Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Mo Yi clutched the pages of his book tightly, his thin knuckles were a little pale.

There was a buzzing in the ears and a mess in the brain.

Suddenly, a vague thought flashed in his mind, Mo Yi turned sharply and rushed towards the door.

No matter how many people were hit on the pipeline, he stumbled to the corridor, his eyes were amazingly bright, and he looked anxiously at the graduation photo hanging on the wall-June 8, 1994.

Okay.

Mo Yi exhaled a long breath, great. The dates in the photos are still different, which means that they are not walking around on the same floor, but they are really on the second floor.

Then he heard someone behind him seem to be calling his name: "... Mo Yi, Mo Yi!"

Mo Yi turned his head blankly, and saw Shen Lei standing at the door of the classroom, frowning at him: "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable? It doesn't matter, you will get used to this scene later."

Before he could answer, Shen Lei waved his hand and said, "However, regardless of this, we must hurry away."

"... Go?" Mo Yi frowned.

"Yes." Shen Lei nodded and replied, "The fog should slowly spread to this layer, which means that we have more than forty minutes to escape, and the higher the number of layers we escape during this time. , The greater the chance of survival. "

His voice was lowered, and it sounded a bit heavy: "... after all, according to the several games I have experienced in the past, as long as we live for five hours, it will be cleared."

Something is wrong.

Mo Yi straightened up, looked around in a circle of people with different expressions, and frowned.

None of this is right.

Climbed to the highest level and survived for five hours? Is the game's clearance rules really that simple? If so, what's the point of the hint before the game starts?

There is also this classroom, which repeatedly appears again and again. What are you trying to tell me?

"Mo Yi!" Shen Lei's voice improved a little, took a step forward, and was about to say something, but suddenly hesitated, his tone softened slightly: "Why is your face so bad?"

Mo Yi took a deep breath, and then succinctly described what he saw with the guess in his heart. At the end, he added his own thoughts: "I think we have missed too many clues downstairs, and we shouldn't leave so lightly now."

After Shen Lei heard it, he couldn't help but be lost in thought. He looked up at the numbers on the wall, and frowned silently. After a while, he opened his mouth solemnly:

"You're right, but this ... It's too risky. You know, in my experience, following the rules of the game, struggling through the prescribed time, the chance of survival is the highest. I also see people who want to find the truth. After a few, without telling you, the ending was not very good. "

Shen Lei paused, with a bit of struggle and pain in his voice: "I have seen too much. I'm sorry, I can't take my own life to take this risk with you. Even so, do you still decide to stay?"

Mo Yi knew in his heart how dangerous this was. His fingers curled against his lips, his lips were tightly tied into a stiff straight line, and his heart was anxious. On the one hand, reason was admonishing him: it is safer to follow everyone's actions, and on the other hand he is intuitive Loud ears: stay.

Finally, he looked up at Shen Lei, and nodded slowly and firmly.

Shen Lei seemed to see the persistence in his eyes, so he no longer persuaded, but reached out and took off the spare flashlight hanging around his waist, and handed it to Mo Yi: "... take care."

He turned and left, and several others stopped to take a look at Mo Yi, and followed Shen Lei to the stairwell.

Mo Yi closed her eyes, calmed her mind, then returned to the classroom and walked to the table on which he was lying on his back.

He stretched out the chair in front of the desk in front of him, and started flipping the schoolbag stuck in the table, hoping to find some clues. At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ear: "Why do you turn this table What's so special about it? "

Mo Yi froze, looked up, and saw Jiang Yuanbai standing at the table with his arms folded, looking at him with a doubt.

"Aren't you keeping up?"

Jiang Yuanbai scratched his head, revealing a half nervous and half soft smile, and replied: "I heard what you and Shen Lei said just now, and I think what you said makes sense, and ..."

He paused and whispered a little embarrassedly: "Also, aren't we teaming up? Of course I have to act with my teammates."

Mo Yi smiled, lowered his head again, and turned the table while he said, "You observe, in the entire classroom, only the books on this table are spread out, and when I downstairs, I find that the ink on the books is not dry. "

Mo Yi's topic changed too quickly, and Jiang Yuan took a while to realize that he was answering the question he had just asked.

With Mo Yi's pointing, he looked up and looked around. Sure enough, although the books on the other tables were also piled up, but there were no covered caps on the open books, only the table in front of him.

——It ’s like someone is sitting here writing something before they come in!

Jiang Yuanbai shuddered and his face was a little pale.

At this moment, Mo Yi felt something. He reached into his schoolbag, and then tore it with force, only to hear a stabbing sound, the inner lining of half a schoolbag was torn off, and he took it out of it. A thin notebook, it was apparently sewn into a schoolbag. It would be impossible to find it without careful exploration. No wonder those who searched the classroom before did not find it.

Mo Yi reached out and opened the yellowed cover of the book. I saw that the small page was still written in that beautiful handwriting: Zhao Qiulan.

He turned back, each page was blank, except for the last page, which saw the huge dark red writing occupying the whole paper, messy and distorted: "Go to death!"

Mo Yi hesitated, still holding it in his hands, and turned to Jiang Yuanbai, who was rummaging on the table next to him, "I'll take a look in the corridor."

Jiang Yuanbai said: "Ah? But the classroom hasn't been finished yet. What if there are any clues?"

"I have a guess to confirm." Mo Yi lifted the notebook and shook Jiang Yuanbai, answering as he walked.

Jiang Yuanbai scratched his head and stared at him with a look of confusion, watching Mo Yi going out of the classroom, so he quickly put down his hands and trot along the way to the corridor.

Everyone else had already left. The whole hall was quiet and I could only hear the sound of breathing. The empty space made people feel a little dazed. The place without lights at the end of the hall was like a black hole, which was disturbing.

Mo Yi's feet kept walking toward the toilet. When he was about to approach, he couldn't help but pace and stopped.

Jiang Yuanbai also followed at this moment, and looked at the wall opposite the toilet along Mo Yi's eyes: I saw a class photo hanging above it, just like downstairs. The only difference is that in this photo, Everyone turned their faces to the side, and the black hole pupil seemed to look straight at him!

Then, they saw a weird smile at the same time, then slowly raised their arms and pointed to the same side together ...

"Ah-!!!!" Jiang Yuan's white ridges of white fur sweated on his back, and he was screamed in fright.

Mo Yi shuddered and looked at him disgustingly: "What's your ghost name? It scared me."

The implication is that Jiang Yuanbai is scarier than the photos.

"You ... you ..." Jiang Yuanbai was unfavorable in speaking, and stretched out his fingers for the weird photo and snorted: "It ... it ..."

Mo Yi opened the notebook in his hand and showed the last page to Jiang Yuanbai: "Look."

Although Jiang Yuanbai hadn't relieved himself from the fright at the moment, he still couldn't hold back his head: "... Go to death? What's wrong?" He was confused, thinking for a while, finally Still looked up at Mo Yi. "Is there anything else I need to know besides infiltration?"

Mo Yi: "..." This person's IQ was not saved.

He pointed to the wall with the photo and said, "After finishing the bell on the first floor, the same word appeared on this wall. So I think there should be some clues here."

Jiang Yuanbai suddenly realized.

He took a peek at the photo, and the people in the photo had recovered, smiling brightly and serenely at the camera.

The weird picture just appeared again in front of Jiang Yuanbai, he couldn't help but swallowed a spit, and his voice asked hoarsely: "Then ... the direction they are pointing is where we are going next?"

Mo Yi nodded.

Jiang Yuanbai looked at the end of the corridor.

There are no lights there, I do n’t know if it was originally or the lamp was broken, the black paint is not a gleam of light, just watching is disturbing.

"You said ... what's going to be there?" Jiang Yuanbai's voice was even more dumb, almost the words squeezed out of his throat.

Mo Yi shook the flashlight in his hand: "Don't you know if you take a look?"

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