Chapter 15

No sound came through the loudspeaker.

"drop"

With the red light flashing, the iron door made a clicking sound of metal crashing, and slowly closed behind several people.

The group continued to move forward.

Su Cheng lowered his voice and asked, "So, what do you want?"

Wen Jianyan pushed the cart, shook his head slowly, and replied:

"To be honest, I'm sure."

He still has too little information, like a firefly in the vast night, enough to see the whole world, the only thing he can do is to follow the clues in his head to "grope" down. .

Each ward is far apart, separated from each other by iron gates, which is more like a high-security prison than a part of a nursing home.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the cold and secluded forest, inexplicably giving people a strange sense of security.

After a long time, they finally got to Ward 01.

Although the area of ​​the underground ward is equally narrow, the walls are exactly the same as those of the prison. The thick and strong iron railings are welded to death, the door is locked, and there is a small sliding door to deliver meals.

The ward lights are dimmed.

The entire ward 01 was shrouded in darkness that stretched out to five fingers, to see what was inside.

Luce squatted down, took a plastic dinner plate from the cart, poured out another lentil soup, put everything on the push-pull, and pushed inward.

The sound of metal scraping reverberated in the pitch-black space.

It was still dead silent inside.

Several people looked at each other, and without stopping too much, they pushed the cart and walked towards the next ward.

Behind the crowd, the plate lay quietly on the spot, as if it had no intention of being taken away.

Ward 02 was also pitch black, as cold and dead as a cave.

The second plate was placed on top of the push-pull plate and pushed into the depths of the ward.

Unexpectedly, ward 03 is also the same.

After leaving Ward 03, everyone's faces showed "confused" expressions.

Originally, they entered the second basement floor to deliver meals because they were mentally prepared to meet all kinds of terrifying and high-risk patients. However, they had already passed through five wards in total, but nothing happened, not even a single person was seen. half...

This is somewhat strange.

At this time, Luce recalled the question that Wen Jianyan started to ask, and frowned slightly:

"Could it be that the doctor did something?"

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and pushed the cart forward.

Since entering the lower second floor, he has been extraordinarily quiet and has not spoken to Ren.

Huang "Mao" scratched his head and said cautiously: "Well, if nothing happened this trip, is it a bad thing?"

"..."

Several people looked at each other.

It is true.

Soon, the first iron gate was in sight.

After the harsh "beep" sound, the iron door opened again, and the passage leading to Ward 04 was opened.

Several people took a deep breath, cheered up, and stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, the lights in Ward 04 were on, and the pale and cold light illuminated the large cell. For the first time, everyone finally saw the internal structure of the ward on the second basement floor.

One was nailed to the original subway bed, and there was a narrow sink and toilet at one end away from the bed. However, in the midst of the sparseness, this ward looked extraordinarily clean and well-organized.

There were large and small drawings on the walls, but without exception, all the drawings were turned upside down, revealing the gray-white backside.

A slender man was sitting at the table with his head down, holding a charcoal pen between his fingers, scribbling on a piece of paper.

He has a very handsome face, with deep outlines, high brow bones, deep-set eye sockets, and very light gray eyes. His expression is cold and melancholy, with a kind of classical extravagance, as if he fits in with this crazy and bloody world. .

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes and looked over here.

"Good day."

The man politely turned his head to the crowd and put down the charcoal pen.

It's a pity that everyone here is "touching" the senior anchor in the dungeon, and no one will be deceived by the guy's seemingly harmless appearance.

Those who are locked up on the second basement floor are absolutely high-risk mental patients, and they may be ordinary people.

At the moment of watching No. 04, the task list refreshed with new tasks.

[Primary task has been released: Look? ? ? painting]

[Advanced quest has been released: Got it? ? ? real name】

Several people looked at each other vigilantly, but did not answer.

Su Cheng leaned down and opened the door of the metal cart, but before he could take out the plate inside, No. 04 spoke again:

"Excuse me, can I appoint a food delivery carer?"

All eyes looked over.

No. 04 is sitting in the same place, with toner on his slender fingers, and his long smooth and soft gray hair tied behind his head. If he is wearing the same sick clothes as everyone else, it almost makes people suspect that he is in a towering ancient world. In the fort, the owner of Eyeshen Pond received him with high etiquette.

Su Cheng became vigilant in anticipation: "Yes."

No. 04 made another request, but lowered his eyes and continued to paint and draw on the paper.

"..."

Luce frowned slightly. He pressed it on Su Cheng's shoulder, preventing him from making the next move. Immediately afterwards, he looked up at No. 04 and asked inquiringly:

"Who do you want to bring you food?"

The sound of the charcoal rubbing on the paper stopped.

No. 04 raised his eyes, those light gray eyes moved slightly and landed on Wen Jianyan at the back of the team, his voice was low and delicate, Judas violin:

"May I trouble you, please?"

Following No. 04's line of sight, everyone turned their heads and looked at Wen Jianyan.

"let me?"

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly and asked back.

A man's head with gray eyes, with good education and restraint in his words:

"I will reluctantly if you wish."

"How could I be willing, this is just my job," Wen Jianyan suddenly smiled: "Well, as a reward, can you answer a question for me?"

"certainly."

Smile on the 04th: "quidproquo" (Latin: price exchange)

Wen Jianyan took the plastic plate from Su Cheng, asked Luce to put the lentil soup on the plate, and then walked up slowly.

No. 04 also stood up synchronously and walked step by step towards the small door where things were passed.

Wen Jianyan put the food on top of the pulled out metal plate, instead of pushing the metal plate to the other side of the iron door immediately, she raised her eyes and looked at the man's gray eyes.

The other party's figure is not strong, and even looks extra slender because of his slenderness, but after getting closer, Wen Jianyan realized that the other party was still half a head taller than himself.

"..."

Damn racial disparity.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and asked slowly:

"What did Dr. Reese want you to do?"

"What? Do you care about him?" No. 04 asked softly, looking at the young man who was only one floor away from him, with his eyes down.

Wen Jianyan didn't answer the question, but looked at the other side calmly.

"Ok."

Aware that Wen Jianyan was going to provide him any information, the other party easily compromised and asked again politely, "Dr. Reiss just conducted a physical examination on us."

"..."

Is that all there is to it?

Wen Jian frowned with traces, released his finger on the plate, and pushed it in instead.

"Thank you."

No. 04 picked up the plate and thanked him.

"What's the content of the inspection?" Wen Jianyan asked.

"Before I answer this question, you need to answer my question," No. 04 raised his eyes and repeated, "Do you care about him?"

"certainly."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes, her amber eyes flashed under the long and dense eyelashes, the corners of her lips were raised thoughtfully, and she easily spit out sweet words:

"I care more about you than him."

No. 04 laughed and saw whether he believed Wen Jianyan's answer. He said happily: "Some routine inspection items, blood drawing, heart rhythm, and "medicine" for inspection, etc., are not common."

Wen Jianyan: "did he always check on you at this time?"

No. 04 didn't answer, he leaned down, his long soft eyelashes drooped, he leaned close and sniffed softly in the air: "You smell of blood, leather and alcohol... You went to his treatment room ,Right?"

"Yes."

Wen Jianyan nodded without hesitation, looked straight at the other party, and repeated, "Does he always check on you at this time?"

"."

No. 04 shook his head and said, "It's the medical examination day. Generally speaking, he will rarely be on the second floor at this time."

The air was stagnant, and the voices of conversations between people echoed in the narrow space, with a strange feeling, and they all knew each other tacitly, causing the onlookers to breathe lightly and tense their bodies subconsciously, as if they were looking at the calm water. The dark vortex is close at hand.

After a brief silence, Wen Jianyan suddenly spoke again:

"Can I see your painting?"

"certainly."

No. 04 gray "color" eyeballs showed a light and cold texture under the light, like a layer of light mist, hiding all emotions in it.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not make any request this time, but turned around, walked to the position where he had just sat, and picked up the unfinished painting.

He walked over and pasted the picture on the iron gate.

The rest of the people approached curiously, and after looking at the content on the screen, they were all shocked and almost forgot to breathe.

On the paper is a picture of a young man whose limbs have been cut off. Only the deformed limbs have been penetrated by sharp weapons. There are flesh-eating vines growing on the broken limbs. The vines have small white flowers, which are tightly wrapped around his neck. , the slender body was leaning back under the violent tide, the body was open helplessly, the expression was painful and joyful, and the long-haired man was being pressed on the body and violated recklessly.

Superb painting skills, delicate strokes.

The severed limbs and wounds were lifelike, as if they could smell the strong smell of blood.

Dark, bloody, terrifying, and comforting.

【Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the task: see? ? ? painting

Bonus points: 200]

"..."

Wen Jianyan's expression was extremely ugly.

- The person in the picture has a face exactly like him.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"..."

"..."

"……I go."

"I think I seem to understand that when this dungeon was first started, why was there a barrage saying that the real metamorphosis is still to come..."

"Here, it's too much to look at the perverts of the anchor! I'm shocked, is there anything that the anchor is 100% stared at by perverts?"

Several people quickly left Ward 04.

"Grass... This guy made my hair stand upright." Huang "Mao" held back his shoulders and said with lingering fears.

Su Cheng nodded in agreement, with an indescribable expression on his face: "Me too."

People secretly glanced at Wen Jianyan.

If you want to say that whoever has the biggest impact on everyone, it must be him - after all, being drawn into a painting means being targeted by this high-risk patient and becoming a prey, and it is still this dark fantasy...

Even if it didn't happen to them, they were all terrified because of that painting.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, pushed the cart and walked behind, ignoring all the glances that were directed at him, and seemed to be attentive.

In fact, when he asked to see the content of the other party's painting, he had almost guessed what the content in the painting was likely to be a good thing, and it was very likely that he would be related to him.

However, after witnessing this painting of the other party's fantasy, Wen Jianyan still held back and was greatly shocked.

Perverted in this copy...

Why are they all so big?

The point is, why are they all staring at him?

Wen Jianyan figured it out.

He admits that in previous dungeons, he often offended various bosses, but in this dungeon, being extra "cared for" feels too strong. After meeting patient 04, this illusion almost reached peaked.

The point is, before delivering food here, Wen Jianyan had never met with No. 04 in any place, but when they first met, the other party appointed him to deliver the food.

And that painting...

Wen Jianyan remembered that before they pushed the car in, the painting had already started on No. 04, which means that most of the painting was completed before their meeting.

This is a conjecture.

The first situation is that the other party draws the pose and background first, and then completes the face in the painting after looking at himself.

The second situation is that in front of Wen Jianyan's ward 04, the other party has already told his own strengths, and combined his face with his own fantasy and put it into writing.

In the first case, Wen Jianyan had nothing to say.

To actually make the other party "fall in love" at first sight, maybe he really has some kind of physique that attracts perverts...

But in the second case...

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on the edge of the metal cart, and the picture of Dr. Reiss pressing it on it flashed in her mind, and a faint conjecture slowly formed in her mind.

It must be what this guy did.

Wen Jianyan had a hunch that if he got the answer to this question, he would be able to "feel" clearly why this dungeon became so weird.

While he was contemplating, several people had already entered Ward 05.

The lights in Ward 05 are bright, but there is no one in it - this is normal. According to what several people know about the system in the Ping An Nursing Home, although these patients are imprisoned in the second basement, they have no chance to let the wind out. , they have the opportunity to apply for free movement once a month, go to the rest room or "playground" and stay there for a period of time under the premise of wearing shackles and being closely monitored.

If they behave badly and are too violent, they can also be sent to solitary confinement.

Several people pushed the fifth meal into the ward as usual.

【Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the task: delivering meals to the ward on the second basement floor

Bonus points: 500]

The next thing to do is to get out of here quickly.

"This is the emergency exit."

Across the iron gate, the guard at the back of Ward No. 5 also raised his head and said coldly, "Go from the front."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and went back the same way.

When passing through Ward 04, everyone held back their hearts slightly, but No. 04 was sitting quietly on the bed, with the plastic dinner plate on the side, and the food inside was still untouched.

Swish, swish.

There was a sound of charcoal rubbing on the paper.

While No. 04 was smearing on the paper, he raised his pale gray eyes from time to time. There was neither killing intent nor lust in his eyes.

Feeling that the other party had a real line of sight, Wen Jianyan resisted the chills on her back, and instinctively accelerated her pace.

Just a few tens of seconds is as long as a century.

Finally, the man's sight was blocked by the wall, and Wen Jianyan was relieved.

Room 03 and Room 02 were the same as when they passed by before. The plastic dinner plates were placed in the same place, and there was no trace of any passing.

Several people left in a hurry.

Soon, Ward 01 appeared in front of him.

Across the long and narrow corridor, you can see the iron gate in the distance, the red light on it is flashing, the doorman is sitting in the narrow room, and seems to be bowing his head.

To pass through this door, you can leave here with all your tails.

Several people held back their spirits.

In the dead silence and deep corridor, the sound of footsteps gradually began to 'sway'.

It's near, it's near, it's right in front of you.

leaving soon!

"Bang!"

Hearing a violent sound, everyone trembled.

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

Seeing that the metal push-pull board in Ward 01 was pushed out without warning, the plastic food tray on it had disappeared, replaced by a bloody, steaming heart.

"!!!"

Everyone could not help but "show" a look of horror.

..."Bang."

There was a muffled sound at the far end of the corridor.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound—

The door of the guard's room slowly opened from the inside, and the guard fell heavily on the ground with his head lowered, the scarlet blood slowly dizzy from under his body, and it was particularly dazzling under the red light.

The next second, with a "squeak" sound, the door of Ward 01 was pushed open from the inside.

A tall figure walked out of the ward step by step.

People are very familiar.

Fluffy, messy blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and a beast-like body.

His sick clothes were covered with bloodstains, and he could tell who he was from, covering each other deeply and shallowly, some were dried up, some were still fresh.

Wen Jianyan's heart was beating wildly.

He really didn't think that after the infighting in the treatment room, neither Dr. Reese nor Edward was unscathed, all beards and tails.

Seeing this person appear in front of him in turn, Wen Jianyan was really disappointed.

He originally thought that this person would be hurt, and one less person would die.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the open door of the ward, and through the lights in the corridor, he could vaguely see the familiar, custom-made huge iron bed inside.

A guess slowly rose from my mind:

"You live in Ward 1?"

Although Wen Jianyan first saw Edward in the confinement room, the confinement room is mostly a temporary residence for patients, which means that Edward must have his own cell.

As a high-risk patient, the second basement is obviously a good fit for him.

"right."

Edward's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan, his lips were slightly raised, and he said in an almost gentle tone:

"I knew you would find me."

The mad dog slowly stepped forward, lifted it up, and lightly picked up the blood dripping heart on the iron plate, strong and tall body with a sense of terror and oppression without neglect:

"Look, it's a gift."

Edward smiled, and under the pale red lips were sharp white teeth.

He handed the heart:

"I deliberately dug it out and brought it to you, do you like it?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

It's over, after the last confrontation, this guy really thought he was like him, a lover of this kind of bloody violence.

"That viper said some terrible things to me."

Edward stepped forward, his unkempt blond hair fell, and his pale blue eyes stared at Wen Jianyan, "he said, you are a liar, the reason why you said those things to me is to make me die. ."

The smooth heart was squeezed in his palm, dripping blood.

"Baby, he's lying, right?"

"……right."

Wen Jianyan answered dryly.

"Great, I'll say it."

The mad dog stared at Wen Jianyan, smiled tenderly and sweetly, the deep blue eyes flashed with extreme paranoia and madness:

"Since this is the case, you must be willing to dye this beautiful color, right?"

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"?!"

"!!!"

"Grass, is this a declaration of murder!!! Ahhhhh, the anchor, run away!!!"

Without any hesitation, Wen Jianyan turned around and ran away.

"Emergency channel, hurry up!"

He activated the props with high speed, and lost a speed buff to himself and the anchor-level Su Cheng.

The other anchors were also chased by Edward, and they all knew about this guy's inhuman strength. They used props for themselves, and ran all the way to the emergency passage behind Ward No. 5!

Heavy footsteps followed.

In the corridor, a chase battle is in full swing.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, turned her head and glanced at the high-risk patient with blood all over her back.

——He believed it, and this time the doorman would reject them as an emergency!

In the sleep, several people ran back to the vicinity of the ward.

"When - when - when -"

Familiar bells passed from a distance, penetrated the thick ground and walls, and rang in the ears without warning, like the humming of a death knell, with an almost terrifying association in people's hearts.

Oops.

bad bad bad bad!

Everyone's faces were all white.

The scene around them changes at a speed visible to the naked eye. The iron gate in front of the corridor is wide open, and the deep corridor extends into the darkness, branching out like a blood vessel.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's face became worse.

mom.

He remembered that there was a ward in front of him.

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