Draw a sick beauty card in the escape game

Zhou Xin and Fang Yan left the room. They felt that they needed to investigate what happened in the experimental center.

Just after going out, I met the captain not far away. There were several other crew members beside the man. Standing there, only the man had a human expression on his face, and the others had no expression at all, just like dead bodies standing upright. over there.

The man politely and friendly introduced his identity to Zhou Xin and the others.

Zhou Xin glanced at the man's work card and said with a smile, "Han Yueming?"

Han Yueming smiled kindly, and Fang Yan beside Zhou Xin stared at Han Yueming with a gentle face. These bosses are so good at acting, it can be said that they are very calm in their respective roles.

"Experimental center, we hope to go and have a look." Fang Yan mentioned.

"It just so happens that I'm planning to go there too. I've ordered people to block the medical center in advance, and no one is going in or out to destroy it." Han Yueming also wanted to know what happened. He didn't rush there immediately, so he probably guessed that these people would interested in.

Han Yueming has seen all the passengers on this cruise ship. Behind the monitoring, everyone's room is also equipped with monitoring. However, Han Yueming usually doesn't take the initiative to see it. He is still a captain who respects personal privacy.

"Is surveillance installed in the medical center?" The group turned and walked into the elevator.

Medical centers are falling.

"It is installed, but it is only installed in the hall. It will not be installed in individual wards. We respect the privacy of patients." Han Yueming is like a real captain.

Zhou Xin was leaning on the elevator, his gaze slightly raised. In terms of height, Zhou Xin was two or three centimeters shorter than Han Yueming, but his gaze was condescending.

Han Yueming noticed the unkindness in Zhou Xin's eyes, and he remained calm.

The elevator arrived at the floor where the medical center was located, and a group of people walked out.

Han Yueming was originally walking in front, but his pace suddenly slowed down, and he soon joined Zhou Xin and the others side by side.

"It's better for you to wait outside for a while, and the security personnel and I will go in first to check the situation."

Zhou Xin smiled: "Why?"

"It's so strange that this happened, maybe the suspect is still inside, or the murderer..."

Han Yueming straightened his face, as if he was really worried about the safety of the passengers.

Zhou Xin turned his head, and then took out his weapon, an arm-length knife, in front of Han Yueming.

Holding the handle of the knife, he drew out a bit of the blade: "Don't worry about it, captain, I think my friend and I have a little bit of self-preservation ability."

When Han Yueming saw the long knife in Zhou Xin's hand, his eyes darkened by two points.

"It seems that I'm worrying too much." Han Yueming slightly bent his lips.

Glancing at Fang Yan, Han Yueming stared at Fang Yan's long black hair tied up.

"Your hair color is pretty." Han Yueming praised.

Fang Yan did not continue to remain silent, he nodded, like a stingy smile: "Thank you."

When I came to the medical center, there were security personnel standing at the door, and there were many players in other parts of the corridor, including Zhang Xian, and the players who had entered before, they were all there.

But even though they went in and saw the scene, everyone wanted to know how the blood was made there.

There was a corpse on the ground, a corpse that was bleeding all over, and then there was Li Yao who had a nervous breakdown. If one person couldn't bleed that much, there must be other people, but where did those other people go? Did they already leave?

Or were they not human beings? If that was the case, he might be the one who fell to the ground the next moment.

Thinking that maybe the next time he would fall in a pool of blood, everyone began to worry.

Seeing Zhou Xin and the captain coming over, and a player coming over, that person quickly said that he had been there not long ago.

"Have you ever gone in?" Han Yueming's eyes froze.

"Yes, several of us have been in it before. It's terrible. In that room, by the way, it's Zhang Xian who carried people out." The player turned around and pointed in one direction.

Zhang Xian didn't expect the other party to point at him directly. If he knew it, he would have stood farther away.

In fact, he cared more about how Li Yao was doing than going into the bloody room again.

At that time Li Yao jumped into the sea frantically, he didn't think about going down to rescue Li Yao, but he was relieved because the existence of that person was so strange that Zhang Xian himself became strange too. "...Can I trouble you to go in with me?" Han Yueming took two steps towards Zhang Xian and made a request to Zhang Xian.

The tone was very kind, but Zhang Xian's fingers stiffened, unable to shake his head, let alone say words of rejection.

The body is walking forward uncontrollably, as if being led by someone.

"There shouldn't be too many people." Han Yueming said to the players behind.

Several people hurriedly stopped and stopped moving forward.

The security personnel opened the door of the medical center, and several people walked inside.

The hall was quiet, even dead silent, and everyone went to the single ward at the back.

The cruise ship is quite luxurious, even the medical center is very luxuriously built.

There were winding bloodstains on the ground, which were the blood left on Li Yao's body when Zhang Xian held Li Yao in his arms not long ago.

There was not much blood, because Li Yao himself was not injured, he just fell to the ground and vomited some blood.

Soon came to a door, Han Yueming stretched out his hand to open the door, a strong smell of blood came from behind the door, before he opened the door, Han Yueming knew that there were probably too many people dead inside, and there would be a corpse still lying there.

Five people, one corpse was there, and the other four corpses disappeared.

A smile flickered across Han Yueming's eyes, and he pushed open the door directly.

The window was half open, but not fully closed. When the door was opened, the sea breeze blew the thick smell of blood to the people at the door. Zhang Xian stood behind, and was blown by the bloody wind, and his whole body shivered violently. And when he saw a room full of scarlet blood again, it seemed that there was more blood than when he left, Zhang Xian stepped back, and suddenly felt endless retreat, his throat was itchy, and he wanted to vomit.

Zhou Xin noticed Zhang Xian's strangeness, he turned his head, with a wicked smile in his eyes, as if to say, "You are so weak, if you are afraid, run with your tail between your legs."

He had already escaped once, that time when Li Yao jumped into the sea, Zhang Xian stabilized his throbbing heart, and looked back at Zhou Xin.

It’s good not to be weak!

Zhou Xin withdrew his gaze and returned to the room where there was a drop of blood.

The blood was basically on the floor, and it didn't splatter too much on the walls. There was more blood on the wall on the side of the corpse, and the walls in other places were relatively clean.

Obviously, the person who did it should have different strength.

Han Yueming stared at the blood on the ground. The taste of blood in each person's body is different. Han Yueming is much more sensitive than the crew members like him. He smells a little sweetness in the blood. The familiar sweetness is something he has tasted before. smell.

The little beauty had vomited blood here, and his blood had mixed into it.

If there is no mixing, you can collect a little bit by yourself.

Now that it is polluted, forget it temporarily.

Han Yueming walked into the room with his foot on his feet. He stepped on the blood and made a distinct sound of water. He stood in the middle of the house. Han Yueming turned to look at the person at the door. Zhou Xin and Fang Yan walked in.

Zhou Xin carried his long knife to prevent the blade from being stained with blood on the ground. Fang Yan passed Han Yueming's body in the middle and walked towards the window. The window was half opened. Fang Yan looked down at the window rail, and there was also blood on it.

"It was thrown from here." Fang Yan pointed to the window and said.

Zhou Xin looked out at the turbulent sea: "After killing someone, throw the body away?"

"It should be that the corpse has never left this room, otherwise there should be blood on the ground outside."

"Maybe the corpse was eaten?" Han Yueming said jokingly with a smile on his face.

But his eyes were clearly bloody.

"Have you eaten? Is there a difference in taste?" Zhou Xin laughed.

Zhou Xin walked to the only corpse. He took down the knife and gently pointed at the corpse with the scabbard.

Of course there are flavors!

But this can't be said at this time, anyway, Han Yueming himself is a picky eater, not everyone can eat.

"Who could it be?" No matter where the corpse went, Fang Yan cared more about this question.

It can't be ordinary people. As far as the traces at the scene are concerned, there is not much blood on the wall, and when the impact marks are the same, there are not many traces of fighting. It is obviously a one-sided hunt.

Even the strength is not inferior to him and Zhou Xin.

As for how it compares to Bian Nanfeng, Fang Yan is not sure. In his impression, there is only one such alternative as Bian Nanfeng, and there should not be one or two copies.

That man is more fearsome than the boss. "Is it a player or... a certain crew member of yours? Or is it you, the captain?"

Zhou Xin was not polite, and directly aimed at Han Yueming.

Suspected of being the murderer, Han Yueming thanked you for looking at me so highly.

"Although I want to do this too, I'm a bit of a clean freak. Besides, this ward is my private ward. I don't like to dirty things that belong to me." Han Yueming's words clearly had other meanings.

Zhou Xin heard it, and Fang Yan did the same.

Zhou Xin chuckled.

He started walking in the room, looking around, as if he was looking for something, Fang Yan by the window over there also turned around, the window was not far from the hospital bed, Fang Yan walked to the side of the hospital bed, and lifted the quilt , the quilt was even more traces of being slept on, but there was nothing inside.

Zhou Xin turned half a circle, and suddenly he stopped.

Then Zhou Xin squatted down on the spot, holding the knife in his right hand, and stretched out his left hand into the blood on the ground. There was so much blood here that it almost covered the upper of the shoe.

Rummaging in the blood for a while, Zhou Xin built a bloody thing.

I can't see exactly what it is, but from the general feel, Zhou Xin knows what it is.

"You, go get some water." Zhou Xin called out to Zhang Xian at the door.

Zhang Xian was stunned, and under Zhou Xin's urging gaze, he turned and left. After a while, Zhang Xian came back with a bottle of water in his hand.

After receiving the water, Zhou Xin rinsed the severed finger in his hand. The section of the severed finger was extremely smooth and flat. Staring at the finger, Zhou Xin's eyes flickered.

Upstairs, in Bian Nanfeng's room, Bian Nanfeng has been watching Li Yao's sleeping face, and did not wake him up.

Not feeling sleepy, but seeing that Li Yao was not sleeping peacefully, frowning tightly, and curling up his whole body, as if trying to hide in his sleep, Bian Nanfeng lifted the quilt and lay down. .

Lying beside Li Yao.

He stretched out his hand to embrace Li Yao's body, and as soon as he hugged the person, the person in his arms became uncomfortable. Bian Nanfeng hugged him, and he bowed his head and kissed Li Yao's lips.

Li Yao's lips were tightly closed, Bian Nanfeng pinched Li Yao's nose, and had to open his lips when the other party couldn't breathe, and then the tip of his tongue touched Li Yao's mouth, but it didn't last long, Li Yao suddenly clenched his teeth forcefully.

Bian Nanfeng withdrew his tongue, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, wiped off the blood with his fingers, and there was a smear of scarlet on his fingertips, and the scarlet was wiped on Li Yao's lips, Bian Nanfeng stared at Li Yao's blood-colored lips, and smiled silently.

Not to bother Li Yao anymore, Bian Nanfeng closed his eyes and slept for a while with his arms around him.

After not sleeping for too long, Bian Nanfeng was woken up by the struggle in his arms.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a frightened and panicked face in front of him.

Li Yao didn't seem to know Bian Nanfeng anymore, and seemed to know him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Bian Nanfeng's face. There were already several bloodstains on Bian Nanfeng's face, which were caught by Li Yao. That half of the face would get scratched too.

Bian Nanfeng clasped Li Yao's hand, and the next moment he turned over, instead of getting up, he clasped Li Yao's arms, leaning over Li Yao.

"Get out, let me go! Get out!" Li Yao yelled manically.

Bian Nanfeng suddenly squeezed Li Yao's palm tightly and kissed him fiercely.

The tip of his tongue was still broken and bleeding, and when he kissed her, his own blood flowed into Li Yao's mouth.

The satisfying smell of rust made Li Yao resist all over his body, Li Yao wanted to vomit, but the man was too strong, the tip of his tongue invaded his mouth gently but extremely forcefully, Li Yao cried out .

He kicked Bian Nanfeng with his feet, and he kicked someone, but it didn't seem to cause any harm. Li Yao was about to bite Bian Nanfeng again, and the man seemed to have noticed it, no matter what Li Yao did, he couldn't bite him.

Instead, Li Yao bit the tip of his tongue.

The heartbreaking pain hit, Li Yao's eyes were filled with tears frantically, the next second the tears rolled down, and in the blink of an eye his face was full of tears.

Bian Nanfeng was still holding Li Yao and kissing him, but when he saw that Li Yao suddenly didn't resist, but began to cry in pain, Bian Nanfeng stopped, he got up and let Li Yao go, even if he was let go, Li Yao still just cried, he Turned over, with his back facing Bian Nanfeng, Li Yao wept silently, tears rolling down the corners of his eyes onto the quilt, and after a while, the quilt was covered with water, Li Yao's emaciated body trembled slightly, his skin Pale and transparent, Bian Nanfeng's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, as if if he touched Li Yao at this moment, his body would shatter like a crystal ball, breaking into pieces.

Bian Nanfeng moved his fingers slightly, and suddenly he had a distorted and sick thought in his mind, he didn't want this person to cry anymore, but he absolutely couldn't let go, but with this person's mental state, he probably wouldn't accept himself.

This person was closer to the boss of the dungeon when he was in the school dungeon last time. If he let go, Li Yao would probably take the initiative to go to the boss.

Bian Nanfeng met Captain Boss, and the man's expression didn't say much, but Bian Nanfeng knew that the other party was also eyeing Li Yao.

Bian Nanfeng bent and opened his fingers.

What should I do, just kill you!

Bian Nanfeng approached Li Yao, his eyes suddenly became a little bit scarlet, the blood permeated inside, the murderous intent seemed to be real all over him, frantically rushing towards Li Yao.

Li Yao's body curled up even more, and his eyes were full of lifelessness, as if he could no longer see the slightest vitality.

Bian Nanfeng took off the earrings from his ears, and the jet-black earrings turned into a black blade on half of the wall, and the black blade approached Li Yao's back little by little.

As long as he slashed hard at this time, this person would die in his hands. Bian Nanfeng's fingers trembled, and the black blade trembled slightly.

Li Yao sensed the breath of death, he turned his head, his temple hair was already wet with tears, he stared at the knife in Bian Nanfeng's hand with round and dull eyes.

The fear and despair I had just now suddenly disappeared at this time.

Li Yao stretched out both hands to snatch Bian Nanfeng's knife.

Bian Nanfeng withdrew the knife quickly, but still let Li Yao touch the blade, and his slender fingers were cut instantly, bleeding out.

Bian Nanfeng let go of the knife and covered the wound on Li Yao's hand.

"Why are you so careless!" Bian Nanfeng frowned, his pupils were still scarlet, his murderous intent was still there, but suddenly split, and he was concerned about Li Yao's wound.

"You are all the same, you are all the same, let me die, I don't want to stay here anymore, let me die..."

Li Yao choked up and murmured. He turned his eyes away and looked at the black blade that Bian Nanfeng had put aside. The blade looked fast and should be able to make him die without much pain.

He didn't want to go on like this anymore, he couldn't see much hope of living.

"Kill me, please!"

Tears welled up in Li Yao's eyes, his beautiful face, in pain, revealed an extremely seductive beauty of despair.

The beauty full of lifeless energy deeply seduced Bian Nanfeng.

"Not now, I'm still reluctant to kill you now." Bian Nanfeng held Li Yao's face, making him look at him.

Bowing his head and kissing Li Yao's lips softly, Bian Nanfeng said to him softly.

"...I am red, is it the color you need?"

Bian Nanfeng suddenly asked Li Yao with deep eyes.

Li Yao blinked, tears were still flowing, sliding across his pale and beautiful face, the slender eyelashes were all wet by tears, sticking to his eyelids, Li Yao's expression looked blank.

"What color do you want to hunt?" Bian Nanfeng asked again softly.

"Red!" Li Yao muttered two words in a low voice.

"That's a coincidence, you can get a point from me, do you want to take it?"

Although Bian Nanfeng is not a psychiatrist, he is a real mental patient. He has become a good doctor after a long illness. Even if Li Yao really goes crazy, he can find a way to keep this person from going crazy.

At least you can keep the surface normal, like him.

Bian Nanfeng restrained the boiling blood in his veins. His little beauty didn't know how much he was suffering at this moment. He really wanted to use his knife to cut open the man's neck, and then take a good look at his bleeding. The look of blood.

There was still medicine in his pocket, but Bian Nanfeng planned to endure it for a while and take it later.

He has a bottle of medicine every day, and he is provided at any time in this death game.

"Want to take it?" Bian Nanfeng took his own knife and handed it to Li Yao.

He also asked Li Yao to hold his knife carefully, and with Li Yao's hand, he lifted the knife and placed it across his neck.

"Swipe lightly, and you can get one point." Bian Nanfeng used his method to treat Li Yao.

Li Yao's dull pupils flickered, and seemed to have begun to shine a little.

His mind was in a state of shutdown, unable to comprehend what was happening in front of him, this man asked him to kill him.

Could he really... be able to kill him?

This guy is a crazy and twisted pervert, even sicker than the dungeon boss.

Li Yao shook his head, he wants to leave, he wants to leave here.

Li Yao pushed Bian Nanfeng away suddenly, the black blade fell to the ground, there was a sound, Li Yao threw off the quilt and got out of bed, he ran two steps, and then fell weakly to the ground.

An arm stretched out to catch Li Yao before touching the ground.

Bian Nanfeng hugged Li Yao by the waist, and put Li Yao in his arms.

Back to sit on the bed, Bian Nanfeng put his arms around Li Yao and sat on him. He hugged Li Yao from behind, and put his chin lightly on Li Yao's shoulder.

Li Yao turned his head to the side with a dazed expression, he stared at the face that was put up, when did the relationship between them get so good, obviously he hates and hates men very much.

But the man's body is very warm, that kind of heat is strangely not so disgusting, and even a little strangely comforting.

Li Yao turned his head, his forehead was throbbing with pain, Li Yao wiped his forehead and got a small wound, how did he get it out?

Li Yao's memory of not long ago is a bit confused, he seems to have forgotten something, what is it?

Li Yao began to think back.

Then a scarlet appeared in front of his eyes, scarlet like a sea of ​​blood.

Li Yao's whole body trembled, and his lips trembled uncontrollably. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask someone for help, but no one showed up, so hope gradually disappeared, and finally turned into despair.

Bian Nanfeng watched all the changes on Li Yao's face, and when despair finally appeared, he suddenly kissed Li Yao's earlobe. Li Yao's body trembled slightly, and he looked over with trembling eyes.

Bian Nanfeng smiled: "Just be afraid of me, other people don't need to be afraid of them, because they will only turn into corpses."

"Just be afraid of me, no one can take your life but me."

Bian Nanfeng said his other kind of love words.

But I have to say that his distorted words are effective, and Li Yao's spirit seems to be stabilized a little.

The dull pupils gradually became brighter, full of hatred.

"That's good, treat me as your target, a target you can hunt and kill."

"Slaying enemies with your hands will be very cool, and you will like that feeling." Bian Nanfeng looked straight into Li Yao's eyes. The strangeness and excitement in his eyes gave Li Yao a strange power instead.

"I will kill you!"

Li Yao swore in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, I'll wait for that day." Bian Nanfeng was overjoyed when he got Li Yao's answer, hugged Li Yao tightly, and kissed Li Yao affectionately on his hair.

"Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?" Bian Nanfeng let go of Li Yao, stood up, walked to the coffee table, poured a cup of warm water, and put it in Li Yao's hand.

Li Yao didn't have much strength in his fingers and almost missed the water glass.

Bian Nanfeng caught the cup in time, and fed it to Li Yao with water.

Li Yao drank half of the glass of water, and Bian Nanfeng sipped the remaining half.

Bian Nanfeng couldn't be happier when he looked down and saw Li Yao staring at his throat with undisguised ferocity in his eyes, it would be best to be like him, he likes everything crazy.

Zhou Xin and the others went for a while, returned upstairs, and knocked on the door.

Bian Nanfeng got up to open the door, the two came in, saw Li Yao sitting by the sofa, he seemed to be much better, Zhou Xin darkened his eyes.

After briefly talking about the collected information, Zhou Xin handed Bian Nanfeng a finger. The finger was no longer bleeding, and the incision was extremely smooth, even smoother than a scalpel.

"...Do you want to catch this cute little mouse?" Zhou Xin asked Bian Nanfeng what he meant.

Bian Nanfeng stared at the finger in his hand for a long time: "How sure are you?"

"Not much, I'm so good at hiding, I didn't leave any trace." Zhou Xin said honestly.

If he would doubt Li Yao before, but now he basically won't. When that person jumped into the sea, Zhou Xin knew that it couldn't be Li Yao. No one could pretend to be like this without revealing any clues.

"Then don't worry about it." It doesn't have to be the same person, although the opponent's weapon is quite special, but if Bian Nanfeng wants to, he can also cut out such marks.

"The captain here...boss, it looks like you have more rivals in love."

Zhou Xin changed the subject as soon as he said it.

At this time, Bian Nanfeng's calm eyebrows showed signs of fluctuation.

He raised his eyes: "Isn't it good?"

That's great, because it's just more fun that way.