Aoba Office

As the camera moves, the situation in the entire building is shown on the screen.

In addition to a canteen and an empty hall on the first floor, there are temporary cells on the second floor. Iron bars separate the space into several cells. Here, there are still traces of old blood.

Ning Zhe didn't know much about this, but it was Lao Xie who told some things about that year.

"...the two people who came here before me turned out to be a gang. They robbed people on the road, killed people, hid bodies, and destroyed evidence. No one knew about it at first. Later, they were caught by the police. It was also a robbery on the road. One of them wanted to get a reduced sentence, so he told the story, identified the place where the body was hidden, and blamed the whole thing on the other one, but they were both sentenced. The other one was more serious and was sent to Lanxin Road Prison, and the other one was in Minqing Xijiao Prison. But for some reason, that one seemed to have had his sentence commuted for meritorious service and was sent to Xijiao Prison. I met him when he came out of the labor camp. They started fighting together and were taken away to be locked up, and then they grabbed the gun and killed the other one," Lao Xie said in a calm tone.

"It's these two who brought this place." Ning Zhe added casually.

Wu Ling opened the iron door of the cell, turned on the flashlight in the dark room, and carefully checked the blood stains on the ground.

The bloodstain was on the cell door.

It should be that when one of them was pushed into the cell, the other fired, or vice versa. In short, this is where the dead die.

After checking for a while, Wu Ling shook his head.

Another place where people died was the hall.

Zhu Ziyang died here.

According to Lao Xie, he was killed like a pig by the soldiers of the Imperial Guard.

"After being locked up in this hellish place for so many years, many people have gone crazy." Ning Zhe remained extremely calm.

Xie Liu let out a small whimper.

Lao Xie's face was expressionless, but his eyes were lifeless.

Qingye's people, on the other hand, are not as cold as Ning Zhe, but they are almost the same.

Ning Zhe praised, "He is someone who is doing great things, and his heart is cold and hard."

Aoba's people didn't respond.

The third place where people died was the kitchen in the cafeteria. Xie Liu was beheaded there.

When they returned to the cafeteria, those people were gone.

Slicing people into slices was obviously a new hobby that Ning Che developed here. He quite likes the kitchen and keeps it clean.

"...I'm the only one like this. They all want to go out. It doesn't matter whether this place is good or bad." Ning Zhe smoked a cigarette and leaned on the desk.

He didn't seem to be planning to go out, so the kitchen became his personal space.

Ye Qing asked: "Where are these things?"

"We came in together." Ning Zhe said, "But it's not the same thing anymore. In this place, as long as we think about it, we can live well."

As he spoke, he put his hands on the countertop, and there were some more vegetables and a whole chicken on hand.

"Look." Ning Zhe raised the corners of his lips, "That's it. You can do whatever you want."

"Are you the only one who would do this?" Liu Miao asked.

"The people over there seem to do the same thing." Ning Zhe pursed his lips, "They still want to clean up the grass and go out. However, in all these years, no one of them has been seen going out."

Liu Miao said "Oh".

Wu Ling picked up the dish conjured by Ning Zhe and said, "This is an illusion."

Ning Zhe said nothing.

"If that's the case..." Wu Ling thought for a while and shook his head, "There are still too few clues."

They walked out of the building and arrived at the granary.

In fact, everything in the granary had been turned over by Qingye's people.

"I did it. I had nothing to do, so I cut them all up and put them here." Ning Zhe said.

It was as if he had cut up a chicken or a duck, rather than a huge number of corpses.

After leaving the granary, they walked around the clearing.

Wu Ling pointed to the sky, "Are there day and night and seasonal changes here?"

Ning Zhe shook his head, "Only the weather changes, and there is no pattern."

"What was the weather like when someone came in?" Wu Ling asked.

Ning Zhe showed a stunned expression, and then became thoughtful.

"Everyone has some changes when they come in, but they are all different." Lao Xie replied, listing a few carefully, "... When the child and Xiao Liu came in, it was cloudy. After you came in, the weather changed. Several times. When the young man came in, the wind blew for a while and then stopped. When the next young man was brought in, it was as dark as night. "

Ning Zhe asked: "Do you think this has anything to do with it?"

"It should be related." Wu Ling's tone was casual, "Where is the other group of people?"

Ning Zhe said "this way" and led the people into the grass.

Ning Zhe seemed to be able to identify the direction in the tall grass.

In fact, the progress bar only advanced for five minutes before the picture suddenly became clear.

It is also a piece of flat land and several buildings.

A figure appeared in the building.

They seemed to appear out of thin air and walked out of the door, all dressed in modern clothes.

The leader is a strong man with a Chinese character face, who looks like a righteous type.

In the distance, there is the sound of tractors running, and the weeds are swaying; nearby, there are reclaimed farmland.

If there wasn't still an ominous atmosphere in the picture, and the sky was dark and strange, this place would look like a rural area in the real world. At most, it would have a somewhat confused sense of the times.

"What are you doing here?" The man asked Ning Zhe warily. His eyes moved to look at Ye Qing, who was walking side by side with Ning Zhe.

"These people seem to have some skills. They want to see how to get out of this hellish place." Ning Zhe replied.

The two didn't address each other, and their tone was a bit tense, but they seemed to be familiar with each other.

The man asked: "Are you..."

"Qingye Supernatural Office. My name is Ye Qing. We were entrusted to investigate the labor camp." Ye Qing answered loudly, and then asked directly, "I heard that you have been trying to leave here, what have you discovered? ?"

The man frowned.

"Can you really take us out?" a young man from behind asked excitedly.

"Did you cause the movement over there just now?"

"Can we really get out?"

"What can you do?"

The man raised his hand to signal his people to quiet down.

He looked at Ye Qing steadily, "What do you want to know?"

"Everything. You don't have the knowledge or experience to make judgments, but we can." Ye Qing said matter-of-factly.

The men began to whisper.

The leading man didn't mean to ask for other people's opinions. He just thought about it for a while and nodded in agreement.

"Okay. We can tell you everything we know."