Zhang Luo strode through the gloomy corridor, walked into the end door that suddenly opened after he said the number just now, and after going down a few steps down, he opened the only door in front of him.

"Click!"

He was greeted by an equally dimly lit corridor, not only that, but the decoration and arrangement were exactly the same as the L-shaped corridor he had just passed.

“……”

Zhang Luo frowned slightly, and looked down at a garbage bag in the corner.

――Even if someone deliberately built a completely identical downward corridor, no one would be so painful that even a garbage bag would be restored, Zhang Luo clearly remembered that there was an identical garbage bag in this position of the corridor just now. Other words......

"Am I 'circulating' here?"

Although he went downstairs, he was probably still in the corridor just now:

On the LCD screen of the electronic watch displayed on the wall of the corridor in front of the right, the pale number 23:59 is displayed. On the wooden cabinet at the corner of the corridor, there are still identical portraits, messily displayed tablets and old-fashioned telephone landlines.

Seeing the situation ahead, Zhang Luo could already be sure that he had indeed returned to the previous corridor. But when he turned around and tried to open the door again, he found that the door seemed to be fixed to the door frame, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move it even a bit.

Realizing that he couldn't go back, Zhang Luo didn't say anything, just stood at the corner of the corridor again and began to summarize the information he had obtained so far.

Now I have come to this corridor for the second time, although it is still the same place just now, but some details of this place seem to have undergone subtle changes.

I can't see it yet, but if you want to confirm the changes in the details, it's better to experiment on your own.

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo casually picked up the telephone receiver at the corner of the corridor, pressed the 204863 number, waited for a minute, and when the busy tone just disappeared, he didn't wait for the other side to speak, and immediately asked in English: "Do you need me to look back, bastard?" ”

"Huh?"

What appeared in the earpiece was not the male voice just now, but a heartbreaking, almost desperate female voice, speaking not standard English, but Chinese:

"Let me out......"

“……”

Hearing this distorted but somewhat familiar voice, Zhang Luo was stunned for a moment, and then immediately changed to his native language and asked, "Lin Miao?" ”

"What are you, why do you know my name......" Lin Miao's voice on the other end of the phone kept trembling, as if it was about to collapse.

"I'm Zhang Luo." Zhang Luo immediately reported his name.

Hearing his name, it was as if some kind of switch had been triggered, and the woman on the other side of the earpiece suddenly howled and cried, only a muffled voice, mixed with a choked voice:

Zhang ...... Luo ...... Save...... I ......"

"Yes, but you'll have to answer my question." Zhang Luo whispered.

"Good ......," Lin Miao replied.

"Are you in an L-shaped hallway right now?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Yes...... I've been here for a long time, and I can't get out......" Lin Miao cried.

"Does it come back to the same hallway every time you go down the floor?" Zhang Luo continued to ask.

"Hmm." After grabbing the "life-saving straw", Lin Miao's mood finally began to stabilize, and her voice sounded less panicked.

"Did you just run to the end of the hallway, open the door and rush down?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Hmm."

"You went down another level after that?"

"Hmm."

"I see, stay there and don't move." Zhang Luo smiled: "I'll go to you." ”

- He had noticed that when he had just fallen into the toilet, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the hallway, and his "ghost premonition" had not been triggered.

And when the voice on the phone lured him to turn back, the ghost premonition suddenly took effect. In other words, the person who ran in the corridor before was not the same "person" as the one who once appeared behind him!

And now, Zhang Luo finally fully determined the identity of the person running outside the corridor at that time, of course, it was not a ghost, but Lin Miao, who was also trapped here, panicked!

If this place is really a constantly circulating "ring belt", then the current Lin Miao should be in the space of the next layer of himself.

However, there are other possibilities in addition to this......

Zhang Luo put down the phone, walked through the dark corridor, opened the wooden door at the end of the other side, and after several steps down, he entered the L-shaped corridor again.

Although it was still familiar, this time, the ceiling above the hallway was lit up with a few lights, and it was not as dim as it had been before. The time displayed on the electronic watch on the front right has also changed from 23:59 to 00:00.

"Hmmm......"

As soon as I stepped out of the entrance door, the wooden door behind me closed as if it were alive, and through the white light on the ceiling, a figure could be seen standing around the corner of the L-shaped corridor.

The man was wearing a set of pajamas that were suspected to be white, and a dark jacket on his upper body, standing in front of the phone with his head down, looking at his figure and messy long hair, he should be a woman.

Recalling Lin Miao's figure when they last met, Zhang Luo always felt that it was more similar to the person in front of him, but he didn't go over immediately, just slightly clenched the long knife in his right hand, and then shouted at a volume that the other party could just hear:

"Lin Miao, is that you?"

The man did not answer, nor did he move, and the messy strands of hair on his head hung down like yellow weeds, completely obscuring his face.

Even though the ghost premonition did not indicate the existence of danger, Zhang Luo still felt that something was wrong:

If it was really Lin Miao who was standing in front of the phone, it would be impossible for him to be so calm, and he would definitely immediately rush over and "hug his thighs". After all, if an "ordinary person" stays in this environment for too long, it is only a matter of time before he has a mental breakdown, and it would be good to be able to maintain consciousness.

"Lin Miao?" Zhang Luo slowly stepped forward and asked again.

At this distance, he could see that the blue coat on the other party was exactly the one Lin Miao wore when he came to his house, but this person's "image and temperament" was too far from the original Lin Miao......

Hearing his voice, the woman who had been hanging her head finally raised her head slowly, revealing a pale face under her hair - although her complexion was like that of a dead person, it was indeed Lin Miao.

"Save ...... I ......"

She made a staccato sound, and then suddenly pounced on Zhang Luo.

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Luo raised the knife and pointed it at the other party's throat, stopping her action:

"I need to confirm." (To be continued.) )