Evolved From Polluting the World

As soon as they entered the elevator, Qiao Xun and Xin Yu saw that the elevator buttons on the 10th, 11th, and 12th floors of the elevator were blocked.

Xin Yu immediately raised one eyebrow and asked tightly:

"What's going on with these three floors?"

Manager Zhang hurriedly said:

"It's being renovated."

"The three floors will be renovated together? The elevators won't open. Where do they live? Is it renovated?"

Manager Zhang wiped off his sweat. Why should he be so specific? Why do you care about other floors? He certainly can't say that he has made strange things. As an intermediary, his wholehearted goal is to "sell it out". After all, the commission is quite fragrant.

"Renovation is definitely decoration, but I didn't say what it is."

"You intermediaries, do your best to fool people. The good ones are exaggerated, the bad ones are ambiguous."

Xin Yu's sense of proportions was appropriate, and he didn't say much after a sentence.

Manager Zhang smiled dryly, and looked at Qiao Xun, who didn't talk much but mixed in a few words, thinking, brother, you really can't stand this woman. As soon as he summed it up, he hadn't even looked at this room, and he had already been damaged before and after, and he had been demoted more than a dozen times, and almost every advantage was lost once.

The elevator quickly reached the 13th floor.

The lighting is good, and the corridors are relatively clean.

Room 1302 is the room they want to see.

Manager Zhang took out the electronic door card to open the room, and immediately a smell of disinfectant came out.

Xin Yu fanned his nose in disgust.

"What's the smell?"

Manager Zhang said:

"The previous owner just moved out, and the house was disinfected."

"Did you reveal why you moved?"

"This kind of private matter is not clear. Although we are responsible for the next household, we will ask, but the other party just said that the child will go to school in another place."

Manager Zhang walked in with the two of them and immediately began to introduce:

"The living room has a balcony, the fan-shaped floor-to-ceiling windows have better lighting area, the north and south are transparent, and the ventilation is also good. The total area is 146.5 square meters, of which 12.5 square meters are shared. Water and electricity..."

Manager Zhang led the two of them through each room one by one.

During the period, the two of them always acted like ordinary tenants. After listening to the agent, they began to ask questions, ranging from the size of the apartment, to the disposal of kitchen waste, the delay of hot water, and other details. Anyway, Xin Yu was very talkative, picky and mean, which made Manager Zhang annoyed and tried to explain to her.

Xin Yu's role is not that unreasonable. As long as you explain it clearly to her, she won't say anything, whether it's good or bad, and if the explanation isn't clear, she will keep asking questions.

At 3:11 in the afternoon, Lu Xianyi sent a message on the "Tower Network" internal channel that she had already gone to the tenth floor.

As soon as the news came out, Qiao Xun acted immediately, he suddenly became uncomfortable with breathing, gasped and coughed several times.

Xin Yu hurriedly asked:

"Is it hard?"

Qiao Xun nodded.

Manager Zhang asked:

"Mr. Qiao, what's the matter?"

Qiao Xun replied with a grim look on his face,

"I'm a little asthmatic. I smelled the disinfectant water for too long. I went out to get some air, and you guys were chatting."

"Okay, Mr. Qiao, there is a public platform at the end of the right turn when you go out. There is good ventilation there."

Qiao Xun nodded, pressed his chest and walked out. He closed the door.

After going out, his entire personality changed immediately, and he quickly approached the entrance of the corridor with his steps. He turned on the small jammer ahead of time and blocked the monitor.

After reaching the entrance of the corridor and walking towards the 12th floor, he found that except for the stairs, the rest of the place was blocked by the partition board, and there was no entrance at all.

The elevator was closed, and the entrance was also sealed.

It seems that these three floors were forcibly blocked by the government, and ordinary real estate companies would not do such a thing.

If it is the investigation team of the Central Inspection Office, you can get the documents directly from the official. But their private investigation team can't do it.

The "Tower" and the management are not united, and there are divisions in many respects, especially local.

But fortunately, because Qi Boxue stepped on the spot in advance, they anticipated this situation and were ready to attack.

Qiao Xun took out a door-breaking knife from the standard briefcase of the social animal. It looked like a hammer knife, but it was more powerful. It was made by the Seven Third Arsenal. Qisan Arsenal specializes in the manufacture of weapons, electronic equipment, etc. related to metal disease.

First, spray the sound insulation spray around, and then quickly break the isolation board with a door-breaking knife.

The opening was very regular, so after Qiao Xun entered, he could fit the broken isolation board in a tight fit.

After entering, he first sent a message on the team channel that he had reached the 12th floor.

The electricity was cut off on the 12th floor, and the corridor was very dark.

A tidal smell came, like something soaked in water.

Qiao Xun controlled his heart rate and body temperature and walked slowly.

In front of the door of Room 1201, he stopped.

From the crack of the door at the bottom, there were a few forked black marks from the inside out, a bit like the branches of a cypress.

Qiao Xun took out the gloves and put them on his hands, touching them tentatively. There is no change, no convexity, the black traces blend in with the floor.

He thought about it, took off the gloves, and touched it directly.

Immediately, the black marks moved and drilled into his fingers. The movement was very much like a tissue absorbing water.

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It was the first time Qiao Xun saw this kind of cognitive information covered in fog.

The only thing I know is that this black trace is some kind of rune.

The rune, carried by the source metal, is the so-called abnormal biological metal virus.

Is there source metal in the room? Or, this floor is the source metal...

huh—

A cold wind blew and brushed Qiao Xun's neck, and he immediately got goosebumps.

Not right!

Qiao Xun remembered that when looking up from the unit building before, the windows on the third floor of 10-12 were blocked by the partition board.

Where does this wind come from?

"Uuuu..."

A low wind sounded.

Qiao Xun stretched out a hand to feel the wind.

The wind comes from...

It blew out from the crack of the door.

Why is there a wind in a room with closed windows and power outages?

"Tick tock..."

While thinking about it, there was the sound of dripping water.

Judging from the intensity and pitch, it was the sound of dripping on the floor.

Is there a water leak upstairs?

"Uuuu..."

"Tick tock..."

"Guru..."

There was another sound, the sound of glass **** rolling on the floor.

Previous science explained that the sound of glass **** rolling from upstairs at night is not because there are children upstairs playing glass **** in the middle of the night, but the sound of pipes shrinking.

But is the sound of the pipe shrinking so regular?

The grunts go from near to far, from far to near...

Gollum—

Gollum—

Qiao Xun then looked at the crack of the door on the floor~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The traces of the black runes that had appeared earlier were gone.

Are you afraid of being sucked by me?

Qiao Xun was wondering when suddenly he heard a hissing sound.

Like a snake spitting out a letter. Very quiet, but often, in a very quiet place, this sharp and threatening sound comes out, giving the impression that,

Creepy.

A black spot appeared silently at the cat's eye on the door of Room 1201, so small that it could hardly be noticed.

But Qiao Xun is extremely sensitive to the environment, and he saw it almost as soon as he glanced at it.

He looked at the black spot.

Pure black, without any variegation, and even has an indescribable beauty.

This beauty seems to have a mesmerizing quality, interacting with the blackness in the depths of the human eye.

The black spots are getting bigger and bigger, but in Qiao Xun's eyes, it seems that it has not changed.

He watched silently, gradually having a strange feeling.

It didn't feel like he was looking at the black spot, but,

Black Spot was looking at him.

He was looking fascinated, like a perfect work of art. The black spot has changed its shape, it is no longer a single point. The black trace of the bifurcation takes the point as the center and spreads all around, covering the whole door, and then climbing to the walls on both sides, like dense black earthworms creeping towards forward.

How vibrant, more like a creature's yearning for life.

Qiao Xun also pursues life.

There was an illusion in his head that he was also a member of those distorted black traces. He should not stand in a three-dimensional space, but should be like them, moving forward in a two-dimensional plane.

Moving forward, he moved forward slowly, to touch those black "two-dimensional bugs".