Chapter 25

Mo Yi patted the bread crumbs on his hands and stood up from the low bench.

He walked around the restaurant slowly, his eyes wandering indoors without missing a clue.

A clock behind the dining table attracted his attention.

It was very worn out, half of its shell had fallen off, revealing the black metal surface below it, hanging crookedly on the wall behind the dining table. However, unlike other items in this room, there was no trace of dust on the surface of the clock, as if it had been carefully wiped clean. Moreover, what is even more rare is that the watch was not broken yet, and it was still walking tenaciously.

The pointer points to five to twenty.

Mo Yi frowned, feeling a little confused.

The game itself will give a countdown, so why should you set up another conspicuous clock in the dungeon?

He subconsciously glanced out of the narrow window, and in the dark air, the unknown fluorescent blue numbers were counting slowly.

The game happened to be 5 hours and 20 minutes.

That means...it just as the game started, the clock began to move around.

The mystery in his heart gathered more and more, like a slowly gathering cloud, slowly occupied every corner of Mo Yi's heart, blocked his throat, and strangled his breathing.

This orphanage is different from the previous copy. It occupies a larger area and does not have as dense clues as schools. Many times, I can only see more and more questions, twisting into a mess, but I can't find a thread for unzipping.

Mo Yi let out a long sigh and tried to calm himself down.

The remaining survival time of this copy is still long, so I can only take it slowly.

He finally took a deep look at the clock, turned around and walked towards the hanging villain painted on the wall next to him.

The strokes of that villain's paintings were very simple and crooked, and they should be written by a child.

The irregularly shaped round head and the thin torso that support the limbs, which look particularly weird on the dirty wall.

Mo Yi took out the note he had already finished and compared it with the villain on the wall to observe.

Except for some places, every detail is almost perfect, and seems to be completely from the same child's writing.

A vague guess seemed to have passed through Mo Yi's heart, but he could no longer see the reason.

There is nothing more to investigate in the restaurant.

So he put away the note, turned around and looked for Song Qi's figure, wanting to ask him to leave together.

But as soon as he turned around, he was startled by Song Qi standing behind him.

Is this person soundless when walking?!

Mo Yi covered his frightened heart, slowed down, and said, "Let's go, I've basically looked around here, let's go somewhere else."

Everyone in the restaurant also began to get up one after another and walked out the door.

Mo Yi and Song Qi left the restaurant and returned to the hall along the corridor.

The body hanging in the middle of the room had disappeared, and only the chair Mo Yi used to cushion the footrest was still standing quietly in the dust.

Mo Yi didn't feel any surprise. He stared at the empty place for a few seconds, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.

He walked around the hall for a few times, and suddenly seemed to think of something, so he turned around and ran towards the side hall at the door.

Zhao Yicheng and his friends who had just arrived at the hall were instantly attracted by him.

Mo Yi bent down and searched in the side hall, and soon he found a large string of old-style keys and a broken map.

Each key has a label with some English signs written on it, but some of them are blurred due to the passage of time.

This is a major discovery!

Zhao Yicheng and others' eyes lit up and they instantly surrounded them.

Mo Yi lowered his head and looked at the dirty map for a few minutes, then picked a key and held it in his palm.

Next, he spread the bunch of keys on the counter without hesitation and said to everyone:

"Everyone takes these keys and searches for clues based on the map, but you must remember to hang up after reading it, otherwise the clues may be cut off."

After saying that, he paused and his voice became a little heavier: "The process may be very dangerous. It is best for everyone not to act alone. Moreover, if you take the key, you must have the courage to accept the consequences of opening the door."

Mo Yi's sudden serious tone was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the excitement that had just risen by everyone and becoming cautious again.

At this moment, a female veteran who had just stood aside and didn't speak out said: "Wait."

Mo Yi was stunned and turned his head to look at her.

The female senior squinted her eyes, walked towards him, and asked:

"You are very familiar with this place. Whether it is the meal ringtone that you recognize immediately or the clearness of the location of these keys, we are not as good as that of..."

Zhao Yicheng, who was standing beside him, obviously knew her and scolded her: "Sun Xiaoyan!"

The veteran named Sun Xiaoyan did not obey, but instead took a step forward and asked:

"Do you mind explaining?"

Everyone who heard her words couldn't help but feel a little trembling and turned their terrified and suspicious eyes to Mo Yi - this person has been leading all their actions since just now! Could it be...?

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, his pale and handsome face calm and composed.

The next second, he raised his eyes and looked at Sun Xiaoyan. His eyes were dark in color. When there was no emotion, it was like the night without stars, which almost forced the person being watched to look away.

Mo Yi said:

"The fixed configurations in public orphanages in the UK, such as the location of ringtones and keys, are stipulated in the UK by regulations, and most of them have been used since World War I. Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Sun Xiaoyan obviously did not expect this answer. After hearing Mo Yi's words, she was stunned for a while, but she still quipped:

"Then, no one can prove that what you are telling the truth? And why do you say this is from the UK? Are you in an orphanage in the UK…?"

Hearing her words getting more and more excessive, Zhao Yicheng raised his voice again and interrupted her with some anger:

"Sun Xiaoyan! You're enough!"

Sun Xiaoyan stopped talking in a turbulent manner. Zhao Yicheng kicked him and turned to Mo Yi and said:

"That...is very sorry, Xiaoyan..."

Before Zhao Yicheng could finish speaking, Mo Yi quickly interrupted him:

"It's okay, I didn't take it seriously. The most important thing now is to find clues."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the corridor on the other side.

Song Qi looked at Sun Xiaoyan with a deep look, then turned around and followed Mo Yi and walked inward.

At that moment, Sun Xiaoyan's face turned pale in an instant, and he was nailed to the spot stiffly. The physiological cold sweat climbed down her spine like a waterfall.

——The light-colored eyes, like inorganic substances, and cruel things like the god of death who doesn’t care about other people’s lives. It is the coldness and contempt of the predator, which makes her feel the instinctive fear and tremor almost from the depths of her soul.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan!" Zhao Yicheng's voice awakened her from the devil's madness: "What's wrong with you?"

Sun Xiaoyan shook his head unsteadily and stared at the two of them's distant backs in a daze.

Why...why did that man have such a terrible look?

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The two of them walked forward one after another, and the quiet atmosphere seemed a little solemn. In the silence, they could only hear the overwhelmed creaking of the wooden floor beneath their feet.

The wall lights in front became dimmer and almost impossible to penetrate the rich darkness as solid. They could only barely emit a little dark yellow halo, illuminating a small area beside the wall.

The gloomy and cold air is like the tarsal bone marrow, climbing up along the human tail vertebrae.

Mo Yi stopped suddenly.

I saw a teddy bear in front of the corridor.

Its brown fluff was sparse, and its limbs were barely hung on the limbs, and one eye was missing. The only black eye was gray and sewn on the face in a crooked manner.

It tilted half of its broken body and quietly stared at Mo Yi with its remaining eyes covered with dust and cracks.

——It was the teddy bear that appeared in his room.

A thin layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Mo Yi's back.

Song Qi's low voice came from behind: "What's wrong?"

His voice made Mo Yi shudder.

The next second, when he looked at it again, the front of the corridor had become empty.

The teddy bear just disappeared.

Mo Yi was a little confused. He opened his mouth, his heart was twisting and his voice was hoarse:

"did you see……?"

"—What?" The child's crisp sound sounded in his ears, with the child's unique innocence, he took his words and asked softly.

These two words were very close, as if they were whispering in his ear!

Mo Yi's scalp exploded and turned back as quickly as possible!

——There is nothing behind him.
To be continued...