Then the elevator patios were covered with protective covers. So that no one but me could escape through the patio - I went straight to the sixth floor very purposefully.

By the time I stepped on the floor of the 6th floor, the first bomb exploded.

I first ran to the staircase to see if anyone had left - there were no sprinklers on the safety staircase, and if there were wet footprints on the ground, someone had left.

But when I opened the door, I found that the ground behind me was still so dry, with no traces of water or footprints - it seemed that no one had escaped from here.

At the same time, I kept an eye on the patio between the time I blasted it open until I set up the bomb and set up the protective shield, and no one escaped through the patio - in other words, the man on the 6th floor was still trapped on the 6th floor, and as long as I stayed here, the next few minutes would be the best time I could spot him.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, I heard a "bang" on one of the rooms to the west, and then something started to rush towards me. When he was about to approach the elevator patio, he made a special detour, as if he was a little afraid to avoid here, and then ran straight towards the life-saving staircase.

The corners of my lips began to hook up—hooked. He walked leisurely to the top of the life-saving staircase.

Sure enough, in less than three minutes, a small hurried figure appeared in front of my eyes.

It's a little boy in blue suspenders. His expression was about to cry, and when he saw me, he immediately turned into a deep fear.

I smiled with "goodwill". A wave of light cut off the retreat behind the little boy, and then stared at him: "You only have one chance, answer me honestly - who are you?" ”

The little boy collapsed to the ground and trembled for a long time before he could barely answer my question under my threatening gaze: "I ...... I don't know. I don't remember, I woke up and it was here, there was no one, and I didn't dare go too far...... Sister, are you going to hit me? ......" When he said the last sentence, he glanced fearfully at K, who was still unconscious, who I was picking with one finger, and then quickly hugged his head in fear as soon as he finished speaking.

I pouted impatiently - although I used to like Shota, this little boy actually poked my cuteness very much. But in this case he can only be a nuisance burden. Unless- he really has some valuable information. It's just that now it's hidden and doesn't say it. I rolled my eyes and changed the way I asked.

"You said you didn't dare go too far. Does that mean you've been out? Where have you been? I stared into his eyes.

"Well, I was hungry, so I went out to find something to eat...... And then it came back at once......" The little boy looked down and trembled slightly in fear. Fingers twisted nervously.

"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow. "I remember...... What exactly is on each floor. There must be a sign next to the elevator that says it, right? Then why didn't you go to the view restaurant on the 28th floor, but to the fire level on the 20th floor to find something to eat? Ordinary children of your age don't know that there are spare food in the firebreak, right? Even...... You don't even know what a fireproof layer means, do you? ”

"No, I'm going to eat on the 28th floor? I didn't go to the 20th floor ......," the little boy immediately raised his head nervously and waved at me.

"That's weird." I tilted my head. "I just came down from the 28th floor. There...... It seems that it has been closed for a long time, probably because business is not good? The seals are very old...... There's no way there's anything to eat there. How did you find something to eat there? ”

The little boy hung his head and fell silent.

I took a few more steps at him and said in a rather questioning tone, "Say, who the hell are you and what are you doing here?!" What about your other accomplices? ”

"......" The little boy still did not speak, and sat quietly with his head bowed and his eyes down.

I looked at him like this for a few seconds, and suddenly I felt something was wrong, and I hurriedly stepped back.

Sure enough, the next second he bounced up quickly, put his hands together, and a lightning bolt slashed in my direction.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and avoided the danger. At the same time, I noticed that there seemed to be some strange marks on the little boy's arm.

Seem...... Is it a lot of pinholes and strangulation marks?

As I continued to retreat sharply, I asked tentatively in a calm tone, "...... Are you an experimenter? Seeing that he didn't react, he hesitated to ask me another guess: "Or are you like me, you are also a ...... Volunteer? ”

He suddenly began to waver, and repeated in confusion, "Volunteers? While unconsciously slowing down his hand speed.

"You're still impressed, aren't you? …… Sure enough, this was probably their base. You've probably just passed the 'interview' and you've been abandoned here for some reason before anyone can recover your memory. "I took the opportunity to open the shield, block out a few of his attacks, and then try to move forward a little bit.

"Base? Interview? Recover...... Memory? He looked at me blankly, puzzled. At the same time, seeing me approaching, he immediately increased his hand speed vigilantly: "Don't get close to me!" ”

"Okay, okay, I see. Anyway, after knowing this, you are of little use to me. I'll leave now, and we won't have to see each other again. I waved my hand indifferently, put my hands in my pockets to signal to him that I wouldn't attack again, and jumped towards the elevator patio, intending to quickly leave here and move towards the next anchor point.

At the same time, he glanced at the time displayed on his phone—it took exactly ten minutes, no more, no less. Everything was planned.

“…… Wait a minute! Suddenly there was a little boy's cry behind me, and then the next second he appeared in front of me, stopping me as if he wanted to say something.

"Get out of the way, I don't have time to play with you." I looked at him impatiently and said coldly.

"What is a 'volunteer'? What does that mean? What do you know about me? Tell me! He whispered at me.

"Hey, it's pretty good. Didn't you look scared of me just now? I scoffed, rubbing my fingers together as I prepared for battle, while secretly watching his movements, "Actually, you set some kind of trap for me to dance, right?" It's just that I didn't get it...... So why do you think I'm still stupid to stay here and slowly explain to you what a 'volunteer' is while digging into your trap? (To be continued.) )