Chapter 237: Darkness Shrouds

In the dimly lit room, Wen Yiqian was tied to a wooden cross, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked around in fear.

It seems to be a basement or something, there isn't even a window, and you don't even know if it's day or night outside.

There was a strange and strange smell in the air, and the darkness made him feel panicked.

There was still a faint pain in his cheeks and the back of his head, Wen Yiqian tried to move his body, but found that his hands and feet were firmly locked with iron chains, but his mouth was not gagged.

"Anyone?"

"Can anyone hear me?"

"Who's going to save me!"

Wen Yiqian tried to shout for help loudly, until his voice was almost hoarse, and he didn't hear the slightest movement.

The eyes gradually adjust to the dark environment and can see a little.

Wen Yiqian soon discovered that not far in front of him, there was a table, or something similar to an operating table.

It seems to be ...... above There is a figure lying down!

This discovery made Wen Yiqian's heart beat faster, and his heart became more and more depressed.

He didn't know if it was a living person or a dead person, so he could only greet the other party with a hard head.

shouted many times in a row, but the figure did not react at all.

The strange smell in the air made his chest feel even tighter.

Feelings of collapse, panic, and despair grew and spread wantonly in the bottom of his heart!

If a person is in absolute darkness for a long time, even the most determined person will soon collapse.

In such a dark environment, there is a guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, lying not far away.

After a while, Wen Yiqian felt that he was about to collapse.

I couldn't help but think about it in my mind, and even began to fantasize that the figure lying there got up little by little, and ate him alive one bite at a time.

Gradually, Wen Yiqian couldn't help crying, he was hoarse, he struggled like a real mental patient.

The chains had worn out his hands and feet, and it hurt so badly that he didn't realize it.

He just wanted to get out of this room, he wanted to see the sun, even if it was only for a second!

In this dark environment, he has no concept of time, he doesn't know how long it has been, and he doesn't know how long he can hold on.

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die, I'm really scared, who will save me......" Wen Yiqian kept choking.

Here, no one will hear his cries, no one will sympathize with his plight, and no one will feel sorry for him.

After a long time, Wen Yiqian gradually understood, did not continue to cry, and began to comfort himself: "I can't die, I still have a chance, I am such a big living person disappeared out of thin air, the hospital will definitely call the police to find me."

Maybe the police have launched a carpet search of the entire hospital and will soon be able to find me. ”

This thought undoubtedly brought him hope, like a ray of light in the darkness, giving him the courage and motivation to persevere.

Wen Yiqian began to constantly self-reflect, cranky, desperately diverting his attention, gritting his teeth.

As long as you don't die, you still have a chance!

Wen Yiqian forced himself to divert his attention and try to think about something else.

After traveling to this world for more than a month, although he spent most of his time in the hospital, Wen Yiqian also had a certain understanding of his own situation.

His name is Wen Yiqian, and he is a street writer from another world.

The owner of his current body, also known as Wen Yiqian, is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his parents are both mentally ill and died in a car accident more than a month ago.

The city where he is located is called ...... Di Tan City!

With such a familiar setting, no matter how stupid Wen Yiqian is, he knows that he has traveled to the book he wrote and occupied the body of the protagonist in the book.

To be precise, he shares the same body as the main character in the book.

The protagonist's consciousness is still in his mind, and even pops up from time to time and occupies the body.

This also led to his recuperation in the hospital, which was determined by doctors to be schizophrenic and sent to this psychiatric hospital.

But after coming to the mental hospital, for some reason, the consciousness of the real protagonist in my mind rarely appeared.

The current timeline is still several years away from the development of the plot in the book.

As an author, Wen Yiqian doesn't know what he needs to face next, let alone where to go.

Who knows, secondary two illness, curiosity and a sense of justice made Wen Yiqian regard himself as the protagonist and detective, and he had the courage to meddle in things.

In the end, it came to this.

If he was given a chance, he would never be a hero again.

"At the end of the day, I'm stupid." Wen Yiqian muttered in a low voice, "There are countless easier ways to deal with that guy, but he is like a stunned young man." ”

Before this, he was just an autistic dead otaku, and it was difficult to communicate with people, and it was understandable that he had seen that kind of scene for a while.

In Wen Yiqian's life, he has never wanted to see the police appear like now.

I don't know how long it took, his stomach was growling with hunger, his throat was dry and smoking, and every minute and second was torture.

In this environment, if there was no belief to support him, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"Da~Da~"

At this moment, there was finally the sound of footsteps.

"Anyone? Can you hear ME? I'm here! Wen Yiqian was overjoyed, shouting desperately in a hoarse voice.

"Click!"

With a sound, an incandescent lamp actually lit up on the ceiling in the room.

Wen Yiqian couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, finally adapted to the light, and immediately looked in the direction where the voice came from.

It was a staircase, and the visitor seemed to be wearing a pair of leather shoes, and the footsteps were noticeable.

"Da~Da~Da~"

The footsteps are very rhythmic, revealing a bit of leisure, and Wen Yiqian's heart also sank little by little with this sound.

A figure slowly appeared on the stairs.

It was a man in a white lab coat with a sturdy body.

That calm and somewhat ruthless face, Wen Yiqian will never forget it in his life!

"You're disappointed to see me?" A sneering smile appeared on the man's face, and he slowly walked in front of Wen Yiqian.

Wen Yiqian felt that this person was indescribably terrifying, full of oppression, and yesterday's scene appeared in front of his eyes again, so that he didn't dare to look at the other party's eyes at all, and silently lowered his head.

"You don't think someone is going to save you, do you?" The man leaned down and looked up to find Wen Yiqian's gaze.

Wen Yiqian silently twisted his head away.

"I'm telling you, your disappearance, the hospital did call the police, the police have already come, and then ......" The smile on the man's face gradually became presumptuous, "there is no more." ”

Wen Yiqian's face showed a little flustered and doubtful, and he couldn't help but look at the other party.

"I've understood, your parents are dead, and you don't even have a family or friend, tsk." The man pretended to shake his head and said, "A person like you, even if he completely disappears from this world one day, no one will care." ”

He added with a smile, "No one will hold the hospital accountable, no one will pray for the police to investigate."

Your disappearance, for everyone, is like losing a dog, just look for it.

If you can run back on your own one day, it's naturally best, if you can't find it, it doesn't matter, anyway, in a few days, everyone will forget about your existence......"

"You talk nonsense!" Wen Yiqian couldn't help but shout in a hoarse voice.

"You don't believe it? Look at the ......" The man had a playful look on his face and pointed to the operating table not far away.

Through the light, Wen Yiqian saw clearly that it was a girl, naked, lying on the operating table, her body was blue, and she seemed to have been dead for a long time.

From all over the girl's body, even in the private place, you can clearly see the terrible scars.

One can imagine how perverted and abused girls were during their lifetimes.

"She is also a patient in that mental hospital, her parents died early, and no one ......took care of her in the mental hospital," the man looked at the girl on the stage, his face showed a little smugness, "She only has the IQ of three or four years old, which reminds me of my pet dog."

So, I tied her up here and kept her like a pet.

It's a pity that no one found her until she died......"