Jerry estimated the time in his heart, he walked here for about ten minutes, and he didn't meet anyone else except the dead female agent.
Looking at the red wall for a long time made Jerry more and more irritable.
Every room is exactly the same, Jerry doesn't even know where he is now, and how many rooms he has to go to escape.
This situation lasted for more than half an hour, when Jerry suddenly heard a terrified scream from somewhere.
Jerry shivered in fright, but after realizing it, he immediately became excited.
It was a woman's voice, at least it meant that there were other people locked up here.
Jerry tried his best to distinguish the direction of the sound, and drilled through three small doors in a row before finding the place.
At this moment, the voice was already very clear, and there was only one door away from Jerry.
Out of prudence, he lay down on the ground and looked out the small window.A pair of ladies' high heels and a pair of bare/naked feet can be seen.
There were two people there, I don't know if they were in the same group.
Judging by the size of the feet, the person with bare feet should be a man.When Jerry was close to the wall, he could vaguely hear his heavy breathing.
The voice sounded familiar, and Jerry called out tentatively, "Tom?"
The voice of the woman in the room suddenly stopped, and after a while, the small door beside Jerry was pushed open.
Jerry tilted his head and looked. It was a man's hand with their wedding rings on it.
He stretched out his hand and quickly retracted it.
"Come here first, Jerry." Tom's voice came from behind the door, "Come here and talk."
Out of trust in Tom, Jerry went straight through the wicket without hesitation.
He just got up from the ground holding the lamp, and before he had time to stand still, he suddenly felt his head was blocked by something.
Jerry looked over suspiciously. Tom was holding a gun to his forehead.
"Tom?" Jerry didn't dodge, he called out blankly, "What are you doing?"
Tom didn't speak, but frowned tightly.
Jerry rarely has such a serious expression on his face, most of the time, he always looks lazy.
Sensing Jerry's uneasiness, Tom nodded and said in a calm tone, "Don't worry, I just need to check you up."
Before he finished speaking, the small door under the wall on the left was pushed open, and Tom immediately turned the gun to aim it.The visitor didn't come in directly, but leaned out with the oil lamp and shook it gently twice.
Then, a six or seven-year-old boy came out from below, followed by a gray-haired old man.
"Find anything?" asked Tom.
The old man shook his head, "No, I don't know where that woman went."
Tom's expression was a little ugly, and he looked at another small door. After a while, a strong black man with an oil lamp came through with some difficulty.
His body was too strong, and the door was too small. When he first entered, he got stuck.
"Worried bitch." The black burly man glanced at the shoulders that were squeezed red, sat on the ground and said cursingly: "If you want me to say, she probably died in some compartment. There is no mark here Things, if we continue to look for them, we will get lost sooner or later."
Jerry looked back at him, and the burly man glared at him, clenching his fists to punch someone.
Tom narrowed his eyes and sideways put Jerry behind him.
He said to the woman in a white coat, "Come and see how he is doing now."
The female doctor nodded, and she walked up to Jerry and asked him a few questions, with a friendly smile on her face.
"It's fine, he's insane."
Jerry was a little confused. It seemed that Tom had become the leader of the group without him knowing it.
After the female doctor finished speaking, she gave Jerry a hug, as if telling other people that they could contact Jerry with confidence.
Jerry looked at Tom who was on the side, and wanted to ask him what was going on.
But Tom didn't look at him, as if deliberately keeping a distance from him.
Only occasionally cast a comforting look at him.
"Now that everyone is here, and there is a newcomer, I'll introduce you again." Tom clapped his hands, motioning for everyone to come over.
He was the first to stand in front of a wall, and the others also guarded a small door.
"New here, you can call him Jerry. He is a private detective. I have applied for a detective assistant before. I can prove his identity. Like me, he often cooperates with the police. The possibility of being a murderer is not Big." Tom looked at the little door out of the corner of his eye.
He pointed at the woman in a white coat opposite, "She's a psychiatrist with a license on her body. You can call her Joan, or the doctor."
After Jerry said hello to the female doctor, Tom pointed to another strong black man, "This is Bob, the boxing coach. Just call Bob, or the coach."
The boxing coach didn't speak, but gave Jerry a middle finger mockingly.
Tom frowned and said nothing more.
The last one left, the old and the young, is the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren.
"The doctor was knocked out and brought here on the way home. The coach came here after waking up with a hangover. The rest of the boy, his grandpa, and me were brought here after falling asleep. Maybe someone put sleeping pills in our water." Tom looked at Jerry, "What's the matter with you?"
"Sleep and wake up." Jerry felt that Tom must have some plans, because Tom kept winking.
After Tom's introduction, he extended his hand to shake Jerry's hand, which was regarded as accepting him to join the team on behalf of others.
"Let me introduce the current situation to you. We don't know exactly how many rooms there are here. But one thing is certain is that the room cannot be infinitely large. There must be at least one compartment with an opening that can lead to the outside The world." Tom sat cross-legged on the ground and explained with a serious expression: "We only have a bar of chocolate and a bottle of mineral water. They were provided by the doctor and the boy respectively, and we have been wandering here for about an hour now."
"We have been crawling in a straight line. At the end, we should be able to come across a room with an exit, or a room that lacks a small door. Food shortage is only one of the problems. Our biggest problem now is that in this giant maze, there is a perverted murderer hidden. Mad. On the way we met a victim who had his tongue cut out."
Tom's words reminded Jerry of one thing. He took out a business card in his hand, "I also met a victim. She was a child star agent. Her eyes were gouged out and her body was nailed to the wall."
The room fell silent in an instant. Tom took the oil lamp to illuminate it, and frowned: "It's the person who got lost with us before. She went to another compartment for convenience, and never came back after that."
Jerry blinked suspiciously, "If you are in the next room, why didn't she call for help if she was in danger? It would take a while for the murderer to climb through the small door."
Apparently other people were also wondering about this question, Tom was silent for a while, then said softly: "I don't know, we didn't hear any cries for help at all."
After Tom's introduction, Jerry temporarily understood the situation in front of him.
According to Tom's plan, they will continue to walk forward and drill through the small door opposite.The small windows on the top and bottom of the wall are all ventilated. When they approach the exit, they should hear the sound from the outside, and then determine where they are.
Before meeting Jerry, they roughly measured the length and width of the house with the number of steps, and the results were basically equal, so there was no way to find the direction close to the exit by estimating the shape.
"What we have to do now is to save energy, water and lamps as much as possible. Shut up, be quiet, and keep climbing." Tom clapped his hands and signaled everyone to line up, one with a lantern in front and one with a lantern. At the very end, the oil lamps of the rest were temporarily turned off.
The head and tail of the team are the most dangerous. Tom takes the initiative to walk at the head of the team, and the coach is the best player here, so he is placed at the end of the team.
The female doctor and the grandparents and grandchildren walked in the middle, and Jerry followed closely behind Tom.
Before leaving, Tom secretly took Jerry's hand and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, I will take you out."
His deep voice is magnetic, with a reassuring magic.
Jerry's face was a little hot, and the irritability caused by the small room also eased.
It might be that the room was quiet and they had concealed their relationship, so Tom didn't say much.He shook the oil lamp to signal everyone's attention, then lay down on the ground and checked the situation outside through the small window, and then got out of the compartment first.
After confirming that Tom is safe and sound, the rest of the people got through one after another in order.
Jerry noticed that taking wickets was a real torture for the coach.The muscles he deliberately exercised are too strong, and he needs to squeeze them in hard every time.
The troop moved on, and every now and then Tom would make a noise to make sure they were all there.
As time went by, Jerry had more and more doubts in his mind.
He wondered who built this strange labyrinth, and where.
The walls of each compartment feel like solid walls. Although they are not very thick, they are not simply steel plates or wooden boards.
This place does not look like a warehouse, the compartments are not high, and the coach with a height of 1.9 meters can reach the roof with his fingertips.
They tried knocking on the roof, the child who was lifted up, sure the top couldn't be broken by violence because it was as strong as a wall.
Jerry felt that it would be great if the big cousin was here at this time.
It can kick a wall directly to the finish line.
While Jerry was thinking wildly, Tom stopped in a cubicle and signaled everyone to fix it on the spot.
A bottle of water was passed from head to head, and each person could only take a sip.
There are no watches or other means of keeping time.
Jerry estimated that they drilled for about 15 minutes.
At present, people are still calm. At least half of the bottle is still left after the water wheel has come around.
Everyone is restraining their desires, after all, this bottle of water is their hope of survival.
But Jerry has sensed a problem, and this peace won't last long.
The room is all red, the small space is hot and airless, the murderer hidden in the dark, and the small door that must be crawled through.
All of this will make people more irritable.
On top of that, they have a bottle of water and a bar of chocolate.
The coach was taken in drunk and was carrying a backpack.There are also sandwiches in the mobile wallet, and several bottles of water.But after entering here, there is only one bottle of ordinary-sized mineral water left.
Before the doctor was brought over, he was carrying a satchel with cosmetics, mints and some sweets in it.In the end, all that was left was a bar of chocolate.
Hangovers get thirsty, and Jerry noticed the trainer was licking his lips.
The physical strength of the child and the old man is poor, and the old man is already a little unable to crawl.The most important thing is that even if there is any danger, the two of them can't help at all.
Unbalanced contributions to the team, lack of supplies, morality and kindness will sooner or later be overwhelmed by survival instincts.
In Tom's hand, there happened to be a pistol/gun.
They picked up the gun on the road. Before meeting Jerry, Tom was the only one in the team who knew how to shoot. He was sure that the gun could be used and there were four bullets in it.
A weapon that can kill people, a journey with no hope in sight, an overly depressing environment, uneven strength and lack of food.
Jerry was very worried that in the end they would not die from the murderer's sharp knife, but kill each other.
作者有话要说:求评论,求花花!!!感谢在2020-07-1722:17:49~2020-07-1922:43:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: mo10276311805 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Looking at the red wall for a long time made Jerry more and more irritable.
Every room is exactly the same, Jerry doesn't even know where he is now, and how many rooms he has to go to escape.
This situation lasted for more than half an hour, when Jerry suddenly heard a terrified scream from somewhere.
Jerry shivered in fright, but after realizing it, he immediately became excited.
It was a woman's voice, at least it meant that there were other people locked up here.
Jerry tried his best to distinguish the direction of the sound, and drilled through three small doors in a row before finding the place.
At this moment, the voice was already very clear, and there was only one door away from Jerry.
Out of prudence, he lay down on the ground and looked out the small window.A pair of ladies' high heels and a pair of bare/naked feet can be seen.
There were two people there, I don't know if they were in the same group.
Judging by the size of the feet, the person with bare feet should be a man.When Jerry was close to the wall, he could vaguely hear his heavy breathing.
The voice sounded familiar, and Jerry called out tentatively, "Tom?"
The voice of the woman in the room suddenly stopped, and after a while, the small door beside Jerry was pushed open.
Jerry tilted his head and looked. It was a man's hand with their wedding rings on it.
He stretched out his hand and quickly retracted it.
"Come here first, Jerry." Tom's voice came from behind the door, "Come here and talk."
Out of trust in Tom, Jerry went straight through the wicket without hesitation.
He just got up from the ground holding the lamp, and before he had time to stand still, he suddenly felt his head was blocked by something.
Jerry looked over suspiciously. Tom was holding a gun to his forehead.
"Tom?" Jerry didn't dodge, he called out blankly, "What are you doing?"
Tom didn't speak, but frowned tightly.
Jerry rarely has such a serious expression on his face, most of the time, he always looks lazy.
Sensing Jerry's uneasiness, Tom nodded and said in a calm tone, "Don't worry, I just need to check you up."
Before he finished speaking, the small door under the wall on the left was pushed open, and Tom immediately turned the gun to aim it.The visitor didn't come in directly, but leaned out with the oil lamp and shook it gently twice.
Then, a six or seven-year-old boy came out from below, followed by a gray-haired old man.
"Find anything?" asked Tom.
The old man shook his head, "No, I don't know where that woman went."
Tom's expression was a little ugly, and he looked at another small door. After a while, a strong black man with an oil lamp came through with some difficulty.
His body was too strong, and the door was too small. When he first entered, he got stuck.
"Worried bitch." The black burly man glanced at the shoulders that were squeezed red, sat on the ground and said cursingly: "If you want me to say, she probably died in some compartment. There is no mark here Things, if we continue to look for them, we will get lost sooner or later."
Jerry looked back at him, and the burly man glared at him, clenching his fists to punch someone.
Tom narrowed his eyes and sideways put Jerry behind him.
He said to the woman in a white coat, "Come and see how he is doing now."
The female doctor nodded, and she walked up to Jerry and asked him a few questions, with a friendly smile on her face.
"It's fine, he's insane."
Jerry was a little confused. It seemed that Tom had become the leader of the group without him knowing it.
After the female doctor finished speaking, she gave Jerry a hug, as if telling other people that they could contact Jerry with confidence.
Jerry looked at Tom who was on the side, and wanted to ask him what was going on.
But Tom didn't look at him, as if deliberately keeping a distance from him.
Only occasionally cast a comforting look at him.
"Now that everyone is here, and there is a newcomer, I'll introduce you again." Tom clapped his hands, motioning for everyone to come over.
He was the first to stand in front of a wall, and the others also guarded a small door.
"New here, you can call him Jerry. He is a private detective. I have applied for a detective assistant before. I can prove his identity. Like me, he often cooperates with the police. The possibility of being a murderer is not Big." Tom looked at the little door out of the corner of his eye.
He pointed at the woman in a white coat opposite, "She's a psychiatrist with a license on her body. You can call her Joan, or the doctor."
After Jerry said hello to the female doctor, Tom pointed to another strong black man, "This is Bob, the boxing coach. Just call Bob, or the coach."
The boxing coach didn't speak, but gave Jerry a middle finger mockingly.
Tom frowned and said nothing more.
The last one left, the old and the young, is the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren.
"The doctor was knocked out and brought here on the way home. The coach came here after waking up with a hangover. The rest of the boy, his grandpa, and me were brought here after falling asleep. Maybe someone put sleeping pills in our water." Tom looked at Jerry, "What's the matter with you?"
"Sleep and wake up." Jerry felt that Tom must have some plans, because Tom kept winking.
After Tom's introduction, he extended his hand to shake Jerry's hand, which was regarded as accepting him to join the team on behalf of others.
"Let me introduce the current situation to you. We don't know exactly how many rooms there are here. But one thing is certain is that the room cannot be infinitely large. There must be at least one compartment with an opening that can lead to the outside The world." Tom sat cross-legged on the ground and explained with a serious expression: "We only have a bar of chocolate and a bottle of mineral water. They were provided by the doctor and the boy respectively, and we have been wandering here for about an hour now."
"We have been crawling in a straight line. At the end, we should be able to come across a room with an exit, or a room that lacks a small door. Food shortage is only one of the problems. Our biggest problem now is that in this giant maze, there is a perverted murderer hidden. Mad. On the way we met a victim who had his tongue cut out."
Tom's words reminded Jerry of one thing. He took out a business card in his hand, "I also met a victim. She was a child star agent. Her eyes were gouged out and her body was nailed to the wall."
The room fell silent in an instant. Tom took the oil lamp to illuminate it, and frowned: "It's the person who got lost with us before. She went to another compartment for convenience, and never came back after that."
Jerry blinked suspiciously, "If you are in the next room, why didn't she call for help if she was in danger? It would take a while for the murderer to climb through the small door."
Apparently other people were also wondering about this question, Tom was silent for a while, then said softly: "I don't know, we didn't hear any cries for help at all."
After Tom's introduction, Jerry temporarily understood the situation in front of him.
According to Tom's plan, they will continue to walk forward and drill through the small door opposite.The small windows on the top and bottom of the wall are all ventilated. When they approach the exit, they should hear the sound from the outside, and then determine where they are.
Before meeting Jerry, they roughly measured the length and width of the house with the number of steps, and the results were basically equal, so there was no way to find the direction close to the exit by estimating the shape.
"What we have to do now is to save energy, water and lamps as much as possible. Shut up, be quiet, and keep climbing." Tom clapped his hands and signaled everyone to line up, one with a lantern in front and one with a lantern. At the very end, the oil lamps of the rest were temporarily turned off.
The head and tail of the team are the most dangerous. Tom takes the initiative to walk at the head of the team, and the coach is the best player here, so he is placed at the end of the team.
The female doctor and the grandparents and grandchildren walked in the middle, and Jerry followed closely behind Tom.
Before leaving, Tom secretly took Jerry's hand and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, I will take you out."
His deep voice is magnetic, with a reassuring magic.
Jerry's face was a little hot, and the irritability caused by the small room also eased.
It might be that the room was quiet and they had concealed their relationship, so Tom didn't say much.He shook the oil lamp to signal everyone's attention, then lay down on the ground and checked the situation outside through the small window, and then got out of the compartment first.
After confirming that Tom is safe and sound, the rest of the people got through one after another in order.
Jerry noticed that taking wickets was a real torture for the coach.The muscles he deliberately exercised are too strong, and he needs to squeeze them in hard every time.
The troop moved on, and every now and then Tom would make a noise to make sure they were all there.
As time went by, Jerry had more and more doubts in his mind.
He wondered who built this strange labyrinth, and where.
The walls of each compartment feel like solid walls. Although they are not very thick, they are not simply steel plates or wooden boards.
This place does not look like a warehouse, the compartments are not high, and the coach with a height of 1.9 meters can reach the roof with his fingertips.
They tried knocking on the roof, the child who was lifted up, sure the top couldn't be broken by violence because it was as strong as a wall.
Jerry felt that it would be great if the big cousin was here at this time.
It can kick a wall directly to the finish line.
While Jerry was thinking wildly, Tom stopped in a cubicle and signaled everyone to fix it on the spot.
A bottle of water was passed from head to head, and each person could only take a sip.
There are no watches or other means of keeping time.
Jerry estimated that they drilled for about 15 minutes.
At present, people are still calm. At least half of the bottle is still left after the water wheel has come around.
Everyone is restraining their desires, after all, this bottle of water is their hope of survival.
But Jerry has sensed a problem, and this peace won't last long.
The room is all red, the small space is hot and airless, the murderer hidden in the dark, and the small door that must be crawled through.
All of this will make people more irritable.
On top of that, they have a bottle of water and a bar of chocolate.
The coach was taken in drunk and was carrying a backpack.There are also sandwiches in the mobile wallet, and several bottles of water.But after entering here, there is only one bottle of ordinary-sized mineral water left.
Before the doctor was brought over, he was carrying a satchel with cosmetics, mints and some sweets in it.In the end, all that was left was a bar of chocolate.
Hangovers get thirsty, and Jerry noticed the trainer was licking his lips.
The physical strength of the child and the old man is poor, and the old man is already a little unable to crawl.The most important thing is that even if there is any danger, the two of them can't help at all.
Unbalanced contributions to the team, lack of supplies, morality and kindness will sooner or later be overwhelmed by survival instincts.
In Tom's hand, there happened to be a pistol/gun.
They picked up the gun on the road. Before meeting Jerry, Tom was the only one in the team who knew how to shoot. He was sure that the gun could be used and there were four bullets in it.
A weapon that can kill people, a journey with no hope in sight, an overly depressing environment, uneven strength and lack of food.
Jerry was very worried that in the end they would not die from the murderer's sharp knife, but kill each other.
作者有话要说:求评论,求花花!!!感谢在2020-07-1722:17:49~2020-07-1922:43:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: mo10276311805 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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