The shudder spread from the bottom of my heart, from head to toe.
The blood in a cavity was almost frozen, and the terrifying silence overwhelmed people with panic, and only humming white noise could be heard in their ears.
Mo Yi was terrified, his adrenaline soared so high that his vision blurred.
He blinked laboriously.
Turn around slowly.
Following his movements, the white beam of light from the flashlight flickered on the wall, and shone directly behind him—
Under the pale light, I saw an old teddy bear leaning against the wall, sitting upright on the ground.
Sparse brown down, shaky limbs, head grotesquely tilted.
It sat where the child was standing in the picture, staring straight at Mo Yi with the only remaining black eye.
Mo Yi held his breath involuntarily, his heart was beating violently as if being clenched by a pair of invisible hands.
The huge pressure oppressed the nerves, and beads of sweat could not help but ooze from his forehead.
Suddenly, Mo Yi seemed to think of something.
He moved his Adam's apple, his dry throat was burning like a fire, and then he walked towards the teddy bear.
This time it didn't disappear, but stood there quietly like a real dead thing.
Mo Yi stopped two steps away from the teddy bear, and slowly stretched his stiff and cold fingers into his pocket.
The icy thing with rounded edges bit hard against his fingertips.
He took a deep breath and squatted down.
His fingers trembled a little - Mo Yi had to squeeze his fingers hard to calm himself down.
Then, he took the thing out of his pocket.
Mo Yi stared at it, the black smooth surface gleamed faintly under the light of the flashlight.
Then, he reached over and placed it in the empty eye socket of the teddy bear.
—A perfect fit.
Mo Yi paused, and let go of his hand, but found that after his hand left, the teddy bear's eyeballs stayed in place safely, as if they had never fallen down.
He took a long breath.
It was only then that I realized that the finger holding the flashlight was completely stiff, and my cold palm was soaked with sweat, making it almost impossible to move.
The teddy bear stared at Mo Yi quietly with its complete black eyes.
At this moment, one of its teetering arms seemed to be finally unable to withstand the pull of gravity, and fell down.
The pale yellow cotton stuffing spilled pitifully.
A corner of the paper inside the teddy bear's body was exposed.
Mo Yi paused, stretched out his palm, and carefully pulled out the piece of paper.
Under the light of the flashlight, Mo Yi unfolded it carefully, and the fine cotton wool fluttered with his movements, scattered and fell slowly.
On the yellowed piece of paper, a crooked treasure map was drawn with childish handwriting.
The path above is somewhat familiar, and it seems to overlap with the guide map of the entire orphanage.
Mo Yi was taken aback, pursed his lips, and subconsciously looked at his feet.
It was empty there.
The teddy bear was gone again.
Mo Yi put the note in his pocket, and finally turned around the whole room with the flashlight, then turned his head and walked out of the dollhouse.
The long-lost light made Mo Yi relax a little, he let out a long breath, and found that the clothes on his back were completely wet, and there was a trace of coolness in the cold corridor.
Just then, there was a "bang" from behind.
Mo Yi was startled, and turned his head to look, only to see that the door of the toy house was slammed shut.
He tried to reach out to twist it, but found that the door had been locked from the inside.
Mo Yi felt a chill in his heart.
He let go of the palm of the doorknob, then quickened his pace and walked towards the hall.
Mo Yi has not fully recovered from the shocking moment just now.
After wandering around the hall aimlessly for a few times, he came back to his senses, only to find that he had already returned to his room.
Mo Yi looked down at his watch.
It's just ten past two o'clock, and it's still early for the next time node on the timetable.
Mo Yi stood at the door of his room hesitantly, after thinking for a while, he sat on the bed, then reached out his hand and took out the note from his trousers pocket.
The note was no more than half the size of a palm, and a few simple lines were drawn on it with crooked strokes. At the end of the line, a big cross was made with a bright red crayon.
Mo Yi turned the note over and saw a line written on it:
“COME AND GET ME”
After combining the map of the entire orphanage with this treasure map in his brain, Mo Yi couldn't help being startled.
The part with the red cross happened to be in the depths of the corridor of the dean's room.
Unpleasant memories of being in the dean's room came back to mind.
Mo Yi touched his neck subconsciously.
Even though it had been nearly a day, the shocking wrinkle on his neck still didn't go away much, and it even became red and swollen, with a long and bruised streak, and it was still aching with burning pain. Even with the cover of the collar, it still couldn't completely cover up that trace.
Mo Yi put down his palm, his dark eyes were calm and deep, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a small, bright light burning.
He carefully refolded the note, put it back in his pocket, stood up, and walked towards the door.
Suddenly, Mo Yi stopped in front of the door, frowning in confusion.
His dilemma now is not whether to find the truth...
It was about whether to go with Song Qi.
It stands to reason that he is a senior recruited by Jiang Yuanrou, so he should be trustworthy, and taking him with him can increase the survival rate a lot.
Mo Yi pursed his lips, and squeezed his thin and weak arms, feeling a little depressed for a while.
However, there are too many doubts about Song Qi.
The cooperation between the two has cast a shadow from the very beginning, and the further this shadow goes, the more difficult it is for him to ignore.
Mo Yi didn't know whether to trust this person.
Maybe... he could try again
Mo Yi made up his mind and walked out, but in the next second, his eyes flickered in a daze.
He didn't know which room Song Qi was in.
So, Mo Yi walked the corridor from the beginning to the end, but he still didn't find Song Qi's figure.
If you look any further, it may attract unnecessary attention from others.
Therefore, Mo Yi had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing to search for Song Qi, and walked along the instructions of the treasure map to the corridor where the dean's office was located.
The light in the dark corridor was dim. After checking the batteries in his flashlight for the last time, Mo Yi took a deep breath, spread his legs, and walked deep into the corridor.
There was an overwhelmed "creak" sound of wooden boards underfoot, which was particularly noticeable in the silent and dark corridor.
The further you go in, the deeper it becomes.
It's almost palpitatingly quiet.
When passing by the dean's room, Mo Yi paused involuntarily.
He turned his head to look at the number plate covered with thick dust on the wooden door. What happened inside this door is still vivid in his memory.
Mo Yi calmed down his breathing, turned around, turned on the flashlight, and continued walking inward.
His shadow was re-projected onto the dark green wallpaper by the dim wall lamps installed on both sides of the wall, making him look like a ghostly figure.
The crooked ceiling and walls of the hallway formed an uncomfortable angle, constricting like a throat.
Mo Yi walked forward silently, at this moment, he froze and stopped slowly.
The beam of the flashlight hit a wall—there was no way ahead.
Mo Yi turned his head and looked behind him in disbelief. The dean's room that he had just passed was still standing not far away, and the hall at the end of the corridor was shining with a faint light.
He turned his head, and the light of the flashlight shone on the solid wall, clearly illuminating the lines of the dark green wallpaper on it, and those water stains and dirt marks could not be hidden under the pale light.
Mo Yi stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pushed the wall, then bent his fingers and tapped.
real.
It means... In this corridor, there is only one room, the dean's room
Mo Yi frowned tightly.
This is too weird, not just the fact that one room takes up an entire corridor, but... this orphanage is incomplete.
He thought that the parts that were not found elsewhere should be in this corridor, but when there is nothing here, things are very strange.
Where does the nurse live? Where is the utility room
Mo Yi walked around the open space undaunted, groping around the walls.
nothing.
He frowned, standing there wondering where he had gone wrong.
But it is clear that the instructions on the treasure map are here.
Mo Yi took a step forward and suddenly stopped: he seemed to have noticed something was wrong.
Since just now, he has never heard the creaking sound of his footsteps on the wooden floor.
Mo Yi squatted down and lightly touched the ground with his fingers.
It is smooth and flat, without thorns, and there is no gap between the shadows of wood and wood.
Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he touched the gap between the ground and the wall, and something hard bit his fingertips.
He stroked and slowly tore open a narrow gap.
Then give it a hard pull!
Dust was flying all over the sky, and a carpet that was attached to the ground was lifted off, revealing the face underneath.
The black, hard iron door lay on the ground, smooth as new, as if it had not been abandoned for many years, quietly waiting for the arrival of the next person.