Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Red Balloon or Blue Balloon? ...

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The white doll was hung by its neck, with its limbs hanging down and its neck deeply stuck in the rope hanging from the ceiling.

Its mouth was sewn up with black "X"-shaped stitches, and the corners of its mouth, which were sewn into a line, were forced into a curved shape.

The doll is snow-white all over, and its white hair is very long, almost reaching the lowest part of its round, stick-like legs.

This is a hanging doll.

No matter where Zhu Fujingguang went, the doll would slowly turn its body under the swing of the rope and face him.

Like a conspicuous follower.

Zhu Fujingguang was not face-blind, but the next second after seeing this strange doll that moved without wind, he somehow thought of the white-haired boy they met before coming here.

But if we talk about resemblance, how much can a doll resemble a human?

Apart from having white hair - which is not a common point at all, there are many people with white hair in this world.

But Zhu Fujingguang felt that the baby looked more and more like it. He even saw a smile in the baby's eyes that was unclear whether it was good or evil.

It seems to be saying, "Look, I told you not to come, and now you regret it!"

In the silent eye contact with the doll, Zhu Fujingguang was the first to look away.

"You can't go in." The senior repeated.

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded to show that he understood.

In this space, touching things randomly doesn't seem like a good habit.

After all, the doctor monster was created by "touching the balloon", and Zhu Fujingguang didn't want to summon another ghost doll.

At the moment, it seems that the doll is staying quite comfortably in the room, hanging on it like it is swinging on a swing. It is better not to disturb it.

He thought for a moment, then unfolded a few sheets of paper in his arms, handed them to the senior, and said softly, "Senior, I found a few diaries."

The senior beside him slowly turned his eyes, his gaze fixed on him.

"This factory is secretly a laboratory where the Fujiwara family conducts human experiments. The person who created this strange space is most likely a victim of human experiments."

"What's worth noting is that this alternate dimension actually contains more clues than reality. Perhaps there isn't a complete end to life..."

As Zhu Fu Jingguang spoke, he inadvertently tilted his head, but his body suddenly stiffened.

——

…To his side was a sealed window.

It was almost midnight and there was no light outside. Even with a flashlight, their shadows on the window were dim and unclear.

But when the senior stood behind him and stared at him, that half-expressionless and stiff face was clearly visible behind his reflected shoulder.

A cool breeze blew on the back of my neck.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt his back suddenly go numb.

He stared at the window motionless for several seconds, not daring to turn around or even make any big movements.

Zhu Fujingguang suddenly realized something.

Ever since he saw his senior again, he always faced sideways towards him, even at this moment.

He never showed the right side of his body.

Why does he keep this awkward posture?

Why didn’t I notice it just now?

Zhu Fujingguang's nerves, which had relaxed after meeting his companions, tensed up again, even more terrifying than before.

After reuniting, the only companion also became strange.

Is this person really a senior?

Zhu Fu Jingguang stopped talking, and the air suddenly fell into silence. He immediately realized that this silence was not good. He subconsciously wanted to open his mouth, but his throat was dry and he couldn't speak.

Before the silence stretched out, the senior behind him actually spoke first, "Actually, I've found some clues too. Take a look, they seem to be connected to the diary you found."

Zhu Fujingguang heard the rustling sound of papers falling to the ground.

He clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging deep into the flesh, and the sharp pain brought him back to his senses.

"good."

Zhu Fujingguang heard his own calm voice, "Then let's take a look together."

…

【On February 20, the gate suddenly disappeared! 】

[No signal, can't send a distress message, and the lab is gone! Damn you little brats, if you want revenge, go find Fujiwara Kiyoshi! I'm just a part-time worker! Why are you doing this to me?!]

February 21st: No water, no food, no contact with the outside world. What should I do? I'm going crazy!

On February 22nd, a red balloon appeared on the escalator on the second floor. It seemed to have a magical power, drawing me over to see it.

A researcher passed by, and I didn't stop him.

The balloon suddenly popped, and the footsteps reappeared. I finally knew who they belonged to. It was the doctor who had disappeared before... That little brat had turned the doctor into this horrible state. That lunatic!

[Everyone else is dead, it's coming this way! I need to lock the door!]

"I'll stay in the room. As long as I don't make any noise, it shouldn't be able to find me."

After seeing this, Zhu Fujingguang was sure that the footsteps mentioned in the diary came from the doctor monster.

The monster's original form was the missing doctor who also worked here.

No wonder there are so many twisted knife marks on Doctor Ghost’s face. If the doctor works here, he is likely one of the operators of human experiments.

The "little devil" should have a great hatred for the doctor.

Zhu Fujingguang thought this was the end, but there was another page below.

The next page has only one sentence.

[No, I was wrong, I need to leave the room]

The last sentence was not finished.

Then there was a burst of hysterical scribbling, the paper was crumpled and splattered with horrible blood.

Zhu Fujingguang could almost imagine what the writer was like when he drew these.

The owner of the diary thought that he could escape the monster by hiding in the room and keeping quiet, but he still met with an accident.

None of the people trapped in the alien space were spared and all died.

There is also hidden danger in the empty room.

Just as he was thinking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him.

A brick hit him hard on the back of the head.

Zhu Fujing, who had been on guard, rolled on the ground and quickly avoided the attack.

He supported himself on the ground with one hand, turned around, saw his senior standing stiffly behind him, and slowly withdrew his hand holding the brick.

He actually maintained a strange posture of lying sideways, not exposing his right half.

“…”

Zhu Fu Jingguang's gaze swept across half of his senior's body. Whether it was his facial features, body shape, even the stains on his clothes and the fine lines on his face, they were all exactly the same as his senior's.

"Who are you?" Zhu Fujingguang whispered word by word, "Where is the senior?"

The 'senpai' looked at him quietly, then slowly revealed a standard smile showing his teeth.

"Hey, look at your reaction. Have you discovered it a long time ago?" he said in surprise.

"It seems I'm not very experienced yet, and I can't pretend to be good enough."

Zhu Fu Jingguang gritted his teeth.

"What's the meaning?"

"You should have guessed it. I gave you all the clues."

The 'senpai' slowly turned around, revealing the right half of his body that he had been hiding.

The entire right half of his face, including his bloody right hand stained by the red balloon, and the exposed right half of his neck, was covered with hideous, grid-like, thin lines.

No wonder he always leans sideways.

"Senior" said this with a face that was no less fierce than that of a ghost, and his smile remained unchanged.

"His body has always been here, but inside... it's become me."

Behind him, a noodle-like, skinny doctor monster came up from the first floor and stood next to him.

"...Are you a 'little devil'?" Zhu Fujingguang's head was buzzing. After a while, he finally heard himself ask this question.

"That's what the people in the lab call it."

The 'senior' restrained his smile, turned his head casually, drew out his pistol, loaded it, put it to his forehead, and spoke word by word.

"Call me that again, and I'll smash your head in."

Zhu Fu Jingguang took a step forward and said anxiously, "Stop! I won't call you that anymore!"

His turquoise eyes fixed on the other person, and his tone became gentle. "My name is Morofushi Kagemitsu. We are police officers who came here to investigate. The Fujiwara family set a trap for the public security. When we came here, we were unaware of anything going on here."

"I have no bad intentions. You are a victim, and I am well aware of this. I will do everything in my power to protect your rights. There is no need for us to be enemies."

As he spoke, he took another imperceptible step closer.

'Senior' didn't seem to notice and snorted softly at his words.

"I know, so my companions tried to stop you, didn't they?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned.

Is he talking about the boy with the white fox mask?

Oh, he suddenly realized that the diary referred to the experimental subjects as "you".

The 'little devil' is just the experimental subject that transformed the doctor monster!

But he is not the only experimental subject who created this alien space!

Amid Zhu Fu Jingguang's rapidly spinning thoughts, the 'senpai' continued to speak.

"You didn't listen to him, but it doesn't matter. There is actually a way out. You can leave here."

The voice of 'senior' became more and more childish, and finally it turned into the voice of a young child.

It sounded extremely strange coming from the body of this unshaven uncle.

"What is it?"

Hearing this, Zhu Fujingguang did not breathe a sigh of relief. His nerves remained alert as he looked at the man who looked like his senior.

"Today, you and this person."

The 'senpai' pointed the gun at himself and smiled, "Only one can leave."

He stepped back, revealing two balloons behind him, one red and one blue, swaying gently on the railing, his smile growing wider.

At this moment, he revealed the malice that he had hidden for a long time.

"Red means sacrifice, blue means survival, which one do you choose?"

——

At the same time, Mo Shiyu's real body was being tortured by makeup in the Porsche.

The white-haired boy, Mo Shiyu's alias Shangshan Sheyu, came to the factory in reality, walked through the floor, and saw the white laboratory door.

The laboratory was empty.

He floated into the depths of the laboratory, passed through countless doors, and came to a room that was blocked by layers of barriers.

The fox mask with a crescent smile on his face disappeared at some point.

Revealing the delicate and pale face underneath.

He pursed his lips tightly, and his personality seemed to have changed.

After passing through the door, he saw the scene inside.

In sight was a child with limp limbs.

The child leaned against the wall, his hands hanging on the ground, his legs stretched out, and his head drooped, like a doll without a clockwork.

The surroundings were littered with used needles, and next to it was an operating table with various tubes hanging from it, soaked in blood that was dripping down.

Shangshan Sheyu knew that these empty needles were originally filled with muscle relaxants.

The terrified researchers injected all these doses into the children, but still could not prevent their fate of being slaughtered.

The child had blue hair and one eye was exposed, also blue, while the other eye was covered with gauze.

When Shangshan Sheyu sat next to him, his drooping blue eyes would move here for a moment, but soon his eyelids drooped weakly, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes, making his facial features look weirdly beautiful.

He looked too fragile and too beautiful, like a little doll that needed to be cared for. It was impossible to tell that the alien dimension that could turn the world upside down was mostly created by this child.

The white-haired boy sat next to him, hugging his knees, looking a little autistic.

"I'm back." he whispered.

The blue-haired child hung his head heavily, not knowing whether he heard it or not.