Chapter 111:

Chapter 111
Mo Yi's gaze stayed for a few seconds on the place illuminated by the flashlight's lamppost, and he couldn't help but stun it.
The small box was lying quietly on an old mottled iron frame, covered with dust, and seemed to be integrated into a mountain of folders, except that the silver keyhole above was flashing metallic under the light. luster.
The breath of dust permeated the cold and staid archive room, spreading into his lungs along his respiratory tract.
Mo Yi subconsciously moved his previously injured palm.
The shallow dull pain was transmitted directly to his mind through the consciousness that was paralyzed by the thick ice layer, stimulating his peripheral nerves.
He closed his eyes and breathed slightly.
After entering the negative second floor, he has always had a sense of unreality.
This feeling gradually deepened with the appearance of the illusion again and again, as if silt generally accumulated in the bottom of the heart, slowly increasing and rising, as if to penetrate from his seven tricks, gradually submerging his five senses.
This is a huge panic rising from the bottom of my heart.
I feel that everything around me is unreal-this copy, this floor, this corridor, Jiang Yuanrou, or even himself, is it true? Is it just an illusion?
And the appearance of the sugar just now deepens this feeling.
Why did it appear that this copy was deliberately fabricated to confuse him? Does it really exist?
This copy misleads the player with clues that look like real or fantasy, or true or false, depriving the player of the reality bit by bit.
In the previous tense situation, Mo Yi forced himself not to think about this disturbing problem, but the more depressed he became, the more he became vengeful.
He tightened his palm, and there was an endless sharp pain at the root of his injured finger, breaking through the thick layer of ice on the nerve, piercing it deep into the texture like a sharp steel needle, scraping the bone.
The pain can make the ubiquitous unrealism in his heart clear away.
A low, doubtful female voice sounded in the dark and empty room: "... Mo Yi?"
Mo Yi seemed to be awakened by Jiang Yuanrou's voice and pulled out of his deep thoughts. He concealed the corners of his lips and revealed a smile: "It's all right."
After speaking, he pressed the chaotic emotions in his heart to the bottom of his heart, then reached out and touched his pocket.
Deep in the pocket is a hard, cold metal key. Mo Yi held it out and observed it under the flashlight's light: solid silver blood remained on the silver-white metal surface, and the key was uneven. There are dark blood stains in the serrations.
Mo Yi capped the cold surface of the key, then took a step towards the iron box.
He inserted the key into the silver-white keyhole of the iron box, and a slight metal collision sounded in the dead room, and then snapped together tightly.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, pressed his fingertips hard, and with a soft click, the box was unscrewed.
He lifted the lid of the box slightly open, and then flashed the box with the flashlight in his hand--
I saw a card lying quietly at the bottom of the metal box.
Mo Yi froze and reached for the card. It was an employee magnetic card. It was almost exactly the same as the employee card he found in the previous layer. .
But still can be recognized by the blurred outline of the photo, the owner of this magnetic card is a woman with long hair.
Mo Yi frowned, and his face was a little depressed.
He originally thought that the box would contain information about the copy, but he did not expect it to be a magnetic card leaving this floor.
In fact, this also makes sense-after all, the magnetic card that left the previous floor was obtained by Mo Yi after cracking the illusion. The key obtained by Jiang Yuanrou on this layer is similar, except that there are more twists and turns. .
At the same time ... another characteristic of this copy emerged clearly.
It gives too few clues.
Both the image and text clues are pathetic. The only clue that can be counted is the butterfly who has no idea what the hidden meaning is. There is no information about this copy even in the archive room. The paper in the folder is The blank, only iron box was just given a magnetic card.
The scarcity of clues in this copy is almost weird.
Mo Yi glanced down at the dial on his wrist-now more than a third of the game time has passed in the copy, but he still knows nothing about this copy.
This is too abnormal.
Mo Yi put down his hand and looked at the magnetic card in his hand.
He hadn't waited for a closer look. He just heard a loud noise coming from the door, and the sound of metal vibrations spread in the air buzzing, hitting the eardrum.
Mo Yi was startled, looked up and hurriedly glanced at Jiang Yuanrou, then put the magnetic card in his pocket, turned and ran out.
The two ran to the corridor, looking in the direction of the sound, and couldn't help but take a breath.
I saw that in front of the iron fence where they had just entered, the woman who had chased them before was facing the faint light behind the corridor and stood upright in front of the iron gate.
It seemed that Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanrou's eyes were found, and the smile on her side illuminated by the light seemed more and more exaggerated, and the action under the palm kept on, and she slaps the cold iron railing vigorously.
The buzzing from the metal was huge and sharp, and it easily penetrated the air and penetrated the human brain.
Mo Yi sharply saw that at the connection between the upper metal railing and the wall, he was rushing towards the falling dirt and dirt. As the woman slapped more and more fiercely, it fell faster and faster—
Sooner or later she will come in.
This clear recognition came to Mo Yi's mind, he took a deep breath, patted Jiang Yuanrou's shoulder, and whispered:
"Let's go."
The two turned and walked into the darkness at the end of the corridor, then stood in front of the closed elevator door.
Mo Yi took the magnetic card he had just found from his pocket, swiped it in the groove on the wall, and only heard a soft "drop" sound in the darkness.
The sound of machine braking came from the elevator shaft, and the sound produced by the friction between metal and rope echoed in the empty corridor.
The sound of slamming the metal on the back became more and more rapid. Mo Yi turned his head and glanced at the woman behind her, only to see that in the darkness, her stiff face had not changed at all, only a pair of scarlet eyes staring closely Two people.
Large chunks of the wall fell down with dust and the railings became loose with the naked eye.
There was a fine layer of cold sweat on Mo Yi's back. He took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the elevator door that was tightly closed in front of his eyes. He was in a hurry involuntarily.
Less than half a minute later, a slight "ding" came from the elevator shaft.
The diamond-shaped metal railings shrank with it, and the elevator door slowly opened in front of the two. Dim yellow lights spilled in along the slowly opening door slit, illuminating the end of the cold and dim corridor in front of them.
Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanrou breathed a sigh of relief, then moved quickly into the elevator.
The elevator door slammed behind the duo, shutting out the creepy, scalp slaps.
There was silence inside the closed elevator, and only the roar of the machine humming could be heard.
Just like the last time you took the elevator, there is no button or operating system on this elevator either, it just goes up automatically, next to the clear -2 on the screen is a slowly moving triangle, one by one. Moving up.
Mo Yi remembered the idea of ​​being interrupted just now, so he took out two magnetic cards from his pocket and compared them in the dim light of the elevator.
The names and photos of the employees above are almost indistinguishable. Only the name of the mental hospital below can be distinguished. Mo Yi got closer, and carefully observed the mottled and deformed words on it.
"Edwin Psychiatric Hospital".
Mo Yi pursed his lips, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated-two hours after entering the copy, he had just learned the name of this mental hospital, which was too unsuccessful.
But ... the name of this mental hospital is a bit weird.
Edwin ... This is obviously a personal name.
Mo Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, and could not help but be a little puzzled. It stands to reason that there are not many names of mental hospitals with people's names, let alone the use of people's names instead of their last names.
At this moment, he seemed to think of something. He turned to look at Jiang Yuanrou, who was standing aside, and asked:
"When you were behind the iron railing, were you planning to say something?"
Jiang Yuanrou lifted her head and heard her face pale, she leaned against the cold wall of the elevator and exhaled a long breath:
"I just ... feel a little weird ..."
She lowered her eyes and stared at a certain point in the void. Long curly eyelashes covered the light brown eyes. Her pale lips moved slightly, as if thinking about something.
The temperature inside the enclosed elevator is slightly higher than the corridor, accompanied by the roar of the machine and the friction of the noose penetrating from the metal wall, and a little dim dark yellow light from the top of the head is sprinkled, giving the two a breath of breath.
Mo Yi watched Jiang Yuanrou patiently, waiting quietly.
I saw Jiang Yuanrou take a deep breath, settle down, and then said:
"When you said that gender was separated, I was a bit shocked because in the last copy of me and Yuan Baijin, the players were separated by gender, and the boss of that copy was also slaughtered and hunted down by gender ...
Mo Yi stared at Jiang Yuanrou thoughtfully, and a sudden thought flashed through his heart. He interrupted Jiang Yuanrou's words without warning:
"That boss, do you know what his name is?"
Jiang Yuanrou was stunned by Mo Yi's sudden question, and answered subconsciously:
"Call ... Edwin, what's wrong?"
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Today's physical condition is a bit poor, probably the season change, dizziness and a little bit uncomfortable
Tonight, I ’ll try to add code and change it. If it does n’t, I will postpone it until next weekend.
Special thanks to Anna Doyle for a deep water, a shallow water and a rocket launcher and a grenade, Moda
Thank you all for your love, one more day next weekend
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