Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter Twelfth

The light beam of the flashlight shook slightly with the bumps of the elevator, and printed irregular light spots on the ground.

Jiang Yuanrou came forward and looked at his fingers along the light in Mo Yi's hand, asking with some confusion:

"What's wrong? Did you find anything?"

Mo Yi stretched out his palm to Jiang Yuanrou and saw that a thin layer of silver-white powder covered on his fingertips was smooth and weird to the touch, flashing a slight halo under the light.

He said, "These powders stick to the rolled iron sheet. I feel like scale powder."

Jiang Yuanrou froze, then took a closer look at the scale-like powder on his fingertips and asked:

"You mean ... similar to the butterfly and moth wings?"

Mo Yi nodded, his face looked a little condensed in the backlight. He patted off the scale powder on his finger, then stood up.

His gaze was still thoughtfully locked on the irregular hole at the bottom of the elevator that had been poked up, and the sharp edge flashed a slight fluorescence under the light of the flashlight, which was the trace left by the scale powder.

From the beginning of this copy, the "butterfly" has been entangled like a ghost.

Whether it was a butterfly drawn by blood that appeared after the end of the illusion, or scale powder on the wings of a butterfly that appeared at the elevator breach, the entire copy seemed to be entangled with this little insect from beginning to end.

There was an inexplicable hunch in Mo Yi's mind that they were about to reach the core of the entire copy.

The elevator enclosed by the iron box suddenly vibrated twice, and then stopped slowly. Mo Yi looked up at the screen with a faint halo, and the number on it flashed an ominous **** light: -3.

This is where it all started.

Mo Yi took a deep breath slowly, staring closely at the two tightly closed metal doors, watching it open a gap, and then slowly separated to the sides.

The light **** smell was slowly sent in from the open metal door, mixed with the smell of old and rotten dust, coming from the dark, the cold and cold air in the corridor spread in the closed and warm elevator room. It is clear that the temperature drop.

The cold air penetrated the texture through the thin shirt, and Mo Yi could not help but snored slightly, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on the skin.

Jiang Yuan softened his eyes, then walked out of the elevator back and forth, and walked deep into the corridor.

Cosco here is not as empty as the first two corridors, but is filled with countless debris, showing a messy weird appearance.

The dark corridor showed countless undulating shadows under the light of the flashlight, stacked in the corridor, layer by layer blocking the two people's way forward.

It seems that everything is the same as before leaving.

The yellowed pieces of paper and documents were scattered on the dirty floor, and the shabby tables and chairs without arms and legs were lying in a mess in the corridor, and the walls illuminated by the flashing flashlight showed unexplained graffiti, deep The brown blood dried up on the mottled walls, sketching countless crazy scribbles.

The hallway was filled with an indescribable weird smell, which seemed to be a smell composed of hospital disinfection water and a strong **** smell. It stood still and deadly in the dark corridor, invading the human respiratory tract coldly.

The elevator door closed slowly behind the two, making a squeaking sound of light metal friction.

Mo Yi is more familiar with this layer, and because Jiang Yuanrou awoke directly on the negative second floor, he basically knew nothing about the negative third floor.

The corners of his lips narrowed slightly, and he shook the flashlight in his hand into the room aside.

The flash of light illuminated the scene in the room next to the elevator. The corpses and clutter inside were hidden in deep shadows, showing some clue in the flashing lights.

No different from when I left.

Mo Yi turned his head to Jiang Yuanrou, who stood beside him, and lowered his voice and asked:

"Where are we going next?"

This layer should be the deepest layer. According to the hint in this copy, then this layer should also be the surface layer of Edwin's consciousness. However, even so, they have not left Edwin's spiritual world. .

In Mo Yi's impression, this time, there are no other elevators for them to board.

So how do they leave next?

Jiang Yuanrou turned her head to look at Mo Yi. Her face was a little fuzzy in the pale afterglow of the flashlight, and she smiled bitterly:

"In fact, I do not know."

Taking a deep breath, she slowly said, "The exit should be on this floor, but ... I don't know exactly where it is or what it looks like."

Mo Yi looked down slightly and nodded to show that he understood. He pulled out the map he had found on this floor from his backpack, and then unfolded it under the light of a flashlight, then said:

"This is the map I found in this floor before, maybe we can find any clues."

Jiang Yuanrou nodded and took a closer look at the paper in his hand.

According to the description of this floor on this map, the negative three floors are actually much smaller than the other two floors. It is a straight corridor, with an elevator at one end and an employee room at the other end. Flanked by several narrow wards.

Jiang Yuanrou pointed with his finger at the blackened room, and whispered in doubt:

"Do you know what is here?"

Mo Yi nodded and replied:

"Well, this is the place where mental patients do cure experiments. It was inside that that I entered the illusion for the first time."

Jiang Yuanrou whispered thoughtfully: "It sounds like a very important place."

Mo Yi nodded in agreement, refolded the map into his pocket, and said, "Let's go and see, maybe we can find any new clues."

After the two had spoken, they walked back and forth towards the deep corridor.

They carefully bypassed the debris in front of the ground, passing through the middle, preventing their movements from inadvertently touching anything and making unintended sounds.

The only light tube above the corridor illuminated a small area in front of it--

It also illuminates the half-dried dark red blood on the ground.

The thick **** smell drifted into the nasal cavity, and the cold air permeated the lungs, bringing a cold to stinging sensation.

Mo Yi froze slightly, and turned to Jiang Yuanrou and exchanged an equally doubtful look.

This scene ... seems familiar.

Mo Yi pursed his lips subconsciously, and the pale lip line stretched into a straight arc. He took a deep breath, subconsciously accelerated his pace, and walked towards the darkness in the corridor—

The flashlight flashed into the darkness ahead with his pace.

A corpse was pinned high on the wall, like a nailed insect specimen, clinging deadly to a dirty wall with dark red blood winding past. At the foot of the body, there was a half-dried pool of blood.

It was a man, his neck hanging down as if broken, his pale face covered by shadows.

Mo Yi moved a step to the side and changed an angle where he could see the man's face—

I saw a huge and weird smile on his face, his twisted lips grinded to his ears, and his eyes were two blood-red gaps, staring indifferently at a point in the void.

Having had a similar experience before, Mo Yi was not so shocked this time.

His eyebrows slowly raised, a pair of dark eyes slid down the horrible corpse, struck the man in front of him like a real eye, and finally stopped on the ground.

Jiang Yuanrou looked at the corpse, then turned to look at Mo Yi:

"Is this ... is this the boss of this floor?"

Mo Yi nodded, her pale lips tightened, and her expression on her face became a little depressed.

Jiang Yuanrou took a shallow breath and said:

"Is the person who killed them the same Edwin released on the negative floor? Is he ... so terrible?"

Mo Yi stepped forward a few steps, then squatted down without warning, reaching out and staining the blood on the ground.

He looked up at Jiang Yuanrou, pale and dignified, and slowly shook his head:

"I don't think it's him."

Jiang Yuanrou froze.

Mo Yi bowed his head slowly and rubbed his fingertips slowly. The dark red blood between his fingers was smudged by his movements. The sticky touch passed down the nerve endings into the brain. He paused, and then said:

"The blood of the negative two layers of corpse is still flowing, and this layer of blood has dried up."

Jiang Yuanrou froze, his eyes flashed, and he whispered: "So ... the boss on the negative third floor was killed first, and the woman on the negative second floor was killed after he died ... ...? "

Mo Yi nodded his face heavily, stood up with his palms on his knees, turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuanrou: "At this level, I seem to have encountered two bosses, but because I have n’t been sure who was pushing me Is it an illusion, so it is not mentioned. "

Moody paused, and continued a little dumbly:

"... it now seems likely that he is not my hallucination, but is real."

Jiang Yuan raised his head softly, his bright light brown eyes staring at Mo Yi tightly, and he said incredulously:

"He has been following you ...?"

Mo Yi nodded a little bit, looking complexly at the hung corpse, then said:

"And I suspect that on the negative level, the one who got you into the illusion is not the Edwin who was locked up, but the boss who followed me. He tricked you to open the branch line, not to put Edwin out ... "

Jiang Yuanrou's face was pale, his eyes were cold and icy, and he answered Mo Yiwei's unspoken voice:

"--But to let myself in."

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