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Chapter 98 Chapter 98
Chapter Ninety Eight
The beeping electric spark lit up in the dark, with icy malice and scorching restlessness, and the spread of the dangerous breath almost stirred and ignited the thick and sticky darkness.
A strong sense of crisis struck swiftly, and a huge buzzing flashed in Mo Yi's mind, and the burning blood in his blood vessels was beating suddenly, hitting his cheeks.
There was a familiar cold touch on his wrist, and the leather restraint band tightly wrapped around his left hand.
The same metal crash sounded on the right hand side--
The stinging sensation of ice needles pierced into my mind instantly! Mo Yi's thoughts reacted quickly, and he rolled to his side--
Most of his body fell under the iron bed with his movements, and only his tied left hand was still hung from the end of the iron bed.
Severe pain came as the body touched the ground. The bones all over his body almost fell apart, and the thin bones slammed on the ground fiercely, almost forcing a low breath in Mo Yi's throat.
His forehead hit the cold and damp floor hard at the same time, a sharp sting came from the corner of his forehead, his eyes turned black, and a buzzing white noise came from his ears——
Mo Yi struggled to raise his head, and the warm, viscous blood slid down his forehead, sticking to his eyelashes and eyelids.
The flashlight that was turned on slammed on the ground, and Leng Bai's beam of light lit up the darkness in a mess.
Looking through a blood-red field of vision, saw that several straps on the iron bed happened to close automatically, and the metal buckle hit the iron bed with a creepy sound.
Mo Yi was panting in horror, and the fiery pain of leather rubbing from his ankle hung in the air.
He responded to labor loss in a timely manner, otherwise it is not only his wrist that is clasped, but his limbs——
Then it's dead.
He panted quickly in the dark, and the flashlight that fell to the ground slowly stopped rolling, and the vain light stopped moving and stayed in the void.
Yu Guangshou of Mo Yi arrived at the head of the iron bed.
In the vague darkness, there was a sizzle of electric current, and the hum of the machine slowly sounded, gradually becoming stronger in the darkness.
At first, Mo Yi thought it was tinnitus caused by hitting his head. He didn't realize that it was over until he saw the electric sparks that lit up in the darkness on the bedside.
The bed board is made of iron. Once the electric shock is activated, the electric current flowing along the iron bed can still kill him.
Mo Yi's expression suddenly became solemn, his pale face was flushed with an abnormal flush, his teeth were clenched, he straightened up suddenly, and then stretched out his hand to untie the belt that bound his left wrist.
The metal buckle on the belt clenched like a python, and couldn't pull it apart.
The sound of electricity in my ears and the buzzing sound of the machine's start-up became more intense--
Sweat dripped from Mo Yi's forehead, and he gave up the tight metal buckle, and instead tore the belt against the white and worn interface of the cold iron bed.
The rough movement caused the rough edges of the belt to sink deeply into the pale skin of the thin wrist, rubbing a bright red mark, drops of blood leaking from the wound, and a strong smell of rust permeating the air.
In my ears was the roar of the machine about to start, and the entire iron bed almost began to vibrate greatly, and more electric sparks that lit up and went out instantly appeared in the dark, as if it was about to explode in the next second!
Mo Yixin went down, he clenched his teeth tightly, and then firmly grasped his left hand Da Muzhi (Thumb) with his other hand.
"Kǎ lā" A crisp bone crack sounded in the dark, making the tooth roots sore.
His Da Muzhi (Thumb) twisted and broke in a weird shape, hanging down softly, Mo Yi exerted force at this moment, his free right hand grabbed the belt that tied his wrist, and then pulled hard!
His left hand successfully escaped from the strap tied to the iron bed.
With a huge roar in his ears, Mo Yixin pressed tightly and rolled on the spot with his free hand.
An almost blinding electric light erupted in the darkness behind him, and the sound of electric current rang, and the whole iron bed shook violently, making an overwhelmed moan in the darkness, deafening.
Mo Yi lay hard on the dirty floor, his whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had been fished from a glacier, shivering uncontrollably because of the intense pain.
Wet black hair was awkwardly stained on the pale face. The gold paper was generally bloodless. The only color on the face was the bright blood oozing from the broken lower lip bitten by the teeth.
He gasped sharply, the sound of electricity behind him was still humming, and the crackling electric arc illuminated the entire room.
In Mo Yi's vision blackened by pain, he vaguely saw that in the dark corner of the wall, there seemed to be a shadowy black figure standing——
He was taken aback for a moment, forced to prop up his eyelids covered in blood, and looked towards that corner.
There was no one there.
The electrical noise of the machine behind him slowly stopped, but Mo Yi's ears still had a phantom buzzing sound, which made his mind dizzy.
Mo Yixin's mouth was choked and stuffy, and his eyes turned black. He couldn't help but take a few deep breaths and force himself to relax.
He moved to the side with difficulty, his intact right hand fingers wriggling struggling on the ground, picked up the flashlight lying beside him, gently trembling fingers held the flashlight into his palm, and then looked towards the dark corner of the door. go with--
The heavy darkness was dissipated by the light of the flashlight, and there was nothing in that corner, as if the shadow he had just seen was an illusion.
Mo Yi let out a long sigh, his head still dizzy, and everything seemed to have a double image.
It should be a sequelae of hitting the head just now.
——Did he really read it wrong just now?
At this moment, a slight "click" came from the door, which shocked Mo Yi.
He turned the flashlight in his hand to shine toward the door, and saw that the tightly fastened door panel just opened slowly, sliding silently and slowly into the darkness, and the dim light in the corridor fell along the open door. Mo Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of trance like a world away.
He stood up from the ground with strong support, and the pain from his whole body hit like tide, the stiff joints uttered harsh wailing, and the almost suffocating pain severely pulled Mo Yi's nerves.
Even though his endurance to pain was so strong, he still couldn't help but breathe in a low breath.
Mo Yi limped a few steps towards the door, then subconsciously turned his head and glanced behind him.
I saw that in that thick darkness, the mottled iron bed seemed to be still shining with wisps of electric light, and a strong burnt breath almost covered the smell of blood.
There seemed to be something gleaming slightly at the head of the bed.
Mo Yi frowned, shining the light of the flashlight in his hand.
I saw a thin card inserted on the old, dusty machine beside the bed, which reflected almost metallic luster under the light of the flashlight.
Mo Yi was taken aback for a moment, he was sure that when he first entered the door, there was no such card inserted in the machine.
He hesitated for a few seconds, and then slowly stepped forward. He cautiously cushioned his handsless fingers with the corner of his clothes, then wrapped the corner of the card, and slowly applied force.
Through the thin cloth, Mo Yi could feel the slight heat from his fingertips, and he let go almost instantly when it was hot.
Mo Yi settled down, then increased the strength of his hand, and completely pulled out the magnetic card inserted in the machine——
The magnetic card seems to be a bit old, the pattern on it is mottled and fuzzy, and it still feels a bit hot to the touch.
Mo Yi distinguished it carefully for a while under the faint light:
This should be the employee magnetic card.
Then it should also be able to open the elevator at the end of the corridor...?
Mo Yi's heart was stained with heat, and his cold palm held the magnetic card tightly. The slightly hot temperature ironed his palm lines properly, and his cold skin was almost stained with some heat.
He looked around the room behind him one last time, then turned and walked out.
The fractured wound on the palm came from fiery sudden pain. The intense and long pain was uninterrupted to almost numb, making the pain of other wounds on Mo Yi's body become insignificant, as if the pain nerves all over the body were concentrated in the hand. .
The corridor was still pitch black, and only a faint light was on in the entire long and deep corridor, flashing bright and dark.
After Mo Yi walked out of the room, he hesitated a bit, then turned and walked to the next room marked as "staff room" on the map.
He reached out and pushed the door. The door panel under his palm was smooth and cold, hard as iron, and could hardly be pushed.
It seems that it is temporarily impossible to enter.
Mo Yi sighed, lowered his eyelids slightly, and his long eyelashes concealed the complex look in his dark black eyes.
He turned and walked towards the other end of the corridor.
The road back was still bumpy. The broken tables and chairs and scattered papers blocked Mo Yi's body. Fortunately, he had walked it once before, so he passed the obstacles inside with ease. The shape is flexible and light, quiet like a cat traveling in the dark.
Along the way, the figure did not appear again.
Mo Yi stood still at the closed elevator door, holding his deformed and fractured left hand in the palm of his hand holding the magnetic card, and subconsciously licking his dry lips.
A tingling pain came from his lips, and the tip of his tongue tasted the familiar smell of rust, and he realized that he had bit his lips.
Mo Yi gave a light "hiss" sound, then carefully let go of his injured palm, swiped the card in the groove on the wall with the magnetic card, only to hear a slight "beep" in the dark .
The hum of machine braking came from the elevator shaft in front of me, and it was particularly clear in a dead corridor.
Mo Yi's heart beat irregularly a few times, and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, as if worried about whether the ghostly footsteps would sound again without warning.
The corridor behind was empty, a solitary lamp was shining with dim light, and the depressive and suffocating atmosphere was heavily suppressed towards Mo Yi.
At this moment, the diamond-shaped metal iron door behind Mo Yi slowly slid open, making a sound of crunching and rusty metal friction——
A crisp sound came from the mottled metal door:
"Ding".