Chapter 117

Mo Yi's heart suddenly jumped.

He used his index finger and thumb tip to pinch the hard key buried deep in his internal organs, and then used a little force to pull his palm out of the corpse's cold belly.

Accompanied by a sticky friction, the smell of blood and rotten smell in the room became stronger and stronger.

Mo Yi held his breath slightly, curbed the nausea that surged in his stomach, and then shone it into his hand with a flashlight.

Amid the dark red blood and viscera fragments, a small key lies quietly in his palm, reflecting a slight halo under the light of the flashlight.

Its surface is not smooth, and it feels uneven and rubbing to the touch. The dark brown-red marks are deeply imprinted on the key, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a rust or a blood mark.

Mo Yi pulled open his backpack with one hand, pulled out a few tissues from it, wiped his palm covered with cold blood for a while, and then carefully wiped the key.

A rusty key was revealed in front of me.

Mo Yi looked over and over for a while, but found nothing special, so he put it in his pocket.

He looked down at his watch. Now there was not much time left for ten minutes, and it was time to go find Edwin.

Mo Yi stood up and squatted for too long, which made his eyes slightly dark. He blinked hard, then moved his somewhat stiff legs, and then walked towards the door.

He opened the door, and the dim light in the corridor instantly shot in from the slowly widening crack in the door.

The familiar scenery reappeared in front of us, with narrow corridors, dark green old wallpapers, and the blurry windows.

Mo Yi's eyes fell on the blurry glass without a trace.

There were still some handprints he had just printed on it, and the white mist had basically disappeared, and the remaining half of the palm of the hand was left on the cold surface of the glass.

Through the glass, Mo Yi could see Jiang Yuanrou standing in the corridor with her petite figure facing away from him, her spine and limbs were tense, as if she was being pulled by something, standing in the middle of the corridor without going in or retreating.

Edwin's voice came from behind, and his tender voice sounded a little anxious: "Have you found the key?"

Mo Yi turned his head and looked at the closed door panel. The mottled door panels were complex in color, like an old and dirty canvas.

A childlike slim voice came through the gaps of the welded steel plate under the door, which sounded a little more anxious than before:

"Finished?!"

Mo Yi said "Hmm": "How can I know that after helping you open the door, you will fulfill your promise just now?"

Edwin's voice came sinisterly: "You can't, but she would definitely die without me."

Mo Yi lowered his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell thoughtfully on the half-closed steel plate, slowly outlining the slightly cool white light reflected on it.

He spoke, his voice was anxiety and anxiety that was inconsistent with his expression:

"Oh well……"

Edwin laughed, and before he could say anything, he just heard Mo Yi continue to say:

"But...what key?"

Edwin was obviously choked, and did not make a sound for a while. After a few seconds, he spoke gloomyly:

"What's the meaning?"

Mo Yi:

"I found three keys in that room. Which one opened your door?"

His fingers were reaching into his pocket, slowly urging the three keys in his pocket, two of which were used copper and silver keys on the second floor, and one of which was the rusty key he had just found in the body in the room.

The sound of metal collisions sounded in his pocket.

Mo Yi continued with a calm expression: "I found one in the doll's belly, one in the mouse's belly, and one in the human corpse."

Edwin's voice suddenly rose and said in disbelief:

"How can there be three? Impossible! Impossible!"

Mo Yi had a little idea in his mind - although the bosses on the two floors were limited by the physical conditions on each floor, they seemed to have no ability to communicate with him, so he could not confirm the ability of "Edwin" who could communicate or even negotiate conditions.

And now it seems that if even his lies cannot be exposed, Edwin, who was locked in the door, probably would not have the control over this corridor that he feared.

This can prove two things.

First, the Jiang Yuanrou seen in the window is fake, and second... Edwin once saw Jiang Yuanrou.

Mo Yi had a clear mind, but his face was still calm and he asked deliberately: "Or...I'll try it one by one?"

The air pressure inside the door was even deeper, and the narrow corridor was silent. After a while, Edwin said gloomy and lowly:

“…No need for now.”

really.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes clearly - according to Edwin's suspicion and fickleness, he found that the development of things was completely different from what he imagined, so he naturally did not dare to try it easily, for fear of any traps inside.

What's more, if it was really as he said, the other two bosses were Edwin's other two personalities, and their relationship was not harmonious... Then the rift between them would make Mo Yi's lie even more difficult to expose.

Mo Yi's lips curled up slightly, but his face still showed a look of embarrassment. He pondered for a while, and then continued:

"That Yuanrou..."

There was silence inside the door and no sound came.

Mo Yi struck while the iron was hot, and said anxiously: "I, I can go to several other places on this floor to find the whereabouts of other keys, if you can ensure Yuan Rou's safety during this period..."

This proposal is reasonable.

Edwin's voice came from the door, and the childlike voice combined with his gloomy tone sounded particularly strange through the thick door panel:

"...Yes, but if you have any bad things, don't forget that your companion is still in my hands."

Mo Yi's expression remained unchanged, but the words in his mouth were anxious and uneasy:

"I, I know."

Immediately afterwards, he spoke hesitantly, with a weak volume: "Do you have any doubts? Where do you think the key may appear? I at least find a target...?"

Mo Yi held his breath slightly, waiting for Edwin to step into this small trap.

This copy itself gives too few clues, and the corridor on this floor is too complex and changeable. Blind searching will only waste not much time, and the news obtained from the boss is different...

He believed that the place where the key might be hidden must have a special position in this copy, and may become the key point of this breakthrough.

Mo Yi's heartstrings were quietly tense-

After a silence, Edwin's somewhat cold and depressed voice came:

"…There is a room, another corridor. If there is no key in the room next to it, then it is only possible that it is there."

Mo Yi continued to ask quietly: "The terrain here is too complicated. I may not be able to find it if you say that..."

There was another gloomy silence.

The squeaking sound of rusty metal friction sounded, and a dirty ball of paper was thrown out from under the metal partition, rolled twice on the thin greasy carpet, and stopped tremblingly on the ground.

Mo Yi cursed his lips, stepped forward a few steps, bent down and picked up the ball of paper from the carpet.

With a burst of paper rubbing, his fingers skillfully spread the paper balls, revealing the wrinkled paper surface.

The simple map of the crooked and simple with crayons is drawn on it, with tender lines, which is obvious to the child's handwriting.

Mo Yi bent his eyes and knew that this was the best result he could get. So he stopped when he saw the good news and spoke:

"Please be sure to protect Yuanrou, I will definitely come back as soon as possible."

His voice was firm and mixed with a bit of urgency, and there was a perfect sense of panic and anxiety, which sounded very realistic.

After saying that, Mo Yi took his legs without hesitation, turned the light of the flashlight to the highest point, and then walked quickly towards the depths of the corridor, throwing the closed door far behind him.

The lights in front became more and more dim, and under the shaking light of the flashlight, the shadows swayed on the dark green wallpaper, making the dark green butterflies on it look as if they are moving slowly.

Mo Yi roughly outlined the outline of the map drawn on the note in his heart, and then accelerated his pace with ease and shuttled through the maze-like corridor.

The nearly identical corridors on the road almost give people a sense of visual fatigue, and similar scenery everywhere makes people unconsciously numb.

Mo Yi lowered his head and looked at the wrinkled paper in his hand again, and then slowly stood still.

Going forward a little further should be the room marked on the simple map.

He stared at the crooked lines on the paper for a few seconds, carefully smoothed the paper and stuffed it into his pocket.

After doing all this, Mo Yi raised his head and took a deep breath, then walked towards the depths of the corridor in front of him, shrouded in shadow.

A door was quietly embedded at the end of the corridor, and the painted surface on the wooden door was mottled and peeled off, looking very old.

Unlike the rooms Mo Yi passed by along the way, the door of this room was half-closed, and the deep, lightless darkness penetrated out of the cracks of the door, as if something was peering behind the door.

Mo Yi breathed slowly and then walked forward quickly.

He reached out his hand to push the door open, but just as his slightly cool fingers were about to touch the door panel, his movements stopped.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his hands stretched out changed directions, slowly stroked the position on the side of the wooden door.

As he moved, fine wood chips fell down, floating under the light column of the flashlight, looking like dust, and the rough touch came down the fingertips—

This door was destroyed by force... that is, it was knocked open.

And the traces on it are very new, which means that this should be something that happened just now...

An expected name slowly floated into Mo Yi's heart:
Chapter completed!