A Midnight Escape Story for Farmers

The girl's head lay quietly in the middle of the box.

This is by no means a work of art made of clay or plaster, but genuine human remains.The flesh of the neck is rolled up, showing a slightly oxidized dark color, and even broken bone stubble can be seen below; the skin still maintains elasticity, as if it has just been chopped off not long ago.

She closed her eyes tightly, but the expression on her face was not peaceful, as if she was in great pain when she died.

"..."

After the initial shock passed, Fang Shiqing felt a surge of sadness.

"She—as a human being, she is indeed dead..."

He had actually seen quite a few corpses, but it was the first time he had seen the corpse of the person he was talking to not long ago.

She was so young and healthy and beautiful that she should have had a full life.Even if she was just an NPC, even if he was almost killed by her just now, he couldn't help falling into silence when facing this human head.

Xiao Fengdi also didn't speak for the time being, and after a while he did a little inspection with his hands.

"This head should have been chopped off by a sharp weapon," he said, looking at the fire ax placed by the door. "It may have been that ax, or something similar. By then, she should be dead."

"……Um."

Fang Shiqing tried his best to pull himself out of compassion and focus on thinking about the copy.

The appearance of this head confirmed his previous thoughts from the side. Something special must have happened on the day the girl disappeared more than 20 years ago, and that event may be the key to deciphering the copy.

How did she die?It is impossible for a person to cut off his own head, so it is definitely not suicide.

Fang Shiqing immediately thought that on the day the girl disappeared, she was said to have gone to meet her "boyfriend"—so, could it be that "ex-boyfriend" who killed her?

"However, this head looks too new." Xiao Fengdi looked carefully at the fracture of the head and frowned, "It looks like it was cut off a few hours ago."

This is not surprising, Fang Shi found early in the morning that the entire factory building is much newer than when they first investigated.

"I think the toy factory in the dungeon is not on the actual timeline, but stayed on the night when she disappeared more than 20 years ago. It can also be understood that we are now in this factory more than 20 years ago. inside."

Xiao Fengdi thought for a moment and said: "At this point in time, this woman has just been killed, there must be clues to the murderer nearby. If we investigate in time, we may be able to find it—is that so."

"……Um."

He was right.

According to the routine of the puzzle game, now that the body (part) of the key person has been found, the next thing to do is of course to investigate the cause of death and find the murderer.

Xiao Fengdi put the head away again and put it back to its original position. The two of them were silent for a while, feeling very heavy.

"There should be nothing else in this room. Let's continue looking for clues elsewhere."

"it is good."

Xiao Fengdi handed the photo on the table to Fang Shiqing, and he picked up the fire ax again.

Xiao Fengdi opened the door and stepped out. Fang Shiqing was just about to follow, but seeing him retreat all of a sudden, he immediately closed the door tightly again.

"Why—" Fang Shiqing just opened his mouth, only to hear a few loud bangs from the door, and the door panel was shaken a few times, as if something heavy had hit it.

"..." Xiao Fengdi said, "the number of puppets outside has not decreased, but has increased. Moreover, their speed of movement has become much faster."

The moment he stepped out of the door, countless dolls near and far immediately raised their heads at the same time, and countless pairs of bright eyes fixed on this side.Immediately, they swarmed up crazily like fired shells. The loud noise at the door just now was probably the sound of dolls throwing themselves on the door.

Even Xiao Fengdi was unwilling to face such a monster army with such speed and quantity.

"Uh, so aren't we stuck here?"

This room has only one door and no other exits.

"That's not necessarily the case," Xiao Fengdi said as he walked to the other side of the room.

There is a craft hanging curtain behind the boss's chair, and the back of the hanging curtain is tightly sealed by wooden boards. He tore off the curtain: "Isn't there a window here?"

"But you can't pass here?"

When searching the room before, Fang Shiqing found this sealed window.At that time, he tried to push, and immediately received a familiar system prompt: "The wooden boards that seal the windows seem to be fixed with the space, and they are not moving at all", so he had to give up.

"Can't pass? Why?" Xiao Fengdi frowned slightly.

"because--"

Just as Fang Shiqing was about to explain, the other party picked up the fire ax neatly and smashed the wooden boards that sealed the windows with a few strokes.

The fire ax was originally designed as a tool to cut wood and break open doors and windows in the fire scene, and it is handy to break this kind of wood.

"Is there any problem?" Xiao Fengdi turned around and asked.

"..." Fang Shiqing was speechless, "No."

Facing the outside is the backyard of the factory building.Fang Shiqing took a look outside, and probably knew why the window was sealed: the backyard should be untended, with overgrown weeds and a large garbage dump. This scene is disturbing to watch. It usually doesn't taste that good either.

Fang Shiqing's flashlight fell in the factory building, Xiao Fengdi took out his own flashlight, turned it on, and hung it on his waist.

"I'll go out first, you help me take care of it."

Fang Shiqing nodded.The moment the other party straightened up, he suddenly saw something flashing outside the window from the corner of his eye: "Be careful!"

The body of a puppet hangs down from the window opening.

This puppet is much more finished than the ones hanging around in the factory, at least it's been correctly painted, and hair and clothes have been added.

It was hanging upside down outside the window, with long black hair hanging straight down, one hand stretched out stiffly, holding in the palm——

Before Fang Shiqing could see clearly, Xiao Fengdi chopped off his upper body with a wave of his hand.

Fang Shiqing froze for a moment, then rushed to the window and took a flashlight out.The upper body of the puppet fell a few meters away, and what it held in its hand was a pure black metal object—an old-fashioned pistol.

A few seconds later, the doll's legs also fell down with a snap.Seeing its two parts wriggling separately, as if they were about to join together again, Xiao Fengdi simply lit a spell, and the light blue flame quickly turned it into ashes.

"Okay, it's all right," he leaned out, looked at the window and said, "It seems that there is only the one just now outside. I'll go out first, you--" He found that Fang Shiqing didn't seem to have recovered, "What's the matter?" ?”

"It's nothing," Fang Shiqing said from the bottom of his heart, "I just think you are too powerful."

Whether it is combat effectiveness, or the reaction speed and psychological quality in the face of sudden crises, they are far beyond the average person, and they are simply super god teammates in the game.He even had an illusion that as long as he stayed by the other person's side, he seemed to be safe without doing anything.

Xiao Fengdi jumped out of the window, picked up the pistol left on the ground, and found that there were still two bullets in it.He took out the bullet and made a sudden movement.

"—This is no ordinary bullet."

"what?"

Fang Shiqing shone a flashlight on his palm, and the two bullets reflected a special light.

"This is the silver bullet," Xiao Fengdi said.

"Silver bullet? The one used by the legendary vampire hunters?"

"Silver Bullet" is a well-known exorcism tool in western legends. It is a special item used to kill monsters. Fang Shiqing has seen it in more than one game.

"Yes," he said, "it was originally a traditional tool in Europe, but in recent decades, some people here occasionally use it. How can there be a silver bullet here?"

Why is there such a thing in the puppet's hand?This is definitely not made by the boss of the dungeon, so there is only one answer left.

"...It should have been picked up somewhere."

Someone else dropped the gun nearby, and the puppet picked it up.

Those who can use the silver bullet are probably Xiao Fengdi's colleagues.So, are there really other spirit eliminators around?Or……

Fang Shiqing also started to climb out of the window.He only had one hand, so it was inconvenient anyway, Xiao Fengdi came back to his senses, and stretched out his hand to support him.

"Boss, I think..." After hesitating for a while, Fang Shiqing continued, "I explained before that there can be no other 'players' in the dungeon besides our group. And we also discussed it just now, This copy may be a reproduction of the toy factory more than 20 years ago, so things like silver bullets and Hebrew, could it be that...someone left it in the factory more than 20 years ago?"

In other words, more than 20 years before the game time, other spirit removers appeared in this scene.

Xiao Fengdi pursed his lips, did not speak for a while, and said after a while: "Let's continue to explore first."

He seemed to have thought of something, but Fang Shiqing didn't dare to ask more.It is likely to be an internal matter of the spirit, and outsiders cannot inquire about it.

Several windows facing the backyard were sealed, so the two found one at random, smashed open it and got in.

The room was not too big or too small, with many long tables and matching benches. Stacks of boxes were piled up in the corner, which looked like temporary waste.

The light switch was at the door on the other side. Fang Shiqing turned it on, looked around, and realized what it was.

"I'm afraid this is...the canteen in their factory."

Except for the two large tables next to each other, the other tables are put together—as long as a few large thermos buckets are placed on the big table, and two aunts who add food are placed behind the table, the workers can line up It's time for dinner.It's a bit shabby, but comfortable.

Xiao Fengdi suddenly raised his hand and made a quiet gesture: "Did you hear someone's voice?"

Fang Shiqing immediately shut up and pricked up his ears while holding his breath.

The surroundings suddenly fell into silence, and he could even hear the hum of fluorescent lamps working.

After struggling to distinguish for a few seconds, he really found something was wrong: in this room, besides the two of them, there was a third breathing sound.

……Breathing?

Xiao Fengdi suddenly walked towards the cardboard box in the corner and pushed it aside.

Except for the stacked outer layer, all the boxes at the back were overturned crookedly, and a corner of the clothes was exposed under the stacked paper shells——

"..."

Fang Shiqing hurried over to help.

After opening the upper box, he saw He Xiangwu lying on the ground, sound asleep.

Fang Shiqing patted his face a little speechlessly, but the other party didn't respond.I patted harder, almost like a slap in the face, but there was still no response.

"How is this going?"

"He didn't fall asleep, but was trapped in an illusion." Xiao Fengdi said.