It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

After speaking, Zhou Zhuo pressed the button again, and the big turntable started to rotate violently.

He silently calculated the rotation speed and time in his heart. The strange thing was that the rotation time this time was obviously much longer than before, and it took a long time to slow down slowly, and the pointer landed in the "nightmare" area.

"Eh?! Is this the Emperor of Europe? Adding luck is really useful. Although I didn't get super rare ssr, it's good to have sr. After all, this game didn't even announce the burst rate..."

All the small LED light bulbs in the room were extinguished, leaving only the light of the screaming turntable. The shaking sound from the violent rotation of the turntable became louder and louder, and there seemed to be something crawling and rustling in the corner.

Zhou Zhuo's attention was all focused on the turntable, and he didn't notice that a thin hand rested silently on his shoulder.

thump—

There was very little movement this time, and Zhou Zhuo heard something like a small ball rolling in the channel inside the turntable, and finally fell into the delivery port.

It was a bloodshot eyeball, with a few muscle fibers remaining on the outer edge, and the section was rough and uneven, as if it had just been torn off from the eye socket. Know what went through.

[Name: Evans Connor's Eyeball]

[Type: Quest Item]

[Quality: Nightmare]

[Function: Soak it in formalin solution, look at the eyeballs in a dark room without light, it will take you into a nightmare. 】

[Conditions of use: Lv10, occupation is doctor. 】

[Remarks: Death is not the end, the nightmare has no end. 】

The description of the item is clear enough that this nightmare-level quest item is just a key to unlock the special copy, and the real reward can only be obtained after clearing the level.

Unfortunately, the pre-requirement for this dungeon is to complete the job transfer task, and Zhou Zhuo's current role cannot be activated, so it can only be temporarily stored in the warehouse.

However, he didn't plan to activate it in a hurry even if the usage conditions were met. After all, he was just getting into the game now, so there was no need to take such a big risk to try the Nightmare Dungeon.

Zhou Zhuo picked up the eyeballs and put them in the backpack, and the small colored LED light bulbs in the room also recovered enough luminous flux, and all abnormalities disappeared.

Speaking of which, Zhou Zhuo almost forgot that he had just received an invitation to the Scarlet Party. That thing should also be used to open the dungeon. He now has the skull-crushing doctor's equipment, and the level is just right.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhuo took out the invitation letter and went back to the elevator room, intending to drag his roommates together to go to jail together, but he didn't expect that the elevator door would automatically close and fall down quickly after taking a step!

Chapter 9

Ding dong.

The elevator door opened, and Zhou Zhuo was stunned for a moment. It turned out to be an empty street outside. The mist rising in the middle of the night blocked his sight, and the distance was full of white mist. Across the road, the external clock showed that the current time was exactly midnight.

"Has the mission already started without any reminder?"

Zhou Zhuo looked down at the scarlet invitation letter, the blood on the paper seemed to flow, trembling faintly along the part pressed by his finger, slightly pale, like the skin of a living person.

Of course, he didn't forget the conditions mentioned in the item introduction of the invitation letter. There was a bus stop in front of him. Just wait there, and the bus would arrive within a minute.

Out of bad ideas, Zhou Zhuo wants to try the mechanism of this game. What will happen if he stays in the elevator all the time?Will the invitation expire?Or can it be delayed until the next "midnight?"

As soon as this idea emerged, a strong force suddenly appeared from behind, as if a hand pushed him from behind, Zhou Zhuo staggered, took a step forward to stabilize his body, and left the elevator.

When he turned back, the empty elevator room automatically closed, and the surrounding fog surged and surrounded him, burying everything.

Zhou Zhuo tentatively took a step in, and the moment he touched the mist, a bone-chilling coolness penetrated into his pores, as if pouring a basin of cold water out of thin air, even his soul trembled.

He couldn’t see anything in the fog, and the elevator halls and buildings that used to be there also disappeared. That is to say, he now has only two choices, either wait at the platform for the bus at midnight, or force quit the game, probably What punishment will there be.

Zhou Zhuo quickly made a decision, it's still early (for night owls), it's just right to sleep after playing a little more, there's nothing to be afraid of.

He walked to the platform and waited. Before he could sit down, the fog in the distance was torn apart by an old bus full of scars, and it stopped firmly in front of the platform.

With a bang, the automatic door opened, and a faint rancid smell gushed out from the door. This was not a bus at all, but a special bus for party invitees.

Zhou Zhuo was not in a hurry to get into the car, but took out the bloody clothes from his backpack and put them on in a leisurely manner. He put on the equipment in advance and acted accordingly.

The Skull Crusher is too aggressive, and holding it in your hand might be considered a provocation. It's normal to use camouflage to protect yourself, but it's not good to attract hostility too much.

Seeing him dawdling like this, the driver seemed a little impatient. The bus waiting on the platform honked its horn, which was particularly harsh in the quiet night, and the mixed and fine voice kept urging.

"Hurry up if you want to get in the car, don't waste my time."

"Go away if you are afraid, no one will wait for you."

"Why should you persuade him? It would be better if someone died first..."

"It deserves to be reduced to this point."

"Ah."

……

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Zhuo put the soft and cold living mask on his face. After a slight squirm, the mask automatically fit his facial contours, and there was no abnormality at all. The sutures twisted and twisted, like slender multi-legged worms crawling on the shriveled epidermis.

Since you want to seek stimulation, then follow through to the end.

Originally there were obvious complaints on the bus, but when Zhou Zhuo, who was wearing a mask, cast his eyes, the whole bus became quiet, not only the invited passengers, but also the driver who was honking his horn like a bipolar disorder He also turned his head silently, looking at the empty road ahead, without squinting.

You don't look at me, I just want to go up.

The moment he stepped on the bus, a system prompt box popped up in front of him.

[Live streaming is enabled, do I need to hide my personal image? 】

"No, it won't work if you hide it."

Buying a new skin without going to Wuhei to show off is like walking in a brocade night.

[Your playing habits have been recorded and can be changed in the personal menu. 】

The automatic door behind him closed under the action of the air pump, Zhou Zhuo stood in place holding the safety bar, he did not rush to find an empty seat, and scrutinized every passenger like a real pervert.

Except for the driver and myself, there are a total of eight passengers in the car, six men and two women, each of whom is full of personal characteristics, a unique temperament that can be recognized at a glance even in the crowd.

Zhou Zhuo originally thought that this would be some kind of legendary hearse, the passengers in the car were all people who had died in the car, but the eight people looked very angry, with many habits in life written on their faces, not too dull ghost.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the road ahead will be steep, you'd better find a seat to sit down."

The driver looked up at the rearview mirror, said something coldly, and started the bus without waiting for Zhou Zhuo's answer.

"thanks for reminding."

Zhou Zhuo, who was wearing a human skin mask, was very cold when he spoke, and someone who looked at him with his neck stuck up as if he was uncomfortable, turned his head now.

The bus stopped for a short time and started again. Zhou Zhuo was not really stupid enough to stand in the car and act stubborn. He randomly picked a skinny monkey who looked the most bullying from the eight people, and came to his around.

"wait wait wait."

This sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man was extremely energetic, waved his hands, and shouted loudly at a volume that everyone would look at: "Aren't there still empty seats behind?"

"So I can't sit here?" Zhou Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, deliberately saying that.

"This……"

The skinny monkey was covered in sweat. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably drive him away with a sullen expression. This kind of person looks like he grew up in a mixed society, and he is best at putting on airs.

But standing in front of him at this moment is a strange man wearing a bloody coat. The blood on the clothes has not even solidified, dripping slowly along the corners of the clothes, no different from a criminal who has just left the murder scene and has not had time to clean up the traces , who dares to talk loudly to him?

"If I sit behind you, wouldn't it be more convenient to kill you?"

Zhou Zhuo smiled, pulled the sutures on his face, and made a movement of wiping his neck, the thin monkey couldn't help shivering, and gave up his plan to reason with this pervert.

"Then, sit down then."

In order to avoid too much physical contact, the thin monkey deliberately moved one space inward, but Zhou Zhuo's opening and closing movements inevitably brought about a little contact between the two——

A corner of the bloody coat rubbed against the sleeve of the thin monkey, and the pungent smell of blood mixed with formalin penetrated into his nostrils, making him shiver uncontrollably.

"Brother..." Skinny Monkey's voice trembled, "You, you..."

"Don't be afraid. I'm a forensic doctor. I just got off work. Is it normal to have some blood on my body?" Zhou Zhuo replied with a smile.

What the forensic doctor dissected was a corpse, not a live pig, so where did so much blood come from?hell...

The thin monkey's scalp was numb, but he didn't dare to poke his mouth with the perverted forensic doctor, so he could only try his best to shrink his body and lean into the corner.

Liwei's effect is almost enough. Zhou Zhuo didn't intend to push others to the bottom of the road and make himself the cusp of being a newcomer.

At this moment, the bus suddenly shook violently. Something fell on the floor and rolled towards Zhou Zhuo. He leaned over and took the initiative to pick it up. It was a beautiful lipstick, which should belong to the one in front. Pretty woman with golden waves, nothing special.

It's just that when I leaned over, the half amputated finger in the pocket next to the backpack accidentally fell out...

The thin monkey who witnessed this scene gasped and tried to open the window of the bus, but unfortunately ended in failure.

Chapter 10 Trash Talk

Zhou Zhuo's expression didn't change, he picked up his fingers by the way, put them in his backpack, and handed the lipstick back to the pretty woman in the front row, and got a cold reply.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The woman at the bottom of the mountain is a tiger, and as the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and Zhou Zhuo, who is the tiger of the forensic department, will certainly not have any intersection with her.

It's just that the thin monkey next to him seemed to have gone completely numb, shivering in a corner.

Zhou Zhuo opened his mouth and said haha: "It's just being a good person and a good deed. Is it so touching?"

The thin monkey seemed to have misunderstood something, and waved his hands again and again: "Brother...don't dare to move."

Of course Zhou Zhuo knew that this person was frightened by the pale fingers in his backpack, but it seemed that this thing really couldn't be explained. After thinking about it, he tried his best to make up an excuse.

"As a diligent and active forensic doctor, it's normal to carry a finger with you, right? Haha!"

Absolutely abnormal! ! !

The thin monkey stuttered and shook his head vigorously: "No, it's normal, very normal!"

If it were someone else, they would probably think that this guy was acting weird, but Zhou Zhuo could barely understand his mood, and it was really not easy.

As I said before, the temperaments of the people in this car are different. The middle-aged man with a big belly in a row is the boss at first glance, and he is definitely not a small boss. Such a pervert didn't panic at all when he got in the car, he just took a look and calmly looked away.

Although the decadent man in the windbreaker sitting in the corner pretended to be sleepy all the time, he was actually watching the other passengers in the car from the corner of his eye. His eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be an old criminal policeman or a detective. .

The person next to him should be a bodyguard, most of his attention was on the boss and the surrounding environment, his hands were on his knees, and he looked like he was ready to get up at any time.

And the man and woman in the trendy clothes in the front row seemed to be lovers. In fact, they should have broken up. They were so distinct that they didn't even want to touch a corner of their clothes. They will sit in the same row and share the same hatred.

The strangest thing is that the scruffy man on the right is like an iron tower, he is wearing a dirty chef's uniform, and there is a hideous burn scar on his right face.

This person gave him a very strong sense of familiarity, but Zhou Zhuo had never seen him before, unless he was...

Butcher?

As if noticing his observing gaze, Tieta turned his head, grinning to reveal a mouthful of old yellow teeth embedded with black stains, and sneered: "I said, I will definitely find a chance to kill you, you pervert."

It really was him, if I had known that I would have thought of a way to tease him before I left just now, but I was too hasty to leave, there was no way, maybe this was a fateful encounter.

Just as Zhou Zhuo was about to talk trash, the bus shook violently again. Only then did he notice that the bus had gone nowhere. It was clearly still in the city just now, but now there were ghostly mountains and forests on both sides.

"Brother..." The thin monkey's trembling voice came from behind.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zhuo turned his head and asked.

Although this guy is a bit like a social person who bullies the weak and fears the hard, but compared with the strange passengers in this car, he may be the most normal person, and he can try to get some information.

The thin monkey's voice was full of grievances, and he raised his hand, holding a "fresh" eyeball in his palm, not daring to put it down or take it away.

"You, your eyeballs fell out..."

"Oh, sorry."

Zhou Zhuo took back the eyeballs, found a ziplock bag from the compartment of the backpack, packed the eyeballs and put them in a safe place. As for the fingers, he simply put them in his pockets.

Without waiting for Zhou Zhuo to speak, the thin monkey took the initiative to say: "It is also very reasonable for the forensic doctor to wear eyeballs. It is understandable and understandable."

"That's right. It's a pity not to take the postgraduate entrance examination with this level of learning comprehension." Zhou Zhuo patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement, "If you can survive this time, remember to study hard."

"Yes, brother, you are right." The thin monkey wanted to cry, "I know I was wrong."

The road ahead looked completely endless, and the steep mountain road could only be distinguished by moonlight, but the driver was driving familiarly, and the speed was still fast.

The short exchange was over, Zhou Zhuo was afraid that the buddy next to him would be frightened, so he didn't speak anymore, but the thin monkey couldn't hold back anymore.

"Brother, what is your wish?" He asked in a low voice.

desire?Zhou Zhuo didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so he pretended to be a big brother and asked back: "What about your wish?"

Tell your dream, and the skull-crushing instructor will turn around for you!

"Pay off the gambling debt." The thin monkey lowered his head, with a painful expression on his face, "I owe a lot of money to the casino, if I fail to pay it back this time, my hands and feet will probably become collectibles like those in your backpack... ..."