Abducted an npc in the game

The corridor on the sixth floor looked very long, but because several people were separated, there were only a few wards facing them.

Cun Tou looked back, only to find that both Lin Qiu and Qi Zhuang had disappeared, and two wards had been opened, so they should have already entered.

Thinking that he was a big man and couldn't be defeated in front of the two women, Cun Tou raised his head and walked to the front.

They planned to start checking from the ward at the end of the corridor, and then slowly join the other two teams.

"huh huh huh huh……"

Cun Tou's heart skipped a beat at the sudden humming sound, and he shrank his hand back before touching the doorknob. Looking back, he found that Li Jia was humming happily.

Li Jia found that he was looking at her, and showed him a very gentle and gentle smile.

"What are you dawdling about?"

Qin Fen pushed the door open without changing his face, and walked in first.

Seeing Qin Fen's figure disappear into the darkness, Cun Tou hurriedly followed, but just as he moved, a light voice came from his ear.

"Little brother, the moonlight is just right today, do you think..."

"No! I don't want to!"

Cun Tou yelled, and walked in in a panic, not even daring to turn his head.

As soon as he rushed in, he almost ran into Qin Fen, and before he could ask, his jaw dropped from the shock of everything in front of him.

If the sixth floor and below are all normal wards, then this one looks more like a prison cell.

The heavy chains had rusted and were firmly nailed to the wall. The white sheets belonging to the hospital were old and yellowed, and the dark brown liquid that had dried up could still be vaguely seen on them.

There are sharp sharp weapons and heavy blunt weapons on the table next to it, as well as some strange instruments with a sense of coldness.

Inch's head was dazed, and it suddenly occurred to him that the attitude towards mental illness in the Middle Ages was like treating a monster possessed by an evil spirit, and the means of cure were extremely cruel.

The ward was tightly covered by the bed curtain next to it, Cun Tou swallowed, and walked over lightly.

He touched the bed curtain tremblingly, took a deep breath, and pulled it open in one go.

What caught the eye was a rusted iron chair, with steel sheets on the armrests, including the legs of the chair, and a wire connected to the back of the chair, directly from the side of the wall to the chandelier above the head.

He suddenly thought of a possibility, iron can conduct electricity, so this is used for...

"Tell me, how many people died here."

"what!"

Cun Tou staggered in fright, stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and sat on the chair on one side of his body.

With a "click", even though the steel sheet on the chair was not very flexible, it still tightly bound his wrist.

Cun Tou couldn't move in an instant, and the cold feeling of his back against the back of the chair spread from his spine to his heart. He could even feel the despair and pain of sitting on it, and the gray breath of death enveloped him instantly.

Cold sweat broke out from his head.

Li Jia stood in front of him, looking down at him with a malicious smile on his face.

Cun Tou felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help feeling grateful. Fortunately, all the chandeliers in the wards on the sixth floor had been damaged, otherwise he would have been unable to imagine the consequences of powering on.

"Hurry up and help me!"

He struggled anxiously, feeling that this chair was extremely scary.

"How do you open it?"

Qin Fen was the first to react, and hurried over to help, but no matter whether she forced it or sought out the agency, there was no way to release the inch.

Li Jia, who was occupied by some personality, just watched like a bystander, and even looked at Cun Tou with that sneering and nasty look from time to time.

"It's stupid."

Seeing the two of them busy for a while, Li Jia approached Cun Tou.

Now Cun Tou really has a deep shadow on Li Jia, and feels scared when she approaches her.

Li Jia leaned close to Cun Tou, and the unique fragrance of women rushed into his nose, but he reacted violently and turned his head away because he smelled some kind of poison.

"Ha ha……"

A low chuckle rang close to Bunny's ear, and a hand touched the back of the chair along his shoulder.

With a "click", the steel sheet in his hand was untied, and Cuntou stood up happily, only to realize that he was very close to Li Jia.

He hurriedly took two steps back, rubbing his wrists and silently walked away from her.

"It's boring, the two children can play by themselves."

Li Jia smoothed her hair, walked out of the ward alone, and continued her solitary routine.

Cun Tou frowned, thought for a moment and chased after him.

"Hey, it's dangerous to be alone."

"Mind yourself, little baldhead."

Li Jia turned her head and gave him a charming smile, and went downstairs without hesitation.

Cun Tou scratched his scalp, clicked his tongue, sure enough, no matter which Li Jia was annoying.

"Hey, Qi Zhuang."

Not long after Li Jia disappeared, Qi Zhuang and Chen Chuchu came out from another ward.

It's just that the expressions of both of them are not very good-looking.

"Lin Qiu is gone."

Chen Chuchu's face was anxious, and her eyes were full of worry. "What? Lin Qiu is gone?"

When Qin Fen came out later, his face was full of shock, and his voice was amplified a lot unconsciously.

On the contrary, Qi Zhuang, although his brows were furrowed, was not as strong as the reaction of the two girls.

"It's over, it's over, I haven't found anyone yet, so I lost another one."

Qin Fen hurried around and asked everyone to find someone.

Looking at Qin Fen with an inch head, he always felt that there was something strange about it.

……

It was foggy and dark all around. For Lin Qiu, who had long been accustomed to the darkness, this did not cause him too much psychological burden.

He shook his head, feeling very dizzy, and there was still a pain in the back of his head. The blood that flowed to his neck had already cooled down, and there was no fresh liquid gushing out, so the blood should have stopped.

After a while, Lin Qiu noticed that the surrounding air was very cold, and he was tied to an iron rod for holding bottles.

The iron rod is very light and can be moved easily. It seems that the opponent is not trying to restrict his mobility.

He knocked down a medicine bottle on the table, and the glass shattered all over the place.

It took a little time, but he managed to cut the rope with the glass.

Only then did he turn all his attention to the tightly closed room.

The sound of "tap, tap" slippers was amplified in the empty atmosphere, and he walked slowly forward alone in the dark.

The abnormally cold air rushed into the thin hospital gown, and his fingertips soon became icy cold.

He took three or four steps forward, and the cold air instantly covered his heart from his body.

In front of him were dozens of neatly arranged hospital beds.

He could even see the outline of the covered human body through the white sheets.

This is, the morgue.

The cold air reveals the structure of the entire room along with the cold feeling of death.

He stood on the edge, and it took a long time before he moved again.

At this moment, he seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world.

The overly anxious heart seemed to be calmed down a lot after being poured a basin of ice water.

He glanced over and found that there were five hospital beds with dead bodies in the corner, and the rest were empty.

The bloodstain suddenly found on the sixth floor had an explanation. He walked over and lifted the white sheet without hesitation.

The face that had lost its vitality turned gray in the cold air, the tough face opened its mouth, as if shouting something, the black pupils had lost focus, but the residual fear inside could still be seen.

He looked at Jiang Mo's body, and the upright and honest face before flashed in his mind one by one.

No, Jiang Mo's body was too pale, even in the air-conditioned mortuary, it shouldn't look like this.

He unbuttoned Jiang Mo's body, but stopped when Yue Xiong saw him just now.

It was supposed to be a strong and strong man's body, but Qi Yuexiong was abnormally obvious, and the abdomen was deeply sunken.

He stretched out his fingertips and pressed Jiang Mo's body surface. The thin skin lost its softness and fullness, as if he could touch the muscles through the skin. Looking at the abnormally pale color, he finally understood.

Jiang Mo's blood was drained!

Pulling up Jiang Mo's body, he could clearly see a particularly clear tooth mark on the neck, slightly behind the ears, and even the flesh around it was bitten to pieces.

It can be seen that Jiang Mo's blood was sucked dry.

So was the pool of blood on the sixth floor an accident, or was it left there on purpose as a bait?

Lin Qiu suddenly became anxious, the real Jiang Mo was dead, so what would the "Jiang Mo" who was with him before do.

There are also two Zhou Wu, two Zhao Yu, will the real one be replaced by the fake one, and then be mixed with them forever.

Lin Qiu began to become anxious after thinking about the terrifying replacement.

The purpose of Jiang Mo knocking him unconscious and throwing him in the morgue must not be so simple for him to discover the truth, and the man who appeared at the door at that time, he always felt very familiar.

The annoyance that had just subsided began to heat up again. He didn't know where to put his trembling fingertips, and his whole body appeared in a state of irritability.

Finally, he glanced at Jiang Mo's body, determined to lift off the remaining sheets.

Two men and one woman were both familiar and unfamiliar faces. He vaguely remembered them, but he couldn't remember them after thinking about them.

His increasingly restless heart could no longer be controlled when he lifted the last sheet.

But just as he pinched the white corner, there was a "bang" outside, someone was knocking on the door!

He hurried over, not noticing a pale streak of color emerging from the last sheet.

"who is it!"

Through the light in the corridor outside, he could see a person struggling to knock on the door, but the shadow was too blurry for him to tell who it was.

"say!"

The onset of bipolar disorder made him unable to control himself. He began to hammer on the door.

The other party was obviously taken aback by him, paused, and then asked hesitantly, "You...are you Lin Qiu?"

The voice sounded a little timid, but it was still very familiar.

"Zhou Wu, you are Zhou Wu, right!"

"I... I am, I am the real Zhou Wu, I am the real Zhou Wu!"

Just because of Lin Qiu's words, the other party obviously began to lose his temper.

This detail caused Lin Qiu to draw a line in his mind, but he lost his composure and couldn't grasp the line, instead he ignored it because he was upset.