, "the police did not find any evidence from the traces on his body and the surrounding area to prove that I killed the person, and they did not even find the real crime scene. The plan I prepared for three years was successful. Now, I am afraid of being caught every day, afraid that some powerful people will see my ridiculous tactics, and I even thought about surrendering."