bayonet and rose

"Welcome to the latest level [-] in the Skeleton District. I am the supervisor Wu Ling, and I am happy to serve you."

Lin Zijuan listened quietly to the supervisor's words. This time the supervisor was surprisingly thin. He didn't know whether it was a man or a ghost.

Wu Ling quickly went through the process, and after checking all the information, he indicated that Lin Ziyu could move forward. He was about to leave, but he was caught off guard when he heard Lin Ziyu ask: "Isn't the supervisor responsible for answering questions at this level?"

Wu Ling: "..."

Wu Ling: "Then do you have any questions?"

Lin Ziyu: "No."

Wu Ling had nothing to say, he pursed his lips and finally decided not to care about Lin Ziyu, and disappeared in place.

The breakthrough has officially begun.

After entering the door, Lin Zijuan felt an indescribable sense of familiarity with every step he took. He walked to the designated position and glanced at Feng Ling before he sat down...here he came again.

He had only met Feng Ling a few times, so he wasn't really familiar with him, but when he saw Feng Ling's face, countless blurred images flashed through Lin Zi Prison's mind, and they all twisted together into a trace of grief that couldn't be dissipated.

This heart-wrenching emotion was not from Lin Ziyu, but from the wind spirit in his subconscious.

Lin Zijuan suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and watched Feng Ling greet him with a playful smile, feeling very complicated for a moment - this person has always been oily and slippery, how far will he show his true feelings.

After briefly greeting Feng Ling, Wan Chenyun on the left also nodded slightly to Lin Ziyu.

Wan Chenyun actually participated in this checkpoint, he could never be trying to score points, Lin Zijuan screened Wan Chenyun's reasons for breaking the checkpoint in his heart.

The fog is thick, and it is difficult to start for a while.

In addition to the two acquaintances on the left and right, Hua Zhai was sitting opposite the trial seat.

Hua Zhai closed his eyes and rested his mind, not paying attention to the changes around him, maybe he didn't even know that Lin Zi Prison had entered the arena.

"You care about Hua Zhai very much?" Wan Chenyun next to him suddenly asked in a low voice.

Lin Zijuan frowned slightly.

"You've been looking at him."

Lin Ziyu looked away, not so much because he cared about Hua Zhai, but because he cared about all the strange things.

Before waiting for Lin Ziyu's answer, Wan Chenyun didn't intend to give up the topic, and continued to ask: "He lied to you and didn't give you any explanation, do you hate him? You probably don't have a personality that can accept being teased."

"You know me very well?" Lin Ziqian asked back, Wan Chenyun's last sentence was very firm, but in fact they couldn't even talk about friendship.

Wan Chenyun nodded slightly, "Of course I understand, we have watched you for a long time."

A sense of nausea climbed into Lin Zi Prison's heart, and when he thought that his movements might be closely monitored, he became extremely irritable. Every step after entering the checkpoint, and maybe even going forward, he was a certain person every day in the real world. samples observed by others.

Knowing nothing, I am not as good as fish on the chopping board.

Lin Ziyu's nails pinched his palm tightly, but he couldn't show the slightest bit on the surface, "Really, then you should watch carefully."

See how you cocoon yourself and blame yourself.

Wan Chenyun obviously also heard the hidden meaning of Lin Ziyu. Instead of being angry, he smiled, and his voice was soft, as if he was bewitching: "If there is a chance...do you want Hua Zhai to die?"

·

In the first round of trial, the suspect was suspected of theft, and the person in charge was Feng Ling.

Lin Ziqian picked up the pen, and he was about to write, when an inexplicable emotion stopped him, his heart palpitations made it hard to breathe, and he couldn't even write down a single stroke.

My mind was in a mess, all the images were blurred, even Lin Ziyu himself couldn't sort out what was going on, the only thing that could be sure was a strong intuition stopping him—you will regret it!

This feeling is not unfamiliar, as if everything in front of me has happened countless times, and each time it has come to a tragic ending.

Lin Zijuan simply put down his pen, took out his own bayonet, and slashed severely on his arm.The bayonet was very sharp, and blood was seen before the pain spread.

Lin Ziqian stared at his wound, he didn't care about the physical pain, but being cut by himself was too rare, it would leave a deep impression on him, and it was a very effective stimulus for memory.

There was a lot of blood, and Lin Zijuu took care of it briefly before putting away the bayonet again.

The people on the left and right showed different degrees of complicated expressions, and Lin Zijuan received their euphemistic doubts about his mental state from their eyes.

"May I ask what you are doing?" Wan Chenyun was very curious, and glanced at Lin Ziyu's wound implicitly: "You are really skilled."

"Make a mark."

"On myself?"

Lin Ziyu let out a "huh" and lowered his eyes, "I am the most reliable."

Wan Chenyun was thoughtful and didn't continue talking.

Lin Zijuan picked up the pen again, he had just written a stroke when Feng Ling from next door tapped on the table lightly.

"Huh?" Lin Zijuan looked towards Fengling.

Feng Ling's whole arm was folded and pressed on the table, and he also leaned forward, leaning lazily on the table, "Aotian, have you already guessed something?"

Lin Zijuan retracted his gaze and landed on the note in front of him, "The checkpoint has just begun."

"You don't have to guard against me," Feng Ling straightened up, "In this level, I should not be your enemy."

Of course not necessarily a companion.

It was not obvious that Feng Ling was pressed down on the table just now, but only now did Lin Ziyu see that his hands were shaking all the time, a kind of trembling that he couldn't restrain himself.

"My premonition is very bad. In the past, if the momentum is not right, I will quit," Feng Ling said, his tone was quite calm, "I have used the props just now, but I am still here."

The props for forced exit are not omnipotent, and it is not surprising that they fail in this advanced level. Feng Ling paused for two seconds, observed Lin Ziyu's expression, and slowly added: "I have brought a total of five props for forced exit. None are gone, but as far as I can remember, I only used them once."

There are strange things everywhere in this level, Lin Ziyu has his own thinking, and of course Fengling also has his own evidence.

Their suspicions all point to one result—their memories have gone awry.

Feng Ling took the initiative to say this, the meaning was obvious, he wanted to cooperate with Lin Ziyu.

"So?" Lin Zijuan asked anyway.

Feng Ling didn't open his mouth, his eyes drifted, without focus, as if he was recalling something.This situation didn't last long, Feng Ling quickly controlled himself, his fingers resting on the table pressed against the grain of the wood, his knuckles were pressed until they turned white.

"You should also want to figure out the rules quickly." Feng Ling's voice was a little hoarse, and it took extra effort to speak, "It's a pity that the level can control our memory, and maybe everything will return to zero after you think it through."

"...You can't afford to procrastinate. Practice is the fastest way. I can do it."

Lin Ziyu didn't directly agree, he stared at Fengling calmly.

Volunteering to sacrifice himself is not something Feng Ling would do. Normally, Feng Ling should be the first to run away—of course, it's not that he didn't think about it, it's just that the props are invalid and can't run.

"I have a request." Feng Ling didn't make any detours with Lin Ziyu, but then he spoke more and more laboriously, as if it was difficult for him to speak, and the words circled around his mouth a few times before spitting out, "Anyway, please promise An Baiqiu Not out."

He clearly stated his appeal and price, so straightforward it was not like Feng Ling's style... He was really forced to the point where he had no other choice.

Lin Zijuan glanced at An Baiqiu. He didn't know whether he was dull or stubborn, and he didn't know anything about the weird atmosphere on the field.An Baiqiu didn't bother to think about the level, nor was he prepared to protect himself. His eyes were fixed on Wu Ling from the beginning to the end, full of murderous intent.

"It doesn't matter even if you are out?" Lin Ziyu asked Feng Ling.

Feng Ling took a few deep breaths, but still couldn't restrain his trembling, "It doesn't matter." He tried hard to smile, "Brother is tired, I leave the checkpoints to you kids."

"I see," Lin Zijuan didn't probe into the relationship between Feng Ling and An Baiqiu, "I will vote you guilty."

"Okay, I've voted myself guilty."

According to the rules, 9 or more votes are required for a guilty conviction, and no matter how Lin Zi prison and Feng Ling add up, it is only two votes.

But Lin Zijuan didn't have to worry, he scanned the surroundings, there must be a lot of people who want to do experiments, and there will be more and more people who are guilty of Fengling.

After writing the note, Lin Zijuan leaned back slightly, "Feng Ling."

"what?"

"You really think about it?"

"I can't think about it any more." Feng Ling thought that Lin Ziyu was worried, so he quickly turned on his horsepower to promise, "I will never fool you this time, if I lie to you, I will never eat instant noodles without seasoning packets in the future, and go to the toilet forever No toilet paper, being danced by immortals every day until the bankrupt..."

"Then don't regret it." Lin Zijuan interrupted Feng Ling's endless self-curse.

Feng Ling froze for a moment before saying, "No."

The results of the vote came out quickly, nine votes were guilty, three votes were not guilty, and the suspect was found guilty.

"Suspect No. 4 has been found guilty. Thank you judges for your contribution to the peace of Angel City," Wu Ling stood up, just as a light shone from her head, making her even more extraordinary and untouchable .

"The sinful person cannot continue to stay in Angel City. I declare that for the sake of all the citizens of Angel City, I will formally expel this sinner here in the name of the Archangel."

The little angels who had been obediently staying near Wu Ling came out in full force, singing ethereal songs and flying above everyone, and a few carefully brought a long sword for Wu Ling.

Wu Ling picked up the long sword and pointed at Feng Ling, "The sanction begins."

Feng Ling closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and didn't say a word.

As soon as the sword stabbed out, Wu Ling's movements were clean and neat, piercing Feng Ling's heart at once.

Lin Ziqian's eyelids twitched wildly. This scene was so familiar that his whole body went numb, and the pain in his mind almost burst.

It happens over and over again, and they can only suffer over and over again, and experience the same thing over and over again.

Even the end of despair is cut off.

When the others regained their freedom of movement, Feng Ling still had some breath left, but no matter how he looked at it, he was powerless.

His eyes fell on Linzi prison, gloomy, like a lonely ghost.

Without Wu Ling's instructions, the little angels spontaneously flew to Feng Ling's side, dancing and singing around him.

Countless flower petals fell from the sky, and Feng Ling had already quietly died on the seat.

·

"The number 4 passer, Feng Ling, is out. The rest of the passers, please continue to follow the rules."

The supervisor's voice sounded, confirming Feng Ling's death.

As the supervisor's voice fell, Feng Ling's body also gradually disappeared, and finally turned into nothing, leaving only blood-stained petals on the ground.

Lin Ziqian had poor eyesight and couldn't recognize what kind of flower it was.

Wu Ling pushed the process and asked the little angels to bring the second suspect up.

It's also a coincidence that the person in charge of the second suspect is An Baiqiu, who are both members of their knights.

An Baiqiu was a little stunned, he didn't even stare at Wu Ling anymore, and the murderous aura wrapped around him was completely removed.He looked around blankly, as if he hadn't realized the fact that his teammates were out.

Wan Chenyun tapped the table with his fingertips, "It's the second one."

"En." Lin Zijuan responded casually, drew out the bayonet and made a second cut on his arm.

Scratching yourself is a very strong stimulus. Every time Lin Ziqian raised the knife and dropped it, some images flashed through Lin Ziqian's mind. He couldn't remember anything clearly, but he could have a strong consciousness-similar things I have experienced it myself.

Lin Ziyu is sure that he has crossed himself many times in this level, but now there are only two knife marks on his hand.

After the last round, all the passers-by present knew very well that the person in charge and the suspect were actually bound together.

If the suspect is guilty, the person in charge should bear the punishment, and he will be directly stabbed to death by Wu Ling, and he will be out of the game.

No wonder the higher the level, the higher the exit rate. NPCs can kill the passers-by, and the passers-by have no room to resist.

Knowing what the consequences of "guilty" are, it's time to test "not guilty".

There are still eleven judges left on the field. It is very simple to get not guilty this round, as long as three people vote not guilty.There is just one problem, if An Baiqiu's vote does not match the final result, he will be eliminated.

An Baiqiu's elimination does not violate the agreement with Fengling, but Lin Zijuan does not want to let the number of passers-by continue to decrease for the time being.

Lin Ziyu looked across, An Baiqiu lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Averting his gaze, Lin Zijuu unexpectedly met Hua Zhai's eyes again.Hua Zhai flipped his wrist, and a white shadow flew out of his hand, heading straight towards Lin Zi Prison.

Lin Ziju was startled, and only after the shadow fell in front of him did he see clearly that it was a paper airplane, folded neatly and carefully—this folding method was taught to Hua Zhai by Lin Ziju.

One day before, he accidentally mentioned that Hua Zhai didn't know how to fold paper airplanes, so Lin Zijuan found paper on the spot and taught him by hand.

In the checkpoint, such vague memories are of no benefit. Lin Zijuan wonders if Hua Zhai is giving him any hints, but based on past experience, Hua Zhai may be just plain boring.

Lin Zijuan opened the paper airplane cautiously...it was blank inside, not a single drop of ink.

Sure enough, Hua Zhai was just having a sudden whim.

Wan Chenyun beside him couldn't help chuckling, he held back quickly, and brought the topic to An Baiqiu, "What do you think An Baiqiu will choose?"

"Not guilty."

"I think so too," Wan Chenyun said: "An Baiqiu can't have the concept of a normal person. To him, killing people probably can't even judge whether it's right or wrong... He's not human at all."

After finishing speaking, Wan Chenyun went to see Lin Ziyu's reaction, "You don't seem very surprised."

"It's not surprising to encounter anything in the level."

"That's true. An Baiqiu was actually born in the skull area. No one can say what he is. It may be formed by the gathering of the wandering dead souls in the skull area, or it may be differentiated from the level."

"Skeleton area?" Lin Zijuan grasped the point.

"That's right, strictly speaking, An Baiqiu should belong to the Skull District." Wan Chenyun squinted at An Baiqiu, "You heard about the last round of charges, theft, so it was actually Feng Ling who took An Baiqiu out of the Skull District." 'Stole' out."

Wan Chenyun spoke casually, as if he was talking about some irrelevant gossip, and lightly brushed aside all the joys and sorrows behind these things.

Lin Zijuan pondered for a moment: "Why do you say these things?"

Wan Chenyun didn't have to say anything about these things.

"If you don't say it, maybe no one will know about it forever..." Wan Chenyun turned around and started writing, "It doesn't make any sense to be rotten in my heart. It just helps you understand the design significance of the level."

Wan Chenyun released the note, "I also understand our sins."