Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 107

Mo Yi moved, a pair of dark eyes stared at Jiang Yuanrou, his pale complexion looked more and more bloodless under the dim light of the flashlight, and the dark pupil stared at Jiang Yuanrou's face, as if he wanted to She looks through.

Jiang Yuanrou's pale and bloodless face was dark, her lips were tight and she looked very dignified.

The thick **** and rancid smell permeated the room, which fermented into a disturbing smell in the vague darkness.

In reality, Jiang Yuanrou didn't actually talk to Mo Yiduo about his last copy.

There is no precedent for the same person to enter the same copy twice. Second, players have limited power to talk about the copy in real life-you can talk to the player who entered the copy with yourself, but if you want to Players who confide details in the copy will be banned or even punished.

Moi guessed that it is probably because the uncleared copy in this game will be reused. In order to prevent clue exchange, the game mechanism will control the circulation of information in the copy so severely.

Therefore, he did not question the plot that Jiang Yuanrou experienced in the last copy.

Mo Yi frowned tightly. A deep line was carved between the eyebrows. He turned his head to look at the corpse nailed to the wall, and carefully observed its miserable appearance. Then he asked in doubt:

"Then why are there other players' bodies here?"

He originally thought that he had entered the uncleared copy of Jiang Yuanmou and Jiang Yuanbai's experience last time, so that he could explain the pain of all the abnormal phenomena he encountered since entering the copy.

After all, according to Jiang Yuanrou, Jiang Yuanbai is trapped in the copy, and she has the props that can transfer the two sides together-although there is no effect to say otherwise.

But she actually denied this possibility herself!

Mo Yi's brow frowned tightly, and his face was heavily stained.

Jiang Yuanrou shook her head slowly and looked at the corpse along the beam of light of Mo Yi's flashlight. The light brown eyes were also full of doubts, and her voice replied slightly:

"……I do not know either."

The atmosphere between the two of them instantly sank, and the dark **** surrounding them surrounded them. If they were actually quietly gathered, they pulled their hearts straight into the bottomless abyss.

Jiang Yuanrou covered his still-blooding abdomen, slowly moved a few steps towards the wall, and then leaned more than half of his weight on the wall behind him, exhaling slightly.

She retracted her gaze on the mournful body, her eyes turning slightly, looking at Mo Yi:

"When I first came in, I thought it was a brand new normal copy."

Jiang Yuanrou's tone increased a bit on the word "normal".

"But the longer I stayed in this copy, the more I found something wrong ..."

Her eyelashes drooped, her slender fingers slowly tightened, and her knuckles appeared slightly white due to the force:

"More and more phenomena show that this copy is not normal ... I also want to convince myself that this is because of the role of the props, so we are transferred to my once unfinished copy, but ..."

Jiang Yuanrou took a deep breath, and there was a trembling in her breath. She calmed down her mentality, and then said:

"But even deceiving myself is useless, because my last copy is indeed not a mental hospital."

Mo Yi was still looking at the body in front of her at this moment. After hearing Jiang Yuanrou's words at this moment, she turned her head and looked at her:

"Then what was your last copy?"

Jiang Yuanrou's eyes sank a little, and he simply talked about the copy of his last experience, trying not to involve too many details.

Mo Yi listened silently, the flashlight in his hand flashed a faint light in the dark, and reflected on the exposed internal organs of the body nailed to the wall, showing a greasy and strange texture.

Jiang Yuanmou's copy of Jiang Yuanbai's last experience is a semi-open old house.

Since they did not clear the side mission of that copy, they did not know much about the story hidden in that copy, and could not say any useful information.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes slightly, and there was still a deep impression on his eyebrows--

According to the clues obtained now, it seems that this copy has nothing to do with the copy that Jiang Yuanrou experienced.

He subconsciously rubbed his fingertips over the cold, hard edges of the flashlight's metal case, and lost his thoughts.

In the narrow room, they could only hear the repressed breathing of the two of them, ringing one after another in the dark and silent room, and the **** smell spread in the semi-enclosed space, like a huge stone pressing on the bottom of their hearts.

Just then, Mo Yi's breathing was slightly delayed.

He heard loosing footsteps and wailing from outside the door-it seemed like they were moving in this direction!

Mo Yi quickly glanced at Jiang Yuanrou. The two eyes staggered between the electric light fire and quickly exchanged a look.

His fingertips sank slightly, and he heard only a click of a soft metal opening and closing sound. The beam of flashlight disappeared instantly, and the entire room quickly sank into a dull darkness.

The darkness made the other senses of the two extremely sharp.

All of Mo Yi's mind was caught in the corridor outside a thin door panel, and the faint whine and footsteps dragged him.

He held his breath in the dark, and his long, cold fingers clenched subconsciously, curling up in his sweaty palms.

The voice echoed in the empty and narrow corridor, approaching it little by little, and the whine sound seemed to be amplified in the ears countless times, accompanied by the rapid heartbeat in the chest, echoing hollowly—

Fortunately, Mo Yi has not experienced this situation for the first time since entering this copy, so he quickly adapted to it, standing quietly in the dark, waiting in silence.

Footsteps slowly approached, especially clear in the dark, accompanied by the subtle sound of the fabric rubbing on the ground, slowly approaching, and then came to the door-

There was a slight cold sweat in Mo Yi's palm, and his bright eyes stared at the door panel hiding in the darkness.

Just then, he heard the slight creak from the door panel ...

It's like the sound of long nails scraping through the door panel-

Mo Yi's heart instantly mentioned in his throat what he wanted to do, but he was too far away from the door panel, and now he had no chance to act!

Standing at the door, Jiang Yuanrou reacted instantly. She leaned against the wall and moved towards the side, then lowered her body at the same time, hiding her figure in the visual blind zone of the iron railing on the door.

Mo Yi was too late to react, and his body flashed subconsciously toward the corner of the wall away from the door panel. The whole body instantly hid in the dark shadow in the room.

The scratching of the nails creaked on the door panel, making the scalp tingling audible.

Like a gossamer, the tiny sobs soared indefinitely and enlarged again, and passed through Mo Yi's eardrums without any hindrance through the iron railings on the door panel, as if ringing in the ear.

Mo Yi got goosebumps.

He covered his mouth and nose with cold, stiff palms to prevent his breathing from exposing himself.

The sound of footsteps paused slightly at the door, and the sound of nails scratching the door panel disappeared, as if waiting for something.

Mo Yi's throat knot moved slightly, and a dry, dry, hot pain came from his throat, as if burning from the stomach to the esophagus.

Footsteps outside the door sounded again, accompanied by a low sobbing and a fine sound of friction on the ground, and slowly walked away.

Mo Yi's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly, and he let out a long breath, but his stiff body still did not move against the cold wall behind him, listening quietly in the dark ...

The footsteps seemed to turn a corner, and the sound became instantaneous. Soon, only a few faint echoes could be heard in the ears.

Mo Yi ’s muscles were slightly relaxed, and his five senses that had almost disappeared slowly returned to the cage. Then he realized that his body was exactly the body nailed to the wall, and his palm happened to be pressed against him. The body was sliced ​​into pieces of meat.

The cold and sticky touch slowly climbed up along the contacting skin, and the thick **** smell lingered on the nose, causing Mo Yi to twitch in his stomach.

He subconsciously took a step to the side, and opened a little distance, something soft seemed to be hit under his feet.

Mo Yi raised a glance at Jiang Yuanrou, only to see that she was still squatting at the door in the same position as before, her back was firmly against the door panel, and the sound in the background had disappeared, which seemed to pose no threat for the time being.

He took out his flashlight, carefully turned on the weakest light, and shone it at his feet.

That's a backpack.

The blood and dirt on the ground were embarrassingly embarrassing, and it looked dirty and broken, and almost could not see the original color.

Mo Yi squatted down, set the flashlight aside, grabbed one side of the backpack with one hand, grabbed the zipper on the backpack with the other hand, and slowly pulled it open.

The contents of the backpack were exposed to his eyes.

Mo Yi reached out and flipped in the backpack, carefully turning the contents of the backpack without making any extra noise.

There's nothing too much useful in it either, it's all the items that must be brought into the copy, Mo Yi is not lacking now.

He dialed the contents inside, then opened the side pockets smoothly--

To Mo Yi's surprise, he flipped a small wallet in his outer pocket, and he stunned slightly, and turned the small wallet subconsciously.

Under the faint light of the flashlight, Mo Yi saw half an angle exposed by an identity card stuffed into the wallet.

He hesitated, then stretched out his ID card, only to see a photo of a short-haired girl printed on it, and smiled slightly at the camera.

Mo Yi froze, picked up the flashlight thrown aside, and shot at the corpse nailed to the wall.

Its upper body is no longer covered by muscles and skin. It has only exposed internal organs. The lower body is also neutral sports pants. The twisted and incomplete face can hardly distinguish the features, but the hairstyle can still be aligned.

Mo Yi's eyes sank, his fingers holding the ID card tightened.

He suddenly found a clue that he hadn't noticed before.

At the minus three levels, all the dead players' bodies were male, and the ghost that dragged the long knife should be male as well, no doubt.

This floor ... When he was in the corridor before, he saw the shadow of this layer of ghosts-she had long hair.

And Jiang Yuanmou who was plugged into this floor and the dead players happened to be women.

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