Chapter Ninety-Eight: Ms. Zhong's Takeaway

"Oh, good." I took the takeaway from her, it was hot, and I thought to myself, could it be that she just pulled.

I don't know who is so unlucky to eat this golden rice.

The old driver and I were just about to go out when we were stopped by Maruko, "You two deliver a meal?" ”

"yes," I smiled back, "you can't bring an assistant with you if you deliver food." ”

Maruko was stunned by me, and only said, "Okay, come back quickly after delivery, the one on the 40th floor must be delivered at 12 o'clock." Don't delay. ”

I looked at the time, it's 11:40 now, 20 minutes should be in time, it's all one building.

The old driver and I went out and met the tinfoil ironing man I saw last night in the corridor again, he was the resident next door, Room 4401.

This time he turned his back to us, opened the fire door, and went down the stairway.

"What did you say this kid was doing in the middle of the night?" I muttered, "It feels suspicious, do you want to follow it." ”

"We'll have to rush back to deliver food later, so don't miss the business." As soon as the old driver finished speaking, he slurped again, "If I don't follow him, you go to the 18th floor to deliver food first, and call him later." ”

"I'll see it." As soon as I finished speaking, the old driver opened the door and followed.

I entered the elevator and was about to press the 18th floor, only to find that the button in the elevator was not on the 18th floor at all!

Isn't this fooling me to play with me? I looked at the information of the person who ordered the food on the takeaway package, "Ms. Zhong, 1370380283, Room 1802, Building 1, Furong Garden." ”

That's right, it's the 18th floor on the order.

I just wanted to get out of the elevator and called to ask, but the elevator moved on its own, and someone must have pressed the elevator below.

I saw the elevator go straight down, and all of a sudden, I felt a sense of oppression.

I noticed a black figure on the ground of the elevator, and the hair in the shadow spread all over the elevator.

At this time, a pungent smell of blood and an unknown body odor were intertwined, which was disgusting.

My heart shook violently, and fear struck me so violently that I was so frightened that I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to say a word.

I was about to pull out the exorcism bell to defend myself, only to find that the shadow had disappeared with a whizz.

The elevator was still sinking, I don't know how long it was, but when I looked at the time on my phone, it was already 11:50.

This elevator has been down for 10 minutes!

I looked up at the floor, and there was nothing to show up, just a "click" descending.

I quickly pressed down to the first floor and tried to get out of the elevator, but found that no matter how much I pressed the button, there was no response.

Just when I was at a loss, the elevator suddenly stopped and opened automatically.

Outside the door is a dark hallway, I don't know what floor it is.

I had to call the customer first, and I dialed the number of Ms. Zhong on the order, "1370380283." ”

After I pressed the number, the error kept showing on the other end of the phone.

What's going on?

I took a closer look, and the number was numb, and the number was 10.

I found the phone number of Maruko, the owner of the platform midnight curry, and called, "Are you sure it's the 18th floor?" Also, how is the customer's phone number 10. ”

Maruko said unhurriedly, "It's the 18th floor, the fat man delivered food before, and it was delivered every time." ”

"As for the phone number, that's how the customer left, and I can't help it." Maruko paused for a few seconds, as if thinking about something, and then she snapped, "You have to deliver the takeaway, otherwise, the consequences are not something you can bear." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone went blind, and I wanted to ask what the consequences could be, so I hung up directly.

Really, I didn't ask anything, but, fatty? Fat man delivering food.

Isn't that the guy who delivered me food, the guy who spit out of the mouth of the long-haired youkai last night?

I called the old driver again and asked him if he had any clues, but he never answered.

I was so anxious that I stomped my feet, looking at the dark corridor in front of me, and there was a gust of wind blowing, and all of a sudden, goosebumps rose.

Suddenly, I remembered to call the property.

So I dialed Manager Wang's phone, and he replied very coldly, but as soon as I heard me say the 18th floor, the whole person's voice immediately became trembling.

It turned out that there used to be on the 18th floor, but the residents of the entire floor died mysteriously, a total of two families of six people, and died at home without any warning.

By the time their bodies were found, the whole room was filled with the stench of rotting corpses.

Later, new residents moved in on the 18th floor, but all of them died.

The property felt that the number 18 was not very good, so the number on the 18th floor was canceled, and the current 19th floor is actually the former 18th floor.

After I heard what Manager Wang said, my heart was furious, my body trembled with fright, and my face was as pale as paper.

But where is the floor I'm on now?

Alas, no matter him, I continued to press the elevator and went out first.

But the elevator was like it was broken, and there was still no response.

At this moment, my mobile phone rang, I opened it and saw that the caller's mobile phone number was "1370380283", wasn't this the phone number of Ms. Zhong on the 18th floor that I had just called?

However, how did the 10-digit mobile phone number come from?

To pick up or not to answer?

My heart was down, and the ghost had nothing to fear, so I pressed the connection, and suddenly there was a hoarse middle-aged woman's voice on the other end of the phone, which suddenly sounded in the air.

"I ordered, where did I sell it?"

Her voice was extremely incongruous, sounding like some kind of machine talking.

"I haven't found the 18th floor yet. You can wait a little longer. "I was nervous, but I was still calm.

"You don't, you need to find it." Said on the other end of the phone.

I wondered in my heart, do I need to send it?

"That's it, it's 18, upstairs, my door, the mouth, okay, let's go." She jumped almost two words or two words this time, as if something had strangled her vocal belt and said that it was not good.

I just asked why this building doesn't even have a number, so why is it the 18th floor.

As a result, it has hung up over there.

When I looked at the chat history on my phone, I found that the number had never been called at all!

I let out a long breath and said silently in my heart, calm down, calm down, must be calm.

"Room 1802", I turned on my phone and used the dim light to see which house number has 1802 first.

But the first thing that caught my eye was a wreath.

It was on the ground next to the elevator entrance, why didn't I see it just now.

The wreath has red flowers, green leaves, and a white bottom, which is particularly dazzling in the dim corridor.