Chapter 45

Mo Yi walked out of the hall.

The walls around me became dirty, covered with dust and damp mold, and the dust was falling down. The wall lights were hanging crookedly on the wall, falling on the ground without falling, and the light emitted became weaker and weaker.

Mo Yi turned on the flashlight and walked over the skeletons and rubble fragments that were blocking the road on the ground with difficulty in vain.

Fortunately, the lights in the hall were still on, emitting light that was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

Mo Yi speeds up.

As if he heard his footsteps, Song Qi and Wang Zezhi turned their heads and looked at him at the same time.

Wang Zezhi had a hint of joy at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. He pushed his glasses and said excitedly:

"The side mission is completed! Next, we can go out after the time is over."

Song Qi didn't say anything, but just took a step forward, staring at Mo Yi with light-colored pupils, and the sharp facial lines were slightly soft.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and said:

"Do you remember what I told you, the teddy bear who kept giving us clues?"

Wang Zezhi was stunned for two seconds, obviously not very clear about why Mo Yi raised this question at this critical moment, but he still nodded.

Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at him deeply:

"The owner of that doll...is not in these corpses."

Wang Zezhi frowned, subconsciously pushed the glasses on his nose, and replied: "Well... But the side mission has been completed, right? Maybe it's enough to default that you will find most of the bodies? After all, this dungeon is not difficult."

What he said is reasonable.

Mo Yi nodded slightly, shook his head again, without an answer.

He stood there, his eyebrows frowned, his dark eyes were extremely thoughtful, and he was slowly patrolling the entire hall, with no trace of blood on his pale cheeks, and he looked like a ghost.

Wang Zezhi was stunned and was about to say something, but Song Qi turned his head and glanced at him lightly. Although the other party did not speak, Wang Zezhi clearly saw a few words in the other party's eyes:

Don't bother him.

Wang Zezhi closed his mouth obediently, but still couldn't help but glance at Mo Yi who was still staring at him standing there, with a trace of doubt deep in his eyes.

——The countdown for this dungeon is about to come to an end, and the side quest has been completed.

They uncovered the true face of the orphanage and found the orphans' bodies... Isn't this the end?

And Mo Yi fell into deep thought at this moment.

While integrating the clues and doubts he has obtained throughout this copy, he is thinking with his thoughts and thoughts.

What exactly did he missed?

Too many mysteries have not been solved, and too many questions have not been answered.

Therefore, although the side mission of this dungeon has been completed, Mo Yi's feeling of anxiety became stronger and stronger.

It seemed as if the abyss of uncertainty opened its dark mouth in front of him, and grinned coldly at him, waiting for the prey to fall into the trap.

Mo Yi subconsciously pursed the corners of his lips and forced himself to focus his thoughts on the most important issues at the moment.

——Why are the skeletons of those brothers not on the ceiling?

Why did the two people's bodies not found, but the side mission was shown to be completed?

His intuition told him that this would be a breakthrough in the entire problem.

Mo Yi was combing every clue left to him by the teddy bear, as well as all the information about the two brothers he had fallen over: a short poem, an archive, and several puzzles.

Suddenly, Mo Yi seemed to have thought of something. He was stunned for a moment and raised his head.

Tanatos.

Whether it is Greek mythology or Hebrew mythology, there are countless pairs of famous brothers in each mythology. So why did the puzzle writer choose Tanatos and Thupunos, a pair of Gemini gods who are not particularly famous even in Greek mythology, to give him a hint?

When he was underground, he was too focused on the symbols behind Tanatus and did not think about why the other party chose Tanatus as a symbol.

The more famous title of Tanatus is the God of Death.

He and his younger brother Sleeping God Supinos are responsible for transporting the dead body when night falls.

A tremor suddenly surged in Mo Yi's heart.

A strange, but reasonable explanation was slowly drawn in his heart.

Mo Yi's eyes were a little complicated. He walked a few steps into the hall, then stood in front of Wang Zezhi, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moistened his dry throat, and said:

"The completion of the orphanage's side mission is to find the remains of other victims, right?"

Wang Zezhi nodded inexplicably and replied uncertainly: "According to the current situation, this should be true."

Mo Yi's voice fell a few degrees again, and the empty hall aroused a slight resonance in the air:

"If the system determines that our side mission is completed because... it determines that the two brothers are perpetrators?"

A layer of cold sweat suddenly emerged from Wang Zezhi's back.

The more he thought about it, the greater the possibility of this inference: if the brothers were really the perpetrators of the judge, then they found the bodies of all the victims, and the side missions were naturally determined to be successful.

At this moment, a very steady and heavy footsteps sounded from the depths of the corridor, from far to near.

Slow applause sounded, and the man's voice came from the darkness: "Excellent inference."

Everyone was shocked and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw a man slowly step out of the dilapidated and twisted corridor, his face illuminated by the dim lights in the hall.

Wang Zezhi lost his voice: "Zhao Yicheng?!"

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered the solemnity in his eyes - no, it was not Zhao Yicheng. Although he had the same face and clothing, both expressions and movements, and even his temperament had undergone great changes. His face was dark and his eyes were dull, just like the possessed newcomer.

Another person following him verified Mo Yi's conjecture.

The clothes were covered with half-dried blood, and half of the man with an unrecognizable face covered with blood scabs, holding a black barrel in his hand, his face numb and stiff, and he was the "doctor" locked underground by him and Wang Zezhi.

The victim and the perpetrator finally officially met.

And, behind the scenes.

Mo Yi grabbed Song Qi's palm that was hanging beside him and wrote a few words in his palm.

Then he let go of his hand as if nothing had happened and stared at the "Zhao Yicheng" standing on the other side of the hall.

"Zhao Yicheng" twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile:

"The little bugs who have been suppressing me and preventing me from moving finally...if you said that they have been "released" by you, I can finally move now. Thank you for your help."

His voice was hoarse, as if it had been scorched by flames: "Now, you will stay forever."

At this moment, Mo Yi suddenly raised his voice and asked, "—Where is Albert and Aaron?"

"Zhao Yicheng" moved his stiff head, looked at Mo Yi with a pair of dull eyes, and then slowly showed a venomous smile:

"I can't move, of course I have to find a cover to let you complete the task. Wouldn't two helpless orphans be the best bait?" Before he finished speaking, a thin figure of a child appeared in each corridor on both sides.

Their limbs and heads seemed to be hanging from threads, standing in the dark like puppets, unable to see their faces and figures, but it made those who watched them feel chill all over.

Wang Zezhi's mind was messy, as if the sky was falling: notes and teddy bears... are traps? are bait? They were designed by the ghosts of this orphanage from the beginning?!

At this moment, Mo Yi's cold and clear voice came from beside him. Even at this time, his tone was still calm and calm, as if nothing could disturb his mood:

"It's hard to clean up the endgame after killing all the orphans. Even if you have a whole basement to slaughter and dismember it, transporting so many corpses and hiding them on the ceiling is not a small project."

"Zhao Yicheng"'s smile was restrained a little, and he turned his eyes to stare at Mo Yi without an answer.

Mo Yi continued to say on his own: "In the files I have been reading, these brothers have been here for the longest time and the oldest. Helping to deal with the body is the best choice, not to mention that they can be disposed of directly after the delivery, so there is no need to worry about the secret leak."

"Zhao Yicheng"'s face was covered with a fury: "So what? They were my puppets when they were alive, and so did they die."

Mo Yi smiled: "If this is true, how could they secretly ask us for help?"

The closer it is to the end of the copy time, the more frequent the paper appears, and the person above also changes from "me" to "us", and the same sentences appear repeatedly, with the interval between one and another - until behind the last paper, a clear call for help appears: "helpus".

Save us.

"Zhao Yicheng"'s eyebrows became more and more sinister, and he smiled: "It's just..."

Mo Yi interrupted his unfinished words and continued in a cold tone: "If that were really the case, how could they secretly remind me where their bodies were hiding?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp sound of "Kara" suddenly came from behind him!

Song Qi suddenly moved to the door, leaned down, and under the beams of the hanged corpses, his fingers embedded in the rotten floor, and suddenly lifted it up.

Under the dust, two white bones were exposed below the ground.

——Mo Yi was delaying time just now!

"Zhao Yicheng" was shocked and said to the person standing behind him: "Kill them!"

The person behind him raised the black barrel with a numb expression. At this moment, the souls of the two children who looked like puppets stood up normally as if the control line had been cut off, and then rushed towards the man holding the gun!

There was a loud "bang" and the gunshots went off.

With a howl, a large amount of blood suddenly spread out from the doctor's body, and his whole body was as if it was dehydrated and stuck on the dusty ground.
To be continued...