Chapter 41

Sitting in the corridor behind the bear, the bear sat quietly apart from the light.

The dark brown fluff, though old, was still clean and soft, with limbs intact - like the whole orphanage, its timeline seemed to be back in 1919.

Mo Yi stares at it, but has not yet calmed down. At this moment, Wang Zezhi's voice comes from his ear:

"what's the matter?"

His voice made Mo Yi slightly distracted. When he looked at the corridor again, the teddy bear disappeared like the last time.

The paper lying in the pool of blood seemed to lose the magic power attached to it just now. It was soaked and eroded by the bright red blood, and slowly swallowed up the handwriting written in the blood. However, within a few seconds, it became an ordinary paper falling into the blood.

Mo Yi frowned, his eyes slightly heavy.

Why "find me"? He followed the lead of the teddy bear and found the identities of the two brothers from the basement. Isn't he able to find them?

What is the meaning of this repeated hint?

Wang Zezhi came to him at the moment, looked at him with some doubts and asked again: "what's the matter? Why did it stop all of a sudden? "

Mo Yi regained his mind, took a deep look at the note that had been immersed in the blood again, shook his head slowly, and then returned to the way: "nothing."

After that, he gathered his mind and looked up at the four corridors in front of him. A drag bloodstain extended into one of the corridors and was swallowed by the growing darkness. The executioner dragging the corpse should go in that direction.

Mo Yi turns and walks into another corridor.

As he stepped into the deep corridor, the light suddenly dimmed. The wall lamp on the wall gave out a weak light, which illuminated the dark green pattern on the wallpaper. The new wallpaper was pasted high up to the ceiling, giving an invisible sense of depression.

The floor under my feet groaned in disrepair.

As he walked, Mo Yi sorted out the clues that had appeared in his heart.

Now the whole time line of the orphanage goes back to March 11, 1919, when more than 300 orphans in the orphanage were slaughtered - now, if the massacre is to be repeated, one is the perpetrator and the other is the victim.

However, it is clear that the dead cannot live with the orphanage.

Then the perpetrator and the victim have to be played again.

The new man who had been troubling him before was obviously chosen by the orphanage to be the perpetrator - that's why he scratched the same mark on his face as the man in the picture.

So, they, as the default members of the orphanage, are naturally placed in the role of victims.

So Is this arrangement random or selective?

Mo Yi slightly astringes the eyes, subconsciously lightly buckle the knuckles.

The document that Wang Zezhi took out had a lot of names, and it was obviously signed on the same day. Then, it seems that the two meals suddenly improved, which seems to be able to explain.

There is a high probability that it is dedicated to entertaining guests.

The ground under your feet no longer makes annoying creaks, but becomes quiet and strong.

Mo Yi stopped, then squatted down and groped on the ground in the dim light of the corridor.

He felt the gap in the ground and lifted it hard. The blanket was lifted by him, revealing the steel door under it.

Wang Zezhi hesitated and asked, "is this the entrance to the basement?"

Mo Yi pursed his lips and nodded. His eyes still fell on the iron door. The broken lock on the iron door had disappeared when he came last time.

Wang Zezhi squatted down and reached out to help pull up the iron gate.

The damp and cold air came to my face, and the long and narrow stairs below were exposed with the opening of the iron door.

At the end of the stairs, there was a glimmer of light.

Mo Yi walked down several stairs, then reached out half of his body, pulled the blanket over, found the angle, and carefully covered it on the iron door again, so that when they pulled the iron door under the stairs, the blanket would be covered again.

After finishing this, Mo Yi took a deep breath, calmed down, and took the lead to walk down the stairs.

Wang Zezhi followed.

When we got to the ground, we could see that it was really bright: the wet and bare rock walls were strong and tall, supporting a wide space. The small beds below were arranged neatly, and the yellowing sheets were worn and shrunken, but they were not covered with dust and dirt as usual when they came last time.

It's also back to the previous timeline.

Mo Yi Chong's face was surprised. Wang Zezhi, who looked around in surprise, waved and then walked across the room to the wooden door.

When the door was opened, the clean walls came into view. The neat cots were almost the same as the previous room. The shocking bloodstains left by the previous massacre had completely disappeared. The whole room looked calm and tidy.Mo Yi turns to look around the whole room and stops at one side of the room.

As if to strengthen his determination, he took a deep breath, then raised his feet and walked in that direction.

Wang Zezhi followed Mo Yi's direction and saw that there was a short and strong wooden door, which was marked in English - "nurse's room."

He followed Mo Yi, walked cautiously through the dense bed in the room and came to the wooden door.

Mo Yi held out his hand and held the cold door handle. With a slight twist, the door opened slowly.

With the rusty sound of creaking, the dark and cold breath in the door permeated and spread out, almost chilling all over the body.

Mo Yi's eyebrows and eyes sank. He reached out and opened his flashlight. Without hesitation, he stepped into the door.

Inside the door was a deep corridor, two rooms on each side of the corridor, which were dark and open, and looked particularly gloomy in the dim light of the flashlight.

Mo Yi swayed in one of the rooms with a flashlight, which showed the vague outline of the objects in the room. There were four single beds and some necessary furniture in one room. They were simple and crude, but they had all kinds of internal organs.

This is probably where the nurses live.

Mo Yi clenched the finger of the flashlight slightly and continued to walk forward.

At the end of the corridor, there is another room.

The torch's light beam swept the dirty door plate and printed the letter "infirmary".

Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

That's great. There's no wrong place - the orphanage has so many people, even if the orphans are alive or dead, it is necessary to prevent the outbreak of a large-scale epidemic and ensure the health of the nursing workers.

However, if it is not found on the ground, and there is no trace of the infirmary in the basement before, it is likely to be hidden behind a door that has not been opened.

Now it seems that he is right.

How did he recognize some of the words in front of him? Is there anything you need in the infirmary? "

Mo Yi turned his face and replied thoughtfully To test one of my guesses. "

Having said that, he reached out and pushed the door of the infirmary and walked in first.

The infirmary was unexpectedly clean and tidy. The place where the flashlight had been shining was spotless. All the articles were put in order. The bottles and jars were placed on the shelves in order of size, reflecting the cold light under the light of the flashlight.

Mo Yi goes around the back of the table, takes out the bandage left over from Wang Zezhi's bandage just now, wraps up his palm, and then starts to carefully flip the things on the table.

He was attracted to a picture that was flipped over and pressed on the bottom.

Mo Yi turned it over. The man in the black-and-white photo was the man in the previous group photo. He looked much younger, with a petite woman in his arms. It seemed that he was his wife.

Half of his face was printed with half of the dark birthmark, and his smile was very cordial, while his wife's face and limbs in his arm were very stiff, and fear was written on the eyebrows and corners of his eyes.

Mo Yi takes a closer look, and suddenly finds that men are wearing summer clothes, while every inch of women's skin is wrapped tightly, and even her hands are covered with gloves, which seems to be hiding something.

Wang Zezhi also came over. He looked at the photo in Mo Yi's hand in surprise and said, "this, is this the man in the group photo? Is he a doctor

Mo Yi looked a little heavy and nodded:

"when we were upstairs, we didn't hear sun Xiaoyan's scream at all, which means that her vocal cords were cut off at the beginning, her movements were so neat and her experience was so rich that she couldn't do it without professional skills."

"So He's not behind the scenes? "

Mo Yi's lip corners slightly pursed, gently "um" one.

"He's supposed to be a sadist, so the orphans and the woman in this picture are so afraid of him that the mastermind sent him to kill so many orphans," he said as he put the photo back in place

And it's Killing.

Both looked heavy.

All of a sudden, in the silence, there was a slight sound of metal in the distance, and then the sound of heavy footsteps down the stairs, penetrating the quiet air, shaking their eardrums.

Mo Yi was shocked -- someone came back.

In the shortest time, he tried to restore the things on the table as fast as possible, and then ran out with Wang Zezhi.

The door of the infirmary closed behind them.

There is no fork in the road, once out, it is bound to face up.

Step sound closer and closer, each step seems to step on the human heart.

Mo Yi's heart became more and more tense. Suddenly, he felt a movement in his heart. He stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Zezhi. He turned and rushed into one of the closed guard rooms nearby, and then closed the door again.They were short, turned off their flashlights and quietly fell in the dark.

The footstep is closer.

Only a slight "click" sound was heard, and the light outside lit up, shining along the gap between the door and the door frame.

In the dim light, Mo Yi saw a piece of paper lying in front of him.

It is lying in the dust, and it is written in colored crayons:

"find us"

the author has something to say: Song Qi (takes out a 40 meter long knife): author, tell me why I haven't appeared yet?

Mo Yi (press and hold): don't be excited. It's enough to kill her with a two meter knife. Here you are.

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