Defect another world

Jima's worries were not unfounded, and the dismembered person was not the only one who "disappeared" in this residential area.

At least one more disappeared right in front of Duan Yu's eyes.Meng Fei has heard Duan Yu tell the horror story he encountered on the corridor of mirrors leading to the sanitation area.

He observed carefully, and there was indeed a new vacant bed starting on the [-]th.The staff cleaned up all the private items in this location.

It means that there is one less person.

February 05th, 30:[-] in the morning.

Meng Fei woke up on time at this time.He unexpectedly discovered that after living in the "residential area" for the third night, he actually recovered his biological clock, which was completely disrupted by living in the wild.

Just like the habit in Moon Hall, the first thing you do when you wake up is get up and go to the tuba.It's a pity that there is not a door to the bathroom.

At this time, there was no sunrise yet, only the corridors illuminated by dim corridor lamps, like long and deep alleys criss-crossing.

He must follow the route indicated by the green light on the ground.These routes are not necessarily consistent.Although the distance is about the same, it will vary randomly.

What's even more strange is that sometimes the indicator arrow will turn red, contrary to the "Management Rules" that the indicator arrow must be green.

But at this time, as long as he stops still, the red indicator arrow will disappear.The green arrow reappears, often in a different direction.

Sanitary areas include toilets and bathrooms.The corridor leading to the bathroom is the most special section that frightens Duan Yu. The corridor is full of mirrors up, down, left, and right.

He had paid special attention to these mirrors when he came here during the day.

He had speculated whether these could be one-way transparent mirrors for monitoring.But not so.That's just a normal mirror, nothing special.

Besides, the corridors of mirrors are already openly covered with cameras, so why hide behind the mirrors and peep?
The camera didn't disappear until he walked through the curtains in the corridor.From here on comes the privacy zone.

On the left is the access to the bathroom and on the right is the toilet.The restrooms are quite correctly divided into three: "Male", "Female", "Other".

Unlike Qingmang, both Xizhou and Taotie believe that the genders of human beings are not limited to "male" and "female".Among them, Taotie is the most strict about this, and it is officially recognized that there are 96 genders in human beings.

In their world, each gender is equally respected.It's just that building 96 restrooms is too difficult, so unity gave an "other".

After entering the men's bathroom, there is a whole row of cubicles.This kind of compartment is wider than Qingmang's compartment, but there is nothing special about it.

There are knobs on the door.If it looks red from the outside, it means there are people inside, and the door cannot be opened by pushing.If it is green, it means there is no one, and the door will open when you push it.

To Meng Fei's surprise, he looked at three compartments in a row, all of which were red.So early in the morning, there are so many people out to squat?
Fortunately, the fourth is finally green.He pushed the door straight in, sat on the toilet and released himself to his heart's content.

He had assumed that the red compartments were closed for some reason, not that there were actually people.But now he no longer thinks so.Because there was a slight noise from next door.

There is actually someone who came out with a tuba earlier than him.

After releasing it, he habitually reached into the roll paper bucket next to him to pull out a piece of toilet paper.But instead of touching a soft tissue, he touched something cold.

"What the hell?"

He pulled lightly, and pulled out a long, sharp iron piece about [-] centimeters long.

What was fatal was that the iron plate was stained with sticky red blood, dripping down his sleeves along his fingers.At the same time, a bloody smell entered his nostrils.

"I wipe..."

As soon as he let go, the bloody iron piece fell to the ground.

There is a pit, it is a huge pit!

With a strong sense of ominousness, Meng Fei forced himself to calm down, and the electrical pulses quickly and methodically flashed through the countless interconnected networks of brain cells.

He first pawed through the paper roll and pulled out a section of paper towel.Fortunately, the blood iron sheet was only inserted at the entrance, without direct contact with the tissue inside, and was not contaminated by blood.

Clean yourself up, wipe the blood off your hands, and then quickly wipe off the fingerprints you just left on the steel plate.Bloody tissues were thrown into the toilet to be flushed.

Sure enough, there was the sound of boots thumping, thumping, thumping.Hearing the sound, at least ten security personnel were rushing in.

In fact, it doesn't make much sense for him to clean up.The fingerprints on the steel plate and the blood on his hands can be cleaned off, but how to get rid of the blood on the sleeve?

Anyway, less proof, less is less!
If the bloody sleeves were quickly torn off and flushed in the toilet, the "evidence" might be destroyed.It is a pity that it is too difficult to tear off a piece of cloth at this moment.

What if you took off your clothes and threw them in the trash, then went to the bathroom to take a shower and put on new ones?In this way, the old clothes will be found as evidence sooner or later, not to mention the time is too late.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

The warning sound from the horn on the security helmet has already sounded outside.Before Meng Fei got up, the compartment door was kicked open with a "boom".

A swarthy submachine gun with a suppressor was aimed at him.The camera on the head of the security guard in the full-body protective suit clearly pointed at the bloody steel sheet on the ground.

"Put your hands over your head and walk out slowly."

"At least let me pull up my pants first?"

Meng Fei sat on the toilet and complained dissatisfied.

He was arrested.

Fifteen minutes later, in a small dark room, sitting across from Meng Fei was a guy who was in full body protection like the security guard and couldn't see his face at all.

It's just that this person's protective clothing is yellow, with the word "management" written in red on it.

Neither the "Code" nor the "Management Rules" mentioned that there are special "management personnel" among the staff.But they do exist.

The manager threw over a document titled "Agreement on Agreeing to Receive Psychiatric Treatment" and asked Fei Meng to sign it.

Meng Fei read the document.

The core content is that he, Meng Fei, realizes that he suffers from a serious mental illness, which has caused the death of others and has also posed a serious threat to the personal safety of others.

So he signed off on three months of treatment with a licensed psychiatrist provided by the Palace of Everything.

"Why should I sign?"

Meng Fei expressed doubts.

"Legally speaking, you have no law enforcement power, so you have no right to detain me. According to the previously signed "Code", I can withdraw and leave at any time.

"As for the clause in the "Code" that violates the code and you will be detained, it is obviously illegal, so it is an invalid clause."

For these guys who have to sign an agreement in everything, Meng Fei decided to try to use magic to deal with magic to see if it works.

"Ha ha."

The man let out a small laugh through the microphone in his helmet, but he immediately changed his tone to seriousness.

"You don't seem to understand the situation? You just killed someone! I know you may not realize it, but you did!

"If you sign, it's very simple, we guarantee that you will have food and drink, live well until the end of the war, and then leave by yourself.

"If you don't sign, we have no right to detain you. But during wartime, you can't guarantee where you will die.

"Is there any law out there now?"