Absurd deduction game

Late at night, Survivor Base No. 51 has turned off the lights and entered a dormant state.

The corridor in Area 3 is deep and long. In order to save space, the dormitories are very close to each other. Each dormitory has eight beds, housing the survivors who have gathered here one after another since the base was established.

Everything is quiet. In this world, the night no longer belongs to humans.

When everyone was about to fall asleep, the voice-activated sensor lights in the corridor suddenly turned on.

A dormitory door was pushed open, and a woman with disheveled hair, wearing a white striped uniform issued by the base, staggered out. Her legs seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and they would squirm every time she took a step, and her bare feet clung to her. The cold metal ground left footprints with water stains step by step.

The surveillance camera in the corridor flashed a red dot. The woman seemed to raise her head and glance in the direction of the surveillance camera. Her black hair covered her face, and even more so her expression.

She then turned around and walked deeper into the corridor.

There are men's and women's bathrooms at the innermost part of the corridor. If a woman comes out to use the bathroom, it's not a big deal.

But the quiet surveillance still locked onto the woman, silently watching her movements until the woman disappeared from the surveillance range.

The voice-activated lights turned on one by one, and then turned off one by one.

The woman was barefoot and walked almost silently. What triggered the sound-activated light was her obviously heavy and difficult breathing.

It was like scratching glass, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something. The sound of gurgling water was mixed in her mouth. Every time she breathed, the woman opened her mouth wide, looking like a fish that was about to die of thirst.

She finally walked to the bathroom, without even looking at the men's and women's signs. She continued her weird walking pace and came to the sink step by step.

There is a mirror mounted above the sink. The woman looks up into the mirror. Her twisted figure is shrouded in a ridiculous uniform like a hospital gown. Her hair is loose and hanging in front of her face.

The woman tilted her head, revealing a pair of bulging eyes from between her hair.

She purred, grinned, reached out and turned on the faucet, put her hands under the faucet, and accepted the water flow.

After a few seconds, she also stretched her head.

The movable stopper of the sink was closed, the faucet was turned to the maximum, and the running water filled the sink. The woman's whole head was wet. She made a cheerful and weird guttural sound, waiting for the water level to rise little by little.

But she couldn't wait any longer.

The woman lowered her head and buried it deeply in the water. Water seeped into her mouth and nose, causing a strong suffocation.

Her body resisted fiercely and kept twitching, but she drowned firmly and happily in the water, letting the oxygen leave her.

Lungs began to burn.

Lungs about to explode.

Darkness enveloped her, water splashed, and after an unknown amount of time, the woman's body lost its support and slid weakly from the sink.

Her belly was bulging high, and as the body fell to the ground, there was almost a sound of sloshing water in her belly.

The uncontrolled faucet continued to pour water. Soon, the water overflowed the sink and flowed to the ground, soaking the woman's clothes.

The woman's protruding eyes were wide open, looking at the ceiling with contentment, as if she was content to drown herself.

The bathroom was filled with water.

In the silence, the water flow was so harsh and the water vapor was steaming. For some reason, there was an inexplicable handprint formed by water stains on the mirror in front of the sink.

Tiny water droplets drooped and turned into streams.

"it's here!"

There were several running footsteps outside the bathroom, and then the door was knocked open, and three men rushed in. The clothes they wore were different from the uniforms worn by the women. They were also white. The women's clothes were loose and more comfortable, but these three men were Wearing trousers made of special materials, paired with tactical boots, and a very simple and convenient jacket on the upper body.

Not only that, they also wore a metal filter mask on the lower half of their face, and a gun bag was tied to their thighs, highlighting the outline of a pistol.

When the tallest man saw the scene in front of him, he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie hanging on his chest and said in a cold voice: "The infected person is confirmed to be dead. Judging from the situation at the scene, it is still infected with the water ghost type Wraith Virus. By drinking water and suffocation and drowning. Yes, after we clean up the scene, we will transport the body to the experimental area."

After hanging up the intercom, the tall man said to the two companions: "Clean up the scene. This is the third person infected with the water ghost virus this week. It is basically certain that the source of infection has been mixed into the base. Tomorrow the commander will definitely arrange the entire Physical examination and screening at the base...Hey, it’s another big project.”

Three people took action, and two of them seemed very skilled. They had obviously dealt with this kind of death scene more than once.

Wearing isolation gloves, they carefully lifted the woman's body and put it into the prepared new body bag. From beginning to end, it was like touching a bomb that could explode at any time.

Another young man who was a little unfamiliar in comparison simply walked to the sink and turned off the faucet, opened the pool plug, and guided the water that had accumulated in the pool to flow to the sewer.

The young man in the mirror is not tall, but his body is extremely tall and straight. His hair is too long by boys' standards and is tied into a high ponytail at the back of his head.

A few strands of hair came down from the corners of his temples, and they fit perfectly with the exposed feminine upper half of his face. His eyebrows were long and slender, and his eyes were like stars. He could really be called a picturesque face.

I am afraid that no matter who sees him, it will be a pity that such a beautiful appearance is given to a man.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at the extra handprints on the mirror, with a flash of interest in his eyes. He asked the other two busy people in a tone like a junior asking a senior for advice: "Is this fingerprint made by her... or is it something else?" left?"

"This... there is no surveillance in the bathroom, and we don't know for sure." The tall man scratched his head, "The Wraith Spirit Virus has many unreasonable symptoms. Even if there are more fingerprints out of thin air, it is normal. When I went out on a mission before, I also encountered a reincarnation virus that caused the infected person to jump off a building to death and then appear out of thin air on the sixth floor."

After hearing this, the young man sighed with some pity: "This virus is really miraculous...it is impossible to prevent and it is very harmful. When will mankind come out of the shadow of the doomsday of the evil spirit..."

"It's too early to think about this. Isn't the base now thinking about its development? Hmm, I knew you would have some problems with your mentality when you first joined the cleanup team. I'm just telling you, this kind of thing tonight is very difficult for us. It's just a daily routine, you have to get used to it as soon as possible, don't be too scared." The tall man advised with a senior look, and reminded, "In short, take precautions, no matter what type of vindictive spirit virus, you will be over if you get infected."

The man rambled on about some experiences, which dispersed the silence in the night a little bit, and in the corner where no one was paying attention, a very delicately cut paper man was placed against the trash can, and his paper head was quietly poked out.

The facial features of the paper man were terrible, and a pair of perfunctory eyes stared at the three people dealing with the scene, becoming the fourth pair of eyes peering in the darkness.

Suddenly, the young man who was being taught obediently raised his eyes, as if he sensed something, and looked straight in the direction of the trash can. The little paper man retracted his head instantly and did not dare to move.

There was a faint smile on the young man's face, he walked over calmly, and pinched the little paper man accurately when the paper man's expression suddenly became desperate.

The tall man was halfway through his education when the junior suddenly left. He originally wanted to scold the other person more seriously and make the other person listen carefully. These are all life-saving principles.

But seeing the back of the junior, for some reason, I couldn't say a serious word. After a few seconds, even the slightest dissatisfaction disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The tall man scratched his head in confusion. He felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it. When he saw the junior who was new to the cleaning team running and standing next to the trash can, he couldn't help but ask: "...Ah Ling, you are watching. What?"

"A-Ling" turned her back to her two colleagues and dipped the little paper figurine in water in a playful manner, then flattened it into a ball and threw it into the trash can. Then she replied: "Nothing, a piece of waste paper fell out. I just put it where it belongs."

This chapter is the inside of the deduction copy