Before entering the room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, it is of course better to collect as much information as possible.
Liu Qingjiang was the previous person in charge of the demolition. On the day when the demolition was suspended, he disappeared while on duty. According to the last notes, he saw a light on in the room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, so he went to check, and then disappeared.
It is easy to imagine that this Liu Qingjiang may have seen something on the fifth floor to end up like this.
Lu Jian can probably figure out some rules now.
First of all, if you take the stairs, you may encounter a baby-sized thing following you and leaving footprints. Perhaps, when it follows you to the fifth floor, something bad will happen. From here on, the missing person
Nurse Xu Xiao did not lie.
Secondly, everyone who has seen the things in the room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor has disappeared, but Lu Tiao suspects that they are not missing, but are bound in this alien space. Just like the sentence in the mission description, these missing people
The people did not die, they just existed in this hospital in a different way.
And maybe the entrance to the passage between the two spaces is in the room on the fifth floor.
So, why does this space exist?
Lu Tiao realized that there seemed to be only Liu Qingjiang and him on this floor, so he walked lightly. He came to the door of the room where Liu Qingjiang entered and peeked inside.
At this glance, Lu Tiao saw Liu Qingjiang's dead eyes staring at him.
No, he was not staring at Lu Jian, but just staring out the window.
Liu Qingjiang was indifferent to the appearance of Lu Trip.
He looked outside for a while, then picked up the shovel and shoveled it on the ground.
The concrete floor was dug into pits, and a small hole appeared.
Liu Qingjiang dug like this for a while, then packed the gravel in cement bags, put it on his shoulders, slowly walked out of the room, and returned along the original path.
Lu Tan stood against the wall, saying nothing, holding his breath, watching Liu Qingjiang follow suit carrying the cement bag.
"What is he digging for?"
When Lu Tiao saw Liu Qingjiang walking away, he immediately entered the room and looked at the holes on the ground.
He saw that in the pit in the middle of the huge ward, there were actually human corpses.
Those people have simple looks, just like ordinary people you can see everywhere.
But the corpses were already in pieces, and Lu Jian didn't even think that these corpses could be put together into a complete human form.
More importantly, Lu Jian discovered that the faces of these people had not rotted and still maintained the appearance of when they had just died. Moreover, they were the workers who died in an accident here before!
In addition to those workers, there were other faces that Lu Tian didn't recognize, but he could guess that they were also unlucky ones who had suffered some kind of accident in the hospital.
"Did Liu Qingjiang dig up these corpses just now? Did he dig them out of the floor?"
Lu Tan suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and he discovered that it was the notebook with a red cover.
He hurriedly opened it and saw that on the last page of the notebook, which was stained by mud and water, black text began to appear. It was a different handwriting from Xu Xiao's, very straight and meticulous.
"It's very cold, but the construction is not going well. There are some problems with the soil structure here. The foundation is always not laid well, the steel bars tend to crook, and the cement cannot be poured. It's too difficult to watch the construction period go by day by day. Those foreigners are relying on
If you have a lot of money, you just mess around with others, and those fake foreign devils are not good people. Alas, if the money you gave was not too much, I would not have accepted this order."
"I heard from the locals that this used to be Caishikou, where beheadings were done. The executioner took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the knife edge, and the onlookers below cheered. He threw away the sign on the prisoner's back, raised the knife, and dropped it with his hand.
, a human head fell to the ground, and the onlookers cheered, and the blood of the human head seeped into the ground day after day. The resentment of those who were beheaded was entrenched here, so nothing built on it was
long."
"I'm not superstitious. I have investigated the geological data. Because this place used to be a river, the soil was mostly sedimentary soil. Later, the Lingjiang River changed its course and this place became land. Therefore, the soil is loose and not conducive to construction. I want to build a five-story building.
The foundation of a hospital must be strengthened. I am an architect graduated from Jiangcheng University, so these problems are not difficult for me."
"But the construction difficulty here is obviously beyond my expectation. The designed structure may not be realized in reality. The foundation has never been laid well. It took a long time and only one-third of it was laid. The workers are getting more and more irritable every day.
, all kinds of rumors are spread."
"The turning point came on the second day of the New Year. A worker who stayed here on duty on New Year's Day accidentally fell on the construction site. He slipped and fell into the newly laid foundation. The sticky
The cement swallowed up the worker at once, and I hurriedly wanted to have someone fish him out, but the foreman next to me stopped me."
"He said that the foundation was laid with great difficulty. If we hire people, the whole structure will have to be redone. If we start over now, we will definitely not be able to meet the construction deadline and everyone's work will be in vain. Moreover, after he said that, he said to me somewhat mysteriously,
Now that the worker has fallen into it, it is a living pile. There is a lot of yin here, and it must be suppressed by human energy. If it were in the past, people with low lives may have to be found to fill it. Now that the worker falls in, it will be just right.
Already."
"I don't understand that this kind of feudal superstition is so deep-rooted. I asked people to fish out the worker, but no one dared to move, for fear that I would fall in. Seeing that the cement had solidified, I had no choice but to give up. After all, who
I can’t afford to pay for the delay in construction.”
"Strange to say, since the worker died in the foundation, the work of laying the foundation has become much smoother. There are almost no problems. All the foundations have been paved and the construction is on track."
"I have never believed in these things, so I can't help but have some doubts about whether there is really a living pile."
"It wasn't until the Chinese New Year that we encountered a problem with the main load-bearing beam. The construction progress was delayed. The workers all went home again, and the work came to a standstill. I walked on the construction site and looked at the main load-bearing beam that was never built well.
, I feel very irritable."
"I saw a worker standing next to the load-bearing beam, pouring cement into it. It was strange that I didn't let them pour it. I called him, and the worker seemed to be shocked. He slipped and fell.
Got into the cement."
"I immediately ran over and grabbed his hand. He asked me for help. Most of his body was stuck in the cement. He pulled me as hard as he could. I couldn't hold it anymore. He made me hurt and I was about to fall in.
I screamed for help, but there were not many people on the construction site at the time."
"I just held him like this, I don't know how long it took. Then, suddenly, the foreman's words appeared in my mind, living stakes. This worker had been mostly sunk into the cement, and he couldn't even hold on to my hand.
No more, if I let go, he will fall."
"I've tried my best, I've tried my best, I'm not wrong, and as long as he sinks, the hospital will be built, and everyone will get money. I thought so, let go
Got it."
"I just watched him sink, and suddenly I felt extremely relaxed. After calling the police, I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and I found that I was smiling."
"The construction of the hospital was completed, and I received a generous reward. The families of the deceased workers received huge sums of money that they could not earn even by moving bricks in their lifetimes. Everyone is living a better life. However, sometimes I think, when I
When I walk into this hospital and stand next to those pillars, will the people in those pillars also smile at me?"
Lu Jian saw that these words were no longer correct at the end, and looked more like they were written by someone suffering from epilepsy or physical illness.
Feeling some kind of movement, Lu Jian raised his eyes from his notebook.
He saw Liu Qingjiang standing at the door holding a shovel.