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Su Kui woke up and lay in a rental room, the room was as quiet as death, revealing a lifeless atmosphere.

The air smelled of decay, and she slumped out of bed and looked out through the small window. It was foggy in the distance, she couldn't see anything, it was pitch black, and just a glance made her very uncomfortable.

My head is dizzy, and my stomach is protesting, expressing that I am hungry.

Just as I was trying to find something to eat, there was a knock on the door of the rental room.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Yining, come out quickly, something happened again!"

Su Kui's eyebrows jumped, and he felt that his next words were not good.

Sure enough, in the next second, the rugged man's voice continued to pant outside: "Wang Jun is dead, you come out quickly, let's think of a way!" ”

"I see, you wait a minute."

Su Kui agreed, got up and put on his coat, this room is very small, except for a bed and a computer desk, there is nothing to put in.

A simple wardrobe was placed across the bed, with miscellaneous items on it.

She took a bottle of mineral water from under the bed and poured half a bottle into it, finally having something in her stomach.

Pushing open the door and walking out, I saw a man who was not tall, at most one meter six or eight, with a big belly.

It's a share house with six rooms on one floor, all of which were rented out by the landlord. The bathroom and bathroom are shared, and there is a kitchenette, so whoever wants to cook can go and cook it themselves. It's just that everyone is usually busy, and except for one of the couples, few people will do it inside.

Don't look at the small house, but there are many people living there.

Including Yining, there are a total of eight people.

In addition to the four singles, there are two couples.

Su Kui lives in the innermost one, and it is also the smallest room, but just such a house costs six hundred yuan a month. For an Internet smallwriter, who works hard to earn more than 2,000 yuan a month, it is already a big expense.

This floor is like a rectangle, there are four rooms on Su Kui's side, three rooms on the opposite side, and then go out to the door.

I am responsible for my own hygiene, and the landlord will come and clean the outside hygiene.

But it's been three days since the landlord came to clean it, that is, they were trapped on this floor of the house for three whole days, no one could get in, they couldn't get out.

The man who just patted her door was named Xu Dahai, one of the only two couples, his wife's name was Yu Shasha, who lived diagonally opposite Su Kui, and the person opposite her was a young man, who lived in seclusion all day long, and didn't know what his profession was.

Counting back from Su Kui's side, there is a girl living next to her, named Han Yue, and after that, it is Wang Jun.

The man who was already dead.

The remaining husband and wife are named Mu Yang and the woman is Yang Qiuhong. The man is a typical machismo who scolds his wife all day long, while the woman is cautious and obedient to the man's words without the slightest dignity at all.

Quickly sorting out this relationship, Su Kui walked out quietly, and the living room was already full of people. It's very rare, and all the people I rarely met before have appeared.

"Brother Dahai, what's going on? Wang Jun he ......"

Su Kui pretended to be timid, his face turned pale, and he quickly glanced at Wang Jun's room.

His room was closed, and everyone came out

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