Chapter 42:

Chapter 42
Mo Yi's breath suffocated slightly.
His gaze was on the note tightly, and the shimmering light from the door slit printed a clear light mark on the note, brightening the writing on it.
From "FINDME" to "FINDUS" ...?
Mo Yi's mind was a bit confused, and too many thoughts were tangled up like a mess, and he couldn't figure out the clue.
An unclear squeak came from the door, and it was particularly clear in the deadly enclosed space.
It should be that the other party is opening the door.
This voice instantly regained Mo Yi's intellect, and his heart jumped violently, and he breathed subconsciously.
Judging from the details observed in the infirmary just now, this doctor is probably a clean plus obsessive-compulsive disorder.
So just now, Mo Yi was so careful in the medical room, trying not to touch and destroy the original layout inside.
But ... he came back too suddenly.
However, in such a hurry and tension, Mo Yi did not know if he had made a mistake.
Quiet outside the door.
At his ear is his rapid heartbeat, contracting and beating violently, the surging blood hits the wall of the blood vessel with the rhythm of the heart beating, and is particularly loud in the dead environment.
A slamming sound cut through the silence, and the light passing through the door slits became brighter.
— He turned on the lights in the infirmary.
Mo Yi held his breath.
A cold, thick voice sounded across the door panel, hissing like a viper in the darkness:
"Someonehasbeenhere."
[Someone has been here]
The heart seemed to be beaten fiercely, and the alarm bell in the brain was a masterpiece—
The whole body's blood was instantly cold.
Oops.
In this way, you will definitely be caught in the maggots!
Mo Yi thought like electricity, and quickly swept the whole dim room. His eyes were fixed on a chair at the door, and he immediately had an idea.
A series of inferences in the mind are formed in an instant, with a difference of at most milliseconds.
Under excessive pressure, Mo Yi became unusually calm. He lowered his voice and spit out a word quickly in Wang Zezhi's ears squatting:
"run."
After speaking, he stood up abruptly, pulled up the chair and ran out!
At the door, Yu Yi of Mo Yi glanced at the man in the middle of the infirmary.
The man apparently did not expect that they would come out so blatantly directly from the room next to him, and there was a flash of silence in his silent and stubborn eyes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Yi stepped forward, yanked the door of the infirmary, and slammed the door shut.
Then click on the door handle of the chair back in your hand.
There was a "click" twisting sound coming from behind the door.
Wang Zezhi, who was behind Mo Yi, was stunned: "..." Still this kind of operation? ? ?
A loud noise exploded in the hallway—the sound of gunfire.
With the sound of gunfire, the sawdust spattered, and half of the big rotten hole was instantly exposed on the door.
The metal crash of the reloading of the bullet sounded.
Mo Yi's voice was like a wake-up call, pulling Wang Zezhi back from his puppet: "What are you doing, run!"
Wang Zezhi turned around, turned his head to follow Mo Yi's back, and the two ran out of the door at the fastest speed.
The dense crib almost became their obstruction, blocking them in front of the air.
The two stumbled through the room filled with beds and there was almost no gap. Even if the corner of the iron bed hit their knees, they could not slow them down.
Behind him came a huge gunshot and the sound of cracking door panels.
Mo Yi's heart tightened and he could not help speeding up his pace.
The rapid and heavy footsteps followed!
The two had now passed through the end room and were preparing to pass through the wooden door separating the two rooms.
Mo Yi tilted his head slightly, Yu Guang glanced at, the figure behind him suddenly stopped-his heart trembled suddenly, quickly twisted and pulled in one of Wang Ze, and the other hand slammed the door On.
At almost the same time, the sound of gunfire rang.
The shotgun bullet hit a wooden door that wasn't secure, the sawdust exploded, and a few of them slammed into Mo Yi's arm.
Mo Yi gritted his teeth. The palm of his injured hand was almost trembling at this moment. The severe pain made him stop breathing for a moment.
The distance from the loss is not as close as before, or the wooden door will be opened up.
Mo Yi rushed to his feet, pulled the small bed aside, and the iron feet made a harsh sound on the ground.
Wang Zezhi saw the wound on his hand with a bright eye, and hurried to get started. The two teamed up to block the bed with the wooden door, and then ran together on the stairs.
There was a gunshot from behind, and Mo Yi and Wang Zezhi couldn't control any more, and they desperately climbed up the stairs.
With a squeak, the iron door above her head was forced open, and the dim glimmer in the corridor penetrated.
This light was instantly injected into the hearts of the two like a dose of cardiotonic.
Behind it came the sound of the door being re-opened and the "squeak" sound pushed by the iron bed-heavy footsteps chasing again.
Mo Yi and Wang Ze were so angry that they climbed up.
The iron gate slammed down, arousing the echo of the metal, shutting down the chasing sound underground.
A fierce knocking sound from the iron gate struck him, and the iron gate trembled with the sound of the beat, arousing layers of dust.
Together, they held down the iron gate, which was still shaking, and applied it with the weight of the entire body.
Two minutes later, it seemed that the people below also realized that they were doing useless work and stopped shaking and attacking the iron gate.
Mo Yi took a long breath and sat down on the iron gate in his own strength. The feeling of tenderness and pain spread instantly, like a flood that swallowed his senses, almost making him tremble uncontrollably.
"Below, just now. Thank you."
Wang Zezhi looked at him with gratitude and anxiety, and asked with some guilt, "How is your injury?"
Mo Yi shook his head a little bit, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm himself down.
Wang Zezhi looked at where he was hurt: Mo Yi's sleeves under his arm were almost stained with blood.
He couldn't help but feel nervous, and guilty guilty surged up.
Wang Zezhi flipped through his backpack, found a bottle of painkillers, poured two in his palm, and handed it to Mo Yi: "It will be better to eat it."
Mo Yi swallowed the pill, and although she looked pale, she seemed calmer.
Wang Zezhi picked up his injured arm, took out his portable knife, and slit his sleeves to reveal the scarred and flesh-skinned skin. He frowned and told:
"I help you remove the sawdust, treat the wound, or wait for the inconvenience ... but the efficacy of ordinary painkillers is not so strong that people can ignore this type of pain, you can only endure it. "
Mo Yi turned pale and nodded.
Ten minutes later, Wang Zezhi wrapped the remaining bandage on his arm, ending this painful treatment.
Mo Yi gasped, his shirt was soaked with sweat, his face was pale, his black eyes became darker, and he was as calm and clear as ever.
Thanks to him, his tolerance for pain is not low. If it is put on ordinary people, he will be fainted.
Mo Yi tried to move his arm and turned to Wang Zezhi and said, "I'm worried he's coming out. You can help drag some heavy objects to hold the iron gate. I'll sit here and hold it."
Wang Zezhi nodded, and some reassuredly urged: "Scream out if something is wrong."
Mo Yi smiled and nodded.
The figure of Wang Zezhi was gradually devoured by the dim light in the corridor, Mo Yi moved his shoulders, and his sweaty clothes looked cold in the cold corridor at the moment, causing him to shrink involuntarily.
Just then, the iron gate under him shook again!
Mo Yi quickly stabilized her body, supported her body with two pairs, and pressed the iron gate under her body with gravity.
However, he didn't have enough weight. Mo Yi felt that he was being slowly lifted up ... with his struggle ...
lift it up……
Mo Yi let out his throat in a distressed voice and shouted, "Wang Zezhi! Help!"
This time, he not only needs to exercise but also gain weight!
Wang Zezhi ran out, helped him to hold the iron door, and then lifted the thing in his hand and shook him: a big lock, it is simply that when the timeline has not returned to the past, the iron door should be Some locks.
His eyes were fast, and he held down the trembling iron door, and then fastened the lock with a key, and locked the iron door.
The metal lock fell heavily on the iron door, making a loud noise.
The two let go, took a few steps back, watched the iron gate return to peace, and then exhaled a long breath.
Mo Yi took a step back and felt that the touch under his feet seemed a bit wrong. He looked down and saw a note under his feet.
He bent down, picked up the note, and saw that it still read: "FINDUS"
Mo Yishun turned the note over. He couldn't help but startled. There was also a word on the back of the note, which read:
"HELPUS"
A flash of thought flashed through Mo Yi's brain between the flashes of light-just now, in the lobby! The chuckling from the air when Sun Xiaoyan was killed was re-entered into his mind.
Mo Yi raised his head sharply and said very quickly: "The black hand behind the scenes decided to kill the child in order to cover up the evidence, right?"
Wang Zezhi was a little hesitant about his sudden problem. After thinking about it, he nodded.
Mo Yi continued: "Since this is the case, wouldn't it be more convenient and quick for simple executions? Why take the orphans to a room in the basement and kill them?"
One of Wang Ze's eyes froze, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
Yeah ... he hadn't thought about it before.
"Remember the document you just signed today?" Mo Yi pursed his lips, his eyes flashing in the dim light, and then said:
"Perhaps, the dean wanted to make a profit before leaving, maybe to please some people who had been blessed by him-so he arranged for a rich man with this special habit Show. "
Butchery show.
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