Super thriller live broadcast

Because of the plum blossom poison in my body, I am immune to most poisons. When I saw white lines crawling out, a crazy idea came to my mind.

With my hands behind my back, I quietly shook off the white thread. I imitated the short security guard and slumped to the ground.

There are more and more objects walking or climbing in the corridors on both sides, blocking the road. This is underground, and the possibility of me fighting my way out is extremely low, so I might as well take a gamble.

The most mysterious person in the entire banned campus, the mastermind behind all this, I have not yet shown up. She has been hiding in the dark, cautious, like a cunning poisonous snake.

I am not familiar with the banned campus and have never been to many places. Not to mention the high probability of finding it if I actively search for it, even if I find it by luck, I will not be able to subdue it in the general protection of a group of people.

So I changed my mind temporarily and went with the flow, taking advantage of their blind trust in the white thread and pretending to be incapacitated.

I want to make them careless and then strike when they are most relaxed.

Hiding the scalpel in my sleeve, I now need to wait for an opportunity. As long as I can break the situation, I will not hesitate to kill someone!

Secretly observing the body changes of the short security guard, I compared him with the exact same posture.

"There is no change in appearance. If you want to tell the difference intuitively, you can only look at the color of the tongue, so I can't open my mouth to speak later." I made up my mind, with a straight face, the tip of my tongue against the roof of my mouth, and quietly waited for what was about to come. Scary moments.

"Keep running?" Zhang Jiaqi walked up to me slowly and kicked my body: "Young and strong, you are the best material. I was ready to let you go, but you decided to get involved."

She bent down and picked up the mobile phone I had put aside for the underworld show, and put on a smiling face: "Hello everyone, don't panic, we are filming a movie, and this will be a movie that rewrites human history, and you They are all witnesses.”

"In terms of bragging, you are still one cup size away from the anchor."

"Don't all the actresses in this live broadcast room like to appear in pajamas? Little sister, it's time to lift your seal!"

"Since ancient times, ugly people have often caused mischief, but we are all people who have seen big scenes."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are there any midnight benefits? There is no withdrawal of troops. Pipi shrimp, let's go!"

The coquettishness of the friends made Zhang Jiaqi speechless: "Aren't you worried about your anchor?"

"I'm new here. Many anchors don't dare to talk to me because my name is too embarrassing."

Tieling Biaoye rewarded the super thriller live broadcast room with 999 coins: "Sister, add WeChat."

Teletubbies died of murder and rewarded 99 hell coins in the super thriller live broadcast room: "Do you have a Japanese name called Ohashi Miku?"

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The water friends who have followed me several times have been through many battles and are used to fear and horror. At this moment, let alone Zhang Jiaqi, even a bloody female ghost standing in front of the screen, they can all ask questions. Here are people's measurements.

Looking at the barrage on the screen, I almost couldn't hold my breath. I quickly relaxed, stopped using the chasing eyes, and looked away.

Zhang Jiaqi seemed to be quite interested in the live broadcast. After chatting for a while, she put her phone in her jacket pocket. She tilted her head and glanced at me: "Anchor, you are very popular. No one can speak to you."

She left with a smile, and no movement was seen on her part. Not long after, several bodies entered the classroom and dragged me and the short security guard away.

Zhang Jiaqi led the way, and I let the body drag me. I gently pressed one finger on the scalpel to prevent the blade from making any sound when it collided with the ground.

When I walked to the end of the passage, I turned two corners and saw the stairwell. Because this place was used to process fresh corpses and prepare specimens, students were strictly prohibited from entering. The internal architecture was very complex.

When I saw the stairs, I narrowed my eyes slightly. At this time, there was a great chance of running out, so I hesitated.

"Compared to being a deserter, the truth is more attractive to me." Relaxed my whole body, closed my mouth tightly, and I was roughly dragged to the second underground floor.

The second underground floor was even darker, and there were no lights in the corridor. Zhang Jiaqi also took out her mobile phone to light the way.

The smell of formalin in the air gradually disappeared, replaced by the strong smell of corpses and blood.

"Where is she taking me?"

Descending the bumpy stairs, Zhang Jiaqi came to a closed iron door. She knocked lightly on the door: "Teacher, the escaped security guard and the person who broke into the school tonight have been brought to you."

The door lock rang, and someone opened the door from inside.

A faint cold light shone through the crack of the door, and I could vaguely see the faint light emitted by various medical instruments inside the room.

"Get them in." The cold female voice had no emotion at all. Just hearing this voice made me feel a little cold.

"Okay." Zhang Jiaqi opened the iron door and dragged me and the short security guard inside.

The space inside is much larger than I imagined. It is a long and narrow corridor with four or five rooms on both sides, and there are little bits of light shining through each room.

"To be able to supply so many medical equipment at the same time, there should be an independent power supply here and pull the wires to generate electricity. This is not something that can be completed in a short time." I secretly observed the surroundings. There were shocking blood stains everywhere on the walls and floor tiles. Some of them were The blood stain is very old, like a sealed oil painting. When your fingertip touches it, it will make a "chuck" sound.

"Teacher, this young man is in good physical condition and can be saved until the end to replace the internal organs of the test subject."

"move in."

After a brief conversation, the two women stopped talking. They lifted me and the short security guard up and placed them on the cold operating table.

"Who is this young man?" A cold female voice came from beside me. I squinted my eyes and scanned with my peripheral vision, and I could only vaguely see that she was wearing a white coat and holding a bloody bandage in her hand.

Zhang Jiaqi told the woman what happened to me outside the school. When she finished speaking, the room fell into silence.

"Teacher, what do you think we should do with him?"

The cold female voice didn't reply for a long time: "He saw the thread-pulling Gu and the body, so we definitely can't let him out again. As for killing him, we need to think about it again."

"Teacher, this is such a perfect experimental material. It would be a pity to abandon it." Zhang Jiaqi's fingers slipped through the muscles of my arms and went down along the lines. I felt where her fingertips touched. There was no trace of warmth, only endless chill. Her fingertips were like sharp scalpels. They were not stroking at all, but planning how to cut and dissect the contents inside.

The white coat threw away the bandage in her hand and picked up the scalpel in the disinfectant. She was walking towards me when suddenly a boy ran across the corridor holding a huge glass bottle. You could faintly see a liquid soaked in the glass bottle. A dead cat.

Seeing the stupid boy, the tone of the white coat softened, and his eyes seemed to become gentle: "This young man is an innocent person. Unlike the security guard who stole the specimens, I have made too many mistakes for this experiment. I can't do it all at once." Wrong again and again.”

"Teacher, you have to think clearly. He is the most suitable material, and this person is particularly difficult to deal with. If he escapes..." Zhang Jiaqi's hands were still wandering around my body, her enthusiasm for experiments The degree seems to be stronger than that of his own teacher.

"Keep it for now." The white coat took out a syringe from the cabinet: "We will inject him with a large dose of anesthetic later."

Zhang Jiaqi picked up the syringe, glanced at me with some pity, and then looked back: "Teacher, why do you become soft-hearted every time you see that child? We are here for resurrection. With this as our big goal, what can't we do? Sacrifice?"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a loud "pop" sound outside the door. The boy hit something unknown, broke the glass jar in his hand, and started crying in the corridor.

The white coat put down the scalpel and walked out the door: "You don't understand, the first mistake I made started with this child. If I hadn't been seen by him when I was killing the cat, I wouldn't have done it at that time. If he had the idea of ​​using living people for experiments, he would not be locked up in a dark basement every day, nor would he become a fool who only knows red tongue and white tongue."