Chapter 449 Shadow

First, judging from the video before and after, the real time of Nan Huaili's accident should be within one and a half minutes from when he came out with the coffee cup to when he came back.

According to Jiang Cheng's experience, Nan Huaili would not be dragged into a nightmare in such a short period of time.

Second, who is that face that suddenly appears?

If it were in a nightmare, then it could all be explained.

The face that suddenly appeared was that of a ghost.

It was it that led to the disappearance of Nan Huaili, and the Nan Huaili was disguised by this ghost.

But this is reality, not a nightmare.

An indescribable emotion fermented in Jiang Cheng's heart. In just a few seconds, many pictures and the sounds accompanying them flashed through his mind.

One evening, on the sofa in the studio, the middle-aged man who appeared with Xia Meng once told me his understanding of nightmares.

He mentioned a word that was still fresh in Jiang Cheng's memory.

"Erosion?" Jiang Cheng whispered to himself.

"Mr. Jiang." Weiwei's voice suddenly sounded. She blinked and looked at Jiang Cheng, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Cheng came to the corner where the ghost face had appeared, squatted down, and then imitated the posture of that face and stuck out half of his face.

From this position, you can just see Nan Huaili's office.

He raised his head again and looked at the surveillance position. In a corner at the end of the corridor, there was a white surveillance probe.

The video was taken by this probe.

From his previous knowledge, Jiang Cheng learned that there was a surveillance probe near the coffee machine, but it broke some time ago.

Because the location is not important, I put off repairing it.

"How long has it been broken?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Weiwei thought for a while, then looked at Du Feng, who immediately replied: "Probably almost 2 months, no no, at least two months!"

two months

Jiang Cheng thought for a while and felt that the broken surveillance system had nothing to do with Ghost Face. After all, he didn't think Ghost Face could wait patiently for that long.

However, out of caution, he was still prepared to confirm, "Does Nan Huaili often stay up late working in the office?"

"Yes." Weiwei replied, "Director Nan is very responsible for his work."

"Alone every time?"

"right."

His eyes swept around, and Jiang Cheng probably understood the situation, but the clues were really limited, and all the doubts pointed to that grimace.

"Let's go." Jiang Cheng said.

The group of people walked back to the elevator. Judging from Weiwei's expression, it was neither disappointed nor disappointed. After all, she didn't have much hope in the first place.

But from her eyes, Jiang Cheng could feel a feeling of loss.

It must be that Nan Huaili was very kind to her.

The elevator is here.

After the door opened, there were still several people standing inside. Some looked like white-collar workers, and some looked like they were business owners who were successful entrepreneurs.

All kinds of people, each one very vivid.

"Brother Wang." Weiwei said.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie in the elevator smiled and responded: "Weiwei, I see you again. I thought you were on a business trip."

It seems that Weiwei has many acquaintances in this building, but this also dispels some of Jiang Cheng's concerns. After all, he resists elevators.

If Weiwei wasn't here and Lin Waner was here, he would rather go down the stairs.

The elevator was quite spacious, but after the four of them entered, it seemed a little crowded.

Jiang Cheng glanced around and saw that including them, there were 10 people in the elevator.

The elevator moves steadily downward.

Fortunately, Lin Wan'er didn't cause any trouble this time.

While the elevator was driving, Jiang Cheng suddenly smelled a strange smell. Although it was very faint, it was very obvious in the small space.

It's the stench of rotting meat.

The long-term habit made Jiang Cheng immediately alert. Jiang Cheng slowly turned his head and began to search for the source of the rancid smell.

"Fuck." A man who was a little taller than Jiang Cheng fanned his nose and complained, "What smells so bad?"

He was standing at the corner of the elevator, wearing the clothes of a takeaway boy, and holding a big bag in his hand.

The bag is transparent and you can see the packed milk tea inside.

No need to look for it, everyone turned their attention to a figure at the end of the elevator.

Is a cleaner.

And this cleaner was carrying a big black bag in his hand, which was similar to the kind that usually contains garbage at home, but it was much larger.

Although everyone didn't say much, their faces were not very happy. After all, the smell was really too much.

If it gets on you, you have to bring it into the office.

The cleaner huddled in the corner always lowered his head. Judging from the gray hair exposed under the old-fashioned hat, he was already very old.

Everyone consciously stayed far away from the cleaner, leaving half a circle around him.

After Jiang Cheng looked at it for a few times, he looked away. After all, the elevator had stopped. At this time, he could just wait for the elevator door to open and then leave.

But in the crowded environment, no one would notice that although Jiang Cheng withdrew his gaze, Jiang Cheng's somewhat blurry figure reflected on the mirror-like elevator wall was not there.

A pair of slightly red eyes stared at the cleaner. After a moment, the figure looked away and looked at the door.

If someone is more careful, they will find something that is very scary to think about.

Jiang Cheng's shadow on the elevator wall was different from everyone else's. Everyone else's shadow was from the back, but Jiang Cheng's was from the front.

It was as if there was another person who looked exactly like Jiang Cheng, living in the shadow.

A few seconds passed.

The elevator door did not open.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man frowned and pressed the elevator door button again and again. He had an important meeting and could not delay.

The elevator door still did not respond.

"What's the situation?" The delivery man squeezed over and patted the elevator door, "Is it broken?"

He looked more anxious than the middle-aged man. After all, many customers were still waiting. If he received a few complaints, this period of time would be in vain.

There were complaints in the elevator. Some people pressed the alarm button in the elevator, and some people took out their mobile phones and called the rescue number written on the elevator.

Suddenly, the lights in the elevator went out.

Now, everyone started to panic.

The elevator was full of chaotic sounds, and some people shouted for help.

If you want to talk about panic, Jiang Cheng was actually the most panicked.

He had already noticed that something was wrong.

"Don't talk!" Jiang Cheng was annoyed by their noise, and with one sentence, everyone shut up. In the darkness, only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

A few seconds later, Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, something was wrong.

It was too quiet.

It was too quiet around here.

The elevator had arrived at the lobby on the first floor. People were coming and going here, and there were almost always people waiting for the elevator. They had been arguing for so long, but there was no response from outside.

It was as if they were all dead.