Chapter 368: The Struggle of Mortals! That man's jailbreak! (Page 1/1)

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"What about new clues?" Hanuman asked.

Ye Fan showed a smile: "The friend of the deceased who was found this morning was also confirmed missing this morning. ”

"That is to say..." Gao Hana guessed the answer with the keen intuition of a police officer.

"That's right, this man is still stuck with the murderer, imprisoned by him! After all, according to the murderer's rules, he will only kill one person a day! Or rather, the ghoul mage can only drive that weird to kill one person per day! Ye Fan made the final decision, "And this missing man is the clue we are looking for next!" ”

"But how do you look for it? Is it a dragnet search? Gao Hena was a little puzzled.

Hanuman, who has ultra-high computing power to support him, quickly thought in his mind, then clapped his hands, suddenly realized, looked at Ye Fan and said with some amazement: "I see, do you think so?" ”

"Did you think of that?" Ye Fan smiled slightly.

"Ah, I'm just not sure if it's the same as yours." Hanuman said with interest.

"Hehehe, the opponent is an unconventional existence that can dominate the space, and there is only one way to make a decision!" Ye Fan smiled, "However, this man should need to thank us, after all, we saved his life by doing this!" ”

"What? What the? What are you thinking of? Gao Hena looked confused.

"No, it's actually very simple! After all, we're not dealing with weirdos with extrahuman intelligence, we're dealing with ghoul mages who manipulate weird former ordinary people. Oh, by the way, Nana, I still need you to do me a favor! Ye Fan laughed, raised his index finger, and recounted his so-called plan.

“。。。” Dumbfounded after listening to the idea formed by the use of fusion cards that can be called good ideas and bad ideas, Gao Hena nodded a little embarrassed, "Yes, yes, but, isn't this not very good?" ”

"Don't worry, the sequelae will be solved after the fact!" Hanuman waved his hand, knocking Gao Hana's doubts back into his stomach.

"Well, well! I'll tell you now, and then, what are we going to do? Gao Hena, who took out the car keys and prepared to return to the police station, made the final confirmation of the plan.

"You don't want anything else, just wait for the rabbit, and you'll be fine!" Ye Fan made an expression of victory.

'Am I alive?' The man who was being discussed by Hanuman opened his eyes and was shocked to find that he had not been obliterated by the demon who had hunted him in the appearance of the boy in yellow with the monster under the trench coat, and was torn into three pieces with the same blood as his friend.

The man struggled to sit up, and found himself in a modest room, only five feet square, and by the dim light shining through the iron windows of the iron gate of the small room, he found that this room was really the best cell, with no windows in the walls, no ventilation ducts overhead, no sewer openings, and no other insight into the room except a straw mat.

But the situation is not good! The man leaned against the cold wall, stroking the bandage on his abdomen, and was surprised to find that the wound was no longer painful, and it seemed that the time between the monster knocking himself back and waking up should not have been short, otherwise the wound would not have been able to scab over, 'Is this the only good news?' ’

Standing up against the wall, the man staggered to the door, and then the dim light and thick shadows fumbled cautiously across the iron door, 'No doorknobs? And no keyhole?! A bare piece, what's going on with this door... Well, prisons don't really need these structures that can open and close doors from the inside! ’

"Tsk!" The man flicked his tongue irritably, pressed one hand to the wound in his abdomen to prevent excessive force from tearing the scabbed wound, and at the same time stood on tiptoe and looked out through the iron barred window of the door, 'What? Why is it all foggy outside? Where does the light come from? Could it be that the fog itself is glowing? ’

But no one seems to be out there! The man was sure of this, but he wasn't entirely sure, after all, the psychological shadow caused by the demon in the form of a child made him remember clearly that the guy could be haunted anytime and anywhere, and then kill himself with the touch of a finger.

“————”

Tentatively pushed the door, but the iron door was very firm and chose not to move, the man frowned, grabbed the iron fence window with his hand, and pulled it inward hard, the result was still the same, the iron door still did not move! All this makes men suspect that this door is actually just a wall dressed as a door!

But once again, touching the boundary of the door, the difference in the texture of the door frame and the wall, and the light faintly leaking through the crack in the door, all convinced the man that this was indeed a door, but it was relatively strong, and it was locked very firmly! Ah, shouldn't we sigh again - worthy of a room used to make a prison?

'Don't run away!' will die! The man was so convinced that he didn't hesitate to turn around and grope around the ground to find a tool to use, but in the end, apart from the straw mat, the man didn't get any props or tools to help him escape from prison.

"Then be reckless!" The man swept the grass up, paddled it on his shoulder, then stepped back to the wall, then burst into a short dash, slamming into the iron door that locked the future and life.

"Bang-"

The iron gate was finally unmoved, and the strong impact made him exclaim, and it made a violent sound.

And this is likely to alarm the sound of that monster, for men, it is an inspiration for the hope of escape, a countdown to escape.

'I'm not afraid of you screaming!' I'm afraid you won't waver! The man let out a silent smirk as if he had met a delicate and easily pushed down little Lori, and continued to attack.

One, two, three! Four, five, six...

In the small room, the man frantically banged on the iron door, the wound in his abdomen was torn again, the muscles of his shoulder were smashed, and the bones seemed to be shattered, but he still did not give up, because this iron door, which looked very strong, had been torn a crack in the wall by him - the door frame and the wall had been detached!

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! It has to be fast! His calves were trembling, and he was almost about to turn tendons, but the man roared, clinging to the desire to survive, the fear from the monster, and the guilt of his dead friend.

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