Lian Susu was startled, and hurriedly reprimanded: "What are you laughing at?"
Shui Miao stopped laughing, and she suddenly sat up straight, her hair covering her eyes, so she couldn't see her face clearly.
Originally, Shui Miao's hair was a shawl with a long slanted flowing sea, which looked sassy and beautiful, but now her straight hair covered her entire face like a madman, and her hair was disheveled, causing Lian Susu to think of something. Female ghosts in horror movies, such as Gaya.
With a bang, Lian Susu almost fell off the chair, she pushed the lunch box in front of her away: "Shui, Shui Miao?"
She did not dare to approach Shui Miao at all, and was afraid that if she chose to stay away from Shui Miao, she would be madly abused by netizens watching the live broadcast. In the end, she had to choose a compromise method, stood up, and asked worriedly: "Are you alright? ?What’s wrong with you?"
Shuimiao turned a deaf ear, she threw down her chopsticks at the lunch box, and suddenly reached out to cover her eyes: "Ah, hee hee hee hee."
The first sound can be said to be a scream, which is a heart-piercing call, but this scream only lasted for a moment, and the next second Shui Miao immediately let out a strange laugh.
Lian Susu felt chills all over her body. She didn't look like Shui Miao was joking, but she didn't dare to go there, for fear that her frightened ugly appearance would spread all over the Internet in the next second.
"Someone, director? Where's the staff?" Lian Susu shouted at the outside, standing not too far from Shui Miao, approaching cautiously, "Shui Miao? , the pressure is too high, why don't you take a rest?"
Shui Miao suddenly made a hoarse voice: "It hurts."
"What hurts? Where does it hurt?" Lian Susu asked inexplicably. She began to look anxiously at the entrance of the passage and said to the brooch, "Why isn't there anyone from the show team? Someone, something happened!"
She no longer doubted that Shui Miao was acting. Just now, she could hear the incomparable pain in the other party's voice. If Shui Miao had this kind of acting skills, she would have been popular all over the country, and she didn't need to be criticized all the time. .
Shui Miao covered her eyes and refused to let go, her body was shaky beside the table: "Eyes, eyes hurt!"
"Why aren't there people from the show crew? Even if it's a fully closed variety show, don't be like this, right?"
No matter how much Lian Susu was jealous of her at the beginning, she couldn't leave her alone now. She stretched out her hand to help her, but Shui Miao clearly rejected her and repeated her words: "It hurts, it hurts. , I hurt so much...!"
Lian Susu's hand holding her was so stiff in mid-air, just now, because she was so close, she not only heard the "pain" from Shui Miao's mouth, but also heard another mixed in the other party's words. In the voice, a subtle laughter.
She widened her eyes and looked around in a panic, trying to identify the source of the sound, and finally locked the destination on Shui Miao herself.
"Pain, hee hee, pain, hee hee..."
The two sounds looped back and forth without interruption.
Lian Susu saw a smiling face on the inside of Shui Miao's arm covering her eyes.
It was a simple smiley face, the face was an irregular circle, the two small circles acted as eyes, and the raised bracket was the mouth, which was often seen in the outside world.
But Lian Susu clearly heard the laughter that came from this smiling face.
"Shui Miao, you..."
Lian Susu stepped back and bumped into three chairs at once. There was a severe pain in her knees, but she had no time to care about other things.
It's been so long, the show crew should have arrived long ago, but aside from Shui Miao's cry, the passage leading to the outside is still as quiet as ever, as if this canteen, no, it's the entire prison, there are only the two of them. .
No, impossible, right
Lian Susu couldn't care about Shui Miao anymore. She took out her communicator and quickly turned on the broadcaster. If the program group didn't care about them, at least there would still be viewers? If someone sees it, they will call the police-
[Starting so soon? It seems that I can't bear it this time.]
[Not enough, not enough, I want to see more fear, I want to watch foreplay.]
[Ha, no one will come to save you even if you break your throat.]
[I want to laugh too, hee hee hee.]
What the hell is going on in this live room? Both she and the agent were deceived? !
Lian Susu slipped her hand, and the communicator fell directly to the ground. The barrage on it was still swiping frantically, but she had no intention of picking it up. Her hands kept shaking, and she took out her mobile phone from her pocket to call the agent. .
Just as soon as she unlocked it, she crashed, because the phone displayed brightly: No signal.
Even Susu is still waiting for the broadcast, but she still can't make calls, and the same goes for text messages or WeChat.
In the entire cafeteria, there was only Shui Miao, who looked like a psychopath, and that smiling face. For some reason, Shui Miao didn't raise her head, but Lian Susu only felt that the smiling face on the inside of her arm was staring at her.
She couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't even scream, she turned her head over Shui Miao's side, and ran to the place where she came in, trying to find an exit and go out.
"Can anyone hear? Who knows where the exit is?" After coming out of the cafeteria, Lian Susu didn't go back to the room, but kept walking in the prison. She felt her throat was dry, but she didn't dare to Going back, she has to find the exit and get out of here.
But no one ever responded to her, even Susu cried and made trouble, but in the end she could only accept it, went back to her room, and took a short rest.
The day after the reincarnator came in.
Xiao Li was awakened by the laughter next door. He opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and the memories of last night flooded into his mind.
Before he could think about what happened in the next room, Xiao Li pressed his temples and tried to recall the shadow he saw last night, but he couldn't recall it. It was as if the memory was erased by an eraser. The jailer looked at each other and forced back to bed as if hypnotized.
He didn't remember what the jailer looked like or any clues, so he slept until dawn.
Is this the reason why this ruling prison can maintain order even though no other personnel are there? It does not need to have a high force value, it only needs to have such a special ability to be invincible.
Even Xiao Li guessed that not only at night, as long as the "prisoner" made some outrageous actions, these prison guards who were hidden in the dark would appear and use themselves to make the "prisoner" go back to sleep.
I just don't know that this outrageous move does not include this mission: jailbreak.
… Well, ninety-nine percent is definitely included.
Xiao Li lowered his head and asked Tan Li, who was lying beside the pillow: "Did you see the face of the jailer last night?"
The doll shook his head 180 degrees, put his hands together and put it to his ear, indicating that he would also fall asleep with him.
So its abilities are also useful to ghosts...
Xiao Li wanted to get off the edge of the bed, but for some reason, there was a slight pain in his back. No, not so much pain, it was as if a schoolbag was on his back, but when he stood up completely, that part The weight is gone again.
He turned his hand behind his back, touched the middle of his back, and looked at the half mirror in the sink in the room.
The mirror covered with yellow dots vaguely reflected the thin back of the young man, and the shoulder blades protruded slightly outward, like a pair of butterflies with wings ready to fly. There were no ghosts or heavy objects that Xiao Li imagined pressing on them.
He looked at Tan Li, the puppet looked serious, and continued to shake his head.
Xiao Li turned his head to the side, didn't even think about it, opened the door and walked out.
The room where the laughter came from outside was the man who had a conversation with Xiao Li last night. He was laughing wildly and said intermittently, "I survived again, hahaha, I survived again!"
When he spoke, black smoke shot out from his nose and mouth, as if a fire was burning in his body, and only this black smoke was left in his internal organs.
The other reincarnations were basically awakened by him, and surrounded the room. The incandescent lamps overhead illuminated the passage like daylight, radiating to the rooms on both sides of the corridor.
Now everyone can clearly see that the man's bedside and sheets, including the glass in the room, have been dyed black by this smoke, and the mucus is entangled with the cloth, which is very disgusting.
"What's your name?" Wang Huai lowered his focus.
The man found that he had survived another day, and he was in a good mood: "Yu You, are you new here?"
"Well," Wang Huai observed him, "just came in."
Yu You has a strong desire to talk, and even if it is not easy for him to speak, he must stubbornly communicate with the reincarnators.
Yu You blocked his mouth with his fists, and coughed as he spoke, "I came here earlier than you, and I came in here, cough, I can't get out, I can survive a day."
"What's the matter with the smoke in your mouth?" Wang Huai asked.
Yu You didn't answer and asked, "What crime did you commit?"
Wang Huai did not report his true crime, but made up a random one: "Lust."
Yu You said disappointedly: "Then you won't see me like this, but soon, you will face your own punishment."
He laughed again, and the black smoke flew out of the man's mouth like newborn crows and hovered over the room.
Xiao Li stood aside and did not join their conversation without permission, but just according to Yu You's words, reminded him of the punishments corresponding to the seven deadly sins in the Divine Comedy.
Wang Huai also wanted to get some more information from Yu You. Compared with the remaining two people on this floor, this man was a good speaker, and he was very slick, but he just listened to the next sentence. At the end of the passage, there was a loud "bang", which was the sound from the platform.
When everyone arrived, they looked down along the railing and saw a blooming blood flower.
It was a man with short hair, wearing a burgundy suit, face down, his entire head shattered like a shattered watermelon, with blood streaking across the platform.
Strangely, the man's back arched forward as if he had some disease.
Only old people who have been hunched over for many years will have such a twisted back, which is very inconsistent with the dress of men.
Park Xisun judged the height of the man's fall: "He jumped from the floor below us."
Ye Zeqing: "His back..."
"The distance is too far, and it is difficult to judge whether it is the hunchback formed earlier or after entering here." Setamon said calmly, "Go to the next floor first."
That was the floor they didn't have time to check last night.
When walking down, Xiao Li bumped into Shen Mizhi head-on. The young man took a bag of bread and a carton of milk in his hands, and stuffed the bread to the other side: "Breakfast."
Xiao Li looked at him: "The food here is so good?"
"Eat yours." Shen Mizhi tore open the packaging of the milk carton for him, walked beside him, held the box firmly, and put it by his hand after Xiao Li ate the bread.
Zheng Yi hesitated, and decided to find an opportunity to tell Xiao Li next time that what they ate themselves were pickles and porridge, and they were rationed. The box in my hand is a special supply, and it is also packaged, absolute special treatment, double standard dog.
Further down is the floor where the number [22000-23000] lives. Like the upper floor, there are also four fork roads leading to: the prisoner's room, the canteen, the infirmary, and the library.
Except that the prisoners' rooms are parallel on each floor, the other three passages will eventually converge together, which is a common place.
This floor was where the old prisoners lived, and it was much more smoky than the upper floor.
At the very least, many of the rooms Xiao Li passed by were either blackened by smoke, just like Yu You; or the beds were covered with bloodstains that had already condensed together and looked more like dark brown blood scabs; or It was the walls that were full of scratches, including the bedside rails, and just by looking at these scratches, one could imagine how painfully the prisoner lay on it.
As a rough estimate, there are at least five different types of damage in the rooms on this floor.
Zheng Yi was shocked: "Are these caused by ghosts?"
"Is it the jailer from last night? Or other different ghosts," Pu Xisun took out his mobile phone and took pictures of these rooms one by one, preparing to store them in the album and go back and analyze them slowly.
Xiao Li: "It doesn't look like a ghost. If I guessed correctly, these phenomena should be related to the sins after the trial. Have you ever watched the Divine Comedy?"
Wang Huai suddenly recited aloud: "Through me into the city of endless pain, through me into the pit of eternal misery, through me into the eternal crowd... Those who enter will surely cut off all hope.
Arrogance, abstain from arrogance, and punish him with a heavy burden; jealousy, abstain from jealousy, and punish him by slitting his eyes; rage, abstain from anger, and punish him with black smoke; laziness, abstain from laziness, and punish him by running; greed, abstain from anger Greed is punished by lying down; gluttony is punished by food, hunger is punished; lust is punished by sex, and fire is punished. "
Xiao Li applauded: "Very complete."
Wang Huai readily accepted: "A work like this is unforgettable at a glance."
Ye Zeqing: "This corresponds to the sentence we received when we came in, to impose different punishments? Isn't this incomprehensible?"
"Of course there is a solution," Xiao Li said. "Before the punishment crushes you to death, it's not the best solution to escape from prison."
When he said this, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
It is now close to the middle of the passage, and it is considered that it has penetrated into this floor. Xiao Li also heard some voices from the people who were still alive in the inner room.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
It was a low sobbing sound, which was actually considered normal in this scene, but in addition to the crying sound in the wind, it was also mixed with a kind of shattered laughter, the two seemed to be scattered and mixed together. , crying and laughing.
Xiao Li quickened his pace and saw a corpse in the room opposite the source of the sound.
It was a woman, lying on the ground, headless, holding out her hand high, as if trying to escape, but failed, her other hand curled up, holding a black pointed cone in her hand object.
Xiao Li chose to push the door open first, and Shen Mizhi stood at the door, holding the door for him not to close automatically.
Wang Huai pulled the woman's hand away, and found that what she was holding tightly in her hand was not a sharp steel weapon, but a piece of wood, which was harder than ordinary wood, well polished and soaked with blood.
As soon as it was released, a bloody smell spread throughout the room.
Wang Huai pinched the wooden strip, bent over to check the foot of the bed, compared the wooden strip and the foot of the bed, and found that according to the size and material of the gap, the wooden strip was pulled from the foot of the bed abruptly.
Xiao Li squatted and looked at the neck of the corpse. The neck was cut unevenly, and some of the flesh even pulled a long strip. He had a near-terrifying guess: "She polished the wooden strips and used this The thing cut off its own head."
This is simply impossible to do according to common sense.
Ordinary people's neck is slightly cut by a knife, and it hurts to death.
Even with the sharpest kitchen knife, there is no way for a person to completely cut off his own head, let alone "grinding" it down bit by bit with such a small piece of wood.
Zheng Yi can already imagine that in the middle of the night, the woman who was blocked in the room was driven by some kind of supernatural force and cut off her head in desperation.
"What is this expression?" Park Xisun noticed the pattern on the inside of the woman's arm, he picked up the arm gently, and observed the expression on her arm, "A smiling expression?"
"What does this mean?" Ye Zeqing crouched down, "It was drawn with a marker."
Xiao Li: "Blind guess, encourage yourself to smile optimistically and firmly even in such a place?"
Ye Zeqing: "..."
Xiao Li: "I'm joking."
Park Xisun: "..."
Pu Xishun put down that arm and turned to look at the opposite side: "The cry and laughter all came from there."
Through the two unclear glass doors, a woman lying on the opposite bed could be vaguely seen. The high-end dress on her body had been dyed blood red, and she held her right hand high, not knowing what she was doing.
Xiao Li came to the door of the opposite room, hesitated for a moment, did not break in directly, but knocked on the glass door three times with his knuckles: "Dong, dong, dong."
The woman inside was obviously startled by the knock on the door. She raised her right hand blankly and looked out the door with the same smiling face as the corpse on her right hand.
When she moved like this, others could see her face clearly.
Xiao Li called out her name: "Lian Susu."
After a courtesy knock, he pushed open the door, blocking the overhead lights in the passage.
Lian Susu's appearance at this time is very strange. Her own head clearly occupies her neck, but she has been using the expression drawn on her arm to "see things", observing the sudden appearance in front of her with a simple smiley expression. crowd.
It was as if she took the expression as her real head.
Lian Susu turned her arms, but her real head remained motionless. Her left eye could not be opened, and most of her eyes were covered by hair. Only from the corner of her eye could she see the state of her eye.
There was a pinhole and a thin line on her eyelid. The eyelid and the lower eyelid were not completely sutured. Only the right eye was fine, and she could blink like an ordinary person.
… even though her movements seem to be with that smiley face.
Lian Susu pulled the corners of his mouth: "you, yes, hee hee, who is it? My eyes hurt a little."
At the foot of her bed, there was a light blue marker lying quietly, like the one from the stationery store outside for three dollars a piece, only when Lian Susu spoke, the marker was quiet. Automatically rolled in front of Xiao Li's toes.
Xiao Li looked down at it.
At that moment, Lian Susu seemed to be being manipulated by something. She picked up the marker at a speed that did not match her reaching out, and jumped up to grab Park Xisun who was standing on the side. A scribbled smiley face of the same style was drawn on the palm of his hand.
Lian Susu's strength and speed became incomparably huge and fast. When Pu Xisun reacted, the life-saving tool had already been shot, but it did not stop the ghost-like upper body of Lian Susu.
Lian Susu laughed loudly and said, "try it too, hee hee, draw this expression on your hand, and you will find that your head is so flexible that it can be moved! I only need one head. Enough is enough, the other one is not needed, hee hee, I'm going to cut it off!"
She said as if she turned around to find a sharp weapon to cut her head, and Xiao Li pressed her arm hard.
Lian Susu asked, "What are you doing? Hee hee, what are you stopping me for?"
Park Xisun's face turned pale all of a sudden, he looked down at the scribbled smiling face in his palm, the upper bracket symbolizing its lips seemed to be mocking silently.
"Curse?" He was breathing hard. "I... I..."
Park Xishun's thoughts were in a moment of confusion. He used his sleeve to frantically wipe the mark on the marker in his palm back and forth, but he couldn't erase it, not even a blur.
His gaze moved back and forth between the face in his hand and the body of the reincarnator in front of him.
Xiao Li let go of Lian Susu, and he picked up the marker with his other hand: "Do you mind if I do an experiment?"
Lian Susu: "What experiment?"
Xiao Li: "I didn't ask you."
Park Xisun: "What experiment?"
Xiao Li grabbed his hand and spread it out, revealing that smiling face.
He succinctly added two strokes with this marker to that "smile" look.
It changed from "smile" to "crying" with the corners of the mouth facing down, with a small waving hand attached, which looks like a fusion of "crying" and "waving hand" in the WeChat emoticon package.
An extremely ugly version.
Xiao Li: "Try if the expression has been changed, will you still regard it as your own head? Her smiling face is a smile, now you will cry, or will you keep waving your hand, or modify the cognitive function to be limited to the smiling face ?"
He asks questions like a scientist hungry for knowledge.
Park Xisun: "..."
He didn't know if he should keep this ugly emoji in his palm.
Taking advantage of Xiao Li's painting time, Zheng Yi couldn't help but open the barrage and take a look—
[Fuck? ? ?]
[Can't help but walk into his thoughts, but it shouldn't be possible... right? I've met this pen... It's a good companion. It killed a lot of ingredients, and the fear I got made me a full meal.]
[I shamefully also want to know the results of the experiment.]
[What is this painting, it's too ugly, this year's ingredients are not good.]
[Familiar style, Sherlock, is that you?]
[Moriarty, is that you?]
[Hercule, is that you?]
[? ? Brothers and sisters put fear on the public screen!]
[My ingredients grow wings and fly...]