Chapter 144: The Feast (3)

Lu Xun pushed away the corpse of the cat demon that was pressed on his body and got up with a dirty face.

Belle put away her sniper rifle and patted her clothes, the two had just completed a perfect match with great precision, Belle's bullet almost grazed the tip of the Razor Patrol's nose, and the cat demon was shot in the head cleanly.

If the muzzle of her gun is one centimeter off, it will be Lu Xun who gets a headshot.

The cat demon has a lot of vitality, but it can't hold Belle's "Anzio" super heavy sniper rifle, and the head of this thing bursts like a watermelon, and the brain tissue splatters to the ceiling. The two of them had killed two cat demons in less than a minute, which was probably the highest speed to kill cat demons in the academy except for Zhao Gao.

Lu Xun and Belle stepped into the corridor, surrounded by gunsmoke, at this time there was no hope of sneaking, they had just detonated a grenade, and shot and killed a cat demon, the movement was so loud that even if there was a dead pig sleeping inside, they could only speed up and end the mission before something more terrifying was lured over.

The situation underground was more complicated than they had imagined, the passage was less than two meters wide, there was rotting garbage piled up at their feet, it looked like it was food or excrement, and the walls were cold and damp with rainwater seeping down. There are rows of iron doors on both sides of the corridor, which looks like a prison, and Lu Xun looks through the small window on the door, the space behind the door is very small, but empty, and there is no trace of human life.

Belle followed behind Lu Xun and looked around.

It was clear that this was once the place where the Night King was holding the survivors, and Lu Xun went all the way, pushing open every door to check, and the room inside the door was only the remaining garbage.

The rancid stench in the air was so strong that it was almost breathless, and the two gradually deepened, not knowing how big the underground parking lot of the Jin Mao Tower had expanded, and the originally empty parking lot had been divided into narrow corridors and hundreds of prisons, which was an underground labyrinth. The road diverged in front of them, and Lu Xun and Belle searched separately on the left and right.

Lu Xun held his rifle and walked forward step by step, he slowed his steps, and the soles of his boots landed silently. It was dark and eerily silent, as if sinking into deep and dull water, and the suffocating weight made it impossible to breathe. Lu Xun remembered that he had infiltrated the killer's lair alone, and he felt the same way at that time...... It is as if far away from the world, abandoned by everyone, and the sense of fear and loneliness is maximized by the darkness.

"It's definitely the worst prison in the world." Lao Jia said, "The concentration camps are stronger than here, how can those survivors endure such conditions?" ”

Lu Xun pushed open a door, this room was even smaller than the others, no more than three steps long and wide, and adults couldn't stretch their feet straight when they lay down. There was only a broken straw mat on the floor of the room, the straw mat was piled with rotten cotton wool, and there was a dirty broken iron bowl in the corner.

Lu Xun raised his head and was suddenly stunned.

He saw that there were words on the wall, crooked handwriting, carved on the wall, the position of the inscription was not high, the top was only up to Lu Xun's chest, and Lu Xun realized that this person was probably a child.

Lu Xun turned on the flashlight, the handwriting was already very blurry, they were all scattered sentences, one or two sentences long, only a few words short, the tool for lettering was probably a metal device such as a key, someone used a key or an ear picker to carve traces on the concrete wall, they were neatly arranged on the wall, followed by the time and date.

This is a diary.

"On March 17th, I had two meals today, and there were steamed buns at noon, and the steamed buns were delicious."

"On April 19th, Brother Lu disappeared, some people said that he was arrested and put in the operating room, I heard the voice of the guard last night, God bless, let Brother Lu come back."

"On April 22, the boy on the other side was killed, and I saw the guards dragging his body out, I didn't know him, but he was so miserable that his eyes were gouged out."

"On May 7th, there were cockroaches in my hair, so annoying, I haven't taken a shower for a long time."

Lu Xun's gaze swept over the handwriting, looking at the tone of his voice, the person who wrote the diary was a girl. The date and time are chaotic, and the girl has been locked up in a dark hell for a long time, and she no longer knows what time it is outside. The diary is short but shocking, and the survivors are clearly treated inhumanely.

He read his diary along the wall, the light of the flashlight shining on the wall, and Lu Xun's heart suddenly tightened.

"On May 3rd, my mother died."

This sentence is carved into the corner of the wall alone.

"On June 11th, I saw Ai Ye today, and I gave her two steamed buns."

"On June 12th, today I was eating rats again, and I ran into Ai Ye again, and she said she wanted to go out and have a look."

The diary was interrupted at this point.

If nothing else, this little girl who writes a diary should also be gone, Lu Xun extinguished the flashlight and stood silent in the dark.

The Night King is really a bastard, ten thousand times more bastard than Zhao Gao.

"There are two things that I care about." Lao Jia spoke up, "Lu Xun, you see, this kid who writes a diary often mentions guards, which means that there should be guards stationed here, but why is there nothing now?" ”

"And ...... What does she mean by the operating room? ”

Lu Xun frowned, he also felt strange, from the time he entered the door to the present, except for the two cat demons, he had not touched anything, there were no infected people, and there were no survivors. Although it is a prison, all the rooms are emptied.

"No one has lived in these rooms for a long time." Lu Xun recalled the sights he saw along the way, and some rooms had a thick layer of dust on the ground, "It should have been emptied very early." ”

"The people who live here were killed by the Night King a long time ago?"

"Possibly." Lu Xun nodded, he squatted down and touched the ground, it was also a layer of dust, and it was obviously not the case in a room that had been occupied for a long time, "There are three floors underground in Jin Mao Tower, and this is only the first floor, we should go down and take a look, maybe we can find something." ”

"What about the operating room, what do you mean?"

Lu Xun shook his head, he was also confused by this sudden word, this is not a hospital, and it doesn't look like there is an operating room...... Moreover, the girl who wrote the diary was very afraid of the operating room, judging from the darkness and death revealed between the lines of the diary, Lu Xun faintly felt in his heart that it would not be a good place.