Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

Jiang Chuan walked into the building and first glanced at the lobby's decor.

Wow, that's really impressive.

The marble floor was polished so smooth it reflected your image, and the crystal chandelier overhead must have cost at least hundreds of thousands. Behind the reception desk, there were two money trees as tall as a person.

This is the financial district; even the air smells of money.

He walked up to the floor plan and quickly scanned it.

这栋楼1到20层是各种金融公司，21到30层是律师事务所和会计所，31到40层是科技公司，再往上……

Jiang Chuan's gaze lingered on the top few floors.

The 41st floor is the headquarters of an investment company, the 42nd floor is a private club, and the 43rd floor is marked as the "equipment floor".

Device layer?

He remembered what the three men had said earlier—"Right here on the top floor."

The top floor is the 43rd floor, which is the so-called equipment floor.

Jiang Chuan withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Several white-collar workers, all dressed in suits, stood in the elevator, holding coffee and staring blankly at the numbers flashing on the elevator screen.

Jiang Chuan stood behind them and waited for the elevator to arrive before following them inside.

He reached out and pressed the button for the 43rd floor.

A young man wearing glasses glanced at him with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, but didn't ask any further questions.

The elevator went up, and people got off at each floor.

When they reached the 40th floor, Jiang Chuan was the only one left in the elevator.

He looked up at the numbers above the elevator doors: 41...42...

Ding.

We've reached the 43th floor.

The elevator doors slowly opened.

The outside was a dimly lit space, completely different from the brightly lit office floors downstairs.

Jiang Chuan stepped out of the elevator and glanced back.

The elevator doors closed behind him, and the numbers on the display screen began to drop.

He turned around and looked around at his surroundings.

This is a very spacious floor, with crisscrossing pipes and ventilation shafts overhead, and gray cement flooring covered in dust.

There were some odds and ends piled up around, old office chairs, dusty file boxes, and several conference tables with missing legs.

It does look like a device layer.

But Jiang Chuan noticed a detail.

Although the dust on the ground was thick, there was a very faint mark, as if someone had been walking on it frequently.

He squatted down to take a closer look.

Shoe print.

There were many shoe prints, including men's plus-size shoes and women's high heels, all pointing to the same place: deeper into the building.

Jiang Chuan stood up and walked forward following the footprints.

After passing through piles of clutter and around several large ventilation ducts, the footprints finally disappeared in front of a wall in the corner of the floor.

wrong.

It's not a wall.

As Jiang Chuan approached, he discovered a very hidden passage nestled between two enormous ventilation shafts.

The passage was very narrow, only allowing one person to pass at a time, and the angle was quite tricky; if you hadn't followed the shoe prints, you wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Jiang Chuan stepped inside.

The passage was about ten meters long, and it got darker and darker as you went in, until you could hardly see your hand in front of your face.

He turned on his flashlight and continued walking.

At the end of the passage was an iron gate.

A rusty iron gate.

Jiang Chuan stood in front of the door and looked him up and down.

This door clashes completely with the style of the entire office building.

Outside, there's marble, crystal chandeliers, and high-end decor, but inside, there's a dilapidated iron door with rust all over the door panel and peeling paint along the edges of the door frame.

But upon closer inspection, the door lock is quite new.

It was an electronic combination lock, with a faint blue light shining from the screen.

Jiang Chuan smiled.

These social elites, they've really outsmarted themselves.

They put up a shabby iron gate to cover their tracks, but then they installed a top-of-the-line electronic lock. Isn't that just like trying to hide something obvious?

He reached out and pressed the door lock.

The combination lock emits a "beep" sound, prompting you to enter the password.

Jiang Chuan was too lazy to guess the password.

His eyes narrowed, and his superpowers were instantly unleashed.

An invisible force of thought surged into the lock cylinder, and with a gentle twist, it was unlocked.

Click.

The door lock is open.

Jiang Chuan pushed open the door.

A scent wafted towards me, a mixture of floral fragrance, incense, alcohol, and... a certain ambiguous aroma.

The scene before him stunned him for a moment.

This is a garden.

To be precise, it is a garden that is so luxurious it's almost extravagant.

Underfoot was a cobblestone path, lined with various rare plants. Jiang Chuan couldn't identify the species, but judging from the luster of the leaves and the vibrancy of the flowers, he knew they were definitely not cheap.

The ceiling is a transparent glass dome, allowing you to see the sky outside.

Sunlight streamed through the glass, casting dappled shadows on the plants.

The path is also dotted with several sculptures, all in the classical European style, such as angels with pectoral muscles and goddesses of fountains.

In the distance, a palace-like building can be vaguely seen, with white exterior walls and a golden dome that glitters in the sunlight.

Jiang Chuan stood at the door, stunned for two seconds.

Holy crap.

He couldn't help but swear.

Did they just move the entire backyard of some European royal family here?

In this financial district where land is incredibly valuable, on the top floor of this forty-plus-story office building, such a garden has been created.

How much will this cost?

Jiang Chuan took a few steps forward and slowly walked along the cobblestone path toward the central palace.

The scenery along the way truly broadened his horizons.

To his left was a small bamboo grove. He recognized the variety of bamboo; a single stalk could cost tens of thousands. To his right was an artificial hill with a stream flowing down into a small pond below. The pond was filled with koi, each one as fat as a pig.

Further ahead, there is an open-air teahouse with several sets of rattan tables and chairs, and teacups and snacks that have not yet been cleared away.

The smell in the air became increasingly complex.

The scent of high-end fragrance is subtle, yet pervasive.

The taste of alcohol includes red wine, white wine, and champagne.

There's another flavor...

Jiang Chuan nodded, muttering to himself, "The world of the upper class, huh."

He continued walking forward.

Suddenly, a subtle ripple was felt.

It was so faint that he wouldn't have been able to sense it at all if he didn't have superpowers.

This fluctuation is somewhat like... hypnosis?

Jiang Chuan stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowing.

An invisible superpower instantly spread from within his body, forming a transparent shield around him.

The wave hit the shield and was immediately deflected.

Jiang Chuan then continued walking forward.

This must be what those white-collar workers are talking about as "hypnosis." Using the power of the hypnotist tapir and the dream-inducing tapir, they help them release stress.

I was just thinking about it.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the bushes nearby.

There was a rustling sound, and also suppressed breathing.

Jiang Chuan paused, turning his head to look at the thicket of bushes.

The sound came from inside.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked over and gently brushed aside a leaf.

Then he saw a passionate scene.

On the grass behind the bushes, a man and a woman were embracing each other.

The woman was wearing a black, tight-fitting dress that was very short, barely covering her buttocks. She had long, curly hair and was Black.

The man was the short, bald man I saw downstairs earlier.

At that moment, the bald man was on top of the black woman, the two of them embracing and kissing each other loudly.

The man's hands were also restless, groping all over the woman's body. The woman's skirt was lifted up to her thighs, revealing a pair of long, muscular legs.

Jiang Chuan glanced at it for a second, then silently put the leaf down.

stimulate.

So this is what the tall guy meant by "excitement".

No wonder the bald man looked so expectant; it was indeed quite exciting.

Jiang Chuan shook his head and continued walking forward.

Aside from sleeping, are they actually having some kind of big party up here?

He quickened his pace and walked towards the central hall.

After walking for about five minutes, we finally arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

This is a European-style building with white exterior walls, a golden dome, and two Roman columns standing at the entrance.

The main gate consisted of two solid wood doors, carved with intricate patterns, and was slightly ajar.

Jiang Chuan peered through the crack in the door.

Inside was a very spacious hall, decorated like a five-star hotel. Thick carpets covered the floor, crystal chandeliers hung overhead, and genuine leather sofas and coffee tables were placed around the room.

There were many people in the hall.

The men were all dressed in suits and ties, and the women were all in elegant dresses; some were young, and some were middle-aged.

But most people sat on the floor, leaned against the sofa, or simply lay on the carpet.

Fell asleep.

They were all sleeping like logs, some even snoring.

Several other people were sitting in the center of the hall, undergoing hypnosis.

Jiang Chuan saw the two Pokémon.

A hypnotic tapir, a dream-inducing tapir.

The hypnotic tapir looks like a small, yellow tapir with squinting eyes. It holds a hypnotic pendulum in its hand and is swinging it back and forth in front of a person.

The Dream-Inducing Tapir is larger than the Hypnotic Tapir, and is also yellow. It holds a pendulum-like object in its hand, and its eyes emit an eerie light.

Several people, men and women, sat in front of them, their eyes glazed over, their heads nodding as if they were about to fall asleep.

The entire hall was quiet except for the sound of the hypnotic pendulum swinging and soft snoring.

Jiang Chuan looked away and took out his walkie-talkie.

"Miss Officer Jenny, please respond."

Officer Jenny's voice immediately came through the walkie-talkie: "Roger that! Mr. Jiang Chuan, what have you discovered?"

"I'm in the XX Building in Yoo-oh District. There's a hidden club here, and I've found the source of a hypnotic wave." Jiang Chuan lowered his voice: "Two hypnosis-type Pokémon, many hypnotized citizens, gathering for entertainment."

"What?" Officer Jenny's voice was filled with shock. "I'm bringing people over right away! Be careful!"

"it is good."

Jiang Chuan put away the walkie-talkie and went inside.

The door creaked slightly.

Both the hypnotic tapir and the dream-inducing tapir turned their heads at the same time to look at Jiang Chuan.

The few citizens who were still awake also looked over groggily, but their eyes were unfocused and they couldn't react at all.

The hypnotic tapir blinked and looked at Jiang Chuan, assuming he was also there to be hypnotized.

It raised the hypnotic pendulum in its hand and shook it at Jiang Chuan.

The hypnotic wave spread instantly.

The Dream Eater also raised its hand, its eyes shining even brighter, and two hypnotic waves simultaneously attacked Jiang Chuan.

then……

The wave hit Jiang Chuan and disappeared instantly.

The super-powered shield stood firmly outside, without even a ripple.

Jiang Chuan smiled.

"Hypnosis?"

"I know a senior expert."

He took out his precious ball.

"Come out, Gastly!"

Bang.

Purple smoke billowed from the Poké Ball, condensing into a ghostly face in the air.

Gastly floated in the air, croaking eerily.

Its eyes lit up when it saw the two hypnosis-type Pokémon opposite it.

Hypnotic tapir? Dream-inducing tapir?

Haha, isn't this a perfect match for my major?

Jiang Chuan pointed to the opposite side: "Gastly, use that Super Hypnosis move you learned to teach them a lesson."

Gastly cackled, its eyes suddenly flashing with an eerie light.

This light was even deeper and more eerie than that of the Dream Eater, as if it could penetrate directly into the soul.

It learned from that ancient ghost for so long, and it didn't learn for nothing.

Super hypnosis, activated!

An invisible wave emanated from Gastly, instantly enveloping the entire hall.

Just as the hypnotized tapir was about to resist, its eyes went glazed over.

The Dream Eater held out for half a second, then froze.

The two hypnosis-type Pokémon stood still, their eyes vacant, drool dripping from their mouths, completely under hypnosis.

Gastly floated up to them, hovering over their faces, but they didn't react.

"Hehehe!"

Gastly excitedly tumbled and flipped in the air, extremely pleased with itself.

One against two, a complete victory!

Jiang Chuan smiled too: "Well done."

Gastly floated back and nuzzled his face.

Jiang Chuan patted it, then continued walking deeper into the hall.

Officer Jenny and the others won't arrive for a while, so he'll check the situation first.

Walk past the sleeping people, through the hall, and then there's a corridor.

There were several doors on both sides of the corridor, all of which were closed.

Jiang Chuan was about to push open the first door to take a look when he suddenly heard some noises.

Some ambiguous sounds.

Various languages ​​are mixed together, some spoken by men and some by women, some in high and some in low tones, weaving together a chaotic symphony.

Jiang Chuan paused in his steps.

He looked towards the end of the corridor.

There was a door there, slightly ajar, and the sound was coming from inside.

Jiang Chuan blinked.

666, is there a second level?

"Gastly, you stay here and keep watch. Don't let these people wake up," Jiang Chuan instructed. "I'll go inside and check the situation."

"Hehehe!" Gastly nodded, floated to the center of the hall, and began to watch over the two Pokémon.

Jiang Chuan slowly walked towards the door.

The closer you are, the clearer the sound.

The smell in the air grew stronger.

Jiang Chuan stood at the door and took a deep breath.

For the sake of city safety and to assist the policewoman in solving the case, no matter how dangerous it was, this righteous citizen had to go in and check without hesitation.

He gently pushed the door open, cracked it open, and looked inside.

Then he froze.

Inside was a huge room, decorated like a nightclub, with dim lighting and various sofas, mattresses, and a few strange pieces of equipment.

There were many people in the room.

A lot of people.

White-collar workers, elites, successful people—those men and women who usually look respectable in office buildings—are all here now.

Jiang Chuan glanced at it for a second, then silently closed the door.

He already knew what was going on inside.

As for the specifics, the review process will definitely not allow everyone to see these details.

It was a huge party.

Moreover, it involves entering a hypnotic state, a state of complete absorption.

These people usually look glamorous in office buildings, dressed in suits and ties, discussing deals worth hundreds of millions and drinking wines that cost hundreds of thousands a bottle.

When they got there, they did indeed begin to express their inner repression.

Jiang Chuan shook his head and turned to walk back.

He walked into the hall, looked at the people who were still asleep, and then at the two hypnotized tapirs and the dream-inducing tapir.

Just then, the walkie-talkie rang.

"Mr. Jiang Chuan! We've arrived at the bottom of the building!" Officer Jenny's voice came from outside. "Which floor are you on?"

"43rd floor," Jiang Chuan said. "The elevator only goes to the 42nd floor. The last floor is the emergency exit. After you come up, go to the very back of the floor. There's a hidden passage. Go through the passage and you'll find an iron door. I've already opened the door."

"Understood! We're coming right up!"