Chapter 22

Mo Yi's brow slowly wrinkled, fingers unconsciously tightened, leaving a shallow trace on the rough paper surface of the note.

find me？

He remembered the prompt given at the beginning of the game:

"only good children, good children, can we play the game."

Does this game mean hide and seek? If so, who is he going to find? What does it mean if he wins?

So What if he loses?

There are countless mysteries in Mo Yi's brain. How can you think of it.

He looked up to Song Qi and opened his mouth to say something.

But they suddenly bump into each other's eyes and gaze at themselves. The light colored eyes are extremely focused in the half bright and half dark light. The thin pupil is like the snake pupil, which is almost frightening.

Mo Yi's heart suddenly, a sense of crisis spread from the back.

When he looked again, he saw Song Qi squatting down beside him and looked at the note in his hand:

"why? What did you find? "

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, and his thick black eyelashes hung down to cover the surging emotion in his eyes.

He handed the note to Song Qi. When he took the note and looked at it carefully, Mo Yizi said casually:

"by the way, how did you recognize me in the beginning?"

Song Qi replied, "Jiang yuanrou told me that you are the best person to look at in that crowd."

Mo Yi: It sounds like Jiang yuanrou's style.

"But she also told me about your appearance." Song Qi raised his eyes and looked at him: "otherwise I can't recognize you with one eye."

Mo Yi frowned and asked again the question that had not been answered in the hall just now:

"however, Jiang yuanrou said that he had not informed me of the secret code when I met you. I thought you would not come."

After listening to this sentence, Song Qi raised his head to look at him, narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "I will come."

Mo Yi was stunned Ah? How can this be senseless?

The next second, Song Qi lowered his head again, as if nothing had happened and explained:

"I have temporarily received a list with new people. When the copy comes out, you have already entered the game, and have not come to contact you."

Jiang yuanrou did say that there will be standby time before the copy is opened. As long as the props are used during this period, the same copy can still be entered.

It can also be explained.

What's more, this song Qi also knows Jiang yuanrou's name - you know, she's hiding her identity without any leakage.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and continued to ask:

"speaking of all, you just told the two girls that you are new. What about the things you bring

Song Qi face color unchanged, explained: "it's just a simple props, game store exchange."

After that, he reached out and saw the shape of a backpack. When he let go, the edge of the backpack disappeared in the air again.

Mo Yi nods, the suspicion that is hidden in the eyes finally fades a little.

He took the note from Song Qi, reached for the railing and stood up.

Suddenly, just at this moment, Mo Yi's action stopped.

His eyes fell on the sign at the head of the bed.

The brand is very old, covered with dust and dirt, but the handwriting can still be seen.

It says in beautiful lettering: Iris municipal orphanage.

After these English words, they are followed by two standard Chinese characters - "Moyi".

Is it your own name?

Mo Yi's back is cool. He takes it up in a hurry. He quickly walks to the other beds and checks the famous brand on it.

“daniel”、“tommy”、“john”……

In addition to the bed where he woke up, there were signs in front of the other beds with common English names, which should be the names of every orphan lying in those beds.

Mo Yi's heart is in a mess. He stands in front of the bed at the end and turns his head to the bed he wakes up to -

under the dim light, the dust filled room is quiet and frightening, and the narrow bed is half hidden in the darkness of the corner. It looks lonely and strange, as if he is waiting for something quietly.

A thought flashed into Mo Yi's mind:

such a signature method is like He was one of the orphanages.

All of a sudden, there was a fierce noise outside the door, which pulled Mo Yi out of his immersed thoughts. He was in a trance for a moment, and his eyes were suddenly clear.

Mo Yi turned his head and said to Song Qi standing on the side, "go and have a look.".

Then, he took the lead to go out, Song Qi looked at his back, stopped, and followed him out.Just arrived at the entrance of the hall, before entering, I heard a sharp scream like fingernail scratching glass:

"-- ah

Mo Yi's pace was imperceptible. He resisted the impulse to reach out and rub his aching ears. Then he stepped out of his long legs and stepped in at a faster pace.

A corpse was hanging on the door of the hall.

It was a man, hanging stiff in the air, his black face swollen and congested. He looked straight at Mo Yi's direction with eyes in his eyes. His turbid eyes protruded and his face was frightened and twisted, as if he had seen something terrible before he died.

All around them were pale, and one of the women sat on the ground with limp legs, trembling and afraid to look up. Her face was full of tears - obviously, she was the source of the scream.

At the moment, Zhao Yicheng came out from behind the crowd, raised his voice and comforted him: "don't panic. The most important problem now is to find out why this gentleman died, so as to avoid becoming the next victim."

Another senior female also came forward to support his point of view:

"yes, it is true that this game will never be randomly selected to kill. He must have done something to become this way. As long as we find out the reason and try to avoid it, we can minimize the casualties."

Although there was still hesitation and panic in the eyes of the crowd, the mood was a little calmer than before.

The air was moist and cold, mixed with a shallow smell of fear.

Everyone's mood is very depressed, after all, less than an hour after the game started, one in ten people had died, and everyone still had no idea how to escape.

Mo Yi frowned and approached thoughtfully to observe the corpse in front of him.

It was obvious that the man had just died, and there was still residual temperature on his body, which made his lifeless face look extremely discordant. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was staring at the void. His distorted facial features made almost all people feel physically uncomfortable.

Although he was suspended from the beam, his face was not black and blue caused by suffocation, and his tongue did not stretch out of the mouth because of tightening his neck.

Mo Yi's brow is more and more tight, the doubt in the bottom of his heart is almost ready to come out. His mind is as fast as electricity. The next second, he reaches out to pull the chair aside and step on it.

The fingers ran neatly around the shoulder of the corpse and touched the back of his neck.

On one side, several people who saw the action seemed to be stunned by his boldness. They could not help but take a breath of air and stop to look at him.

Mo Yi's eyebrows and eyes are frozen and his fingers are twisted. The skin of the corpse is still soft and elastic. You can clearly feel the strange shape and movement track of the bones in the neck under the skin.

Sure enough, the neck bone of the corpse was broken, and it was extremely crisp.

Mo Yi jumped out of the chair, still immersed in his own thoughts.

He looked up absentmindedly at the body dangling in mid air, pondering thoughtfully.

Fracture of the neck bone is rarely seen in hanging people, but it is more like hanging.

The prisoner suddenly falls from the gallows and breaks the victim's cervical vertebrae by gravity.

…… gallows?

Mo Yi eyebrow eyes a Zheng, subconsciously touched the note in his pocket.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out and unfolded the note to his eyes.

The crooked gallows on the note coincided with the corpse hanging in front of him inexplicably.

at this time, strange things happened.

The crayon painted a hanging figure under the gallows, and a few childish characters appeared on the note.

The bright red is like fresh blood:

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