At this moment, Mo Yi's watch made a slight "beep sound", pulling him back from his thoughts to reality.
He blinked and looked down at the dial:
Ten minutes to five.
In order to prevent himself from missing the time, Mo Yi specially set a reminder ten minutes before the end of free time.
Although the rules above the ground do not apply below the ground, if you don't go back after dinner, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of other players.
Plus... Mo Yi felt that he needed to meet Song Qi.
He lowered his eyes, piled the documents he had read aside, stood up, took a deep look inside the room for the last time, then turned and walked out.
Even if it wasn't the first time I saw it, the room full of dried blood was still shocking.
Mo Yi turned away his eyes and walked sideways through the narrow gap between the beds.
Without paying attention, his knee slammed into a hard and cold metal edge. Mo Yi gasped in pain and looked down.
I saw a small bed lying on its back on the ground, with four metal legs facing the sky in a daze - it was it that hit Mo Yi's knee.
Mo Yi frowned tightly, the numbness on his knees had gradually disappeared, but a coolness flashed across his heart.
He remembered that none of the beds were overturned when he came in.
There was a small bloody handprint printed on the four-legged bedboard, different from other black and old bloodstains in this room, this handprint was bright red in the middle of the bedboard, with a clear outline.
As if it had just been printed.
Mo Yi's back felt cold for a while, and he couldn't help but look to his side.
Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette—a brown, gray teddy bear, sitting upright on the bed behind him, looking at him with two intact black eyes .
Mo Yi regained his concentration and quickly looked in that direction.
The little bear has disappeared.
Only an inconspicuous indentation was left on the dirty bed sheet where the blood had dried up.
Mo Yi was startled, his eyes gradually became serious, and deep thought flashed in his eyes.
Before, he always thought that this teddy bear was the incarnation of the ghost in this dungeon, and it was a "sign of death".
After all, he had seen a flash of the teddy bear before he was in danger, as had the second victim before he died.
However, what happened in the dollhouse somewhat subverted his previous views.
Going back and reconnecting what happened earlier, a completely different theory surfaced.
What if... this teddy bear is actually a reminder
Its appearance warns the player of the existence of danger, and even prompts the emergence of new clues for the player.
If this guess is true, why is it doing this
Mo Yi frowned in bewilderment, with sporadic and broken conjectures swirling in his mind.
He looked down at his watch—five minutes before the bell rang.
No time to double check.
After Mo Yi marked the bed where the teddy bear had appeared, he hurried out of the passage.
As soon as he closed the iron door again, the harsh metal bell rang.
Mo Yi pulled the blanket that was rolled up to the side, and hastily covered the iron gate on the ground, then stood up and walked quickly to the dining room.
The other players basically arrived one after another.
Mo Yi quickly scanned the crowd, but found that Song Qi was not among them.
He lined up full of doubts and walked to the meal distribution table.
Today's dinner was exactly the same as yesterday's, rough and dry black bread and cloudy water, this time the water was the same as usual, greasy and smelled of dust, it seemed even harder to drink than before.
Mo Yi noticed that although most people were not very willing this time, they still filled some water and took it away.
He lowered his eyes lightly, walked to the front of the stage, and received the same amount of food and water as yesterday.
After Mo Yi turned around, he couldn't help being taken aback.
Song Qi was standing not far away, looking paler than before, and even lost the faint blood on his lips.
He put one hand in his trouser pocket, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked straight at Mo Yi.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, the two walked to the table together and sat down.
They tacitly did not mention each other's whereabouts during free time today.
Mo Yi chewed the dry black bread with some tastelessness, the shadow of his eyelashes hung down on his calm face, looking a little unpredictable.
He didn't trust Song Qi.
There are too many mysteries in this person, which makes him unable to avoid suspicion.
However, Mo Yi had to admit that since entering the dungeon, Song Qi did not do anything to harm him, and he was quite protective of him in words and actions, and even saved his life.
He subconsciously turned his wrist, and it seemed that there was still a burning pain on it, imprinted on the flesh, throbbing and throbbing.
Song Qi's deep voice came from beside his ear:
"What, does it still hurt?"
Hearing the sound, Mo Yi raised his head, and saw Song Qi was staring at him with narrowed eyes that were as light as mist. There was not much expression on his sharp face, but there was a little well-hidden concern overflowing from the depths of his eyes.
Mo Yi smiled, shook his head lightly, lowered his head and ate the bread in his hands, then patted the bread crumbs on his hands, and stood up.
He whispered a sentence in Song Qi's ear:
"You come with me."
Mo Yi put his hand on Song Qi's shoulder and patted it lightly, but unexpectedly felt the muscles on Song Qi's shoulder suddenly tense under his palm.
The two left the restaurant one after the other.
As soon as he went out, the light dimmed instantly, and the dilapidated and old corridor was well illuminated by the dim wall lamp, making it look even more gloomy and gloomy.
Mo Yi didn't speak, and walked straight to the corridor where the dean's office was located.
He is forced to participate in this weird escape game, and the only way to escape is to get enough points, and if he wants to get points, he must complete the hidden tasks in the dungeon.
Fortunately, the difficulty of this dungeon is relatively low, and after half the game time, he already has clues to the hidden mission.
From just now until now, what Mo Yi has been struggling with is whether to let Song Qi share the points with him
If he had no doubts from the beginning, Mo Yi would naturally not be stingy, but Song Qi was full of doubts, so he had to hesitate a bit.
But now, Mo Yi has made up his mind.
Mo Yi stretched out his hand and lightly touched his tightly wrapped wrist—no matter how suspicious Song Qi was, the affection for saving his life must be paid back.
Just as he walked into the corridor, Mo Yi suddenly realized that Song Qi hadn't followed.
He turned his head with some doubts, and saw Song Qi standing at the entrance of the corridor, half of his face was hidden in the darkness caused by the light, his long eyelashes covered his light-colored pupils, so he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.
Is it because you are worried about what happened last time
Mo Yi frowned indiscriminately, and said, "It's okay, I've been here when I was free and active just now, it's safe, don't worry."
Song Qi raised his eyes to look at him, with unknown emotions flickering in his eyes, he remained silent.
Suddenly raised the corners of his lips, showing a smile: "Okay."
After finishing speaking, he took a step and walked in.
Mo Yi turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief: just now he thought for a moment that Song Qi would still make excuses like before.
The two of them walked towards the depths according to the faint light in the corridor.
Mo Yi squatted down and groped on the ground.
Song Qi stepped forward, knelt down beside him, and lifted the blanket for him.
He turned his face sideways and said, "Your hand is hurt, I'll help you."
After lifting the blanket, Song Qi easily pulled up the iron gate on the ground, and the two walked down one after the other.
The stale and filthy air underground has dissipated a little, but the dusty environment and the dank smell of stale blood are still very uncomfortable.
Mo Yi rubbed his nose, restrained his urge to sneeze, and walked straight to the second room inside.
He quickened his pace and walked to the small bed where the teddy bear he had marked appeared, then lowered his body and searched carefully on the entire bed.
Mo Yi lifted the bed sheet stained with coagulated blood, and searched the mattress inch by inch, looking for any secrets hidden in it. He even lifted the bed board and inspected it carefully. But he still didn't find anything beyond his expectations.
Mo Yi stopped, looked at the messy bed turned over in front of him, frowned and thought about what he left behind.
At this moment, a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind, Mo Yi was startled, and subconsciously murmured out:
“…under your bones, beneath your skin… ?”
Mo Yi's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at the small bed in front of him again, then tentatively lifted a corner of the bed, barely stuck it on his arm, and then put his other hand under the bedpost—
Sure enough, the metal bedpost was hollow inside.
The light in Mo Yi's eyes became brighter, and he groped for the four bedposts of the small bed one by one in the same way. Finally, he found a rolled up note in the gap between the bedposts at the head of the small bed.
This note is more worn and dirty than other notes.
Mo Yi unfolded the note, and saw an empty gallows drawn with crayons on it, and several English letters with different gaps were written below.
— Now there is still a villain missing.
He pursed his lips, raised his head, his eyes wandered around the room, and finally landed on the overturned little bed.
The small bloody handprints looked shocking.
Mo Yi hooked his lips.
He knew where to look.