Chapter 33:

Mo Yi tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward and looked carefully at the painting.
After looking for a while, he frowned slowly, then reached out and touched the frame lightly.
The quality of the frame is not very good. The edges of rough burrs are tied with Mo Yi's fingertips, which brings dull pain, but Mo Yi noticed that a small row of dots was arranged on the rough surface of the photo The bulge.
He increased his strength, and the small bumps fell into his palm finely as he moved.
Tan.
Mo Yi raised his palm and sniffed close to him.
These ... should be the blood stains after drying.
According to the regular arrangement of these blood clots, it should be sprayed from the arteries with high pressure.
Mo Yi stepped back a little and carefully examined the wall with the picture frame.
There were no wallpapers on the walls, and the bare walls were a little yellowish. There were faint water stains and dirty mold in the corners. There was no trace of blood on the room and no repainting marks.
Mo Yi thought, pulled a stool overturned to the ground from the corner, and stepped on his leg.
He reached out and held the sides of the frame with a little force, and took it off the wall.
As soon as he turned around, Mo Yi was startled by Song Qi who appeared silently behind him.
Song Qi raised his head slightly, reached out to support the back of the chair that was crumbling because of the shabby, and then used one hand to support him with the heavy bottom of the photo frame. He turned to the side and turned to look at him:
"Your hand is still hurt, can I help you?"
Mo Yi nodded. "Thank you very much."
After that, he helped Song Qi stretch out his hand, jumped off the chair, and walked straight to the dean's room.
Song Qi easily lifted the heavy photo frame with one hand and kept up with Mo Yi's pace.
In the whole room outside the dean, the walls were covered with layers of dried blood, or they were splashed or splashed, and even dripped. The stained blood stains on the walls were shocking, almost Can't bear to look straight.
Mo Yi started near the dean's room, while slowly walking along the wall, carefully watching the blood on the wall.
Finally, he stopped in the middle of the room.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a slight light, and turned to look at Song Qi that was behind him.
Before waiting for him to say anything, Song Qi stepped forward intently, stopped at his side, and carefully looked at this seemingly inconspicuous wall.
Mo Yi's breathing was unstable, and there was a slight excitement in Qingping's clear eyes. He lifted his toes and stretched his fingers toward a wall above Song Qi's side, and said quickly:
"You look carefully there, there is less blood splatter above, but there is a whole blood stretch from here to there."
In order to indicate the direction of the bloodstains, Mo Yi moved closer to Song Qi. The two cheeks were close together. Song Qi could almost feel Mo Yi's warm breath gently sprayed on his side, making him Tightened involuntarily.
Mo Yi was unaware and still immersed in his own world. The darker his eyes became, the faster he spoke:
"You see, when the bloodstains stopped abruptly above, and then renewed the application not far away."
"There must have been something on the wall here." Mo Yi concluded with certainty, then reached out and held Song Qi's shoulder, turned his head and looked at him. The distance between them was extremely close, almost like Mo Yi Half-circle hugs him.
Mo Yi continued unknowingly, "You carry the frame ..."
His words suddenly stopped, and he looked at Song Qi with a strange look: "What's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable? Why is your face so red?"
After that, Mo Yi also prepared to touch Song Qi's forehead.
Song Qi couldn't help getting hotter on his face. He quickly intercepted Mo Yi's hand in the air, then shook his head calmly and replied, "I'm fine."
Mo Yi noticed that the two were too close at the moment, and hurried away a little distance. He smiled a little with regret:
"Sorry, I was too excited just now, and I was a bit sick."
However, what Mo Yi didn't see was that after he was a little far away, Song Qi's eyes instantly scratched a slight loss.
The atmosphere in the air was suddenly awkward.
Mo Yi paused, paused again, and looked at Song Qi with a restful expression, and finally couldn't help but say:
"That ... how long will you hold my hand?"
Song Qi wiped his lips, rubbed his thumb lightly on the palm of Mo Yi's palm, and then maintained his impassioned face, said calmly:
"Sorry, forgot."
But the tip of his red dripping ears revealed his uneasy mood.
Mo Yihu glanced at him suspiciously, and then continued the topic just now: "Well, you carry the photo frame to the bed and try to coincide with the blank space above."
Song Qi nodded calmly, stood up according to Mo Yi's instructions, and posted the photo frame on the wall.
The corners of the frame and the edges of the bloodstains overlap closely.
Even the dusty, almost invisible faint marks on the wall are superimposed seamlessly.
Mo Yi's breathing was quick. He let Song Qi stand down from the crib, and then stretched his hands around the photo frame. With the strength of Song Qi, he used the intact hand to fumble smartly behind the photo frame, and then gently Just a coincidence.
He only heard a slight "Kara" sound, and the back of the photo frame was removed by him.
In the dust, the photo frame disintegrated in an instant, and Mo Yi's eyes quickly caught the photo of the free-falling downward, but he didn't want to, and a piece of debris slipped off the back of the photo frame.
Mo Yi paused, put the scattered photo frame parts in Song Qi's hand next to him, then squatted down and picked up the scrap.
It was the corner of a yellowed photo with obvious tear marks on the top, and in the remaining half of the corner there seemed to be a few vague shoes lined up.
Mo Yi's eyes sank, then he raised his head, held up the piece to Song Qi, and said:
"I suspect ... the chief who was hanged is framed."
Song Qi's eyelids were raised slightly, and he calmly asked, "How do you say?"
Mo Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his finger to the blood stain on the wall and said:
"This frame was originally hung here, so it was stained with blood, and the original picture in this frame was not the woman, but was replaced afterwards, but they moved too quickly, The original photo was torn away and remained in the frame. "
He paused, reached out and picked up the portrait of the yellowed woman, and continued: "That's why she was hung in the most prominent place in the dean's room, so that she could frame her as the mastermind of the orphanage."
In Mo Yi's analysis and explanation, the entire face was almost brightened by the vitality in his eyes. The dark and deep eyes were almost affectionate, and the almost charming charm almost made it impossible to move his eyes.
Song Qi stared at Mo Yi's smooth side face, a pair of light-colored eyes darkened a little.
"What I suspect now is that the real master, after sending the scapegoat to the gallows ..."
Mo Yi frowned, and continued, as if his forehead was shrouded in dark clouds, looking a little worried:
"In order to cover up his guilt, he is afraid to do everything."
Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at the ubiquitous blood in the whole room, as if something was pressing heavily in his heart, which made him breathless. He licked his lips subconsciously and whispered:
"And in the orphanage, his biggest evidence ... is that there are nearly three hundred children in this basement."
Every blood, every life.
... a unilateral slaughter to cover up the evidence.
Just then, a familiar female voice rang, and said in a cold, straightforward voice:
"Dangdang Dangdang! Congratulations to No. 08 player Mo Yi, unlock this escape game game to hide the plot!
The side mission is open, and completing the side mission will reward you with rich points. Please continue to work hard! "
Mo Yi froze.
Started a side mission?
Suddenly, my mind was full of mixed flavors, and various emotions were mixed together, and I couldn't tell what it was like.
He glanced at Song Qi, then lowered his eyelashes, covering his eyes.
Just then, Mo Yi seemed to remember something, and he glanced down at his watch: half past eight.
The lights will soon go out.
In addition, the difficulty of this copy will increase, and it is extremely dangerous to stay below.
Mo Yi turned to Song Qi and said, "Let's go, let's go up."
The two climbed up the stairs and covered the iron gate of the underground entrance.
They walked out along the dim corridor, and when they reached the hall, they unexpectedly encountered unexpected guests.
Zhao Yicheng and Sun Xiaoyan.
The duo stood gloomily in the middle of the hall, throwing hostile eyes at Mo Yi.
Sun Xiaoyan took a step forward and looked aggressively at Mo Yi: "Do you know what you did?"
Mo Yi froze, and before he said anything, he just listened to Sun Xiaoyan and said sharply:
"You turned on the hidden mission! The difficulty of the entire copy will increase, you are letting us die!"
Mo Yi bowed his head slowly and slowly in remorse, and his features gradually disappeared into the darkness.
It seemed that Zhao Yicheng raised a hand and pressed it on Sun Xiaoyan's shoulder, stopping her next words.
Then he walked forward with anxiety, looking at Mo Yi with a sullen expression, sighing again and again, and said:
"You ... really in big trouble this time."
However, don't want to, Mo Yi lowered her head and gave a brief chuckle.
He took a step forward.
The facial features were exposed to the slightly dim light, and the unemotional black eyes stared straight at Zhao Yicheng, as if they could see through people's hearts, cold and shocking.
Mo Yi said with a smile:
"You still can't help it."
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