As soon as the voice came out, Su Yi blushed and felt that his acting was too exaggerated.
He lowered his head, exposing the back of his neck to the cool breeze. His head was pressed against his chest by the white hair, and his nose touched the rough prisoner uniform. He immediately smelled a strong smell of blood.
The smell of blood is mixed with some...the smell of the white night, a very warm feeling.
"Honey, don't stop." The life-saving system reminded in my mind:
"If you stop struggling, that stinky white-haired guy will misunderstand that you are still attached to him, so he will either lock you up in the torture chamber or carry you back to the bed to sleep!"
“…”
In order to put on a more realistic resistance, Su Yi had no choice but to continue struggling and twisting in the arms of the white-haired killer.
He kicked his skinny legs in vain, as if he was still trying to escape, and he whimpered and uttered annoying words.
The iron chain swayed along with the white ankles, and the hanging metal chain scraped against the concrete floor, making a harsh, crackling sound.
"You still want to run?"
The sound of angry voices rang in his ears, and a big hand reached out, pressing Su Yi's waist with strong heat, holding him tightly in his arms and not allowing him to move.
The white-haired killer had a ferocious face and scarlet eyes like a wild beast in the primeval forest. Su Yi shrank his head timidly and dared not look at him. Listening to his angry tone, he should have... not noticed that he was acting, right?
The wind blew past his ears, and there were sparse noises in the darkness. Su Yi didn't know where he was being taken. The wind speed was getting faster and faster, as if they were going to a higher place.
The interrogation room with the access card should be not far from them. Su Yi remembered that he had observed the terrain here when he was eating and making a fire before. There were rusty torture instruments among the collapsed iron doors and walls and the piled up debris. The room where he and the murderer were staying was originally a collapsed interrogation room.
This indicates that this area may have been a torture area with many interrogation rooms.
The white-haired killer's pace slowed down, and his heavy rain boots stepped on the ground, making a "tapping, tapping" sound.
Are we almost there?
Su Yi was being carried and could not see anything. In the darkness he could hear the sounds of fierce fighting in the distance, the collision of metal equipment, the firing of machine guns, and occasionally the roar of artillery shells.
The battle seemed to be really intense. Su Yi thought that the only ones who could stage such a battle in the confinement area were Bai Shen and the machine gun guy. The problem was...
The white-haired killer is still by his side. Who are these two fighting with?
This question flashed through his mind for a while, and Su Yi immediately figured it out. He stole the notebook, and miuki233, the British guy, didn't get the thing, so he would definitely notice something was wrong, and dadada88 died in the confinement area.
As a privileged player, miuki233 will naturally go into the restricted area to find out what's going on. If he finds that dadada88's access card is also missing, things will become tense.
Su Yi clenched his fingertips, wondering if these small players would recklessly use force. What if miuki233 found out that he was the one who stole the notebook and access card? He would definitely be killed!
Now, this guy was stopped by the powerful Bai Ye and the machine gun guy, and the white-haired killer was angry and wanted to put him in the interrogation room. The situation was very favorable for him.
So advantageous as if... it was specially arranged?
If there was no one secretly controlling it, how could miuki233 run into Bai Ye and the machine gun guy in such a large confinement area?
Su Yi's brows slightly frowned, he didn't believe that such a coincidence would happen.
"whee."
Suddenly, Su Yi heard a weird laugh.
He looked up and saw the outline of a ghost emerging from the darkness in the distance, with a layer of strange grayish-white light all around it.
——He’s a magician.
It turned out that it was Bai Ye who was controlling everything from behind the scenes!
As the roaming NPC in this game, Gui Baiye can appear at any location at will. Baishen Baiye is a professional ghost killer. Once he smells the scent of a ghost, he will quickly chase after it like a shark smelling blood. In the end, he is led to miuki233 and the two sides start fighting.
The magician seemed to feel the gazes being cast. He floated in the air with a smile on his face. He stretched his hands to his heart and bowed to Su Yi as a gentleman, like a knight asking for merit from the queen. The only thing missing was someone awarding him a golden medal on his chest.
Su Yi's face flushed and he turned his eyes away a little embarrassedly. He didn't have any medal to award to this ghost.
Whoosh—bang!
Suddenly, louder artillery fire was heard in the distance. Su Yi was startled and raised his head in Baimao's arms and looked over there. Was it... a change in the battle situation?
Amidst the hail of bullets, miuki223 was fleeing frantically.
The level 108 Bai Shen simply used his entire arsenal to fight him. Even if he had unlocked the power of force, he was no match for this madman who was at the top of the combat power.
It's hard enough to deal with just one Bai Shen, and there's another newcomer hiding in the dark, shooting him from time to time.
The American ran with sweat dripping down his face. He threw away his heavy Gatling gun and replaced it with a small firearm for protection. He found a stone slab as a shelter and dodged the shells while yelling into his cell phone:
"Didn't I ask you to send reinforcements five minutes ago? Why haven't they arrived yet?!"
This copy is a closed copy in a fixed location. After the player is thrown into the mental hospital, the area will be blocked and people from outside can no longer come in. They cannot call for external assistance and can only "use local materials."
There are many background system NPCs in the mental hospital copy: medical staff. It is very simple to use the authority to modify the code of these background NPCs and ask them to come to help.
...It should have been a very simple task, but after five minutes, he didn't see a background NPC appear.
The American was extremely anxious. The White God on the opposite side replaced the Thunder Gun from the armory with an oversized artillery caliber and pointed it in his direction!
He quickly got up and ran as fast as he could, pushing the speed limit to the maximum, trying to escape for his life.
If only... we could let the killer boss go? Right? Fu Baishen would be fine...
The Americans were thinking in their minds that the code of the boss of the mental hospital dungeon had been modified by them with their authority, and the damage value of the boss's attack to small players like them would be reduced by fifty times.
But something unusual happened to the boss in this round. Not only was he not weakened at all, he even directly killed dadada88.
Now, not a single medical staff NPC came to help him.
The American felt the situation was very bad. He held the phone with his hand so hard that he was about to break it, and yelled at the other end of the phone:
"What on earth is going on? What's the problem?!"
Sizzle…sizzle…
There was a poor signal from the other end of the phone:
"NPC...maybe...can't come over...sizzle..."
Five minutes ago
In the neat office, Dean Bai was sitting neatly in a leather chair.
Next to the brown wooden desk, there was a black square machine with the silver power button on it stopped at the off position.
Click.
Dean Bai reached out his hand and calmly opened it. The black machine made a ding-dong sound:
"The signal blocking device has been activated for you, power: maximum mode!"
Outside the office corridor, there was a sound of footsteps, very fast and dense, which meant that there were many people moving quickly.
Not only in the corridor, Dean Bai looked at the monitor on the desk:
All the medical staff in the hospital were gathering on the first floor, their movements stiff, as if they were puppets being manipulated, crowding in the stairwell, trying to run to the confinement area in the basement.
Dean Bai looked down at the watch on his wristband and saw…it was almost time.
Psychiatric Hospital First Floor
BANG! !
Suddenly, there was a huge explosion, flames shot up into the sky, the walls collapsed, and bricks and stones fell to the ground.
The NPCs who rushed into the stairwell first were immediately blown into a bloody mess, emitting the smell of burnt meat, and fell in the ashes after the explosion.
"What are you doing?"
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and dust, and the NPCs who were not killed in the explosion turned their heads back.
They saw Dean Bai standing at the end of the corridor, the pale light shining on the corners of his clothes, his white coat fluttering slightly as he walked, and the sound of his footsteps, tapping on the white tiles of the hospital corridor, could be heard particularly clearly.
Shocked by the dean's leadership, all the medical NPCs stopped and dared not move forward.
Dean Bai had a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. The smoke curled up and turned into a thin mist under the fluorescent lights in the hospital corridor, covering his face. Only the cold light reflected by the gold-rimmed lenses could be seen:
"It's so late, why are you all going? Where are you? You left your post without permission, do you want your salary to be deducted?"
Dean Bai smiled and took out a small black gadget from his pocket in front of all the medical staff:
Bomb remote control.
Swish——
The medical staff NPCs immediately scattered in all directions, like ripples after a stone was thrown into a lake, fleeing away from the entrance of the underground passage.
The glaring bomb is here, no one wants to go up and die in vain. Although the background NPC code is relatively simple and easy to be modified and manipulated, it is not without intelligence.
"What are you doing crowding here? Get the hell back now."
Dean Bai rubbed the ? button of the bomb remote control with his thumb, and the group of NPCs in front of him immediately fled in all directions like frightened birds.
Those who should go upstairs go upstairs, those who should go to the pharmacy go to the pharmacy, everyone returns to their respective posts, and no one wants to squeeze into the basement anymore.
Did you confirm that there was an NPC going down to help? Dean Bai quietly put away the remote control.
Under the threat of the bomb, no one can enter the confinement area to hinder Su Yi.
At the same time, in the darkness deep in the confinement area, Su Yi felt that the white-haired killer had stopped and arrived.
In the vortex of the chaotic battle in the distance, I don't know which side took out the more terrifying hot weapons, which made a huge vibration sound when shooting.
An extremely dazzling light cut through the darkness of the confinement area, as if it had exploded in the pitch-black lake. The residual light spread far away, even making this place somewhat brighter.
Su Yi turned his head and saw a row of heavy, dark iron doors standing beside him.
The old interrogation rooms stretched endlessly one after another, the iron doors were stained with splattered blood and carried a cold, oppressive feeling.
Boom, boom.
The white-haired killer held the silver access card between his index and middle fingers, bent his knuckles and knocked on the iron door twice, as if threatening.
Su Yi could tell from the dull sound how strong the iron door was. If he was locked inside, it would be impossible for him to escape without someone to unlock it.
"Anything else you want to say?"
The murderous boss asked him coldly, as if asking him if he had any last words.
Su Yi didn't say anything. Suddenly, a piercing white flash passed by. The battle was fierce in the distance, and the flash illuminated Baimao's profile for an instant.
The high nose peak cast a shadow, and the pair of red pupils were like pigeon blood red gems. They did not have the softness in the eyes of a normal person, but were as cold and hard as two inorganic stones.
"I'll give you one last chance."
Baimao uttered these cold words and stood motionless in front of the iron door of the interrogation room.
Su Yi thought to himself, don’t give him any more chances, just lock him up right away!
How could this white-haired killer have such a hard look in his eyes but such a soft heart? As a boss, shouldn't it be easy for him to lock the player in a small dark room?
"Woo woo." The life-saving system in my heart suddenly spoke, "How can you have the heart to lock my lovely wife into a small dark room? It's cold and dark there. What if my wife gets scared in there alone?"
"..."
Su Yi was speechless in response to this brain-filling system. At this moment, he saw from the corner of his eye that the ghost Bai Ye in the air was floating a little closer. The guy had a smile on his face as if he was watching a show. He stretched out one hand and gestured to him:
Then he clenched his fist and punched the air twice.
This action...is it suggesting that he is going to hit someone?
"Wife, hurry up and hit Baimao hard a few times!"
The life-saving system also urged: "Otherwise, this stinky dog really doesn't want to lock you in. He wants to continue sleeping in bed with you."
The ghost magician not far away also had a teasing smile on his face. He was wearing a black suit and looked like he was sitting in a theater watching a show to see how Su Yi would beat the stinky white dog.
Su Yi was not as bad-intentioned as them. Baimao was just a system NPC. From the perspective of a dungeon boss, he had not done anything wrong. He could not be angry with Baimao now.
But there must be resistance, and the show must be carried out to the end.
Su Yi thought about it, stretched out his hand, and slapped the white-haired man's iron arm twice.
He wasn't really angry, nor did he use his fists, and he didn't hit people with great force. Su Yi thought, it shouldn't have hurt... right?
The white-haired killer didn't feel anything when he was hit. He just felt a soft little hand touching his arm twice, but he didn't know what it meant.
Is it... begging him for mercy? Asking him not to lock him up?
He stared at the tofu man's lips, hoping to hear something nice, but the first thing Su Yi said was:
"I have nothing to say to you! If you have the guts... just lock me up. I'd rather die in there... than come out!"
! !
The temples were throbbing violently.
The white-haired killer clenched his fists, veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and he hissed out words from between his teeth, as if he was extremely angry:
"So, you were...hitting me?"
There was a sense of disbelief in his tone.
...What does this mean? Su Yi frowned and asked, "What else?"
"Very good."
The white-haired killer sneered, raised his sharp eyebrows, and finally made up his mind.
Tick-tick——
With strong fingers, he pinched the thin silver access card and swiped it open the heavy iron door.
Su Yi's heart skipped a beat and he felt a little uneasy for no reason.
dadada88 refused to take medicine and was put into the confinement area at great pains. What was he doing here?
The dark interrogation room finally opened to him, like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth, leading him to a deeper secret.
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