When he woke up again, Ning Qiushui had already come to an absolutely confined space.

It's more like a prison.

Or rather, they were all locked in a big tin cage.

There was a pale headlamp hanging above his head, but even with the bright light, Ning Qiushui couldn't see where the ceiling above his head was, he could only watch as these pale lights disappeared into the endless darkness......

In each of their four directions, east, west, north, and south, there are two rusty iron gates, each with a special flap that slides up and down, about the size of a skull, in the center of each iron door.

In the middle of the cell, there is a table made of steel.

There were 8 letters on the table, all of which were very clean.

Next to the letter was a clock, the second hand of which was constantly ticking, and although the sound was not loud, it could clearly reach people's ears in this cold and dark dead silence!

Of course, there was one more thing on the iron table in the center of the cell that made everyone's scalps tingle......

It was the corpse of a baby!

There were a total of eight people present, and they looked at each other, and there was more or less fear in each other's eyes, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

"Little brother, do we want to go over and have a look?"

Liu Chengfeng asked in a low voice.

Ning Qiushui nodded.

The seat was a bit far from the iron table in the middle, and the dim lighting in the cell made it difficult for him to see the details of the baby's body.

So he and Liu Chengfeng first walked to the big iron table in the middle.

Ning Qiushui didn't look through the letters on the table for the first time, but carefully looked at the baby's corpse.

Although he was not a forensic doctor, he had come into contact with a lot of corpses, and after a brief inspection, Ning Qiushui came to a conclusion-

"Strangled."

He said calmly, and Liu Chengfeng on the side frowned and replied:

"It seems that the mission is for us to find the murderer...... It should be the murderer of this baby! ”

After everyone saw that the two of them were fine, they slowly stepped forward.

"No, what's going on?"

"Aren't we going to deliver a letter? Why is it in prison? ”

"I don't know, I thought that the mission location behind our blood gate this time was a bit big, and it was a little backward, so I asked us to deliver the letter, but I didn't expect it to be in prison!"

Everyone was talking, and there was some panic in their tones.

The reason for their panic is very simple, because the current encounter is completely different from the situation they expected, and it can be said that they are not mentally prepared at all!

In the midst of the noise of these people, the young man who looked relatively calm stepped forward and asked Ning Qiushui:

"Hey, friend, do you see anything?"

The young man's name was Xu Gang.

After exchanging names, Ning Qiushui said:

"The baby on the table was strangled to death."

He pointed to the baby's neck, and everyone looked at it, and found that there were deep black marks, and even obviously sunken in, obviously, the baby's throat bone was also traumatized to a certain extent!

"The guy who killed the baby was very hard, obviously with the intention of killing him."

"It's hard to imagine who would do such a bad thing to a helpless baby?"

After going through the first two doors, everyone's psychological quality was relatively better, and after seeing the baby corpse on the table, there was no imaginary overreaction.

But it is also possible that this is because there are more people present, and the baby's face is not so scary, so the pressure on everyone is not so heavy.

"Alright...... Everyone has seen the current situation, let's come over and discuss! ”

The young man named Xu Gang raised a hand and greeted the others in a loud voice.

Everyone looked at him, didn't say anything, and gathered around.

"Everyone should have read the hint on the blood door, don't talk nonsense, let's get straight to the point."

"This time, the task is to deliver a letter, and the way of life has been marked for us very concisely - to determine who is the murderer of this baby by sending the letter!"

"In this mission, everyone is a comrade-in-arms standing on the same front, and any good thoughts and thoughts must be said as soon as possible!"

"If you encounter any difficulties, others will try to help them."

Everyone looked at each other, but no one stood up to object, and they should have acquiesced to Xu Gang's statement.

"There were eight letters on the table, and there were eight of us...... Does that mean let's send one for each of us? ”

A girl spoke weakly.

She is a lovely-looking girl named Xiang Ying, who is holding the arm of the man next to her, and seems to be very familiar.

"We're all here, whoever sends it is the same, right?"

A goateeed man spoke.

But soon, it was refuted by another person:

"Whoever sends it is the same? Okay, then you can send all the letters. ”

"Why?"

"Didn't you say that whoever sends it is the same?"

"I ......"

The two argued for a few words, and then fell silent again.

Obviously, everyone is not stupid, each has their own thoughts, and they all know about sending letters...... There are definitely unforeseen dangers!

Ning Qiushui still didn't check the letters on the table, he looked around, and then left the central area and came to the iron gate to check.

Liu Chengfeng also followed his example, went to the iron gate on the other side to check, touched his chin from time to time, and made a 'tsk' sound from his mouth.

The rest of the people in the central area seemed a little timid to approach the strange rusty iron doors.

They always feel that behind these iron gates...... There is something bad about it.

After some investigation, Ning Qiushui soon found that the upper right corner of these iron doors was marked with a red number.

They are 1 to 8.

The two iron gates on the north side are numbered 12.

34 to the west, 56 to the east, and 78 to the south.

And the crowd was in the middle of the eight iron gates.

In addition to the serial number, Ning Qiushui also found that the iron door was marked with the name of the "person" behind it.

The name of "person" is easy to understand, and it may be related to the clues of sending and receiving letters, but what is the use of this serial number?

Just as Ning Qiushui was thinking, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd:

", Xu Gang, you, behind your back...... How is there something?! ”