"Ronald, who do you think is the murderer?"

Adolf, with gray sideburns, stared at the surveillance screen, thinking about who the murderer was, and finally stopped most of his eyes on Ralph, a black man, and Max, who was dressed in civilian clothes, according to normal reasoning.

Only the outward physique displayed by these two people can fulfill the premise of this murder: to lift an old woman by force and hang it directly on the prepared rope......

However, Adolf looked at the old woman who had been hanging in the air without any movement, and there was still some confusion in his heart.

He didn't understand, and he couldn't understand why the murderer could accomplish so many things in an instant, in such a small space, in an elevator......

Ronald was also staring at the surveillance screen, and he had been reasoning in his head, but he, like Adolf, really couldn't figure it out.

"I don't know, but what I'm thinking about is why the murderer killed this old woman?" Ronald looked puzzled.

"And this rope of killing, how did the murderer arrange it silently? Even tied to the vents, knowing that we didn't see anything in front of us......"

Originally, I wanted to reason who was the murderer together, but it turned out that there were more and more problems, and Adolf had no choice but to spread his hands.

"I don't know, I'd better leave these questions to the police officer."

Ronald didn't answer, just continued to stare at the surveillance screen.

At this moment, there was movement in the elevator, and the lights suddenly flickered and flickered.

“please！ Come on! Don't extinguish! The elevator was the most devastated, and Vic, who looked like a dog in a gray suit, barked first.

Compared to him, the rest of the people, such as the black Ralph, and Max in civilian clothes just looked up at the flashing lights, with a look of vigilance, both of them were in a state of extreme vigilance and nervousness, and they would go berserk at the slightest movement.

“fk！！！ Damn it! What's wrong with it! ”

Huddled in the corner, Abigail held her handbag in front of her, looking at the flickering lights, her face had already collapsed slightly, Abigail was afraid that the murderer's next target was her, because she was the weakest.

The atmosphere in the elevator is not immersive, it can be felt with the naked eye.

Although there was still no sound, Adolf and Ronald, who had been observing in the monitoring room, could feel how nervous and scared these people were.

Ronald frowned, looked at the flickering surveillance screen, picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the PTT button.

"Hey! Jean ......"

At this moment.

Dim basement.

Jean, a maintenance worker, was walking in the direction of the elevator with a flashlight on the iron frame when he heard the tone of the walkie-talkie and picked it up.

"Hello?"

Hearing the answer, Ronald looked at the surveillance screen and felt that the atmosphere in the elevator was getting more and more tense.

"Jean, the elevator seems to have shorted and the lights have been flickering, did you cut it off?"

Jean looked at the road, and when he heard this, he only felt even more strange in his heart, obviously in the previous inspection, the line was in a normal state.

"No, I'm walking in the direction of the elevator shaft, and I can't cut it."

Hearing this, Ronald looked at Adolf, and a very strange feeling also appeared in the hearts of the two, as if everything was normal, but something happened.

"The lights keep flickering, the passengers are a little scared, Jean, can you speed up a little faster?"

“ok！ I'll speed it up! Hearing the words coming from the walkie-talkie, maintenance worker Jean looked at the dim path ahead, he put away the walkie-talkie, and began to speed up.

Click!!

As the pace quickened, the dead silence of the basement was only the sound of Jean's footsteps on the iron frame, and if it weren't for the people who were already familiar with it, I was afraid that there would be goosebumps here.

Jean had long been accustomed to it, and it didn't take long for him to come to the passage that belonged to the No. 6 elevator, that is, the faulty elevator operation, commonly known as the elevator shaft entrance.

He shone a flashlight into the empty shaft inside, looked at it and found nothing, continued to walk until a small electric box appeared next to it before stopping, and while opening the door of the box, he took out the walkie-talkie and pressed the PTT button.

"Hey."

The sound passed through some kind of channel, resounding in the monitoring room.

Adolf was talking to the elevator inside with a walkie-talkie, indicating that he would restore the line as soon as possible to calm everyone's emotions.

Ronald hears the chime and picks up the walkie-talkie while staring at the surveillance screen.

"Hey, Jean?"

"Ronald, still flickering?"

Jean opened the door of the box, holding the walkie-talkie in one hand and the flashlight in the other hand into the box, with rich experience and solid technology, he could see at a glance that the line of the elevator control box was in normal operation.

Hearing this, Ronald glanced at the still flickering surveillance screen and continued to press the PTT button.

"Yes!"

Maintenance worker Jean frowned suddenly, looked at the line where everything was normal, and couldn't help muttering.

"It's really weird, what's wrong?"

Strange as strange, as a maintenance worker always has to solve the problem, Jean pressed the PTT button.

"I want to restart the control system, look at ......"

Ronald looked at Adolf.

Adolf nodded, signaling that he had heard, and he took the walkie-talkie and pressed the button, soothingly.

"Because of the repair, the lights may be temporarily extinguished, but they will be restored quickly, and there is nothing the murderer can do during this time, we will stare at it, unless the murderer wants to expose ......"

The words rang out in the elevator, and the faces of the remaining four people were a little irritated.

“NO！！！” Squatting in the corner, Vic in a gray suit shook his head, looking nervous.

“fk！！” The woman, Abigail, kept her insults in her breath, clasping her handbag against her bulging chest.

The other two, the black Ralph subconsciously looked at Max in civilian clothes.

However, Max had been staring at him for a long time.

The two looked at each other, wary of each other.

Watching Adolf notify the elevator, Ronald pressed the button and spoke into the intercom.

“ok！”

Hearing the response, Jean, who was in the elevator shaft, directly twisted the switch next to it, and then immediately reset it again.

This operation is fed back to the elevator, and the lights in the room are instantly turned off, and the monitoring screen is also instantly blackened.

Adolf and Ronald stared at each other.

“NO！！！”

"Oh my God, please"

“……”

Screaming in the elevator.

In the next second, the lights came back on, still flickering, and nothing happened in the elevator as before, except for Abigail screaming, and Vic, in a gray suit, dancing his hands and feet in the air.

"Damn! Still not back to normal! ”

Adolf scolded secretly, if this matter is not handled well, he may not be able to retire one day.

Ronald was also helpless in his heart, picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the button.

"Jean, nothing has changed."