Chapter 150

The air in the corridor stagnated into a nearly static solid, pressing down coldly and darkly, as if only the narrow trace of light on the carpet was left in the entire space.

A faint smell of blood spreads at the nose, and a sweet rust smell fills the narrow space.

Mo Yi took a few steps forward, walked to the empty door, and then slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the door panel. Before he could apply any force, the door slid inward, and the light marks on the ground widened, bringing him all over into the bright light in the room.

The smell of blood in the air became a little stronger.

He looked into the room—

The slightly yellow light plated the exquisite marble statues in the room with a light gold color. Apart from the same luxury and luxury, the layout and decoration in the room have no similarities with Mo Yi's room.

Mo Yi's gaze fell on the tall gooseberry bed in the middle of the room. The outline of the bed was slightly raised. He slowly took a few steps forward, and his vision gradually became clearer.

I saw a woman in a silk nightgown lying on the bed, stretching out her two slender arms like a martyr.

Her skin all over her body seemed to be scorched by fire, becoming charred and dry, wrinkled like a piece of dehydrated parchment, forming a sharp contrast with the light-colored nightgown on her body, looking shocking and terrible

Mo Yi walked to the bed and lowered her head to identify it carefully - fortunately, her facial features were preserved quite intact.

And this dead body was the new player he and Wen Chen met in the corridor tonight.

Mo Yi frowned, his pale lips were pursed tightly into a straight line, and his dark eyes looked particularly cold and solemn.

And at this moment, a harsh scream came from behind: "Ah—!!!!"

Mo Yi was startled and turned his head to look behind him. He saw another player standing at the open door, covering his mouth and staring at him incoherently, saying, "You...you...this..."

Her screams penetrated and disturbed the air that had been silent in the ancient house for a long time. The sound of door shafts opening and closing and busy footsteps sounded in the corridor. Other players followed the sound, but in just a few minutes, they gathered in the corridor and at the door.

The player then came to his senses from the panic just now, and tears slid down his cheeks and sobbed helplessly.

**Splied the crowd and walked up to the bed, quickly walked to the bed, looked down at the pale corpse on the bed for a few seconds, then turned to look at the player who was still crying, and asked, "Did you find it?"

The new player shook his head while sobbing and said:

"No...no, my room is right next door, I heard... there was a sound outside, and then I came out and saw that Xiaoyun's door was open."

She looked at Mo Yi with her blurry tearful eyes, then tremblingly pointed her hand in his direction, and continued: "Then, then I saw him standing by the bed...and then I saw...the one on the bed..."

She sobbed and couldn't say anything, and the people in the room looked in the direction her finger pointed. The air instantly became silent, and only the new player could hear the uncontrollable sobs in the whole room.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Mo Yi's expression remained unchanged and stepped forward and said:

"I heard someone crying in the room so I ran out to see it. I followed the sound to the door and pushed it away and found the body on the bed."

A disharmonious voice suddenly sounded in the crowd: "What you said is light... Is there anyone else who hears crying besides you? Who can prove it to you?"

The players' eyes were concentrated on the same point along the sound. Mo Yi recognized that the person who made the voice was the man who extinguished the cigarette butt on the handrail of the stairs at the beginning of the dungeon. Mo Yi remembered that his name was Li Wang. He laughed frivolously and maliciously and continued:

"And, I remember you didn't seem to show up at dinner tonight, right? Do you mind telling us where you went?"

Everyone's eyes instantly became distant and suspicious, and a vague voice of agreement sounded in the crowd:

"Yes, I remember you came in halfway through supper."

“…Yes, yes, I have an impression…”

The player who had been sobbing stopped crying at this moment, slowly walked forward a few steps to the edge of the bed, then covered his mouth to stop him from screaming, and then said intermittently:

"I, Xiaoyun and I are newcomers, and we live next to each other, so we all act together. I, I remember that at dinner today, Xiaoyun went out to use the bathroom, and the two of them came in. Then after Xiaoyun came back... she was in a bad state, always looking in his direction. When I asked her what happened, she didn't say anything..."

She couldn't continue and began to sob in a low voice.

Everyone looked at Mo Yi's eyes and became more alert, their eyes full of fear and suspicion. In the copy of the extremely mental pressure, especially when one person had died, everyone's spirits became tense and began to subconsciously seize every opportunity to vent their pressure outside.

Li Wangmu said maliciously: "What? Explain it?"

From the beginning of this accusation, Mo Yi kept watching coldly, his face calmly and could not see any emotional fluctuations.

After hearing Li Wang's words, Mo Yi just glanced at him lightly, as if he was looking at a clown with his lips curled up, and asked, "So...what do you doubt me?"

The eyes that swept gently seemed to have dark waves hidden, like deep lakes and abyss. The invisible pressure and sense of intimidation made Li Wang take a step back involuntarily.

He was stunned for a while before he realized that he was actually scared by the other party, so he took a step forward in anger and raised his voice and said, "Of course it's--!"

As soon as the voice came out, Mo Yi was blocked back by the words he said: "You can take a look at the dead body on the bed again, do you really think I can do it?"

Li Wang was choked. He was standing behind the crowd just now. He really didn't see the dark and weird appearance of the corpse on the bed. But now that things have come to this point, he doesn't want to show his retreat and cowardly appearance, so he raised his voice and shouted bluffingly: "Who knows if you are a real player? Maybe you are a ghost who is mixed in us?"

Mo Yi couldn't help but feel a little funny:

"If I were a ghost, would I stay until I was discovered after killing someone, and then let myself bear all the doubts?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, raised his slender fingers and pressed them on his lips, staring at Li Wang deeply, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and said softly:

"...If I were really a ghost, I would hide in the crowd when everyone was gathered together, and then guide the public opinion among the crowd, take the opportunity to push all the suspicions onto the first person to find the body, and then let the players suspect each other and get themselves confused..."

Mo Yi's voice was soft and low, and every word was clear and heart-wrenching. Li Wang looked around at the eyes of others who gradually became distant and frightened. Finally, he couldn't help but panic. He jumped his feet and shouted:

"You, fucking shut up! You are simply slandering me!"

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows, and showed an unfair surprise on his face: "Do you think I'm talking about you? How is that possible?"

His face still looked calm and gentle, and he said lightly: "There will not be too stupid for those who can come up with such a plan."

Li Wang's face gradually became red. He looked at Mo Yi with a heavy panting. The red blood in his eyes gradually spread. He was trembling with anger: "You...you said I was stupid?"

He clenched his fists and hit Mo Yi: "Did you say I'm stupid-"

His fist was easily intercepted by one hand in the air. His slender, pale and distinctive fingers quietly clenched the fist with blue veins. No matter how the muscles on the arm were tight and trembled due to force, they could not move forward at all.

Wen Chen looked at Li Wang with a cold expression, and his fingers slowly tightened—

The harsh rubbing sounds of bones and bones sounded in the quiet room, making people feel sour.

He said coldly: "Apology."

Li Wang's face turned pale from the excitement that he had just been, and big sweat slid down his twisted facial features, and painful moans overflowed from his gritted teeth. He trembled and finally couldn't help but scream:

"Ahhhhh-Let go! I, I was wrong!! Please let go!!"

Wen Chen stared at him unmovedly, and the light-colored beast-like eyes narrowed slightly, hiding danger and sharpness that was hard to see.

His fingers continued to tighten, and the room was filled with Li Wang's painful howling.

It was not until Mo Yitong couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to hold Wen Chen's cold palm hanging beside him that he let go of his fingers.

Just as Wen Chen let go of his fingers, Li Wang's body fell to the ground as if he had lost his only support. His whole body was soaked in sweat. He held his arm tremblingly. His fingers were already red and swollen, twisting in a strange direction.

There was a dead silence in the room.

At this time, ** broke the deadlock and walked up to smooth things over and said, "Oh, there is no need for everyone to be so irritated."

He turned his head to look at Mo Yi and said in a nice voice: "We don't actually mean to doubt you. We just want to know where you went during the dinner period before. Since you have no suspicion, why not tell us, which just dispels everyone's doubts. Isn't it a win-win situation?"

**The words were soft and hard, and other players also looked at Mo Yi, waiting for his explanation.

Mo Yi stared at them, his eyes dark and unclear.

In fact, he didn't mind sharing the clues he found, but... whether it was the show and laissez-faire he was just attacking him, or the questioning he secretly put in a secret pressure, it made him really unhappy.

Mo Yi curled the corners of his lips, and a flash of smile appeared on his cold face. Then he reached out and pulled Wen Chen, who was standing beside him, and gave him a kiss on his lips.

He let go of Wen Chen, turned his head to look at the player in the room who was stunned by his actions, and said coldly: "Of course I went intimate with my boyfriend."

**'s face turned blue and red. He looked away awkwardly and said without saying:

"Ah, that's it...haha...ha..."

In the end, the party ended in an unhappy way.

After returning to his room and closing the door, Mo Yi reached out to take out a small folded note from his pocket.

Just now, while the players were surrounding the crying newcomer, he took the opportunity to retreat to a corner of the room, and then touched the note behind the oil painting frame near the door.
Chapter completed!