I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

The Fifth Day of Land Reclamation · Tianzhang Thunderbolt

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the torrential rain came as expected.

Fortunately, the scene has been protected, and all evidence has been taken into the room.

Listening to the sound of heavy rain outside the window, it seemed as if the glass was about to be knocked through, but inside, the atmosphere was so quiet and dignified that it was hard to breathe.

All the prison guards gathered in front of the cell corridor, no one said a word, and looked at the prisoners in each cell with gloomy eyes, as if they were sure that the prison guard Tang Jieming's death must be related to these prisoners.

"Every prisoner here has a problem with Old Tang." A prison guard said.

"Old Tang has never been soft on those prisoners who violated the rules. Anyone who is caught will be served with an electric baton. I think everyone here wants him to die."

"Actually... it's not necessarily the only prisoner who has trouble with Old Tang." Another prison guard suddenly said, and he lowered his voice, "During the daytime inspection, the warden called the new prisoner by name."

"The surgeon?"

"That's him." The prison guard nodded, "You also know what old Tang is thinking about, thinking that the warden is going to sneak into the surgeon, and his smile is so dirty, I saw the warden's face turned cold all of a sudden That's right, it looks like you're going to chop up Old Tang."

The other guards gasped.

Immediately afterwards, someone whispered: "I heard that the warden seems to have retired from the forensic department. Once the police were dispatched, and for some reason, they completely destroyed the crime scene, but then nothing happened, and finally They were released to our place."

"So, our warden can also make the corpse look like that?"

"And, now the evidence is all with the warden..."

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more out of line, the old prison guard scolded: "That's enough, don't talk nonsense!"

The topic stopped there, but everyone began to murmur in their hearts.

The warden, who was missed by the prison guards, was staying in the basement with the new prisoners.

There is a tunnel in the death row prison, which was built during the war to avoid bombing and enemy troops, and is now used as a severe punishment room and cold storage.

The two were standing in front of two long stainless steel tables in the cold storage room. On one table was Tang Jieming's body part, and on the other table were placed the environmental evidence collected at the scene by category.

Yu Ci opened his mouth and looked at Feng Huai quietly: "What do you think?"

"Why do you only ask me?" Feng Huai asked back.

Yu Ci smiled, walked around the long table, walked up to Feng Huai, tapped the table with his knuckles, and said flatly, "On the first night you came, one person died and one had his tongue pulled out in the next cell, while your cell In the sewer, traces of a large amount of blood washing were detected, the mirror in the cell was broken, and the traces of fighting were obvious."

"Isn't that enough to make me pay more attention to you?" He looked at Feng Huai.

Feng Huai paused, it's hard to explain, whether it's about that thing, or about the blood-melting ants.

He selectively ignored the man's words, turned to the mess on the table, and continued the other party's previous questioning: "Tang Jieming's body, a small part of the internal organs are in a semi-dissolved state, similar to the situation of other dead prisoners."

"It may be a matter of time, the internal organs have not been completely dissolved." Feng Huai said.

It took less than an hour at most from the time the prisoners were escorted back to their cells to the time of reform through labor.

In other words, Tang Jieming's death happened in less than an hour.

"In less than an hour, he can kill a burly man, disassemble the body and arrange it in such a scene." Yu Ci's face remained unchanged, "It seems that the murderer is quite skilled."

Feng Huai glanced at Yu Ci: "The method of death is the same, but the method of display is quite different. Maybe there are two dials."

"Then it seems that this person is quite hated."

Feng Huai was noncommittal.

Yu Ci changed into a set of white overalls, put on a transparent eye protection mask, and said to Feng Huai: "There is a new set over there, you go and put it on, we will do the autopsy first."

"Autopsy?" Feng Huai was a little unfamiliar with this term, but he also got some basic information from the body's memory. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and put on his work equipment.

"Just help me." Yu Ci said calmly, his voice was blocked by the mask, and his voice was deeper than usual, "There have been so many fatal accidents here, wait for the forensic doctor and the criminal-police brigade to arrive, and then wait in line It will take at least three weeks for them to issue the autopsy report."

"In order to improve efficiency, I will perform the first-hand autopsy."

A sharp knife in his hand turned slightly in one direction at his fingertips, and the tip of the knife touched the seam of the corpse.

"It's started, Feng Huai."

The autopsy process was somewhat rudimentary. There was a lack of professional equipment here, and environmental evidence could not be analyzed, so only the body parts were processed.

Just like Feng Huai's preliminary conclusion, the tissues in the separated body parts were not completely dissolved.

The most severe part of the dissolution is in the stomach, so it can be seen that the dissolution starts from the stomach.

"From the temperature of the deceased's liver, it can be inferred that the time of death of the deceased was between 12:30 noon and [-]:[-] p.m.," Yu Ci said, "That is, within half an hour after the dismissal, the prison guards rested after locking up the prisoners."

Feng Huai took the photo of the corpse taken during the autopsy to observe, and said: "The sutures on the deceased's body are made of special materials for surgery, and the sutures are quite skillful and neat."

"But one thing, the final knot is not the technique used for any surgical suture." He frowned and said, feeling a little weird, he couldn't recognize what kind of knot it was.

"It's a butcher's knot." Yu Ci said, looking at Feng Huai with a slightly puzzled look, he added, "It's a miniature version. Usually butchers use this kind of knot to tie fleshy joints, but here, it's used to tie roses." The joint between the flower stem and the flesh."

Feng Huai paused for a moment when he heard that, besides surgeons and forensic doctors, there were also butchers in slaughterhouses who were skilled in cutting knives.

What's more, the body that was cut into well-proportioned pieces of meat did not avoid human bones well.

When he and Yu Ci were conducting the autopsy, they observed that there were many messy white knife marks on the exposed exoskeleton.

In other words, it wasn't cut well.

"The harvest is good." Feng Huai said slightly at the end, glanced at Yu Ci, then turned and walked outside, "It doesn't have much to do with me from now on, I'll go first."

"Wait a minute." Yu Ci called to stop him.

Feng Huai turned slightly sideways, turned his head to look over: "What's wrong?"

Yu Ci pursed his lips slightly, stared at Feng Huai's eyes, and moved his fingers slightly. He just thought of the action of being dodged by the other party during the day before, so he didn't do anything, and said flatly: "Prisoners are not allowed to act alone. I will take you back. "

Feng Huai's eyes darkened slightly, and after two seconds, he let out a soft "sneer".

He raised his hands, showing a white wrist, and asked, "Do you need shackles?"

Yu Ci glanced at him, approached Feng Huai, and held Feng Huai's wrist: "No need."

Feng Huai struggled slightly, the palm of the young warden's hand was tighter than the shackles.

When walking through the tunnel, Feng Huai heard the sound of "whooping" coming from a closed room, he stopped, and suddenly thought that the goatee was taken to the underground punishment room.

He looked over there and asked, "What's in there?"

"To impress the violators." Yu Ci replied, "Want to go in and visit?"

"That's not necessary." Feng Huai said, "I just heard that the prisoner who entered last time died that night. There are many legends among the prisoners."

"Nonsense. Just a coincidence."

"I think so too."

The two walked into the authentic elevator while talking.

The elevator is of a very early style, surrounded by iron bars, and operated by primitive pulleys. It makes a strange creaking sound when it starts.

When it reached the ground, you could see the outside situation through the iron bars——

There was thunder and lightning outside, and the wind was violent. A sycamore tree standing in front of the door was blown off its branches. The old-fashioned door was blown by the wind as if it would fall down at any time, making an old and broken groan.

Looking towards the direction of the mountainside, there are vaguely rocks moving slowly like a river.

Soon, the elevator took the two of them to the second floor.

"It's time for dinner. Eat first." Yu Ci pulled Feng Huai out of the elevator, speaking concisely.

The cooks in the prisoner canteen are also prisoners, which is equivalent to reform through labor.

Arthur is the cook today.

When Feng Huai was cooking, he deliberately came out of the kitchen, put his head out of the small window, grinned his teeth and said, "I hope you still have a good appetite today."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Yu Ci behind Feng Huai: "I didn't expect the high-ranking prison chief to come to eat our meal. Rabbit hair, give the prison chief some extra meat for extra meals."

The prisoner who was called rabbit hair trembled when he heard this, scooped up a spoonful of meat and stuffed it into Yu Ci's lunch box.

Yu Ci glanced at Arthur and said, "The meat is well cut and well-proportioned."

After he finished speaking, he walked to a table with Feng Huai and sat down.

Arthur's face changed slightly, he spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and turned back to the back kitchen.

Feng Huai used the tips of his chopsticks to pick up the few pieces of pale braised pork. He raised his eyelids and looked at Yu Ci: "Is it Arthur?"

"Not necessarily. Eat."

Emperor Feng Huai, who was used to delicacies from mountains and seas, was always picky, let alone this bowl of rough tea and light rice, which made him lose his appetite just by looking at it. After picking it twice, he put down his chopsticks and propped his chin to look around.

There were a few prisoners sitting scattered around, all of them skipping meals, just looking at him and Yu Ci, noticing that he was watching, and then looking away.

——As if it was unbelievable for him to sit at the same table with Yu Ci.

A bright thunder flashed outside the window, illuminating the entire cafeteria with white light for a moment, and the next second, the lights on the ceiling above the head went out with a "hush".

"Power outage?"

"Be honest! Don't try to use your brains!" Several prison guards immediately showed their electric batons, and the light from the electric batons seemed insignificant in the darkness.

Obviously, there are no honest prisoners.

Within a few seconds after the lights were turned off, Feng Huai heard the sound of people shouting in pain, fighting, tables and chairs colliding... the whole cafeteria was in chaos for a while.

Feng Huai was unmoved, he sat quietly where he was.

In front of him, Yu Ci let out a low laugh, and said softly, "You are so good. Don't move around, swords and fists have no eyes."

After he finished speaking, Feng Huai felt as if a gust of wind passed by his eyes.

Feng Huai thought, maybe the surroundings will be quiet soon.

Unexpectedly, however, there was even greater movement around. The stainless steel tables and chairs were overturned and made violent noises.

Feng Huai frowned, why did this person become even more noisy than before after he made a move.

"Finally found the flashlight!" Someone shouted in the darkness.

The strong light of several flashlights pierced the darkness, Feng Huai looked over, and saw Yu Ci unloading a prisoner's jaw with a cold face.

The man's saliva was dripping down uncontrollably, and he was still slurring something like "selling-ass bitch".

Yu Ci picked up the man's hair

, forcing the man to fold his head in pain, his voice was low, like a murmur from hell: "Even if you die here, no one will say a word. Keep your tongue, if you don't want it, I can sew it to you." 8's mouth."

Prisoner No. 8, the poor guy whose tongue was pulled out.

The man picked up by Yu Ci suddenly opened his eyes wide, with fear in his eyes: "You don't..."

"You can try."

Yu Ci pulled out a small Swiss knife from his waist, and the tip of the knife pierced the man's mouth mercilessly. Hearing a scream, the man covered his bloody mouth and rolled on the ground in pain.

Fighting violence with violence is more effective than anything else in death row prisons.

Several prison guards with flashlights on the side gulped at the same time. The beams of the flashlights were trembling, as if the power was insufficient.

A few seconds later, the flashlight was completely out of power.The entire second floor fell into darkness again.

"What kind of broken flashlight is this!", "I ask you to check the emergency equipment more often! Look at this basket!", "I clearly remember that the battery was changed the day before yesterday..."

The prison guards were arguing, for fear that the warden would take the responsibility on himself.

At this moment, there was another flash of thunder outside the window. After a few seconds of light, the second floor was illuminated like daytime.

"...Fuck!" One person suddenly widened his eyes and looked forward tremblingly, "What is that!? The warden! It's right behind you! Get out of the way!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the third bright thunder fell.

Now more people could see it clearly. It was a huge shadow with a hunched body. The whole body seemed to be covered with tumors, and only the shadow-like outline could be seen.

The thing was more than ten meters away from Yu Ci in one second, but it quickly stuck behind Yu Ci in the next second.

Yu Ci's face changed, and he sensitively sensed a terrifying threat. He jumped quickly and lifted a table to block his back.

At the same time as he landed, a bright thunder crashed down with terrifying force.

But this time it didn't fall outside the window, it appeared without warning as if called, and precisely hit the huge shadow.

The whole floor shook violently, and several prison guards fell to the ground in a shambles, staring dumbfounded at the direction where the dust flew up.

"Did you see it? That thunder... actually hit the room?!"

"It hit that monster! What a coincidence!"

"Won't the warden be buried in the bottom?"

The moment the thunder light landed, Yu Ci leaned against the stainless steel table to block the flying bricks and tiles.

"One hundred thousand thunderbolts, listen to my orders..." The extremely light chant was swallowed up in such darkness and noise, but it was like a heavy sound hitting Yu Ci's ears.

He suddenly raised his head and looked in Feng Huai's direction.I saw the other party holding a long staff, tall and tall, standing in the same place, as if looking straight through him to the ruins, and there seemed to be no trace of him in his eyes.

"It turned out to be a cross stick..." Yu Ci murmured, he thought Feng Huai had lost this long stick long ago.

He shook his head slightly, his thoughts were carried far away by the stick, when he came back to look at Feng Huai again, the stick in Feng Huai's hand was gone.

Feng Huai curled up in the corner as if he had nothing to do with him, playing the role of being pitiful, weak and innocent.Beside him were two prisoners who were really frightened into a ball.

"..."

The author has something to say: Easter egg 1: The reason why Yu Ci recognized this long staff is because when Emperor Fenghuai broke the long staff, he was by the side

Easter egg 2: Emperor Feng Huai was kissed forcibly while refining his long staff

Easter egg 3: In summary

Thanks to spli for throwing a mine~