At this moment, Mo Yi's watch made a slight "drip sound", pulling him back from his thoughts.

He blinked and looked down at the dial:

There are still ten minutes and five o'clock.

In order to prevent himself from missing the time, Mo Yi specially set a reminder ten minutes before the end of free time.

Although the rules above the ground do not apply on the ground, if you don’t go back at dinner, it will inevitably arouse suspicion from other players.

In addition...Mo Yi felt that he needed to meet Song Qi.

He lowered his eyes, piled up the documents he had read on one side, stood up, and finally took a deep look inside the house, then turned around and walked out.

Even if it wasn't the first time I saw it, the house covered with dry blood was still shocking.

Mo Yi opened his eyes and walked sideways through the narrow gap between the bed.

Unconsciously, his knee suddenly hit a hard and cold metal edge. Mo Yi took a breath of cold air in pain and looked down.

I saw a small bed lying on the ground, with four metal legs straight towards the sky - it hit Mo Yi's knee.

Mo Yi frowned tightly, the numbness on his knees had slowly disappeared, but a hint of chill flashed through his heart.

He remembered that when he came in, no bed was overturned.

On the bed with four legs facing the sky, there was a small blood mark printed, which was different from the other black and old blood stains in the room. The color of this handprint was dazzling red, and it was printed in the middle of the bedboard, with a clear outline.

It's like it's just printed.

Mo Yi felt a chill on his back and he couldn't help but look at his side.

At this moment, his eyes glimpsed at a familiar outline - a brown gray teddy bear, sitting upright on the bed behind him, looking at him with two complete black eyes.

Mo Yi concentrated again and looked in that direction quickly.

The bear has disappeared.

Only on the dirty bed sheets with blood-dried blood, there was an invisible indentation left.

Mo Yi was stunned, his eyes slowly became serious, and deep thought flashed in his eyes.

Before, he always thought that this teddy bear was the incarnation of the ghost in this dungeon and a "death sign".

After all, he saw a flash of the teddy bear before he was in danger, and the same was true before the second victim died.

However, what happened in the doll house somewhat subverted his previous view.

After looking back and recombining what happened before, a completely different guess surfaced.

If... this teddy bear is actually a reminder?

Its appearance warns the player of danger and even prompts the player of new clues.

If this guess is true, then why does it do this?

Mo Yi frowned in confusion, and scattered speculations circling in his mind.

He looked down at his watch—it was five minutes away from ringing the bell.

I don't have time to check it out carefully.

After Mo Yi marked the bed where the teddy bear appeared, he hurriedly walked out of the passage.

As soon as he closed the iron door again, the harsh metal ringtone rang.

Mo Yi pulled the blanket rolled up next to him, covered the iron door on the ground in a hurry, then stood up and walked quickly towards the restaurant.

Other players have basically arrived one after another.

Yixun Mo quickly swept around everyone, but found that there was no Song Qi in it.

He lined up in a row with confusion and walked to the dining table.

Today's dinner was exactly the same as yesterday, with rough, dry black bread and turbid water. This time the water was as greasy and dusty as usual, and seemed to be harder to eat than before.

Mo Yi noticed that although most people were not very willing this time, they still took some water away.

He lowered his eyes lightly, walked to the stage, and received the same amount of food and water as yesterday.

After Mo Yi turned around, he was stunned.

Song Qizheng stood not far away, looking paler than before, and even his lips lost a faint blood color.

He put one hand in his pocket, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked straight at Mo Yi.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, the two walked towards the table together and sat down.

They tacitly did not mention the other party's place when they were freely active today.

Mo Yi chewed the dry black bread tastelessly, and the shadow of his eyelashes hanged low on his calm face, looking a little unpredictable.

He doesn't trust Song Qi.

There are too many mysteries in this person that he cannot help but doubt.

However, Mo Yi had to admit that since entering the dungeon, Song Qi did not do anything that hurt him, and he was quite protective of him in words and behaviors, and even saved his life.

He subconsciously turned his wrist, and there seemed to be a burning pain remaining on it, engraved on the flesh and blood, and it hurts one after another.

Song Qi's low voice came from his ears:

"What, does it still hurt?"

Mo Yi looked up when he heard the sound, and saw Song Qi squinting his eyes as light as fog, with no expression on his face with sharp lines, but a little hidden good concern overflowed deep in his eyes.

Mo Yi smiled, shook his head gently, lowered his head and ate the bread in his hand in a few seconds, then patted the bread crumbs on his hand, and stood up.

He whispered a word in Song Qi's ear:

"Come with me."

Mo Yi put his hand on Song Qi's shoulder and patted him gently, but unexpectedly felt that the muscles on the other party's shoulder suddenly became tense under his palm.

The two left the restaurant one in front and one behind.

As soon as I left the door, the light suddenly became dim, and the dim wall lights barely illuminated the dilapidated and old corridor, making it even more cold and grim.

Mo Yi didn't say anything and walked straight towards the corridor where the dean's office was.

He was forced to participate in this weird escape game, and the only way to escape was to get enough points, and if he wanted to get points, he had to complete the hidden tasks in the dungeon.

Fortunately, this dungeon is less difficult, and after half of the game time, he already has clues to hidden tasks.

And from just now, Mo Yi has been struggling with whether he wants Song Qi to share points with him?

If he had no doubts at the beginning, Mo Yi would naturally not be stingy, and Song Qi was full of doubts, which forced him to hesitate.

But now, Mo Yi has made up his mind.

Mo Yi reached out and touched his tightly wrapped wrist - no matter how suspicious Song Qi was, the love that saved his life would have to be paid back.

Just as he walked into the corridor, Mo Yi suddenly realized that Song Qi did not follow.

He turned his head in confusion and saw Song Qi standing at the entrance of the corridor, half of his face hidden in the darkness caused by the light. His long eyelashes covered his light-colored eyes and could not see clearly the expression on his face.

Are you worried about the last time?

Mo Yi frowned without a trace and said, "It doesn't matter. I came here when I was freely active just now. It's very safe, don't worry."

Song Qi raised his eyes and looked at him, with unknown emotions flashing in his eyes, and he was silent.

Suddenly he curled the corners of his lips and showed a smile: "Okay."

After saying that, he took a step and walked in.

Mo Yi turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief: He had just thought that Song Qi would make excuses to shirk the same as before.

The two walked towards the depths with the faint lights in the corridor.

Mo Yi squatted down and groped on the ground.

Song Qi stepped forward a few steps, squatted down beside him, and helped him lift the blanket up.

He looked at the face sideways and said, "Your hand is injured, I'll help you."

After lifting up the blanket, Song Qi easily pulled up the iron door on the ground, and the two walked down one after another.

The turbid and dirty air below the ground has dissipated a little, but the dusty environment and the yin scent of the stale blood are still very uncomfortable.

Mo Yi rubbed his nose, curbed his urge to sneeze, and walked straight into the second room inside.

He accelerated his pace and walked to the small bed where the teddy bear he marked appeared, then lowered his body and searched carefully on the entire bed.

Mo Yi lifted the bed sheet stained with solidified blood, searching for the mattress inch by inch, looking for any unknown secrets hidden inside. He even lifted up the bed board and carefully checked it, but still couldn't find anything beyond his expectations.

Mo Yi stopped, looked at the scattered bed in front of him, frowned and thought about what he had left.

At this moment, a sentence suddenly flashed through his mind. Mo Yi was stunned and muttered subconsciously:

“…undereryourbones,beneathyourskin…?”

Mo Yi's eyes lit up instantly. He looked at the small bed in front of him again, then tentatively lifted one corner of the bed, barely stuck on his arm, and then reached his other hand under the bed post-

Sure enough, the inside of the metal bed post is hollow.

Mo Yi's eyes became more and more bright, and he fumbled through the four bed posts of the small bed one by one as usual. Finally, a piece of paper was found in the gap of the bed post at the head of the small bed.

This note is more worn and dirty than other notes.

Mo Yi spread the note and saw an empty gallows drawn with crayons on it, with several English letters with different gaps under it.

——A villain is still missing now.

He pursed his lips, raised his head, his eyes wandering around the room, and finally landed on the overturned bed.

The small bloody handprint looks shocking.

Mo Yi curled his lips.
Chapter completed!