(It’s over!)

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ping was shocked. His face was already ugly because of a certain thought. His face turned as white as a sheet of paper in an instant. In addition to his body shaking and his limbs cold, conjectures also popped up in his mind, something that was almost the same as the death penalty.

A premonition of despair, that is...

It's over, it's all over, there's no hope.

It is true that the so-called "finished" does not refer to myself who is currently hiding. In fact, it is not much different, because as long as these bats are around, I am destined to die. The difference is just sooner or later. The same is true until now.

At this time, Zhao Ping's body suddenly trembled just now and finally received a logical explanation.

Yes, just now, that is, when Zhao Ping basically confirmed the result of the extremely poor perception of the female locust, he suddenly thought of something and recalled a horrific incident that he had witnessed or even experienced personally.

The mummy, who went on a killing spree during the day, once hid in a corridor with Kong Ling and two security guards.

During this period, he also determined through experiments that the sense of the mummy was weak and had almost no supernatural perception. The reality seemed to be like this. It seemed that the executor only needed to hide tightly to survive until the end of the mission. Unfortunately, he was wrong, because

Before he could secretly rejoice, Kong Ling discovered the bug, a fat beetle that was exactly the same as the bug inside the mummy nymph!

The moment he saw the beetle, Zhao Ping understood it and instantly understood the terrifying meaning of the black bug. But it was also because he had witnessed the mummy hawk releasing the black bug and understood the meaning of the bug. So, compared with the mummy bug, he understood the meaning of the bug.

Is there nothing that can be done about the purple-haired female beetle who is even more powerful? Is there no other way to enhance her own perception in disguise?

After guessing this, Zhao Ping became nervous and uneasy. So, with that nervousness, he approached the door and took a risk to observe. Next...

The anxiety was confirmed and the speculation was confirmed!

In order to make up for her own weakness of poor perception, the female locust used magic to transform herself into a group of night creatures that are best at finding them!

That’s right, unlike those black beetles that can only crawl on the ground, bats can not only achieve extremely fast speeds through flight, but are also one of the most perceptive creatures in nature. Although bats’ vision has long degraded, bats can effectively release ultrasonic waves.

Sense surrounding things, ultrasonic invisible substances, silently, just like radar

Exploring any environment, unless there are obstacles to block it, bats can always easily detect other creatures no matter how far away they are. It is really easy to find humans. It can be said that each bat is equivalent to a small radar.

The life-threatening radar that helps the female locusts search for living people, but now there are nearly a hundred bats in the corridor!

The purple-haired female locust is so smart that she turns herself into a swarm of bats to find prey!

(It’s over, there’s no hope, it’s impossible to persist until the end of the mission.)

With the door blocking the way, Zhao Ping was lucky enough not to be discovered by the bats flooding the corridor, and he also avoided being killed on the spot. However, it was meaningless, because even if the door blocked the bat's unique sound wave detection, he was still convinced that as long as the bat

If he was willing, the other party could open the door and search one by one. Therefore, he did not dare to move or make a sound, and even held his breath forcibly! For fear of being discovered by the bat outside the door, the only thing to be thankful for was...

squeak, squeak, squeak.

Xu has determined that there is no one on the first floor of the castle. Outside the door, the bats did not attack the door, but scattered after flying around for a while, and then flapped their wings in a very purposeful way and flew out of the corridor.

Eventually it disappeared into the distance and disappeared into the dark and oppressive darkness.

……………

Time: 23:40 late at night, curator's office on the 2nd floor of Chris Castle.

The closed door completely blocks the interior view of the room. No one knows what is going on inside. In other words, without entering the door to observe, this room is destined to be as ordinary and dull as other adjacent rooms with the same door.

It is tightly closed, extremely silent, and there is no sign of anyone outside the door. All these circumstances prove that there is nothing here, which is enough for anyone who passes by to ignore it.

But what about the reality?

In fact, it is not peaceful here. At this moment, if you enter the interior through the closed door, the first thing you see is the bright light. The burning of three candles brings bright light to the room. The environment is bright and the air is clear.

The smell of disinfectant floated in the air. Looking straight ahead with the help of light, I saw that the leader's desk, which was originally used for working, had changed drastically and had become a temporary operating table. A thrilling rescue operation was being carried out in front of the table.

Click, jingle.

Along with a series of soft sounds of instruments, on the right side of the stage, Tang Meng frowned and stared down, without bothering to wipe the sweat on his forehead. His slightly bloodshot eyes were always locked on the movements below, and his slender fingers washed with alcohol were controlled like this.

The surgical instruments moved slowly, making fine adjustments in Chen Xiaoyao's bare chest that had already been cut open by a sharp blade. He carefully processed the lung lobes and other respiratory organs with extremely cautious movements. It was obvious that in line with medical logic,

Under the premise of editing, the female doctor was clearing the air, repairing the damage, and doing her best to try to restore Chen Xiaoyao's breathing. Every time she adjusted for a moment, Tang Meng would put down the equipment and bend over, and then perform manual labor on Chen Xiaoyao mouth-to-mouth.

Breathe, breathe for a moment, and then the female doctor picks up the instrument to treat the chest cavity again. This cycle continues for a long time without stopping. Even though she has been extremely exhausted, her tiredness is ignored and ignored by her belief that she must save people.

Not only that, if Tang Meng is currently under unimaginable pressure, then the pressure on Cheng Ying, who is on the left side of the stage, is not much less, just as Tang Meng is forced to cycle through the process of surgical fine-tuning and artificial respiration.

, On the right side, Cheng Ying also stretched her arm forward, and her white palm, which had also been washed by alcohol, directly grabbed the heart, exposing Chen Xiaoyao.

He gently grasped Chen Xiaoyao's heart in his hand! While holding it, his fingers contracted from time to time, cyclically squeezing the heart at a speed that was completely equal to the normal heart rate. He actually used the most primitive artificial means to help Chen Xiaoyao restore his heartbeat! This is very dangerous, dangerous.

To the extreme, if the strength is not controlled well, the heart will be seriously injured by the fingers, and it may even lead to death.

but……

There is no way. This is not a hospital and there is not enough medical equipment. If she wants to save people, Tang Meng can only rely on the simple instruments she carries with her to perform operations. Due to the serious lack of high-end medical equipment, in order to increase the success rate as much as possible, the female doctor has no choice but to take risks.

, Cheng Ying, who serves as an assistant, is also guided by Tang Meng.

After being warned to take risks, the most thrilling rescue operation in history began. Whether it was Tang Meng's repair of breathing or Cheng Ying's recovery of heartbeat, no mistakes could be made during the process. There was absolutely no room for any deviation. Otherwise, not only Chen Xiaoyao would die, but also Chen Xiaoyao would die.

The ethereal soul attached to Chen Xiaoyao's body will also die!

The ending of one dead body and two lives was something Tang Meng didn't want to see, and it was even more unacceptable to Cheng Ying. Because of this, they concentrated on it and tried their best!

Nervous, indescribable nervousness, but precisely in this environment where everyone is inevitably nervous, Tang Meng miraculously suppressed the nervousness and perfectly adjusted his state with the excellent qualities of a psychiatrist. Cheng Ying also relied on

Excellent psychological quality has become a cold machine that seems to have no emotions, and then each takes responsibility

Working in their hands, one kept going back and forth between surgery and artificial respiration, while the other directly held the heart and squeezed it lightly. It was obvious that both women knew the importance of surgery. In order to save Chen Xiaoyao, they had abandoned their distracting thoughts.

Block out emotions and completely transform into two sophisticated machines that only focus on work without distractions.

The operation is still going on...

At the same time, the 3rd floor of the castle.

The passage of time can often bring psychological shock to people inadvertently. At this moment, looking at his watch, after confirming that the time has reached 23:40, which is close to midnight, Chen Shuihong couldn't help but shiver. After trembling, he looked back to observe, and then

Look at the chaotic room in front of you that looks like a Shura battlefield!

As far as the eye can see, the room is still the same, but the environment of the room has changed a long time ago. The original splendor and cleanliness have disappeared, and are replaced by extreme damage covered with rubble. There are both traces of flames and explosions, and a large number of craters.

The holes are densely distributed on the surface of the small room, turning the supposedly exquisite living room into a smoke battlefield.

It is said that it is the same as the smoke battlefield, but in reality it is not much different. At least Chen Shuihong clearly knows that a battle did take place here, an extremely fierce life and death fight, and the initiators of this result are the purple-haired female Qi and Chen Xiaoyao!

As early as a few hours ago, in order to cover the team's escape, Chen Xiaoyao was forced to stay, and he stayed to face the female locust and fight for his life with the purple-haired female locust, which was considered invincible in the eyes of others. Although Chen Xiaoyao discovered

A miracle was achieved, and the tiger talisman was used to eliminate

Female locust, it is a pity that Chen Xiaoyao himself died and basically paid the price with his life. The reason why he basically described it is because Chen Xiaoyao is still lying on the second floor not knowing whether he is alive or dead. He is accepting the mixed feelings of life and death with the joint efforts of Tang Meng and Cheng Ying.

of rescue surgery.

(Mom, is this the real destructive power of the female locust? It’s so, so perverted! I really don’t know how Chen Xiaoyao withstood the perverted attack of the female locust in the first place. God, please protect me. I don’t want to die. I don’t want to.

Die here...)

"Gudu."

Looking around the room with all the broken holes, Chen Shuihong became more and more frightened and frightened. In the end, he did not dare to look any further. He swallowed and turned around to glance forward, facing the wall.

He Fei and Qiao Mengting were observing calmly.

As Chen Shuihong witnessed with his own eyes, both He Fei and the newcomer Qiao Mengting, who was worthless in his eyes, were standing side by side observing the wall. No, not observing the wall, but observing the oil painting. They were all staring at the oil painting.

, and then carefully looked at the things in the painting. Let’s not talk about what the two of them were looking at. Also, let’s not talk about what kind of picture attracted their attention. But in Chen Shuihong’s eyes, this move and the search for

There is no difference between death, or this is just looking for death! It is the purest form of suicide, and the reason does not need to be explained at all, because this is the third floor, the highest top of the entire castle! In addition, the team was also trapped here not long ago by a female wolf.

After surviving a close call, he finally escaped from the third floor. Unexpectedly, he returned again. Under the leadership of He Fei, he returned to the starting point and returned to the third floor of this small castle.

Why?

Is He Fei stupid or crazy? Why did he return to the 3rd floor again when he knew that the space on the 3rd floor was limited and difficult to escape?

The answer is I don't know, I don't know. Anyway, Chen Shuihong couldn't find a logical explanation despite racking his brains. What he hoped most at the moment was that He Fei would end the observation quickly and then return to the building with himself and Qiao Mengting who followed him.

After all, it's too dangerous here. The narrow space is not conducive to concealed escape. Once a slug appears, they won't be able to escape!

The above are the truest thoughts in Chen Shuihong's heart at this moment. Under the pressure of fear, Chen Shuihong paced back and forth anxiously, like an ant on a hot pot. Because he was too anxious, Chen Shuihong turned his head to look at He Fei many times during this period.

, the only strange thing is...

He was obviously impatient and wanted to leave the third floor, but Chen Shuihong didn't speak from the beginning to the end. He didn't urge He Fei even once. The reason? The reason is very simple, and the reason can be explained by the fact that Chen Shuihong is not an idiot.

Indeed, there is a reason why Chen Shuihong can survive to this day. Although there is a certain amount of luck involved in his successful survival, in the final analysis, it is still due to the shrewdness of the middle-aged fat man. He knows how to read people very well and can judge people in normal situations.

Through contact and communication, you can easily find out other people's inner factors such as personality, hobbies, temperament, and even abilities.

Because of this, when He Fei first proposed to return to the third floor, he was obviously scared to death, but Chen Shuihong still nodded decisively and agreed, even to the point of not even asking the reason. Since he didn't even know the original reason.

If he asked, then it would be even less possible for him to urge He Fei at this moment, even if he was already frightened and anxious to leave.

This is Chen Shuihong, an extremely understanding person who can always see reality and form clearly, and a rare smart person who never offends anyone!

Of course, the specific extent of Chen Shuihong's savvy is not the focus at the moment. He Fei didn't care at all about the bumpy and anxious fat man behind him. He just focused on watching carefully, and looked at the oil painting in front of him with Qiao Mengting who took the initiative to follow. Maybe someone asked when he saw this.

, and the question is just as Chen Shuihong wondered just now, is He Fei stupid or crazy?

Then he returned to the third floor knowing that it was dangerous and difficult to escape, and then just stared at the oil painting in silence? Faced with the above questions, Chen Shuihong may not be able to find a reasonable answer, but He Fei knows his own family affairs.

The reason that prompted him to risk his life and return to the third floor came from a letter, a strange letter handed to him by Tang Meng himself!
To be continued...