The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 213 The Death of Old Joey

The scene in the room was similar to the previous one, the whole room was covered with blood, Hannibal was lying in a pool of blood, the clothes on his chest were completely soaked in blood, his eyes stared in a certain direction in horror, as if he was looking at him before he died. Something happened that I couldn't believe.

On the ground, a mask was thrown as usual.

At this situation, everyone couldn't help but gasped.

Ziliang stepped over quickly, and then touched Hannibal's neck. But the blood all over the ground clearly indicated that Hannibal could not be alive.

Sure enough, Ziliang shook his head and closed Hannibal's eyes with his hands.

".died."

He said lightly.

A depressive emotion that no one can explain spreads out.

Hannibal is dead?
This is almost unbelievable. Although in this team, Hannibal's skill is not very good, but he always gives people a very reliable sense of security. Even most of the time, people forget Well, he is an ordinary person except for his mental strength, so ordinary that he will die after being pierced.
Ziliang watched Hannibal quietly for a while, as if waiting for him to open his eyes suddenly in the next second, and then told himself a series of thrilling layouts.

However, none of this happened, and he just lay there without the slightest heartbeat.

Finally, Ziliang stood up slowly, and picked up the blood-stained mask beside him.

The compass vibrated, but he didn't turn it over to look, because he knew that the display on it must be [Jason's No. XX mask], which is the same as the previous one, just changed a number, which has no meaning
The door to Hannibal's room was closed.

Everyone returned to the hall again. At this moment, everyone's eyes were full of anger, puzzlement, and extremely strong suspicion of others.

"Aren't we in an illusion now?" Old Joey seemed to not want the depressing atmosphere to continue, so he started the topic first.

Ziliang shook his head: "Unfortunately, no."

"So, Hannibal is really dead?"

"Yes, at least I don't think he has the ability to survive even if his heartbeat stops."

"So, what about Hannibal's body? Just leave it there?" Shirley also joined the conversation.

"I can only leave it like this for the time being." Ziliang replied: "After all, he might still provide some clues."

"Hehe, so, just watch him grow moldy and rot? You are really cold-blooded." Xue Li sneered.

"You joined later, so you don't know Hannibal. Believe me, in his opinion, it's better to just leave it like this than to be buried in this kind of place where no shit. Besides, he's always Thinking about how to press me into the pot, I can still take care of his funeral calmly, which is already the best of humanity. If we can successfully leave this plane, I may send his body home. He has a An old friend named Will. I think"

"You should think about it first, those of us who are still alive." Shirley said: "Now, in the entire Crystal Lake area, there should be only three of us left, that is to say, the one who killed Hannibal People should be among us."

While saying this, Xueli kept staring at Ziliang, not hiding her doubts at all.

"Hehe, what do you mean, you want to say that I was the one who killed Hannibal?" Ziliang couldn't help but smiled, and then quietly lit a cigarette.

"Yeah." Shirley admitted directly: "Because I know that the murderer is not me, and I don't seem to have the ability to stab Hannibal to death quietly. Don't forget, I am a soft-spoken A 13-year-old girl who is easy to knock down, even if you give me a knife, I don't have the strength to stick it into someone else's chest. In terms of product ranking, your suspicion is obviously higher than that of Old Joey."

Ziliang shrugged his shoulders: "Can you stop talking about your character, besides, your method of removing yourself from the list of doubts is too old-fashioned, you can control Leon to do it yourself if you don't do it yourself. .”

"Well" Seeing Ziliang and Shirley suspicious of each other here, Old Joey seemed a little depressed, so he slowly stood up and walked out the door.

"What are you doing?" Shirley asked, looking at Old Joey.

"Oh, just... go out and have a sit." Old Joey muttered, and walked out of the house dejectedly.

This time, only Xueli and Ziliang were left in the hut.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the relationship between us would be so unreliable." Ziliang said mockingly.

"Yeah, a group of murderers get together, isn't that a joke how much you want them to trust each other?" Shirley responded: "Oh, by the way, I'm actually quite curious about one thing, that is Who are you most suspicious of?"

"Old Joey." Unexpectedly, Ziliang said it immediately: "Actually, I haven't figured out what the mechanism of that mask is, but the compass can never go wrong, so I suspect that Old Joey He wasn't Old Joey from the beginning, he killed Harley Quinn on purpose, and the real Old Joey might still be lost in the woods."

"Well." Shirley was silent for a while: "When you say that, I suddenly feel that what you said is quite reasonable, why don't I send Leon to keep an eye on Old Joey?"

at this time
I only heard a "bang" sound from outside the door!
A trace of fear flashed across the eyes of Ziliang and Xueli at the same time.

"No way," they said in unison.

Then, quickly ran outside the house.

Unexpectedly, but also expected. Old Joey was already blood splattered on the spot!
Just less than 10 meters away from the door, Old Joey was lying on the ground, the mask on his face had just slipped off, and the knife stuck in his chest was his own!
(End of this chapter)