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Chapter 099 The last person who borrowed this book was Yi Shu.

There was a buzzing in his head, Qin Yan looked away with his face covered in mud, not daring to look any further.

However, looking away has no effect, the picture he just saw has been firmly engraved in his mind.It made him even more certain that the blood-stained transparent fragment was a human nail.

The more Qin Yan wanted to control, the more he couldn't help thinking about it.

Why are there fragments of human nails in the mud for mud therapy?And whose nails are they?

If the nail fragments belonged to an investigator who died here, did it belong to Shi Mengyu, or another investigator?

Is it... Shi Mengyu?

It must be Shi Mengyu.

The familiar name brought back memories that Qin Yan wanted to forget.All of a sudden, Qin Yan's mind was full of the terrifying scene he saw in the corridor on the fourth floor this morning.

The blood splattered, the pieces of meat scattered on the ground, and the white bones stacked on top of the pieces of meat exuded holy brilliance but made people unstoppably disgusted...

Probably his fear caused the memory to change.

The bone did not stop after shaking the flesh and blood, it continued to shake, kept shaking, trembling, shaking, looking like it was about to fall apart.It seemed as if something disgusting, something indescribable was about to come out of it.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

What was hidden under the bones finally emerged.

It was a head that had been eroded by the polluted liquid, blurring the facial features.

The surface of the head was pitted, and the sunken place was filled with pollution liquid. With a slight shake, the dirty liquid shook from the head, sprinkled on the bones, fell on the ground, and some splashed on Qin Yan's feet. side.

Qin Yan was so frightened that he completely forgot that what he "saw" was only the scene in his mind, and leaned back with his body curled up, wishing to merge with the back of the chair behind him.

The little sanity left reminded him——

Can't call!

Dr. Yang said that it is best not to make a sound during the mud therapy.

Qin Yan quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth tightly.

Because he struck too hard, the wet mud on his palms and fingers were all stuck to his mouth, and some of them were even poked into his mouth by him.

It was different from the smell. After the mud entered the mouth, all the aromas disappeared, leaving only the disgusting fishy smell, which rushed straight to the forehead, and it smelled worse than the cardboard box containing Shi Mengyu's belongings.

"vomit--"

Qin Yan let go of his hand, turned around and retched to the ground.

He couldn't spit out anything, only the mud attached to the surface of his body fell down, with particles and fine sand, spreading a thin layer on the ground.

Qin Yan suddenly remembered that Doctor Yang seemed to have reminded him of something...

It cannot be moved casually, and once the mud coated on the body falls off, very dangerous things will happen.

he……

Is it too late for him to pick up the mud on the ground and smear it on his body?

Qin Yan looked at the thin soil on the ground longingly, as if it was something more precious than life to him.

He squatted down and used his palms to push the soil together, then pushed it into his palms, and rubbed it onto his body bit by bit.

but--

Can't stick it.

Not at all.

More dirt fell on the ground.

Qin Yan was sweating from anxiety, he really... really had no other choice.

In the swirling dust, Qin Yan lowered his head deeply and buried his face in the dust on the ground.

In the next cubicle, Qiao Yuan sat on a chair bent over, watching Doctor Yang brush mud on his body bit by bit.

Wherever Dr. Yang's hand moved, Qiao Yuan's gaze followed.

up and down.

The brush in Doctor Yang's hand moved up and down in a strange rhythm, and the heel of Qiao Yuan's right foot kept lifting and stomping, the rhythm was consistent with the shaking frequency of the brush.

"Da da da--"

"Da da da--"

Doctor Yang's hoarse voice came through the protective clothing: "Don't be nervous, mud therapy is just mud therapy, it's not scary."

Qiao Yuan remembered Doctor Yang's reminder that it was best not to make a sound during the mud therapy, but he couldn't help it, as if his mouth had a mind of its own.

"I'm not nervous." Qiao Yuan's tone was a little strange, as if his tongue couldn't stick out straight, "I'm just a little excited... no... I'm very excited."

Doctor Yang stopped moving, Qiao Yuan's heel fell to the ground, and he never lifted it up again.

After a while, Doctor Yang spoke again, his voice was very similar to that of gravel rubbing: "I'm glad you think so."

Doctor Yang swung his wrist again, and the black mud exuding a strange fragrance gradually covered Qiao Yuan's exposed skin, until Doctor Yang left the cubicle, Qiao Yuan didn't speak again.

But Qiao Yuan's gaze never left Doctor Yang's hand, and the movements of his heels never stopped. Liu Mian, who followed Doctor Yang to the next cubicle for mud therapy, was so frightened that he yelled outside the cubicle and stood up. Qi Feng and Ning Luan in the distance also suffered.

The situation in the spa room is much more peaceful than the situation on the side of the mud room.

Just a little too flat.

The so-called spa is "bath".

A total of five bathtubs were prepared for the investigators in the spa room, and one was placed in a single room for Wenbing to use.The other four were lined up on the open ground outside the single room, and there was a man in each barrel.

Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao, Xu Zhe, and Long Zexu, who swelled as soon as they soaked in water, filled the entire bathtub, and almost overflowed from it.

In order to avoid getting the clothes of the convalescents wet, Dr. Shu, who is in charge of the spa, gave each of them a special costume to wear when receiving the spa.

Everyone, including Zhou Yan, wore their clothes neatly, only Lu Chenzhao wore loose clothes, grabbed the end of his jacket and buttoned two buttons casually, leaving none of the buttons above the chest.So much so that when he was lazily leaning against the tub, half of his chest was exposed.

Accidentally caught a glimpse of the red mark under Lu Chenzhao's collarbone, and realized who left the mark, Zhou Yan looked away uncomfortably, then quickly moved back, and stared straight at it.

"I knew that spa treatment is so interesting." Lu Chenzhao smiled, "I will move the bathtub next to you before I come in, or I suggest that Dr. Shu find a bathtub that can accommodate two people."

Zhou Yan thought for a while, and found that Lu Chenzhao's proposal was very good. When he looked at Lu Chenzhao again, his mood was different from before. It was a little annoying, as if what was in front of him was something that he wanted to eat but couldn't touch. : "Put on your clothes."

Lu Chenzhao: "???"

Zhou Yan: "It's shaking my eyes."

The spa treatment ended earlier than the mud treatment. Zhou Yan got dressed and stood at the door looking at Dr. Shu who sent them away: "I'm going to find someone in the mud treatment room, is it convenient to go in and find him?"

Doctor Shu said: "Convenience is convenience, but you'd better not stay in the mud treatment room for too long, it will affect the doctor's work."

Hearing that they could go to the mud therapy room, Wen Bing and Xu Zhe also moved their minds, and wanted to find their teammates with Zhou Yan.Long Zexu didn't dare to go with them, he dragged his bulky body to the other end of the corridor as soon as he went out, as if there were some ghosts chasing after him.

Lu Chenzhao could come out of the black box at 32:[-] in the afternoon, just in case something happened during the spa treatment. He didn't come out of the black box until [-]:[-] when Dr. Shu prepared the water for the spa.

It was exactly 28:[-], Lu Chenzhao entered the black box in no hurry, and walked at the end holding Zhou Yan's wrist, his fingertips restlessly penetrated into Zhou Yan's cuff, and scratched gently.

As the grip got closer, the finger movements became more and more excessive.

Even if Zhou Yan liked to have physical contact with Lu Chenzhao, he couldn't stand it anymore, and stopped in the dark: "What are you doing?"

Lu Chenzhao: "Afraid of the dark."

Zhou Yan: "...can you stop using such perfunctory excuses when you lie?"

"I'm really afraid." Lu Chenzhao's hand moved down against Zhou Yan's wrist, tightly holding Zhou Yan's hand in his hand, no matter in his behavior or tone, he pretended to be real, " I just realized today that I am particularly afraid of the dark, and I dare not leave until I hold you in my arms."

Zhou Yan liked Lu Chenzhao's tricks very much, but it was a little too much, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he was hooked. After walking a few more steps, he replied: "Actually, you can enter the black box."

You won't be addicted to cheating, but you can cheat Zhou Yan. Lu Chenzhao held back a smile: "Don't you know? The black box is even darker than here."

"..."

Zhou Yan suddenly lost his mind, and Lu Shenzhao grabbed his hand and played all the way. When the two of them reached the door of the mud treatment room, Zhou Yan's fingers were wrapped with purple ribbons, and half of his sleeves were wrinkled by Lu Chenzhao's play. up.

"Zhou Yan, in fact, what I said in the corridor was all lying to you."

It just so happened that it was almost time to enter the black box, and before the perpetrator Lu Chenzhao disappeared, he whispered these words in Zhou Yan's ear.

Strangely, Zhou Yan didn't feel cheated.

He couldn't ignore Lu Chenzhao's fear.

As long as Lu Chenzhao said that he was afraid, Zhou Yan didn't want to miss it and was willing to take it seriously.

Even if it's just a joke.

There is no shower room in the mud treatment room, so there is no way to wash away the mud with water.After the timer expired, the investigator listened to Dr. Yang's doctor's order, stood in place and jumped in the cubicle. After all the mud on his body was shaken off, he put on his clothes and left the cubicle.

"Boom, boom, boom-"

The room was filled with the sound of people bouncing and jumping.

Xu Zhe was stunned when he heard this: "...Actually, they are receiving rope skipping physiotherapy, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qin Yan rushing out of the first compartment naked and holding his clothes, and ran straight towards Long Zexu.

From a long distance away, Zhou Yan could smell the earthy aroma that remained on Qin Yan's body, which was heavier than this strange aroma, and it was an even heavier foul smell.

"Go! Go!" When passing by Long Zexu, Qin Yan didn't stop, and went straight to the door, "It's too scary, I don't want to stay in this place for a second."

The second door was pushed open, and it was a calm, not completely calm Qiao Yuan who walked out of it.

He was neatly dressed, with no expression on his face, and his actions were normal, except for a small part of his tongue protruding from his mouth, which was redder than blood.

"The physiotherapy effect is very good, thank you." Qiao Yuan thanked Dr. Yang, speaking more vaguely than when he spoke to Dr. Yang in the cubicle.

Before Doctor Yang could respond, Qiao Yuan took a few steps towards Long Zexu, and followed him out the door.

"Oh, thanks to my lungs getting better." Panting, Liu Mian floated out of the cubicle profusely sweating, "Otherwise, I'd be so tired before I shook off all the mud on my body." Breathless."

Seeing Zhou Yan here, Liu Mian was a little surprised: "Captain Zhou, you are here too."

All of a sudden, the footsteps in the last compartment became a little heavier, and the frequency became faster.

Zhou Yan glanced lightly, and said to Liu Mian, "Ning Luan is in the last compartment?"

Liu Mian: "It should be. The order in which we receive physical therapy is the same as the order in the list."

"Bam—"

The sound of a heavy object falling came from the last compartment, as if to prove that he was not the one who fell, Ning Luan jumped again and again.

Zhou Yan asked Liu Mian again: "Can't talk in the cubicle?"

"It's definitely not possible during physical therapy. After the timer rang, Doctor Yang only told us to shake the mud off our bodies, but didn't mention whether we could make a sound." Liu Mian carefully guessed, "I think... probably not."

Hearing that the commotion in Ning Luan's compartment was getting louder, Zhou Yan raised his eyes and looked over: "What's the hurry, I'm not in a hurry to collect your body."

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Ning came out of the cubicle listlessly: "Zhou team, thank you..."

Zhou Yan's hand stuffed in the left pocket of his coat grabbed the black box and pushed it out.

Seeing the outline of the black box through the coat, Ning Luan changed his words wisely: "Thank you for waiting for me."

Zhou Yan didn't come here to wait for Ning Luan.He just felt that Ning Luan was following him. If there were any new discoveries, he could ask Ning Luan to notify other investigators, saving him and Lu Chenzhao the trouble of sharing the news with others.

"Go to the fifth floor." Zhou Yan turned and walked towards the door, "Yi Shu used to be an investigator here, maybe there will be some trace left there."

It wasn't just Ning Luan who followed Zhou Yan to the fifth floor, even people from Team 10088 and Team [-] followed him.

The closest to the elevator is the reading room, which is also the first place Zhou Yan and the others go.

The door of the reading room was half-closed, and there was light shining through it. It was obvious that someone was inside.

Not knowing who was staying inside, Ning Luan asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go in?"

Zhou Yan nodded, raised his hand and pushed open the door of the reading room.

"squeak--"

Long Zexu, who was standing near the bookshelf, turned his head abruptly, stuffing the book in his arms like hiding a treasure: "...Let's go, let's go."

Zhou Yan stopped them with a cold face: "Leave the book."

Long Zexu said angrily, "Why?"

Before Zhou Yan could say anything, Long Zexu had another attitude of admitting cowardice: "Forget it, if you stay, you can stay. You have a lot of people, and I can't compete with you."

After finishing speaking, Long Zexu threw the book on the ground, and squeezed out the door of the reading room without looking back.

Zhou Yan picked up the book that fell on the ground, flipped through it casually, and found that this book was a new book that no one had borrowed, and there was nothing worth noting about it.

Zhou Yan took the book and walked to the bookshelf, intending to put the book back.

Seeing another book with the same name on the shelf, Zhou Yan raised his hand and pressed his fingertips on the top of the spine.

I thought of Long Zexu's expression when he stood in front of the bookshelf and looked back at them, and his indifference when he left the book on the ground.

Zhou Yan had a faint premonition.

He took the book off the shelf, handed the book in his hand to Ning Luan, and looked down.

This is still a very new book, and when he quickly turned to the last page, Zhou Yan found that the library card inserted in the book was not blank.

He pulled the library card out and saw a paragraph scrawled on the back of the library card.

"The sinful lambs are lost in the way, they err, they are guilty, their withering is fate, it is repayment."

Zhou Yan took a glance, and turned the library card to the front, and saw that the first few lines were written with the name of the borrower, followed by the room number.

And the last person who borrowed this book was Yi Shu.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I really procrastinated on this chapter.

Obviously there is a detailed outline for the follow-up content of this dungeon, but the first 1000 words are still stuck for a long time.

The next chapter should be longer than this one, but I just don't know if I can finish it tomorrow.

There are 66 small red envelopes in the front row, thank you for your support.

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