I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

Wasteland No. 11 Days · Invisible SOS

The first thing a few prison guards noticed was two ears strung on a rose stem.

The ear was splattered with blood, indicating that the owner of the ear was cut off while alive.

Prison guards accelerated the search.

They approached the depths of the desolate garden, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, with weeds and brambles growing almost to the height of their chests.

In the lush grass, there seemed to be a pair of eyes hiding in it, staring at them silently.

The feeling of blocked vision deepened the paranoid fear, and any slight sound was infinitely magnified at this moment, casting a terrifying shadow.

The sound was like whispering, humming, or humming.

"Hey, did you hear something?" A prison guard whispered, looking around.

"Buzzing, as if someone is talking?"

"Can't hear clearly, but it doesn't sound like a human voice..."

The prison guards looked at each other and retreated in their hearts.

"Go ahead." Yu Ci's voice suddenly sounded from behind, calm and powerful.

Several prison guards who had already had the idea of ​​fleeing heard this, turned their heads quickly, and saw their warden stepping over the weeds and thorns with a calm expression, striding towards them.

I don't know if it's a psychological factor, but the prison guards even felt that the weeds and thorns that hindered their vision and movement seemed to make way for the warden.

The arrival of Yu Ci was like a shot in the arm for the search team.

He walked in the forefront, his slender black windbreaker was carried by the wind, like spreading the wings of the night, silently blocking the danger behind him.

Even if he didn't say anything or do anything, just appearing in this place is enough to soothe people's hearts.

Feng Huai followed behind Yu Ci, and came with him at Yu Ci's request.

Looking at the inexplicably familiar back of the other party, he became more and more sure that he must know this person.

It's just that as he merged and adapted to this body memory, he became more and more uncertain, which "he" knew the other party, and which self the other party knew.

Feng Huai lowered his eyes.

He walked through the deserted rose garden path, and the autumn wind blowing through the hall blew up the oversized orange prison clothes, which made his whole body look thinner, his face was pale and bloodless, as if blending with this desolate garden.

Suddenly, the warden who was walking in the front turned his head to look diagonally behind, and stretched out his hand to pull Feng Huai to his side: "Go slowly."

Feng Huai was taken aback for a moment, then he took a few steps faster after realizing it, and walked side by side with Yu Ci.

The autumn wind coming through the hall was mostly blocked by Yu Ci, and the cool chill was dissipated little by little.

The prison guards who fell behind the two looked at each other—they were allowed to walk side by side with the warden, which meant in disguise. This was Yu Ci's hint to warn them that the other party had been included in his domain and had the same status as him.

Even if the prison guards didn't understand why the newcomers received special treatment from the warden, they dared not raise any doubts.

In death row prison, Yu Ci has already proved to everyone that he is the absolute authority here.

As the group of people went deeper, the strange "hum" sound in the ear became more and more clear.

Feng Huai's ears moved slightly, stopped Yu Ci, and said in a low voice, "Go this way."

Yu Ci heard the words and looked over, and noticed that on the piece of barren grass, there was a very faint trace of being pushed aside——a trace of being dragged.

He raised his eyebrows, pointed to the small path on the ground that had to be observed carefully, and said, "Here."

Walking along the traces of the path that disappeared from time to time, Yu Ci brushed away a piece of weeds in front of him. The rabbit fur was at the other end of the weeds, and was tied to the tree trunk with thorns in the air.

The thorns of the thorns dug deep into his flesh

In the middle of the night, the blood spots smeared on the prison clothes, and then dripped into the mud under the feet, and were absorbed by the dry dark soil in a blink of an eye, like nourishing nutrients.

His ears were cut off, and a small honeycomb was stuffed in his mouth, and the bees swarmed in and out of his mouth.

The buzz came from here.

The last prison guard saw it, took a breath, and found his own voice after a while: "This damn..."

The rabbit fur's chest still had inconspicuous ups and downs, Feng Huai said, "He's still alive."

Hearing the sound behind him, the prison guard came to his senses, resisting the nausea and fear that tingled his scalp, and approached.

As long as a bee's stinger pierces the trachea of ​​rabbit fur, he will suffocate due to toxins and allergies within 5 minutes.

Fortunately, Yu Ci brought someone to find him.

The prison guards did not dare to touch the thorns that were wrapped around the rabbit fur, so they could only cut off the vines with a knife, and then they found a stretcher to temporarily send the rabbit fur to the infirmary, waiting for the ambulance to come up from the cliff.

At this moment, a strange "rustling sound" suddenly sounded around.

Several prison guards held their breath in unison, trying to identify the source of the sound.

When they listened carefully to the source of the sound, everyone's expressions changed abruptly.

The sound does not come from around, but from underground.

"Shusha...squeak...shasha..."

"Shusha... whose ears are short, Lily's ears are short..."

"Who has pointed ears, Xiao Ming's ears are pointed..."

"Whoever's ears can hear far, the dean's ears can hear far..."

"..."

"26 ears, hee hee, all gone!"

"Shusha...squeak...shasha..."

The weird nursery rhyme that had appeared on the walkie-talkie sounded again, this time it was more like several children humming in different layers.

The prison guard looked at Yu Ci in horror, and fell to the ground with his legs limp.

Yu Ci frowned slightly. While listening to the sound, he pulled out the Swiss Army knife from his waist and plunged it into the soil under his feet.

He pried open the loose soil, and within two clicks, the tip of the knife touched a hard metal.

He paused, and stretched out his hand to brush away the surrounding soil in a large area.

I saw that four walkie-talkies were buried here, and the singing voice came from the small speakers of the walkie-talkies.

"Why did it appear again...it's obviously not buried here..." the prison guard said with his eyes widened in disbelief.

Yu Ci looked at the traces around, and said softly: "The soil color here is lighter than other places, which means that it was just turned over not long ago, and the walkie-talkie was dug out and hidden here."

"Is that artificial?" The prison guard responded.

At the same time, the prison guard couldn't help thinking quietly in his heart, is the warden explaining to them to appease them?

However, what Yu Ci didn't say was that the batteries on the back of the four walkie-talkies buried under the ground had been removed, so it was impossible for them to make any sound.

It's just useless talking.

A group of people returned to the same place, and the nine prisoners in the open space of the playground were still there, guarded by a few old prison guards, and no one dared to slack off.

"The warden is back."

Arthur stared coldly at Yu Ci and Feng Huai who were walking towards him with a pair of dead fish eyes.

There was no expression on the faces of the group of people, and a few young prison guards still had a trace of fatigue on their faces, which seemed like a waste of time.

He smiled when he saw this, stretched his waist lazily, wiped the bloodstains from Yu Ci's beating on the corners of his mouth, and stood up from the bench in the open space.

"You look like you came home empty-handed, tsk." Arthur said sarcastically.

Feng Huai glanced at him, and with a face that was too lazy to speak, he consciously moved to the prisoner's yard and sat next to Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang was flattered.

He looked at the boss, and then at the warden with a gloomy face, assuming that Arthur had hit the mark.

He let out a soft "Ah", with a bit of sorrow for the death of the rabbit: "It seems that the rabbit hair is probably lost in an accident, and even you and the warden were dispatched and couldn't find it. "

Feng Huai was blown by the wind for a long time, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Seeing this, Jiang Fang sighed again.Boss is fine in everything, but his health is too poor, it makes people feel nervous to look at it, and always feels that he will cough up blood in the next second.

Hearing this sigh, Feng Huai twitched the corners of his mouth, and in Jiang Fang's eyes he saw the regret that he seemed to have passed away soon, which made him want to cut people down.

He squinted his eyes, and said coolly: "Rabbit Mao must be crying bitterly to thank you for cursing him like this. It is recommended to repeat it in person and look forward to the scene."

Jiang Fang: "?"

Immediately he reacted: "You found it?!"

Jiang Fang's voice was so loud that everyone could hear it.

Arthur was visibly taken aback.

Yu Ci stood in front of him and looked down at him: "No matter what kind of petty deals you have with the previous warden or old prison guard, you have no privileges with me."

"You two, take him into the severe punishment room." Yu Ci turned his head and said to the two old prison guards behind him.

The old prison guard hesitated, stepped forward and grabbed Arthur by the shoulder.

"Why did you take me in? What did I violate?" Arthur broke away from the hands of the two old prison guards.

He is like a ferocious beast ready to go, his eyes are staring at Yu Ci dangerously, and he will attack when Yu Ci shows a slight weakness.

"If you question the warden, the next one will be the next one." Yu Ci's cold and clear voice sounded, with a hint of casual playfulness.

Arthur rolled his eyes, he turned to the other death row prisoners, and the other death row prisoners attached to Arthur echoed and came over from around the open space.

It seems that a second riot is brewing.

Seeing this, Feng Huai frowned, he stood up from the bench, and raised his feet to walk towards Yu Ci.

"Hey, don't come together." Jiang Fang shouted in a low voice, "If you help the warden, other death row inmates who get involved will definitely kill you in the future."

Feng Huai raised his chin slightly when he heard the words, and he laughed: "Am I afraid?"

The halo of the afternoon and dusk hit his eyelashes, and the cool wind blew his prison clothes. At this moment, he was arrogant and arrogant, but Jiang Fang was a little stunned.

He seemed to have never seen such a good-looking person, so special but as if he was born this way.

Jiang Fang suddenly figured out why Feng Huai had always made him feel out of place, because Feng Huai never regarded anyone of them as the same kind, and always looked down, like an outsider looking at the people in the play.

Jiang Fang was a little dazed.

And Feng Huai had already walked over.

He heard Yu Ci and said again: "If you want to play, you can queue up."

Feng Huai smiled, which suits his style very well.

Yu Ci unsealed the leather bag he brought, took out a stack of envelopes from it, and threw it in front of Arthur.

"I want to apply for a cell change. My roommate scares me. If one day I die, there is no doubt that he is the murderer."

"Since he came back from the rose garden, something has gone wrong."

"He seems to have got a strange, old manual, which is full of people's names, but each one is crossed out with a red pen. Every night, he will kneel in front of the bed with the manual in his hand, talking to himself. Whispering, as if someone answered him out of earshot."

"Last night I heard him say: My Father in heaven, your will will come to the world, your voice will be heard from beyond the sky, please give me the glory of No.1 dedication...Of course, I will find the right one Candidates for..."

"I don't know what he's talking about, but his eyes are like sticky poisonous snakes, entwined around me. I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen... Please let me change cells with Arthur."