Chapter 43

After Mo Yi finished, he paced in the same place impatiently, frowning tightly.

In the dark and cold corridor light, his face was pale because of blood loss, and there was no blood color on his tightly pursed lips.

Wang Zezhi eased himself from Mo Yi's inference just now, and he couldn't help feeling flustered.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "that Since we play the victim and the newcomer acts the perpetrator, then Who will play the spectator

Mo Yi shook his head a little solemnly and replied, "I don't know."

He pursed his lips and said with some uncertainty: "I heard laughter just now when sun Xiaoyan was murdered."

Wang Zezhi can't help but feel cold. His goose bumps suddenly appear. He shrinks his shoulders and reveals a reluctant smile: "you Don't scare me

Mo Yi raised eyebrows and did not answer.

He lowered his head and rubbed the piece of paper in his hand. The rough touch came from under his fingertips. The fragile and thin paper made a slight "rustling" sound.

Mo Yi's eyes stop here in the handwriting on the note. His eyes are dark, and he can't see what he is thinking for a moment.

The atmosphere in the air for a moment was quiet and frightening.

Wang Zezhi looked at the note over and over there. He couldn't help but break the silence. He asked in doubt, "isn't that a few words on that paper? What are you looking at?"

His words seem to wake Mo Yi.

Mo Yi raised his head from his own thoughts, and his dark eyes looked at Wang Zezhi, but he did not focus on him, as if he had passed through him straight.

"I wonder, where is the body?" he said

Wang Ze one Leng: corpse?

Mo Yi then said: "the massacre was meant to cover up the evidence, so the bodies of more than 300 orphans could never be transported out in a blatant way. Where would they go?"

Wang Zezhi's eyes were dignified. He reached out and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. He thought about it carefully and replied, "could it be that it was transported out in batches overnight?"

Mo Yi nodded: "maybe."

After that, he held up the note in his hand and showed it to Wang Zezhi:

"but if so, why did they let us" find them "

The orphans may have the answer in the orphanage.

Wang Zezhi frowned: "but this orphanage is so big, where can we find it? And... "

He turned his head and looked at the locked iron door, which was shining coldly in the dark and lying quietly at the end of the corridor.

And, the bodies, there's a good chance - downstairs.

Mo Yi's brows frowned more tightly. He raised his head and looked at the bright hall on the other side of the corridor. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something: "I may have a way."

Before the words fell, Mo Yi turned and walked out of the corridor. His back was thin and straight. Looking at it against the light, he felt very relieved.

Wang Zezhi stopped and followed up.

Under the bright light in the hall, although the blood on the ground has been half dry, it is still shocking. A long drag of blood extended into one of the corridors, leaving dark red marks on the smooth ground.

Mo Yi said:

"since we play the role of orphans in the orphanage, then After sun Xiaoyan was tortured and killed, her body must be piled up with other orphans. "

Wang Zezhi understood when he saw the blood on the ground. He then said, "as long as we follow the blood, we can find the bones."

Mo Yi smiles and nods: he is much smarter than Jiang Yuanbai in the last copy.

They followed the bloodstain and walked into the corridor.

as like as two peas, the corridor is the longest corridor for game player, and the longest one in four corridors. The end of the corridor is engulfed in dim light, and the two sides of the corridor are identical with twelve identical rooms.

The ferocious underground blood remains at the beginning of the corridor, and the dragged blood turns into a large pool of blood, mixed with viscera and flesh fragments, just like It's like being dismembered.

The spatter of blood almost covered the first half of the corridor, almost masking the rest.

Mo Yi frowned without trace, turned to Wang Ze Zhi and said, "it seems that we can only find them separately."

Wang Zezhi nodded helplessly.

Mo Yi is in charge of the six rooms on the left side of the corridor, and Wang Zezhi is in charge of the six rooms on the right side.

Mo Yi turns around and enters the first room on the left. It is obvious that the room has returned to its former appearance. The light on the top of his head is no longer dim. The bright light falls down, but it can not dispel the chill in the heart.

The floor of the house was dripping with irregular blood.Mo Yi walked around the room, knocking and touching everywhere, trying to find out whether there was a partition under the wall. He bent down to find the gap on the floor and tried to find the same secret room as before.

It's a pity that they are all solid.

He frowned and turned to the second room.

The second room was almost the same as the first room, with a lot of blood, and there was no mezzanine compartment wall and floor.

Mo Yi's eyebrows frown more tightly.

He turned around and walked out of the second room and met Wang Zezhi, who also came out from the opposite side.

Wang Zezhi wiped the sweat on his forehead and asked, "did you find anything?"

Mo Yi did not speak, staring at him in a daze.

Wang Zezhi's heart is a hair, raised the palm to shake in front of his eyes: "how..."

Before his voice fell, the rest of the words were stuck in his trembling throat, and no syllable could be squeezed out. Wang Zezhi saw that his hands were covered with blood.

He looked up at Mo Yi in horror, but he saw Mo Yi standing in front of him, a pair of dark eyes staring at him, a trace of blood floating on his pale face.

He murmured in a low voice:

"under your bones, beneath your skin

I'm here with the ever and ever"

Song Qi was stunned: This is The little poem carved on the table?

Although Mo Yi's facial expression did not change much, his eyes revealed his restless mood.

"I always thought the subject of this poem was the author, but I was wrong - the subject of this poem is actually the player!"

Wang Ze was one of the stupefied.

Mo Yi's breath was a little bit short. He took a deep breath and continued:

"since entering this copy, we are all under the bones and flesh of the orphan!"

Wang Zezhi understood, and his face turned blue and white: "so The body was actually on top of us all the time? "

Mo Yi nodded - he finally knew where the dark water stains on the ceiling had never disappeared before the time line of the orphanage had gone back, and why the ceiling in the orphanage was always so low.

They quickly walked into the room behind them and looked up into the room. Sure enough, in the gap between the ceiling and the wall, there was a dark red to black half dried blood.

Wang Zezhi stood on one of the small iron beds and raised his arm to try to touch the bleeding ceiling. Sure enough, the ceiling loosened and a secret door was pushed open.

The stench of blood came on his face, choking Wang Ze Zhi's coughing.

He stood on tiptoe a little, opened the flashlight he carried with him, and shot it up. He was shocked by the appearance inside and couldn't speak.

In the dark, dusty compartment, there were dense skeletons, which seemed to be the bones of a child's legs. In the nearest place to him, there were two cut-out legs connected with flesh and blood.

Don't want to know that this is sun Xiaoyan's body after being dismembered.

Wang Zezhi jumped down in disgust and repeated what he had just seen.

Mo Yi, with a calm face, nodded and said: "if I'm not wrong, there are the remains of children's corpses at the top of the orphanage.

Maybe it's because I have already guessed that Wang Zezhi is not so surprised this time, but he still looks fresh. After all, no one can accept that he spent nearly three days under more than 300 remains.

Mo Yi turned around and said, "come on, let's open all the other ceilings."

Wang Zezhi nodded and walked out after him.

They went through the corridor and were about to walk to another room. However, when they were halfway there, Wang Zezhi suddenly remembered something and asked:

"by the way, I only saw sun Xiaoyan's In part, Zhao Yicheng and Song Qi are not on it. Do you think they will... "

Mo Yi's pace a little pause, reply: "everyone will be arranged by the orphanage role, Zhao Yicheng should also be."

Thinking of Song Qi, Mo Yi made a slight mistake. He didn't know how to explain it.

"Song Qi" is outside the whole system, and there will be no role distribution, but he can't tell Wang Ze Zhi that this is a haunting fog?

Mo Yi frowned, thought carefully, and said, "as for Song Qi, you should consider him dead."

Wang Zezhi: ---???

Just then, a deep voice came from behind:

"I didn't know I was dead."

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