I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

Land reclamation No. 16 days · The body of the missing victim

The beating of the warden is simply a fantasy in death row prisons.

Yu Ci appeared in front of everyone wearing sunglasses the next day. At first glance, he seemed to be in harmony with the warden's usual demeanor.

Feng Huai was among the death row inmates going to the open space of the playground, saw Yu Ci's appearance from a distance, and squeezed the corners of his mouth hard to prevent the smile on his face from being too obvious.

After finishing their exploration of Rose Wilderness last night, they returned to Yu Ci's warden's dormitory.

Yu Ci said that it was too late, and he didn't want the death row prison to be too lively.

So the two returned to the dormitory and slept on half of the bed each.

Waking up the next morning, Feng Huai opened his eyes, and in front of him was the warden's magnified face—a distance at which even the small hairs on his face could be seen clearly—not only could he count the remaining words Eyelashes, and you can see the bruises around the warden's eye sockets.

Embarrassed and guilty, Feng Huai looked away, trying to leave quietly.

——If he hadn't been thinking about the unfinished [Orphan's Unresolved Knot] side mission, he even wanted to leave this game copy immediately.

However, just as Feng Huai made a movement, Yu Ci was awakened.

Yu Ci looked at his eye sockets, but didn't say anything. He picked out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, then turned his head and asked Feng Huai, "Is it okay?"

Feng Huai nodded with a dry smile.

So there was the scene of the playground open space.

Except for Feng Huai's roommate, no one noticed that Feng Huai did not come back to the prison at all last night.

Jiang Fang stroked his goatee, walked to Feng Huai's side, lowered his voice and asked, "Master, after you ran away with the warden yesterday, you never came back. Where did you go?"

Feng Huai turned his head to look at him: "Curious?"

Jiang Fang nodded.

"Ask the warden." Feng Huai curled his lips.

Jiang Fang: "..." How dare he strike up a chat with the warden.

"What did you guys do after yesterday?" Feng Huai asked politely.

"Didn't we see that thing yesterday? We all ran back. Later, when we heard that salt can prevent ghosts, the prison guards took out all the salt in the kitchen and sprinkled it in front of each cell. We just stay inside, it's safer than anywhere else," Jiang Fang said.

Feng Huai laughed happily, but he didn't expect these death row prisoners and prison guards to get along quite harmoniously.

"It is estimated that the food in the next day or two will not taste salty, and we will have to wait for the people who replenish supplies from the mountain to come to have salt." Jiang Fang added.

Feng Huai twitched the corners of his mouth, it seemed that these people were quite optimistic and positive.

"Aren't you afraid?" Feng Huai asked.

"Of course I'm afraid." Jiang Fang said, he quietly showed Feng Huai the medicine and money hidden in his clothes, and said, "I plan to take out my family booklet, and wait for the people who replenish the supplies to come in two days, quietly Buy more salt with him and hide it."

"And this. When I was reading early, I wrote several Bibles and Buddhist things, and put them all next to my body." Jiang Fang showed off that there were similar "talisman papers" in the inner pockets on both sides of his prison clothes.

Not only him, but other prisoners were tormented, and some even tore out the Bible, folded it into small strips and hid it in their trouser pockets.

In short, all methods have been exhausted-whether they are really effective or not.

"Although I'm afraid, I can't avoid it. I can only try my best to increase my chances of survival." Jiang Fang said.

"Feng Huai paused when he heard the words, but didn't say much.

The prisoners here are all heinous people, even if they die, no one will sympathize with them.

If they want to survive, they can only rely on various and even speechless means.

"By the way, do you know what the warden is doing to organize us to wait in the tunnel?" Jiang Fang asked again.

Feng Huai remembered what Yu Ci said in the morning——

"The souls of these little ghosts have not been completely liberated. Their corpses were buried under the tunnel when the prison was built. They can only be liberated when all the bones are cleaned out and completely incinerated."

Feng Huai returned to Jiang Fang: "Save the little devil."

Jiang Fang laughed twice: "I really know how to joke. Let's go to save some little devil, who doesn't know fart."

Feng Huai was noncommittal.

Jiang Fang paused for a moment, then looked at Feng Huai again, his smile cracked a little: "Are you serious?"

"Maybe you won't use so much salt anymore," Feng Huai said.

Jiang Fang stared blankly at Feng Huai.

Just when Jiang Fang was in a daze, the warden ordered the prison guards to lead a team to take the prisoners to the tunnel.

After all, to dig out those bones, the more labor the better.

Fortunately, during the heavy rain before, a floor tile was washed out, exposing a bone, so that Yu Ci and his party did not search around like headless chickens.

After digging for an entire afternoon, it was confirmed that all the bones buried here in the tunnel had been rummaged out.

The bones were piled up into a hill, and even these death row prisoners felt a little uncomfortable when they saw a total of thirteen children's bones piled up in front of their eyes.

"Fucking is so cruel." Jiang Fang spat and said in a low voice.

Yu Ci ordered the prison guards to pour gasoline on the pile of bones. He cut open the fire and threw it into the pile of bones.

With a "boom", the flames jumped up to someone's height.

"Player Feng Huai completes the side mission [Orphan's Resentment's Unresolved Knot] and gets 2 reward points."

Feng Huai heard the notification of the mission, which was expected, he let out a light breath, and turned his eyes to Yu Ci.

Yu Ci seemed to have sensed it, and looked over.

He walked up to Feng Huai in full view, and said in a deep voice that only the two of them could hear: "Is the game over? Then we... see you in the next game."

Feng Huai was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized - Yu Ci too? !

He suddenly remembered that when they met for the first time, Yu Ci asked "Are you, the newcomer?" It turned out that he was not just referring to the newcomer, but the game?

His eyes were sharp, and he looked at Yu Ci: "Who the hell are you?"

"A player."

Feng Huai wanted to ask more questions, when he heard the system's prompt sound in his mind: "Please walk to the entrance of the death row prison compound and wait for the system to recover."

"You have received the reminder." Yu Ci looked at Feng Huai clearly, "Let's go."

Feng Huai was half led and half guided by Yu Ci to the front of the compound. In front of them was a winding mountain road with no end in sight, leading directly to the bottom of the cliff.

"What are you waiting for here?" Feng Huai pursed his lips and asked.

"Waiting for home." Yu Ci said.

The warden ran to the gate without leaving any explanation. Naturally, a group of prison guards who were confused followed him, and there was a circle of death row prisoners behind him.

It didn't take long before the siren blew, the red and blue police lights turned round and round, and seven or eight police cars came at a very fast speed.

"The suspect left his speech and is suspected of destroying the crime scene and stealing the victim's remains..."

A criminal policeman got off the police car, holding a gun in one hand and an arrest warrant in the other, approaching Yu Ci while shouting loudly.

Behind Yu Ci, all the prison guards and death row inmates opened their eyes wide in surprise, watching their warden being handcuffed and put into a police car.

"What the hell is the theft of the body?" Jiang Fang was extremely surprised. They all knew about the scene of the sabotage, but they had never heard of the theft of the body.

"Didn't Arthur say that when he yelled at the warden before, it was the remains at the scene that seemed to have disappeared in the morgue?"

"I didn't expect our warden to be a ruthless man."

"I knew it from the first time he punched me."

"..."

The wanted warrant thrown on the ground was blown up by the wind, Jiang Fang subconsciously grabbed it, opened it and took a look.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then took a closer look—the wanted warrant was clearly written, not only did he have information to spare, but also the information and pictures of the stolen corpse.

The prisoners next to Jiang Fang came to see, and one of them subconsciously said, "Isn't this your roommate? Why is he also on the arrest warrant?"

"Look again, what look, this photo clearly refers to the corpse that the warden stole!"

"... Fuck, it really looks exactly like Jiang Fang's roommate."

Jiang Fang's palms were covered with cold sweat. He noticed that the corpse on the arrest warrant had a fatal wound in the shape of a cross on his chest.

The great master would always hold his chest and cough, and he regarded it as an old disease.

He hurriedly raised his head to look for Feng Huai, but he heard a loud "bang" not far away, and the police car that had just driven out turned over under the cliff, blowing up a small mushroom cloud.

"I rely on the warden?!" The prison guards on the side were startled and ran over one after another.

Jiang Fang squeezed a cold sweat, looked at Feng Huai, and saw that Feng Huai's eyes also fell on the wanted warrant in his hand.

There was a look of understanding in Feng Huai's eyes, and when he met Jiang Fang's gaze, he smiled slightly: "So I'm a dead person."

The cold air rose from the soles of Jiang Fang's feet and rushed straight to Tianling Gai.

"Master, what you said is so frightening." Jiang Fang said dryly, showing an expression that was about to cry.

Corpse spots quickly appeared on Feng Huai's face, and the originally dark pupils were also covered with a white film of death. His body uncontrollably took two steps backwards, stepped on the air, and fell under the cliff.

Jiang Fang's eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously rushed over, but missed nothing.

"Player Feng Huai completed the copy of the novice guide, and there is still 72:00:00 before entering the game next time"

The feeling of weightlessness was uncomfortable, and one second after the notification sounded, Feng Huai fell into the soft bed.

"Little boss, there's a handsome guest outside the door looking for you!" A girl's brisk voice came from outside the door, and Feng Huai froze on the bed.

where is he?Who is he now...?

"Little boss?" The girl's voice outside the door urged again.

Feng Huai let out a "huh" and got up to open the door.

He noticed that he was wearing a white hoodie, black straight-leg slacks, and a pair of canvas shoes. He really looked like an ordinary young man of the house style.

He opened the door, only to see a girl with ponytails standing in front of him, pointing to the beaded curtain of the opposite door: "He's over there."

Feng Huai nodded, he walked over and opened the bead curtain, met the familiar eyes in front of him, and paused.

"Remaining words?"