Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter forty

Footsteps approached.

The heart throbbed in the chest, and the hot blood burst into the eardrums instantly, and the buzzing white noise instantly made the sounds around him disappear.

The adrenaline is straight.

Before Mo Yi's brain had time to respond, his body moved ahead of his thoughts. Relying on the strength of the crisis, he reached out and pulled Wang Zezhi, and ran to the side hall at the end of the hall.

The haste and heavy footsteps seemed to be behind him!

In a critical moment, Mo Yi propped his palm on the already renovated low cabinet, and then turned over into the side hall.

Wang Zezhi also reacted in an instant-he immediately followed, and also jumped into the side hall, lowered / body with Mo Yi, and then tried to shrink himself as small as possible, so that the side hall and the hall were separated. The low counter covered the figures of the two.

-All this happened between the fires of calcium carbide.

Footsteps entered the hall, knocking on the floor quickly and hollowly, as if it were near the ear.

Uncontrollable anxiety spread in my heart.

Are they moving fast enough? Have you been seen?

Mo Yi's heart was beating very fast, and his nervous uncertainty caused a fine sweat to ooze from his forehead.

He reached out to cover his mouth and nose to prevent his breathing from exposing himself.

——But still can hear the rapid sound of breathing, as if the anxious asthma issued by the panic person, people can not help but lift their hearts involuntarily.

Mo Yi turned his head slightly, and turned to look at Wang Zezhi who was squatting beside him.

But he met the same glance he came over.

Wang Zezhi's hands were also tightly covering his mouth and nose, and his pale sweaty face glowed with sick redness after exercise. A pair of brown eyes widened behind the lenses, and looked straight at Mo Yi.

Mo Yi Yiyi: If it was not Wang Zezhi ... who would it be.

The footsteps in the hall had stopped, and only the heavy gasping sound accompanied by a deep, hoarse "drink" in the throat echoed in the empty hall, which made people feel irritated.

Mo Yi carefully moved his body, and put his face between the counter and the wall, and looked out through the gap.

The field of vision is narrow and narrow, and it is almost impossible to turn. Mo Yi struggled to find the angle--

He froze.

There was a blood red on the floor of the hall, and the blood was still spreading. Two long legs were lying in the pool of blood, and they kept twitching.

Mo Yi's eyes sank: this will never be the new sacrifice before, because after the entire hall began to change in a new direction, the new corpse's body was gone with the blood under her.

Who would it be?

The sound of struggling breathing became more and more intense, accompanied by the sound of "drinking" like a broken bellows, which sounded particularly infiltrating.

At this moment, the owner of the lower legs seemed to have found a chance to break free, and suddenly a sudden violent song. With a fierce tear, the man seemed to stand up and left Mo Yi's sight. , Followed by a series of messy footsteps and panic panting—

Just then, just heard a loud bang.

The sound of gunfire.

The deafening gunshot sounded in the closed room, almost numbing the human ear.

As the gunshots fell, the gasping voice returned to silence.

A man's body fell heavily to the floor, and his body happened to be within Mo Yi's sight.

Mo Yi's eyes widened slightly.

That's Sun Xiaoyan.

Her distorted face was full of bloodstains because of her panic, her gray, lifeless face was facing directly to the side hall, and her violent eyes were covered with bloodshot, condensing the fear that had not yet disappeared.

Her mouth was wide open, and the blood mixed with saliva and flesh fragments slid down her chin. A neat incision was made on her white and slender neck, and the throat and vocal cords were cut off from the arteries, exposing the blood-red fascia.

Mo Yi pursed her lips, with a complex look in her eyes.

What he heard in the hall just now should be the footsteps of two people: one is a chaser and one is a victim.

And the reason why Sun Xiaoyan who has been chased since just now is so quiet is because she doesn't want to call--but she can't.

Mo Yi's eyes fell on the body again.

The blood puppet flowed out of the large hole in the corpse's chest, converging with the blood in her throat, forming a pool of blood.

-Exactly the size of the big hole in the chest of the newcomer who died before.

There seemed to be a chuckle in the air.

Mo Yi was startled and listened again--but he could no longer hear the laughter dissipating in the air, as if it was just his illusion.

Just then, new footsteps sounded in the quiet hall.

Steady, unhurried footsteps, stepping on a pool of blood, splashing a slight sound of water, and again slamming on the smooth ground, making a "click" sound, as if stepping on the heart of a person, Step on the rhythm of the heart beat all at once.

Mo Yi breathed subconsciously, staring at the hall through the gap.

A man's back appeared in his field of vision, blocking Mo Yi and Sun Xiaoyan's body.

His clothes were messy and shrunk, stained with dried and semi-dried blood, and a new layer of blood was superimposed on it, making it almost impossible to recognize the original appearance.

Mo Yi froze-he was familiar with the color and texture of this dress.

The man lowered his head and looked at the deadly Sun Xiaoyan for a while, then bent down, reached out and took her two arms, pulling her away in the direction of the corridor.

The moment he turned to the side, Mo Yi saw his face clearly.

This man is the new one who used to be angry and angry at him, but at the moment, there is no expression on his face or even emotional fluctuations, only a pale and indifferent face.

And on one side of his cheek-deep bloodstains, seemed to be scratched by his own nails, half of his face was scratched without a piece of intact skin, and blood covered most of his face, looking shocking.

Mo Yi suffocated.

The man dragged Sun Xiaoyan's body out of Mo Yi's sight.

The heavy footsteps were getting farther and farther, and then slowly disappeared deep into the corridor.

Wang Zezhi took a breath, and his **** fell to the ground. He stretched his stiff legs because of curling for too long, only to find out, but for ten minutes, his body was completely soaked with sweat. .

He turned to look at Mo Yi, trying to say something, but was startled by his sudden movement.

I saw Mo Yi staying in place for a while, then yanked his hand across the backpack, unzipped and looked for something--

For a moment, Mo Yi took out a rolled paper from the bag and shook it off, revealing a photo in front of the orphanage.

Mo Yi's eyes focused on the man on the side of the crowd.

He held his breath and stretched out his fingers again, stroking the "blood" on his cheek in the photo: flat and smooth, without the slightest bumps and unevenness, and without the irregular shape of spattering blood.

It wasn't dried blood, but it was in the photo itself—a man's birthmark.

Its location is exactly where the newcomer has been scratching this morning.

Wang Zezhi came together, looked at the photo in Mo Yi's hand, and asked hesitantly, "What's wrong?"

His voice woke Mo Yi from his thoughts.

Mo Yi rolled up the photo in his hand, shuffled it back into his backpack, then turned his head, looking at Wang Zezhi with a serious face.

His face was pale, and his eyes were getting darker. At this moment, he was staring at the person well. There was always an illusion of facing the blade. Mo Yi narrowed his almost colorless lips and said:

"This orphanage was actually a den for reselling orphans. When the population was displaced during the war, it was caught and flawed, so the real dean of the orphanage pushed a fake dean to commit the crime, and she was sentenced to death by hanging. , And the real superintendent took the opportunity to deal with the evidence in the orphanage afterwards-to destroy all orphans in the basement. "

Mo Yi's abrupt commentary made Wang Zeyi stunned, and he understood it in the next second, and suddenly turned straight-this was to help him spend the line task.

Sure enough, as soon as Mo Yi's words fell, she only heard the familiar female voice:

"Dangdang Dangdang, congratulations to player 05 Zezhi, 05, for unlocking the hidden story of this escape game!

The side mission is open, and completing the side mission will reward you with rich points. Please continue to work hard! "

Wang Zezhi's expression relaxed, and he looked up at Mo Yi gratefully, but was surprised to find that his expression was not as relaxed as himself, but rather more dignified.

After the female voices such as Mo Yi completely disappeared, he raised a pair of dark eyes to look at Wang Zezhi, took a deep breath, and continued:

"I suspect that after starting the branch mission, the timeline of the entire orphanage gradually coincides with the past, and when the lobby becomes completely new, it means that the two timelines completely coincide, that is to say-"

"A repeat of the massacre?" Wang Zezhi shuddered a little.

Although he hadn't seen what had just happened, the blood on the ground and the traces of struggle had told him almost everything.

"... I'm afraid so." Mo Yi answered for a moment, and said, "The new guy should be the executioner."

Suspicious clouds gathered in my heart, and many doubts have not been resolved at all.

Before Wang Zezhi asked the exit, Mo Yi stood up from the ground. He turned to look at the black hole corridor, and Shen Sheng said, "I have an idea, I have to confirm it."

He murmured thoughtfully: "Before he comes to us, there should be some time ..."

Mo Yi was thinking thoughtfully as he turned around and walked outside the side hall-his pace stopped, and his eyes fell on the center of the pool of blood.

In the place where Sun Xiaoyan's body was lying, there was a white note.

The blood was slowly spreading out on the paper, stained with a few blood red characters:

"FINDME"

Mo Yi looked up suddenly.

The familiar teddy bear was sitting in front of the hallway, facing away from the dark, gray eyes staring straight at him.

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