Chapter 76

Before going out, Bo Ye pulled a camouflage jacket at will.

In the man's neckline, the half hidden and half exposed clavicle flashed water color under the incandescent light, and there were several tooth marks on it.

Gu Meng leans against the door frame. When she looks back, she knows most of him.

I must have been fooling around with Tang Zhi just now.

"What's Peter barking about?"

Bo Ye pulled a high neckline zipper over his neck and lifted up his sleeves again. He approached the crowd on the corridor and asked.

Gu Meng raised his chin to the next cell and replied, "dead."

"What?" Bo Ye thought he had heard something wrong and said, "is Peter Pan dead?"

“……” Gu Meng rolled her eyes and said, "it was the little girl who watched the night together last night."

Peter Pan almost lost his heart just now, and had already stepped back to his room.

Only then did Bo Ye understand and nodded.

He rolled up his sleeve on the other side, walked toward the center, raised his hand all the way to block the crowd, and whispered, "excuse me."

Many female players in his side, are unconsciously more than two eyes, after a subtle look down the head.

Bo Ye's face was still a little unnaturally flushed because he had just rolled down from Tangzhi. In addition, he held the fire, and his whole body was filled with extreme impatience.

His forehead and neck are sweat, coupled with a handsome look, those female players only feel sexy in the eyes, it is walking hormone.

Anyone who looks at the heart has to "bang" twice.

When Bo Ye arrived at the door of the cell, he saw the bloodstains all over the door and frowned in disgust.

There was no light in the room, so it was dark, but a triangular bright yellow light cut into the half open door.

In the light, the condensation of blood spread all over the floor, and a person fell in the pool of blood, motionless.

I want to know it's the little girl with bangs.

The body is in the dark. I can't see the details.

Bo Ye opened the door without thinking.

The outside lights cast shadows on the floor of the room, high and low.

At the same time, players through the corridor of light, finally see the full picture of the body.

Everyone "bang" to the rear scattered, the crowd suddenly sounded startled and afraid of the voice of discussion.

Among them, the thin girl couldn't bear it first, and fell to the ground with the help of the corridor railing: "what is this? What the hell! It's also Can you call people? "

The short man's face was ugly. Facing the corpse lying on the floor, he wanted to see it but couldn't bear to look at it: "is the skin all scratched? Scraped one by one, damn it. How miserable it should be when you die. "

"Good little girl Who's the trouble? " Another man covered his mouth and nose and retreated away from the door.

At this time, the cell is like a slaughterhouse, with blood splashing everywhere on the floor, sheets, pillows and walls.

The body lay in a pool of blood, both on the face and on the body, were scratched to pieces.

A close look at the wound on the face, is a longitudinal lines, originally still a delicate face, like a plowed field, has been difficult to distinguish the true face.

The whole skin on the arm was combed down, mixed with flesh and blood, piled up in the wrist, scattered into a circle, making the scalp numb.

Even if there is no malice to align the bangs, but looking at the corpse which has been lifted a layer of skin, people inevitably feel disgusted.

"Did you hear anything in the evening?" The glasses man took off his glasses and wiped them on his clothes. His voice was calm, but his pale face could not be hidden. "I haven't fallen asleep in my room, but I haven't heard any sound. If this player is really skinned and died There should be no movement in the process. At least, can you call for help? "

Standing at the periphery of the crowd with arms around her, she said, "I'm in the next room. If there's a sound or no sound, you should hear it most clearly. But it's very quiet at night, and there's no strange sound."

"Speaking of the news Was there an earthquake around ten o'clock? " The short man responded and asked the others, "the sound is really no sound, but the whole room is shaking. Do you have that feeling?"

"Yes." Glasses man put on glasses again, nodded, "but the vibration amplitude is not big, did not care at that time."

Many players also nodded, indicating that there is such a thing.

In the crowd, people with perplexed expressions all have too good sleep quality, so they don't feel the vibration.

"Have you ever had an earthquake?" EN Jin just stood by the door frame and asked Bo Ye.

Bo Ye said casually, "candi and I got a shock not long after we came back."

"This girl doesn't have a roommate?" he asked

Just then, the people behind him exclaimed, and the high volume was almost shaken: "look! Is there someone else there? "

The players looked in the direction he pointed.

In the corner of the ivy wall, a dark shadow huddled there.Because it's a corner where the light can't reach, it's easy to be ignored.

Bo Ye is closest to the door, slapping the lights on the wall.

The incandescent lamp "zilala" ran through the current twice, and the room was illuminated with snow.

People can see clearly, shivering in the corner of the wall is the boy with a small flat head, the white clothes are full of splashing blood, shaking into chaff.

"In his hands What is it? " For some reason, the short man began to shake, "it can't be It won't be he who takes the little girl... "

There was no response from the crowd. They all stood at the door and watched the strange scene inside.

Small flat head, white as powder, was holding a steel brush soaked in blood red.

At this time, he raised his head and looked at the people at the door in a daze, with water in his eyes and his lips trembling: "I I didn't mean to Listen to my explanation... "

Before listening to the explanation, a cold chill rose from the bottom of people's hearts.

"I went to bed early tonight. Before going to bed, she was still tossing and turning on the upper bunk, saying that she was afraid and had a premonition that the thing would come to her, because the two players who patrolled with her last night died, and there was no reason that the thing would let her go."

"I didn't pay any attention to it. It would have happened early. Now the day has passed and I feel safe in my room..." The little Flathead, covered with a blanket, said incoherently, "but who knows, that thing is pervasive, this In this prison, no place is safe... "

He held his head in his arms, and his eyes looked around in panic. He shivered and continued: "then I fell asleep, and then Later, when she woke up, she found herself standing on the ground with an iron brush in her hand She... "

Small flat head whimper, can see that the stimulation is not small.

He wiped his face and calmed his mood. He didn't want the bloodstain on his face to rub more terrifying.

"Then you came in. That's what happened. I really don't remember anything. You believe me!"

Small flat head looked at a circle, flustered swept around the player's face, eager to seek positive eyes.

Unfortunately, most people are still afraid of him, and their eyes unconsciously reveal their guard and vigilance.

People only believe what they see. The image of the boy in front of him standing in the room with a steel brush and soaked in blood for a while can't disappear. They can't accept such a miraculous explanation.

"I understand..." Knowing that he was not convincing, he bowed his head and wiped his face in frustration. "You must think I'm crazy. I don't believe these words."

"Do you have the habit of sleepwalking?" EN Jin changed her stance and leaned back to the door frame and looked at Xiao Ping.

Since the accident, he has never had any emotional ups and downs, and is not as calm as ordinary people, so he has attracted a lot of attention.

"No! Absolutely not Seeing that someone could talk to him in such an ordinary manner, xiaopingtou was very excited, and hastened to prove his innocence, "I have never sleepwalking, and my family has no genetic history in this respect. I really don't know what happened."

Gu Meng remembers the ghost of last night and guesses: "is it possible Is that something that got on you

There was a chill hissing in the crowd.

Can you still get on?

This is not the end of the calf.

In the face of ghosts and gods, they must not be able to play. At the same time, they can't defend themselves. Maybe it's the rhythm of mass destruction.

At this moment, a voice from all over the world said, "that Sorry, I'm really sleepy. I'll go back to my room first. "

As he said so, almost at the same time, most people felt a burst of sleepiness.

"Isn't it strange..." The short man yawned, with tears in his eyes, and said, "I'm still in the spirit. I'm so sleepy that I can't stand my feet."

He waved his hand and said, "I'm gone. I'll talk about it tomorrow morning. If I stay down, I'll roll to the ground and sleep."

Gu Meng rubs his eyes and feels sleepy. He looks at the clock on the opposite wall for the first time.

It's eleven forty-seven.

It's three minutes to zero. It's time for the first group.

The second hand turned one by one, "tick tick tick", as if to say that the game time of the night began.

In the crowd, only four players are still awake.

They looked at this, then at that, and even the little flat head who had just been stimulated looked drowsy.

"Ah? You You're just leaving? " Seeing that most of them were walking to their rooms, a sober man asked timidly, "can you sleep if this happens?"

The imperial sister pushed open the door next door, almost closed her eyes and walked in: "too sleepy, can't endure."

When the people in the corridor are empty, the hour hand, minute hand and second hand overlap together.

Tonight, the four players who are in charge of guarding the night stand in the silent corridor and look at each other.The door of the dead cell had been closed, and only the blood on the floor and one door reminded them of what had happened.

"That boy is so bold." A man grinned, trying to ease the atmosphere, "there's still a body in it, so he goes back to sleep."

Another person looked around nervously, swallowing and salivating, and said, "it's not right. It seems that Deliberately make others fall asleep, so as to make it convenient for us... "

Only half of what he said, the others shivered at the same time.

More energetic.

"I won't go tonight." The man with the number of the last one wiped his cold sweat and said in a hard voice, "the female prison guard didn't say what would happen if she didn't go on patrol. On the contrary, there was a risk of being tortured and killed."

"No way." A female player was more cautious and advised him, "no one didn't go on patrol two days ago. Who knows what will happen if you violate the rules, you'd better be careful."

The man seemed to have made up his mind. He waved his hand and said, "I have experienced two games before. Sometimes, some rules are dispensable. You have to break them bravely to save your life."

So he convinced himself and suddenly became relaxed: "I'm not going anyway, and I'm not safe outside. If I have to die, it's better to die in sleep."

In fact, people who say so have a certain degree of assurance in their heart.

The woman shook her head and ignored him. She said to her companion, "let's go. Go first and have a look at it."

The companion nodded and followed.

"You're not going to patrol, man?" The man's roommate was still a little nervous and asked, "in case..."

"Don't be in a hurry!" The man was a little impatient and obviously didn't want to entangle the topic any more. He walked to the room and said, "you can go if you want. I don't want to be scraped into pieces and hang on the vines one by one tomorrow. I went to sleep."

My roommate was in a dilemma for a moment. He caught up with him and said, "Hey, wait for me."

When Gu Meng and en Jin return to the room, Peter Pan is already unconscious on the floor.

See the little boy is not bed, en Jin heart satisfaction, did not find fault.

Even if you are too sleepy to open your eyes, you should prevent Peter Pan from rubbing against the bed.

Gu Meng rolls into the lower bunk, and when his head tilts, he will fall into a dark unconscious state.

He half opened one eye, held the last trace of consciousness, and called softly: "en Jin Turn off the lights. "

Just finish saying, side roll in a person again, still impolitely press half of his body under the body.

"No more." EN Jin murmured in a low voice, and rubbed on Gu Meng's shoulder. She did not move when she found a comfortable position.

"You sleep up there." Gu Meng was too pressed to move. He felt a little headache, so he had to raise his hand and knock on his back. "It's killing me."

"I can't go up. I'm so sleepy..." Soft voice more and more blurred, sleepy consciousness, began to talk nonsense, "pressure can not die Bo Ye didn't crush Tang Zhi to death... "

“…… Can it be the same? "

Gu Meng is also too sleepy to hold on, but can't help en Jin.

When he closed his eyes, he put his hand into the hair behind en Jin's head and pulled it out of anger.

It's a pity that I didn't have any strength. It became a vague scratch. It was like coaxing Enjin to sleep.

Soon, Gu Meng also fell asleep with a head in her arms.

"Pooh.". "Pooh.".

In the silent room, the noise continued.

The man named the last one suddenly woke up with a layer of sweating on his forehead.

He didn't move on his side, his eyes moving fast.

Occasionally, there are searchlights outside the window, which can illuminate the cramped cell for a moment.

The man was relieved to see the room as usual.

"Pooh.". "Pooh.". "Pooh.".

At this time, he noticed the sound from the upper berth.

Listen to the sound, it seems that the people above are pounding something wet and soft.

The man took a glance at his side and called out: "big brother? What are you doing? "

The pounding stopped.

The man sat up hesitantly, looked up at the upper bed board, and asked, "what are you doing? I don't sleep in the middle of the night. "

"Oh, you are awake." The upper bunk brother finally made a voice and replied, "I can't sleep. I'll stick something in."

The man felt his roommate's tone of voice was strange, but he couldn't tell where it was. It was not the same as usual.

"What is to be inserted? It's so loud and puffy that I wake up. "

The man took a towel from the head of the bed, ready to wipe sweat, while casually asked.

He had just wiped the sweat off his face when a drop of liquid fell on his face.

"What..." The man had to wipe it again and turn over the towel to check, but he couldn't see anything clearly. He couldn't help muttering, "brother, don't be so big. You're still drawing maps on your bedding at night...""Fun stuff." The upper bunk said at this time, the voice was very quiet, "do you want to see it?"

Smell speech, the man pauses for a while, the back inexplicably climbed up a silk chill.

His first reaction was to refuse. It seemed like he was in a hurry to show him the thing.

I think so, but somehow he said, "but Yes

From the upper bunk came the "creaking" sound of the iron bed shaking.

The man heard that the man stepped down on the bar beside the bed.

Then, there is a series of "grid Leng Leng" continuous collision sound.

It's like the sound of many sticks scraping through the bars one by one.

"What are you doing?"

The man looked sideways.

The upper bunk was already standing at the head of his bed.

The room is too dark, the man can only see a group of dark figures, standing straight beside.

But I feel that the edge of the shadow is rough, which is strange.

"Brother?" For some reason, he felt a little nervous.

"You don't seem to be able to sleep." The upper bunk said, "or we'll play together."

The man swallowed his saliva and felt something wrong.

But he just couldn't move on the bed. His legs were as soft as noodles: "play What are you playing with? "

Just at this time, the outside searchlight swept over again, illuminating everything in the cell.

At the head of the bed, the man on the upper bunk glared and laughed at him.

In addition, under the neck inserted with iron swabs, blood dripping, body dense, almost no gap.

See this scene, the man was like a moment of strength, scalp tension.

He collapsed, his mouth opened, and his face was bursting.

"You see." The upper bunk people smile more ferocious, reaching out from the body to pull out a bundle of sticks, and without blinking to poke back, "so inserted, especially to relieve boredom."

"Pooh.". "Pooh.".

The upper bunk poked himself with a iron stick, and the meat in front of him was already blurred, which was covered with blood foam and became a pile of mud.

But the man is ignorant and unconscious, and seems to be doing a very interesting thing.

"Do you want to play together?"

The man's eyes were full of panic, and he gradually opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

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