Mo Yi walked out of the hall.
The walls around me became filthy, covered with dust and damp mold, and the dust fell down. The wall lamps hung crookedly on the walls, about to fall, and the light emitted became weaker and weaker. .
Mo Yi turned on the flashlight, and with the pale beam of light, he walked over the bones and debris blocking the road on the ground with difficulty.
Fortunately, the lights in the hall were still on with difficulty, emitting flickering light from time to time.
Mo Yi quickened his pace.
Seemingly hearing his footsteps, Song Qi and Wang Zezhi turned their heads to look at him at the same time.
Wang Zezhi's eyebrows and eyes were a little bit happy, he pushed his glasses, and said with some excitement:
"The side mission is completed! Next, we only need to wait until the time is over before we can go out."
Song Qi didn't say anything, just took a step forward, a pair of light-colored pupils stared at Mo Yi closely, and the sharp facial lines were slightly soft.
Mo Yi pursed his lips and said:
"Do you remember what I told you about the teddy bear who kept giving us clues?"
Wang Zezhi was stunned for two seconds, apparently not quite understanding why Mo Yi raised this question at this juncture, but he still nodded.
Mo Yi looked up at him deeply:
"The owner of that doll...is not among these bodies."
Wang Zezhi frowned, subconsciously pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and replied, "Well...but the side mission is completed, isn't it? Maybe it's enough for you to find most of the corpses by default? After all, this dungeon is not too difficult."
What he said made sense.
Mo Yi nodded slightly, then shook his head again, but did not answer.
He stood still in place, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his dark eyes were full of thoughts. He was slowly patrolling the entire hall. There was no trace of blood on his pale cheeks, and he looked like a ghost.
Wang Ze was stunned, and was about to say something, when Song Qi turned his head and glanced at him lightly. Although the other party didn't speak, Wang Zezhi clearly saw a few words written in the other party's eyes:
Don't bother him.
Wang Zezhi closed his mouth obediently, but still couldn't help but glance at Mo Yi who was still staring at the same spot from the corner of his eye, with traces of doubt deep in his eyes.
- The countdown of this dungeon is coming to an end, and the side mission has also been completed.
They uncovered the true face of the orphanage, and also found the bodies of the orphans... Isn't this the end
And Mo Yi was lost in thought at the moment.
In his heart, he integrated the clues and doubts he had obtained along the way in this dungeon, while diverging his thoughts and thinking.
What the hell is he missing
Too many mysteries remain unsolved, too many questions remain unanswered.
Therefore, although the sub-quests in this dungeon showed that they had been completed, Mo Yi felt more and more uneasy in his heart.
It seemed that the abyss called Uncertainty opened its huge dark mouth in front of him, grinning coldly at him, waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.
Mo Yi subconsciously pursed the corners of his lips, forcing himself to focus on the most urgent issue at the moment.
—Why aren't the brothers' skeletons on the ceiling
Why is it that the bodies of the two were not found, but the side mission showed that it was completed
His instinct told him that this would be the breaking point of the whole problem.
Mo Yi sorted out every clue left by the teddy bear in his heart, as well as all the materials about the two brothers that he turned over: a small poem, a file, and several puzzles.
Suddenly, Mo Yi seemed to think of something, he froze for a moment, then raised his head.
Thanatos.
Whether it is Greek or Hebrew mythology, there are countless pairs of famous brothers in each mythology, so why did the person who wrote the puzzle choose Thanatos and Hypnos This pair is not special even in Greek mythology The famous twin gods, come to give him a hint
When he was underground, he was too focused on the symbol behind Thanatos, but he didn't think about why the other party chose Thanatos as a symbol.
The more famous title of Thanatos is Death.
He and his brother Hypnos, the god of sleep, were responsible for transporting the bodies of the dead at nightfall.
Mo Yi's heart suddenly shuddered.
A strange but reasonable explanation was slowly drawn up in his mind.
Mo Yi's gaze was somewhat complicated. He took a few steps into the hall, then stood still in front of Wang Zezhi, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moistened his dry throat, and said:
"The completion of the side mission of the orphanage is to find the remains of other victims, right?"
Wang Zezhi nodded because he didn't know, and replied uncertainly: "According to the current situation, it should be like this."
Mo Yi's voice lowered a few degrees, and a slight resonance in the air was aroused in the empty hall:
"What if the system judged that our side mission was completed because... it judged that the two brothers were the perpetrators?"
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wang Zezhi's back instantly.
The more he thought about it, the more likely this inference was: if the brothers were really the judged perpetrators, then what they found were the bodies of all the victims, and the side mission was naturally judged successful.
At this moment, in the depths of the corridor, the sound of extremely steady and deep footsteps sounded from far to near.
Slow applause sounded, and a man's voice came from the darkness: "A wonderful inference."
Everyone was shocked and looked towards the source of the sound.
I saw a man slowly stepping out of the dilapidated and twisted corridor, his face illuminated by the dimly flickering lights in the hall.
Wang Zezhi lost his voice: "Zhao Yicheng?!"
Mo Yi squinted his eyes, and his long eyelashes concealed the seriousness in his eyes—no, not Zhao Yicheng. Although he had the same face and clothes, his expressions, movements, and even his temperament had all undergone great changes. His face was gray and his eyes were dull, just like the newcomer who was possessed.
Another one following behind him verified Mo Yi's conjecture.
His clothes were stained with half-dried blood, and half of his face was covered with blood scabs. The unrecognizable man held a black gun barrel in his hand. His face was numb and stiff. He was the "doctor" locked underground by him and Wang Zezhi. .
Victim and perpetrator finally officially meet.
And, behind the scenes.
Mo Yi grabbed Song Qi's palm hanging by his side, and wrote a few words in his palm.
Then he let go of his hand as if nothing had happened, and stared at "Zhao Yicheng" standing on the other side of the hall.
"Zhao Yicheng" twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile:
"The group of little bedbugs who have been suppressing me and not letting me move are finally...how to put it, "released" by you. I can finally move around now. Thank you for your help."
His voice was hoarse, as if he had been scorched by flames: "Now, you will stay forever."
At this moment, Mo Yi suddenly raised his voice and asked, "Where are Albert and Aaron?"
"Zhao Yicheng" moved his stiff head, looked at Mo Yi with a pair of dull eyes, and then slowly revealed a poisonous snake-like smile:
"I can't move. Of course I have to find a pretense to let you complete the task. Wouldn't two helpless orphans be the best bait?" Before he finished speaking, a thin figure of a child appeared in the corridors on both sides. .
Their limbs and heads seemed to be hung by strings, standing like puppets in the darkness, their faces and figures could not be seen clearly, but those who watched them couldn't help but feel chills all over their bodies.
Wang Zezhi's mind was in a mess, as if the sky had collapsed: the note and the teddy bear...are they traps? All bait? They were designed by the ghost of this orphanage in the first place? !
At this moment, Mo Yi's cold and clear voice came from beside him. Even at this time, his tone was still calm and calm, as if nothing could disturb his mood:
"After killing all the orphans, it's hard to clean up the mess. Even if you have an entire basement for massacres and dismemberment, it's not a small project to transport so many corpses up and hide them on the ceiling."
"Zhao Yicheng"'s smile restrained a little, and he turned his eyes to stare at Mo Yi, without answering.
Mo Yi continued on his own: "According to the files I read, these two brothers have stayed here the longest and are also the oldest. It is the best choice to help dispose of the corpse, let alone after the transportation is over. It can be dealt with directly afterwards, and there is no need to worry about the secret being leaked."
The face of "Zhao Yicheng" was stained with anger: "So what? They are my puppets when they are alive, and they are also after death."
Mo Yi smiled: "If this is the case, why would they secretly ask us for help?"
The closer to the end of the dungeon time, the more frequent the notes appeared, the person on it changed from "me" to "us", and the same sentences appeared repeatedly, with shorter intervals between each one—until the last one Behind the note, there is a clear call for help: "help us".
save us.
The eyebrows and eyes of "Zhao Yicheng" became more sinister, he smiled: "It's just..."
Mo Yi interrupted his unfinished words, and continued in a cold tone: "If that's really the case, why would they secretly remind me where their bodies are hiding?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crisp "Kala" sound behind him!
Song Qi did not know when he slowly moved to the edge of the gate, bent down, and stuck his fingers into the rotten floor under the beams where the hanged corpses were hanging before, and suddenly lifted—
Dust flew up, revealing two white skeletons below the ground.
— Mo Yi was stalling for time just now!
"Zhao Yicheng" turned pale with shock, and said to the people standing behind him, "Kill them!"
The person behind raised the black gun barrel with a numb expression. At this moment, the souls of the two puppet-like children stood up normally as if the control line had been cut off, and then rushed towards the holding gun. A man with a gun!
There was a loud "bang", and the gunshot missed.
With a howl, a large number of blood beads suddenly spread from the doctor's body, and the whole person seemed to be dehydrated and slumped on the dusty ground.
"Zhao Yicheng" calmed down at this moment.
He straightened his somewhat messy collar, and showed a neat smile: "You haven't found any bystanders yet, have you?"
Mo Yi was startled.
"Zhao Yicheng" stared at him coldly, his expression seemed to be under control: "The moment you complete the side mission, you will no longer be able to escape."
Before he finished speaking, the walls of the entire orphanage began to twist!
Pulsating like a living thing, smiling faces appeared on the wall. The chuckle that Mo Yi had heard before was amplified and echoed in everyone's ears strangely.
— The orphanage itself is a bystander!
Before Mo Yi recovered from the shock, he heard Song Qi not far away shouting loudly: "Open the door!"
"Zhao Yicheng" followed the sound and looked towards the source of the sound, but the gloomy smile on his face suddenly froze. He seemed to be seeing Song Qi for the first time. He stared fearfully at Song Qi's light-colored pupils, uncharacteristically big. Turn pale:
"… you?"
Song Qi showed him an arrogant and cold smile.
Mo Yi regained his composure and rushed to the gate!
The voice of "Zhao Yicheng" almost shifted: "Stop him!"
Countless tentacles split from the wall, entangled towards Mo Yi!
But it was too late.
The door was flung open, and endless mist, thick enough to be almost solid, poured in.
Mo Yi heard a small child's voice in his ear just before his vision was engulfed by fog:
"Thanks."
[Thank you]