Chapter 111

Mo Yi's eyes lingered for a few seconds on the place illuminated by the flashlight lamp post, and he couldn't help being slightly stunned.

The small box lay quietly on the old mottled iron frame, covered with dust, and looked as if it was integrated with the mountain of file folder on the side. Only the silver white keyhole above glittered with metallic luster under the light.

The smell of dust diffused in the bleak and dense archives room, spreading along his respiratory tract to his lungs.

Mo Yi subconsciously moved his injured palm.

The shallow dull pain, which seemed to be paralyzed by the thick ice, directly transmitted to his mind and stimulated his peripheral nerves.

He closed his eyes, breathing slightly disorderly.

After entering the negative second floor, he always had a kind of unreal feeling.

This kind of feeling gradually deepened with the appearance of illusions. It was like mud accumulating in the bottom of my heart, slowly increasing and rising, as if to penetrate from his seven orifices, gradually submerging and paralyzing his five senses.

This is a huge panic that rises from the bottom of my heart.

Feel that everything around him is not true - is this copy, this floor, this corridor, Jiang yuanrou, even himself, true? Is it just an illusion?

The appearance of the sugar just now deepened this feeling.

Why does it appear? Is this copy deliberately fabricated to confuse him? Or is it real?

This copy misleads players with clues that seem real or unreal, or true or false, and deprives players of their sense of reality bit by bit.

Under the tense situation before, Mo Yi forced himself not to think about this disturbing problem, but the more depressed he was, he would grow up in revenge.

He tightened his hand, and the sharp pain from the injured finger root broke through the thick ice layer on the nerve, which was like a sharp steel needle deeply penetrating into the texture and scraping the bone.

The sense of pain can make his heart everywhere unreal eliminate a lot.

A low, puzzled female voice sounded in the dark and empty room Mo Yi? "

Mo Yi seems to be awakened by Jiang yuanrou's voice. He pulls out of his deep thoughts. He conceals his lips and shows a smile: "it's OK."

After that, he pressed his confused mood in the bottom of his heart, and then reached for his pocket.

Deep in the pocket is a hard and cold metal key. Mo Yi holds it and takes it out. Under the light of the flashlight, he observes its appearance: there is still solidified blood on the silver white metal surface, and there is dark blood in the uneven serrations on the key.

Mo Yi rubbed the cold surface of the key, and then walked towards the iron box.

He inserted the key into the silver lock of the iron box, and a slight metal crash sounded in the dead room, and then it was locked together.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and exerted his fingertips. With a slight "click" sound, the box was unscrewed.

He lifted the lid of the box that had slightly opened a tiny gap, and then used his flashlight to shine into the box -

he saw a card lying quietly at the bottom of the metal box.

Mo Yi was stunned. He reached out and picked up the card. It was an employee magnetic card. It was almost the same as the employee card he found in the upper layer. It seemed that it was some years old, and the pictures on it were blurred and peeling off.

But it can still be recognized by the blurred outline of the photo that the owner of the card is a woman with long hair.

Mo Yi frowned, and his face was tinged with a little depression.

He thought there would be information about the copy in the box, but he didn't expect it was the magnetic card leaving the floor.

In fact, this also makes sense - after all, Mo Yi got the magnetic card that left the next floor after he cracked the fantasy world. The key Jiang yuanrou got on this floor is also used for a similar purpose, but it costs more twists and turns.

At the same time Another feature of this replica is particularly clear.

It gives too few clues.

There are few clues in both images and words. The only thing that can be counted as clues is the butterfly who doesn't know what the hidden meaning is. Now even the archives have no information about this copy. The paper in the folder is blank, and the only iron box is just a magnetic card.

The rarity of clues in this copy has reached the point of being weird.

Mo Yi looks down at the dial on his wrist - now that more than a third of the game time in the copy has passed, he still knows nothing about this copy.

It's not normal.

Mo Yi put down his hand and looked at the magnetic card in his hand.

Before he could take a closer look, he heard a loud bang outside the door. The metal concussion was buzzing in the air and hitting the eardrum.

Mo Yi was startled. He raised his head and glanced at Jiang yuanrou in a hurry. Then he put the magnetic card into his pocket and turned to run out.They ran into the corridor and looked in the direction of the sound. They could not help but take a breath of cool air at the same time.

In front of the fence where they had just come in, the woman who had chased them was standing upright in front of the closed iron door with her back to the dim light behind the corridor.

It seems to have found the eyes of Mo Yi and Jiang yuanrou. The smile on her side face illuminated by the light seems to be more and more weird and exaggerated. The movements under her palms keep on beating the cold iron railing once and for all.

The buzz from the metal is huge and sharp, and it cuts through the air very easily and penetrates into the human brain.

Mo Yi saw with sharp eyes that at the joint of the metal railings and the wall above, the dust and soil lumps were falling down. With the more and more violent slapping of the woman, the falling was faster and faster --

she would come in sooner or later.

This clear cognition came to Mo Yi's mind. He took a deep breath, patted Jiang yuanrou on the shoulder and whispered:

"let's go."

They turned to walk into the darkness at the end of the corridor and stood in front of the closed elevator door.

Mo Yi took out the magnetic card he had just found from his pocket and brushed the card slot on the wall. He only heard a soft "drop" sound in the dark.

The sound of machine braking came from the elevator shaft, and the sound of friction between metal and rope echoed in the empty corridor.

She was staring at the woman's face in the dark, but her eyes were almost unchanged.

Large pieces of the wall with dust falling down, the railing has visible loosening.

Mo Yi's back out of a thin layer of cold sweat, he took a deep breath, turned back to look at his eyes tightly closed elevator door, in his heart can not help but feel some anxiety.

Less than half a minute later, a slight "Ding" came from the elevator shaft.

The diamond shaped metal railing then shrinks, and the elevator door slowly opens in front of the two people. The dim yellow light sprinkles in along the slowly opening crack of the door, illuminating the gloomy end of the corridor in front of them.

Mo Yi and Jiang yuanrou breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly walked into the elevator.

The door of the elevator closed behind them, closing the door with the chilling, scalp tingling slapping sound.

The closed elevator is quiet, only the hum of the machine can be heard when the elevator is running.

as like as two peas on lift lift operating system, there is no key and operating system on the elevator. It is just going up automatically. Beside the -2, the screen mistress slowly, moving slowly upward.

Mo Yi remembered the idea that he had been interrupted just now, so he took out two magnetic cards from his pocket and compared them with each other in the dim light of the elevator.

The names and photos of the employees on the top have been and can hardly be identified. Only the name of the mental hospital at the bottom can be distinguished. Mo Yi approaches a little bit and carefully observes the mottled and deformed words on it.

Edwin mental hospital.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and was frustrated for a moment. He had been in the copy for two hours. He just knew the name of the mental hospital. It was a failure.

But The name of this mental hospital is a bit odd.

Edwin It should be a personal name.

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and he could not help but feel some doubts. According to reason, there are not many people using people's names as the names of mental hospitals, let alone the names of people instead of surnames.

Just then, he seemed to think of something. He turned his head and looked at Jiang yuanrou standing on one side and asked:

"were you going to say something when you entered the back of the iron railing just now?"

Jiang yuanrou raised her head after hearing the speech. Her face looked pale. Leaning against the cold wall of the elevator, she took a long breath:

"I just It's incredible... "

She lowered her eyes, fixed on a point in the void, her long curly eyelashes covered her light brown eyes, and her pale lips moved slightly, as if thinking of something.

In the closed elevator, the temperature is slightly higher than that in the corridor. With the sound of machinery roaring and the sound of rope friction penetrating through the metal wall, the dim yellow light on the top of the head falls down, giving them a chance to breathe.

Mo Yi watched Jiang yuanrou patiently and waited quietly.

Jiang yuanrou took a deep breath, settled down, and then said:

"I was a little shocked when you said that the gender was separated just now, because in the last copy of my and Yuan Baijin, players were separated according to their gender, and the boss of that copy also slaughtered and hunted us according to gender..."

Mo Yi stares at Jiang yuanrou thoughtfully. A quick thought flashed in his heart. Without warning, he interrupts Jiang yuanrou's words"That boss, do you know his name?"

Jiang yuanrou was stunned by Mo Yi's sudden question, and subconsciously replied:

"call Edwin, what's the matter? " 161

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