The air in the corridor froze into a nearly static solid, icy and dark and heavy, as if there was only a narrow trace of light left on the carpet in the entire space.
The faint smell of blood spreads in the nose, and the sweet and greasy rust smell fills the narrow space.
Mo Yi took a few steps forward, walked to the half-hidden door, and then slowly raised his hand to press on the door panel. Before he exerted much force, the door slid inward, and the light marks on the ground followed. It widened, enveloping him in the bright light of the room.
The smell of blood in the air became even stronger.
He looked into the room—
The yellowish light coated the exquisite marble statue in the room with a light layer of gold. Apart from the same luxury and luxury, the layout and decoration of the room had no similarities with Mo Yi's room.
Mo Yi's eyes fell on the high velvet bed in the center of the room. The outline of the bed was slightly raised. He took a few steps forward slowly, and his vision gradually became clearer.
I saw a woman in a silk nightgown lying on the bed, stretching out her two slender arms like a martyr.
The skin all over her body seemed to have been scorched by the fire, and it became scorched and dry, crumpled like a piece of dehydrated parchment, which formed a sharp color contrast with the light-colored nightdress on her body, which looked shocking and horrible
Mo Yi walked to the side of the bed, lowered his head and carefully identified it—fortunately, her facial features were still intact.
And this dead body was the new player he and Wen Chen met in the corridor tonight.
Mo Yi frowned, his light-colored lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and his dark eyes looked extraordinarily cold.
And at this moment, there was a piercing scream from behind: "Ah!!!"
Mo Yi was taken aback, turned his head to look behind him, and saw another player standing at the open door, covering his mouth and looking at him blankly, saying incoherently: "You... you... this..."
Her scream pierced and disturbed the long-quiet air in the ancient house. The sound of door hinges opening and closing and hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor. Other players followed the sound to find them. Gathered at the door.
The player just recovered from the panic just now, and big tears rolled down his cheeks, sobbing helplessly.
Zhao Nan separated from the crowd and walked forward, walked quickly to the bed, looked down at the pale corpse on the bed for a few seconds, then turned to look at the player who was still crying, and asked, "You found it?"
The rookie player shook his head while sobbing, and said:
"No... no, my room is... next door, I heard... there was a sound outside, and then I came out and saw that Xiaoyun's door was open."
She looked at Mo Yi with blurry tears, then stretched out her fingers tremblingly in his direction, and continued: "Then, then I saw him standing beside the bed... Then I saw... on the bed..."
She sobbed and couldn't continue, and everyone in the room looked in the direction her finger was pointing at, and the air fell silent for an instant, only the rookie player's uncontrollable sobs could be heard in the whole room.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Mo Yi's expression remained unchanged, he stepped forward and said:
"I heard someone crying in the room, so I ran out to have a look. I followed the sound to the door, and when I pushed it away, I found the body on the bed."
A discordant voice suddenly sounded from the crowd: "You said it lightly... Has anyone else heard the crying besides you? Who can prove it to you?"
The eyes of the players focused on the same point following the sound, and Mo Yi recognized that the person who made the sound was the man who extinguished the cigarette butt on the stair railing at the beginning of the dungeon—Mo Yi remembered that his name was Li Wang—and saw that he was a little He smiled frivolously and maliciously, and continued:
"Also, I remember you didn't seem to show up for dinner tonight? Would you mind telling us where you were?"
The eyes of everyone became alienated and suspicious in an instant, and there was a faint echoing voice from the crowd:
"Yes, I remember you came in in the middle of dinner."
"...Yeah yeah, I also have the impression..."
The sobbing player stopped crying at this moment, slowly stepped forward to the bedside, covered his mouth to stop himself from screaming, and said intermittently:
"Me, Xiaoyun and I are both newcomers, and we live next to each other, so we all acted together. I, I remember that at dinner today, shortly after Xiaoyun went out to go to the toilet, the two of them came in, and then Xiaoyun After coming back... the state has been wrong, always looking, looking in his direction, I asked her what happened and she didn't say... "
She could not go on, and began to sob softly.
The eyes of everyone looking at Mo Yi became more and more vigilant, and their eyes were full of fear and suspicion. In the dungeon where the mental pressure was extremely high, especially when one person had already died, everyone's spirits became tense, and they began to Subconsciously seize every opportunity to vent stress outwards.
Li Wang said maliciously: "What? Explain?"
From the beginning of this accusation, Mo Yi has been watching coldly, with a calm face without any emotional fluctuations.
After hearing Li Wang's words, Mo Yi just glanced at him indifferently, as if looking at a clown, and asked, "So... what do you doubt me about?"
There seemed to be dark waves hidden in those lightly swept eyes, like deep lakes and abysses. The invisible pressure and sense of deterrence made Li Wang take a step back involuntarily.
He was stunned for a long while before he realized that he had been frightened by the other party, so he took a step forward angrily and raised his voice, "Of course!"
As soon as the voice came out, it was blocked by Mo Yi's next understatement: "You look at the dead body on the bed again, do you really think I can do it?"
Li Wang was choked for a moment. He was standing behind the crowd just now, and he really didn't see the dark and strange appearance of the corpse on the bed, but now that the matter has come to an end, he doesn't want to show a shrinking and cowardly look, so he raised his voice, He bluffed and shouted: "Who knows if you are a real player? Maybe it's a ghost who got in with us?"
Mo Yi couldn't help but feel a little funny:
"If I were a ghost, would I stay until I was discovered after killing someone, and then let myself bear all the doubts?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his slender fingers and pressed them on his lips, stared deeply at Li Wang, with a slight smile on his lips, and said softly:
"... If I were really a ghost, I would hide in the crowd when everyone was gathered together, and then guide the public opinion among the crowd, taking the opportunity to push all the suspicions on the first person who found the body, Then let the players doubt each other and mess themselves up... "
Mo Yi's voice was soft and deep, and the words were clear and piercing. Li Wanghuan looked at the eyes of other people who gradually became alienated and frightened, and finally couldn't help but panic. He jumped and shouted:
"You, you fucking shut up! You're just framing me!"
Mo Yi raised his eyebrows, and his face showed an unmistakable surprise: "Do you think I'm talking about you? How is it possible?"
His face still looked calm and gentle, and he said lightly: "People who can come up with such a plan will not be too stupid."
Li Wang's face gradually turned red, he gasped and looked at Mo Yi, the blood in his eyes gradually spread, and he trembled with anger: "You... you say I'm stupid?!"
He clenched his fists and hit Mo Yi: "Are you fucking saying I'm stupid—"
His fist was easily intercepted by a hand in mid-air, and his slender, pale and bony fingers quietly clenched the fist with bulging veins, no matter how tense and trembling the muscles on that arm were due to exertion , can't make any progress.
Wen Chen stared at Li Wang with a cold expression, and slowly tightened his fingers—
The ear-piercing sound of bones rubbing against each other sounded in the silent room, which made one's teeth ache.
He said coldly, "Apologize."
Li Wang's face turned pale from the agitated crimson just now, large drops of sweat slid down his distorted facial features, and painful moans overflowed from his clenched teeth. He trembled and finally screamed uncontrollably :
"Ahh - let go! I, I was wrong!! Please let go!!"
Wen Chen stared at him unmoved, his light-colored beast-like pupils narrowed slightly, containing an unbearable danger and sharpness.
His fingers continued to tighten, and the room was filled with Li Wang's painful howls.
It wasn't until Mo Yitong couldn't listen any longer, and stretched out his hand to press Wen Chen's cold palm hanging by his side, that he let go of his fingers.
The moment Wen Chen let go of his fingers, Li Wang's body seemed to have lost the only support and fell to the ground in an instant. His whole body was soaked in sweat, and he held his arm tremblingly. His fingers were already red and swollen. twisted in a strange direction.
There was a dead silence in the room.
At this moment, Zhao Nan broke the deadlock, stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "Oh, actually, there's no need for everyone to be so deadlocked."
He turned his head to look at Mo Yi, and said in a good voice: "Actually, none of us doubted your intentions, but just wanted to know where you went during dinner. Since you have no suspicion, why don't you tell us, just to get rid of it?" Everyone's doubts, isn't it a win-win situation?"
Zhao Nan's words were soft but hard, and the other players also looked at Mo Yi, waiting for his explanation.
Mo Yi stared at them with dark eyes.
In fact, he didn't really mind sharing the clues he found, but...whether it was watching the drama and letting go when he attacked him just now, or the secret pressure and questioning now, he was really upset.
Mo Yi raised the corners of his lips, a short-lived smile appeared on his cold face, then he stretched out his hand to pull Wen Chen who was standing aside, and branded a kiss on his lips.
He let go of Wen Chen, turned his head to look at the stunned players in the room, and said coldly: "Of course I went to make out with my boyfriend."
Zhao Nan's face turned blue and red, he looked away in embarrassment, and said incoherently:
"Ah, so... haha... ha..."
In the end, the party ended badly.
Back in his room, after closing the door, Mo Yi reached out and took out a small folded note from his pocket——
When those players were surrounding the crying newcomer just now, he took the opportunity to retreat to a corner of the room, and then touched the note behind the frame of the oil painting near the door.
The same yellowed texture, and the same handwriting.