The other two who were left behind pressed their index fingers to their nostrils and did not speak, waiting impatiently for the elevator to arrive, and the surroundings were so quiet that they could hear the pins dropping.

Song Qingxiao's words came out with her divine sense, her divine sense was too consumed, and every time she said a word, she felt as if someone had taken a wooden hammer and was tapping on her own sea of consciousness, which made her have a great headache.

After she finished asking, she saw that No. 2's face, which was already very ugly, was even more ugly.

After the matter was done, the others in the guard hall left one after another, and No. 2 had a lot of identity background in the mission this time, and he should have left with everyone first, but he specially stayed until the end, probably to find out Miss Chu's ghost.

Judging from his expression at this time, I am afraid that the search result was not smooth.

Song Qingxiao rubbed her eyebrows and asked again:

"Where's the phone?"

A haze flashed in No. 2's eyes, and after a long pause, he replied to her:

"There's no chance of touching it, but it's very likely."

The mobile phone was the closest thing she had to her before she died, and if Miss Chu's soul needed to possess her after death, then the mobile phone was very likely.

Song Qingxiao didn't speak again, but began to look at the layout of this floor.

The neighborhood is quite old, with two families on the left and right sides.

There are two elevators on each floor, one of which has a '——' button on the floor, and only one is running.

It may be that this time coincides with the rush hour to get home from work, and the digital floor of the elevator stops almost every two or three floors, and it looks like it comes up very slowly.

By the time we reached the seventeenth floor, it was already a few minutes later, perhaps because it was the top floor, and when the elevator doors wobbled open, there was no one else inside.

Song Qingxiao was the first to enter the elevator, and after she entered, the weight made the bottom of the elevator make a 'squeak' load-bearing sound.

The elevator may have been used for a long time, and it has not been decorated again, it looks a little dilapidated, and the overhead lights are slightly brighter than the aisle, illuminating people's faces miserably white.

The last person who came in pressed the first floor, but the elevator did not move, until the man muttered and pressed it again, and the elevator stopped for a moment before slowly descending.

It may be that Miss Chu's body has been transported before, and there is a smell of rotting corpses in the elevator that is difficult to dissipate.

As the elevator descended and swayed, in the gap in the ceiling above the head in the car, there was a cool breeze blowing on the top of everyone's heads from time to time, blowing people's scalps numb, and the two people shrank their necks, revealing a look of forbearance and disgust.

The elevator didn't stop until the first floor arrived, the elevator door opened with a bang, and a large amount of fresh air blew in.

After Song Qingxiao entered the mission scene, he was directly on the 17th floor, and he was not familiar with this community, so he only followed these two people.

Fortunately, this community is not big, you can see the sign of the property management office after walking for two or three minutes, and there is a passage for the entrance and exit of the garage on both sides, and there are several stone piles next to it.

Not far from the entrance and exit of the garage is the gate of the community, which is said to be the gate, but in fact there is no access control, only two electronic poles to stop the car.

There were also many people coming in and out on both sides, and an elderly security guard was sitting in the pavilion and napping.

It was already evening, and all kinds of small vendors were put out, which was quite lively.

Song Qingxiao retracted her gaze and looked at the property management office, and through the transparent glass door of the management office, she saw a familiar fat figure.

The man was keenly aware of Song Qingxiao's gaze, and instinctively turned his head, revealing No. 3's chubby face.

At this time, No. 3 looked a little embarrassed compared to when she was in the trial space, and the makeup on her face was also spent, she was rubbed green, her eyeshadow and eyeliner were pasted, and she was dizzy down her lower eyelids, she was too fat, as if she had no neck, and her head was directly resting on her shoulders.

The movement of her head turned her head to squeeze the flesh of her fat chin, and when she saw Song Qingxiao and No. 2 standing outside, the No. 3 woman first widened her eyes, and then opened the corners of her mouth, revealing a fake smile.

From the moment she entered the trial, the three trial participants acted separately, and No. 3 was alone, and it was not unusual for her to show this expression when she saw the other two.

But it may be because of the same glass, when Song Qingxiao saw No. 3, he actually remembered the swollen and rotten face of Miss Chu that he saw in the bathroom.

No. 2 also keenly noticed Song Qingxiao's gaze, and then turned his head, he didn't seem surprised to see No. 3, but quickly turned his face back.

The two staff members of the guard hall who had not spoken all this time turned their heads to look at Song Qingxiao, and finally said towards No. 2:

"Teacher Fan, let's go drive first, and I'll pick you up later."

Two nodded, and the two of them strode down to the garage first.

As soon as the two of them left, Song Qing urinated and said:

"This mission may require our cooperation."

Number Two was silent, but there was pride in his eyes, he was confident in his strength, and he didn't think it was necessary for him to cooperate with anyone.

Song Qingxiao saw his expression in his eyes, lowered his eyelids, blocked the thoughts in his eyes, and continued:

"This mission 'Death Qin is not Chu', the deceased's surname is Chu, and I inquired, her husband's surname is Qin."

As soon as her voice fell, although No. 2's expression remained unchanged, at this moment, Song Qingxiao keenly noticed that his breathing was stagnant for a long time, and he was obviously not as indifferent as he appeared.

These messages are not secret, and No. 2 wants to inquire about them, and they are not unheard.

What's more, this mission, Song Qingxiao always felt that it would not be as simple as it appeared, and Miss Chu's distorted face appeared in her mind from time to time, and for some reason she was always a little uneasy in her heart.

"There was a problem with the relationship between these two couples, and the woman was killed again, 'Death Qin is not Chu', which most likely means that Chu cannot be allowed to kill Qin."

And this 'Chu' may refer to Miss Chu's relatives and family, or it may refer to 'her' herself, if it is the former, Song Qingxiao is not afraid, if it is the latter, it makes her a little helpless.

She glanced at Number Two:

"Do you think it's very likely that 'she' will kill Mr. Qin?"

No. 2 didn't expect her to hear so many clues in this short period of time, and couldn't help but look at her in surprise several times, and when she asked this, he didn't hesitate:

"Great!" No. 2 cherishes words like gold, but it may be because Song Qingxiao told him the clues of the task, and he doesn't want to owe her favors, so he rarely said a few more words:

"It's not impossible for a ghost to ask for his life. But the soul needs a carrier, and at present, as long as her soul body is found, she can't be superborn, and the task should be completed. ”

After he said this, Song Qingxiao didn't say anything, and in the property management office, No. 3 had already moved his fat body and walked briskly towards the two.