Chapter Twenty-Three: The Room
When Jiang Ziyao and Xu Wen had a conflict just now, I had been watching from the sidelines. .org
Since we woke up trapped in the steel chair, Xu Wen has been hiding and disguising, and it is precisely because I know this that I am not surprised by his abnormal behavior, and at the same time, I am also extremely curious about what Xu Wen's plans are.
Seeing Xu Wen's weird smile at this time, although I was a little surprised, I was not surprised.
Seeing my calm expression, Xu Wen's smile became even thicker, and he raised his chin slightly at me, motioning for the two of us to go inside.
At this time, we had just walked into the room where the tragedy had occurred, not far behind Xu Wen, at the door of the room, Jiang Ziyao was standing there, staring at Xu Wen's figure with a pair of eyes, his eyes full of vigilance and vigilance.
I nodded behind me, and Xu Wen and Jiang Ziyao gave me a gesture back - they both thought I was nodding to themselves, and Jiang Ziyao gave me a look and told me to "be careful" with Xu Wen.
It seems that Xu Wen's behavior of pulling Li Yuanxiang to help him block the knife has made Jiang Ziyao completely look down on him.
The room was filled with an unsettling, heavy smell of blood.
Not far from the doorway of the room, we found two men lying on the floor—in a pool of blood, to be exact.
Two girls.
I didn't immediately approach the person on the ground, but tried to make a sound of temptation first, because I wasn't sure if there were any other weapons in the room besides the knife I had snatched from Xie Jiayin's side in my hand, and I didn't dare to confirm that if I rushed forward, the two "corpses" in front of me would suddenly burst out and hurt people!
Xu Wen looked at my cautious appearance, but he had no objection.
I believe that anyone who has seen Xie Jiayin's madness, as long as this person is not too stupid, will realize that he is playing a man-wolf game, a "real killing game"! Even if there are more doubts or disbelief in my heart, they will be shattered into powder in the face of bloody facts.
Xu Wen is naturally a smart man, and not only does he understand this, but he has long been on guard, even for me.
From the moment I got Xie Jiayin's Gurkha scimitar, he kept a safe distance from me, consciously or unconsciously—if I suddenly attacked, it would be enough for him to react and dodge.
Of course, on the other hand, when I saw the scimitar in Xie Jiayin's hand, it was impossible for me to let such a dangerous weapon fall into the hands of anyone except me, this is the way to protect myself, and the so-called heart of harming others is indispensable, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable.
We maintain our own vigilance, and at the same time maintain a tacit understanding of "seeing through but not telling".
"They're dead." After making sure that the two men on the ground were not threatening, I leaned down and pressed their carotid arteries - there was no pulse.
The two bodies were lying on the ground face down in a large shape, and I turned the bodies over and found the cause of death: one had the Heavenly Spirit Cover split, and the other had his throat slit.
Under the illumination of the flames of the fire, the faces of the two originally youthful girls were glowing with the white of death, and the lifeless pupils looked at me in vain. The expressions on their faces were a mixture of horror and disbelief, as if they would not believe until they died that their lives would come to an end in such a way.
"It's the girl in our class, and it's Qi Quanhui who has her throat cut, another ...... It's Dong Xindi. Xu Wen recognized the deceased.
After a few steps, we found the body again.
I recognized this corpse - it was the little fat man named Yang Chenhao.
But when I checked Yang Chenhao's body, I found that something was wrong, and I pointed it out to Xu Wen: "The fat man was stabbed twice in the back, but he is such a fat person, those two knives will cause minor injuries at most, and he will not even lose his mobility." So the fatal wound was a knife in the throat that directly severed the trachea and the right aorta. However, the stab marks on his throat and the stab wound on his back are inconsistent, you know what I mean? ”
The cut on Yang Chenhao's back can basically be concluded to have been caused by the Gurkha scimitar in my hand, but the cut wound on his throat is not, because the Gurkha scimitar has a slightly thicker edge, and this wound is obviously cut by a dagger as sharp as paper.
"And a knife?" Xu Wen touched his chin, "So that's the case, no wonder this room is so quiet." ”
That's right, the room was terrifyingly quiet.
Even as I listened with bated breath, there was not a single murmur, but the sound of the fluorescent tubes in the corridor outside was exceptionally clear.
I remember when Xie Jiayin first rushed out of the room, I could still hear the faint moaning of the injured person in the room, but when the two of us were in this dark room, we could no longer hear any sound in our ears, as if the injured person in the room did not exist......
Or—
There are no living people in this room anymore.
Wait a minute!
There is another answer: there is also a killer hiding in the room.
It was this killer who killed the injured Yang Chenhao.
And this killer is probably lurking quietly around us now, waiting for an opportunity to burst out and kill us all.
I clenched the knife in my hand and stretched the lighter forward as far as I could, hoping that the firelight would shine farther, but in this dark room, the soybean-like fire in my hand measured the concentration of darkness more clearly, and the corpses on the ground and the silence and even the strange environment made the atmosphere in the room even more terrifying.
Our exploration in the dark couldn't help but be more cautious and vigilant, and even Xu Wen now had to give up his defense against me, and he and I were almost close to each other, and the two of them each became the eyes behind each other's backs.
"Why is this room so much bigger than I thought?" After groping in the dark for nearly half a minute, Xu Wen finally noticed that something was wrong, "I've been counting, and I've been counting in my heart since we entered this room...... Now, we've walked 157 steps. That's about 70 meters away – have you noticed the distance between each door in the hallway? Is it that far? ”
"Definitely not." I immediately denied Xu Wen's speculation, "It will be 30 meters at most to the top, and it is impossible to have such an exaggeration as 70 meters." ”
"Are you sure?"
Of course, I'm sure that after so many years of being a spirit detective, I still have this basic observation. Moreover, I actually remember the number of steps, and I know exactly that my step distance is about 57 centimeters, and the total number of steps is converted into meters, which is slightly farther than Xu Wen estimated, about 82 meters.
And herein lies the problem.
You know, the length of a standard basketball court is only 28 meters!
We were in this seemingly cramped room, spanning the distance of 3 basketball courts!
What's even more weird is that I'm pretty sure that Xu Wen and I have been walking in a straight line along the wall near the corridor!
What's going on?
At this moment, a girl's scream suddenly came - from the corridor outside, and the voice owner seemed to be Xiang Beni!
I had been facing away from the door of the room, and when I turned around, I was shocked to find—
The door to the room is being closed!
We were already far from the door, but the dim light in the hallway formed a long strip that shone through the door, which was very conspicuous. And now, this long strip of light is rapidly flattening......
And Jiang Ziyao, who was supposed to be standing at the door to help us watch the door, disappeared.
"Click!"
This is the third time I've heard the familiar sound of mechanical closing.
The little fire in my hand suddenly became an isolated island surrounded by the dark ocean.