Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Poll Bureau's Unknown Record!The taxi driver who drove us had a classmate who lived in this 15-story building when he was in elementary school, but he moved out after graduating from junior high school.Now that I think of it, that classmate was all in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he left early. If he catches up with those things a few years later, even if his character is good, he is not the one who died on the spot, and the end is not scared to death. , Is to be scared crazy and spend the next life in a mental hospital.

Originally, the 15-story building has been stable and stable ever since it stopped.What's great is that the neighbors upstairs and downstairs scolded the streets for a little trivial matter. They have not yet developed a record of fighting (they are all honest people, and try not to do it when they can speak). This day has been until 1997. .

One morning in the third month after the return of Hong Kong, Wang Shan, who lives on the tenth floor, stood at the elevator entrance as usual, staring at the constantly changing numbers of the indicator lights.One minute later, the elevator door opened, and Wang Shan was stunned before his legs stepped in.

The elevator is like canned sardines, full of people.This elevator is half old and not new, and the maximum load capacity is only twelve people. Now it seems that there are more than twenty people!

At the elevator entrance stood a man dressed in black. He was not a resident of the 15th-story building. At least Wang Shan had never seen him.

He glanced at Wang Shan and said, "Come in, you are the only one left." Wang Shan was in a daze, lost consciousness in his mind, and wandered into the elevator.

"Beep!" The elevator overweight alarm finally sounded, and Wang Shan came to his senses. He didn't even know when he entered the elevator.Hearing the overweight alarm, Wang Shan subconsciously exited the elevator. The man in black at the door was a bit disappointed, but he smiled at Wang Shan and said, "Next time, there is still a chance."

The elevator door slowly closed, and the next scene caused Wang Shan to collapse directly to the ground, seeing the floor number shown by the indicator turning somersault down.A few seconds later, there was a loud bang, and a burst of dust and smoke poured out from the gap in the elevator door.

"The elevator went down!" a woman downstairs cried heartily.

This incident was ultimately characterized as an unexpected tragedy caused by elevator failure.Wang Shan later looked at the list of victims. It was full of residents of the 15-story building. Even if some of them could not be named, they could still think of the person, but there was no mysterious man in black.

In the days since then, the 15-story building has been immersed in an atmosphere of sadness. Just when almost everyone thought the matter was over, the second wave of more terrifying tragedies had begun: I’m sorry, There is no Wang Shan's name in the list of the living.

The seventh night after the last elevator crash was the first seven that Chinese people often talk about.That night, the old lady Wu, who lived on the sixth floor, was lying in bed drowsy. She had just passed her ninety-ninth birthday, and she was officially in her aging year.

The whole 15-story building was filled with the smell of incense and burning paper.This smell made the old lady Wu very uncomfortable. She had a very regular lifestyle and should go to bed at nine o’clock at the latest. But now she’s lying on the bed with wide-eyed eyes, and her eyelids keep jumping. Can't sleep.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock when the old lady was half awake and half asleep, she suddenly felt someone coming in her room. At first she thought it was her grandson (her son died of illness three years ago) and didn't care.

"Suzhi, go, Suzhi, go..."

Mrs. Wu is a joke, and Wu Xiuzhi is her real name, but now she is known as Mrs. Wu, and few people know her name.

The voice is familiar, but I haven't heard it for more than 30 years.Mrs. Wu opened her eyes and saw a man standing by her bed. It was her husband Shan Ren who had been dead for 30 years.

For a while, Mrs. Wu couldn't tell if she was dreaming.She pinched herself secretly. Although she was older and her reflexes were not very sensitive, she still felt a real pain.

The husband, who had been dead for more than 30 years, came, and there was only one explanation. The old lady Wu had lived at such a young age, life and death had been relieved, and said, "Aren, is that you? Are you here to take me?"

The man by the bed shook his head and said, "It's not the time yet." He was a little restless when he spoke, "Xiuzhi, you have to listen clearly to what I am saying now: before twelve o'clock tonight, you are going to be with your child We leave this building, remember, before midnight!"

The old lady Wu's reaction was a little slow, and she asked, "Leave this building? Why? We live well. Where can we go if we leave here?"

The man on the bedside was a little anxious, with a sullen expression on his face, and said, "It’s too late to elaborate. There will be deaths in this building tonight. Many people will die. If you don’t leave this building before twelve, you will all die. it's here!"

The old lady Wu panicked. She looked at the watch on the wall. It was 11:40. When she wanted to turn back to ask her wife, she realized that she was standing by the bed after just looking back. Shan Ren who was writing has disappeared.I don't know when a word was written on the wall when I turned on the lamp. It was a blood-red word "Go".

At this time, Mrs. Wu's grandson entered his room, and he said to his grandma with a look of horror: "I saw Grandpa just now."

Mrs. Wu's family of five left the 15-story building at 11:59. When they left the gate, they saw 20 or 30 people entering the building.They almost all knew the people who went in, it was the 26 people who suffered misfortune seven days ago.

The next day it was just getting bright, and a scream woke up the sleeping people in the 15-story building.Ten minutes later, the police arrived. The news of another death last night finally came out: Sixty-nine people died in this building after twelve o'clock last night, of which 41 were the victims of the elevator accident seven days ago. Family members, Wang Shan, who was originally lucky to have escaped, his name also appeared on the death list.

There is only one cause of death for these people-suicide, but the methods of death are different. Some people hang themselves, some kill themselves with a kitchen knife (not to commit suicide by wiping their necks, their heads and bodies are separated when they are found), and they use wire to live. He strangled himself...Wang Shan swallowed an iron nail and died of bleeding from his stomach.The deaths of these people also have a common feature, that is, they died silently. Some of the dead were killed by hitting their heads against the wall, but the neighbors living next to him heard nothing.

The police investigated for more than a month, but found no clues, and finally gave a conclusion that a mass schizophrenia broke out.Suddenly, the rumor about the 15-story building had risen, saying that it used to be a cemetery, this time it was the house of a ghost occupying the Yang.

The remaining residents of the fifteen-story building are already gross, and they are looking for ways to move.If conditions permit, they will move immediately after buying a house; if conditions are worse, they will also rent a house elsewhere and move out soon.Half a month later, the good-looking No. 135, Zhongshan South Road-this 15-story building became an empty building.