While standing in the corridor, the shouts and curses of the prisoners outside became more and more vague, like a gust of wind, drifting past my ears without paying attention. The prisoners could not break out of the guardrail, the prison guard
They will soon be able to regain control of the situation; however, she doesn't know where to go now. To be honest, it's hard for her to focus on the game now.
Anyone who had just heard such explosive news would probably be in a daze at this time.
Descartes forgot all about her in the blink of an eye, and murmured to himself in her mind: "It's strange... I didn't say a few words just now, so what made the female doctor show her weakness...
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Bohemia asked absently: "Where do you think we should go next?"
"Let's go to the medical department," Descartes said, noting that it was a big deal. "If Agent Geer is really sent there, and the doctor pretends not to see him, maybe we can catch a murder scene."
"I don't think so. She probably didn't see him." Bohemia pulled her thoughts away from "reincarnation" and forced herself to recall for a while: "When we were on the phone just now, she sounded really surprised.
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She still remembered that the female doctor's surprise was so sincere that her voice even involuntarily rose in pitch, completely different from her usual gentle tone - it was definitely not disguised.
"What's more, the doctor is now looking for who discovered her identity. I don't want to throw myself into a trap. Having said that, she found out out of nowhere and even said it was a sixth sense... This game is too ignorant.
That makes sense." Bohemia muttered and thought for a while: "...There's a riot outside. As the warden, why don't I go and take a look? I'd better go to the playground."
When the Descartes spirit heard this, it was obviously a little disappointed. However, its attention was soon attracted by the same problem again; when she walked out, it whispered to itself: "She
When she entered the office, she wore a blood-spattered white coat, trousers, flat shoes... gold-rimmed glasses, and took a large envelope... No matter how I thought about it, I couldn't think of any way to prove that she was a serial killer.
Killer."
"It must be because of the blood stains."
Descartes was silent for a while, and finally said: "...If it is true that she is a serial killer because of the blood stains, then I will not play the rest of the game - it is simply an insult to my IQ! Boring!"
Bohemia shrugged.
The offices of both the warden and the ordinary staff were simple and plain, and the corridor was straight and dusty. At first glance, it looked like a prison. Before going downstairs, she took one last look back at the corridor, and she always felt that it seemed a bit...
...a little too bare.
The floor is empty, the walls are empty, and there is only a row of lights on the ceiling. This kind of baldness seems to contradict something... What is it?
Bohemia was thinking in her mind as she walked downstairs. With the riot, the civilian employees didn't know where they had gone. Maybe they were all watching the excitement from the safe rooftop; her footsteps echoed
In the corridor, there was a "click-click" sound.
Amidst the rhythmic reverberation of the soles of her shoes hitting the ground, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the door handle of a room suddenly turn; the door lock made a "click" sound, and the person inside tried to open the door, but failed.
It didn't open at all. Then, Bohemia heard a roar from behind the door: "Hey!"
She was startled and stopped in her tracks.
"Who is outside?" The man behind the door shouted louder and louder, "Why is the door locked? Open it!"
At this time, Bohemia also recognized who the owner of the voice was. He took a breath and asked subconsciously: "Old leather shoes?"
"Ah? What?" The man behind the door seemed to be on fire, "Is it you, Miss Winters?"
"Why are you here?" Bohemia took a few steps towards the door and almost said the next sentence, "Weren't you just killing someone outside?"
"Open the door first!" Old Leather Shoes shouted again, but this time his voice was calmer. "I have been waiting for you to come over in the conference room, and you are already ten minutes late!"
Have you been waiting for her to come over?
Bohemia tried to twist the doorknob, but found that she could not open it without the key. She told Old Leather Shoes about the situation, and asked: "Who asked you to wait for me in the conference room?"
"It's your secretary, who else could it be?"
Bohemia is a bit confused and confused about the situation.
"Is your door broken? It seems like it can't be opened once it's closed, and the lock cylinder won't turn..." Old Leather Shoes was very angry and shook the door handle a few times, causing the door to clang: "Gr.
I don’t know what happened to you, but your secretary sent someone to the medical room. Do you have any news about him? Is he stable now? "
Agent Geer really suffered from convulsions, but the old leather shoes had been waiting for her in the conference room, and it seemed that they were locked up... Since he couldn't get out, who was the person who killed someone outside the playground just now? Also
, the female doctor said she didn’t see Geer, but what about others?
Bohemia was one and the same. She hurriedly said, "I'll go find someone to get the key." After running out for a few steps, she suddenly stopped again.
If the old leather shoes have been in the conference room since Agent Geer started to fall ill, then it means... he still doesn't know about the riot?
"By the way, look out the window, what can you see?" She walked back a few steps and asked.
"Where are the windows? You made it so soundproof."
He really didn't know there was a riot outside!
Bohemia took a breath, not quite understanding what this meant; but now the key point was clear, she had to find the beef sandwich secretary. After putting down the old leather shoes, she raised her feet and headed towards the first floor.
She ran towards the door of the hall, and just when she was about to rush into the bright white sky outside, a figure suddenly flashed from the door and blocked her way.
"Miss Winters,"
The female doctor greeted her politely and stood in the sun wearing a white coat, her chestnut hair shining. "Are you going to the playground? Why are you leaving now?"
The splattered blood was still conspicuously visible on the side of her body. Bohemia paused, drying her throat and smiled at her: "Doctor, you'd better go back to the office at this time. Safety comes first."
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"I'll go to the playground with you," the female doctor walked closer to Bohemia as if she didn't hear what she said. "In case someone is injured, I can also provide first aid on the spot."
This statement is really irrefutable.
"...By the way, you said before that Agent Geer was sent to the medical room, but I didn't pick him up."
The two walked side by side for a while, and then the female doctor suddenly spoke: "...Have you found him now? Why didn't you come to the medical room when you suddenly got a sudden illness?"
You ask me, who am I asking! I also want to ask you why you became a serial killer!
Bohemia was full of complaints and her mind was in a mess. She didn't know what to answer. The female doctor suddenly turned her head and looked at her for a while. The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were slightly protruding, with black eyes.
There is no luster in it.
It was as if what she saw in front of her was not a person but a hole; her eyes went straight through the hole and did not fall on Bohemia at all.
"Miss Winters, why are you walking so far?" The female doctor looked at her and smiled slowly. The outdoor sunlight flashed her lenses into two reflections: "Wait for me."
"Player Bohemia, your acting skills are terrible," the dungeon host's voice suddenly sounded, "Please note that the serial killer is probably already suspicious of you at this time."
What should we do? Do we need to strike first?
"When did you discover her flaws, and when can she officially leave the show?"
That's over, Bohemia thought to herself, wouldn't it mean that she would have to live with a serial killer for the rest of her life? Just as she thought this, she saw a person hurriedly running towards them on the path separated by layers of barbed wire in the distance.
He waved his hand vigorously: "Miss Winters! Dr. Ming!"
Unexpectedly, the key person appeared so quickly - when Beef Sandwich ran to the two of them, he was already out of breath: "The riot, the riot has been calmed down... Because someone died, and the rest of the prisoners suffered
Shocked, our prison guards quickly controlled the situation... Doctor Ming, why are you here? I just heard a call from the nurse telling me that Agent Geer was sent to the medical room. Please go and see him quickly.
Bar!"
Did it just arrive? The riot lasted much shorter than Bohemia imagined.
The female doctor turned to look at her. "Won't the warden come and take a look?"
It seemed that she should go with her. Bohemia was reluctant in every possible way and did not dare to let the female doctor see it. At this moment, Beef Sandwich suddenly slapped his forehead and said with a wry smile: "I told the other agent,
He said that the warden could meet him in the conference room, but as a result there was a riot and I forgot about it. Dr. Ming, please go ahead and we will go there together when we meet the detective."
Bohemia was secretly relieved in her heart.
The explanation of the beef sandwich made sense - Dr. Ming nodded with a smile and walked away calmly. Bohemia looked at her steady back and frowned slightly; she couldn't help but start to imagine,
Dr. Ming may have walked through the corridor outside the office door step by step like this ten minutes ago...
What’s wrong with that corridor...? No, no, it’s not so much the corridor—
"She's really not in a hurry," Descartes muttered. "You just said on the phone that Agent Geer had a convulsion, and she's still taking it so slowly... aren't you afraid that others will think it's strange?"
This sentence was like a bolt of lightning, illuminating Bohemia's mind instantly.
