Too fierce because of caution

Chapter 82

The female administrator quickly dialed the number.

When the police came over, Zhao Yi glanced at everyone again.

He suddenly found that the cracks in his eyes... had grown bigger.

A very strange but interesting phenomenon...

What are these cracks...?

Zhao Yi had a vague guess in his heart.

Luo Qili told Zhao Yi that she also felt that the cracks in front of her had grown bigger.

And... there seemed to be something behind those cracks.

"Could it be related to time?"

"It seems that the cracks only grew bigger after we entered the second day."

Luo Qili was puzzled, and Zhao Yi nodded.

This woman is not stupid.

"It must be related to time, but the specific relationship remains to be seen."

"For now, we still have to solve the task of the second day and find the murderer."

Luo Qili lowered her head and pondered for a while, her sharp eyes swept across the crowd, and suddenly thought of something.

"The task requires us to identify the murderer before he is killed... Doesn't that mean we can just wait for the murderer to kill us and then identify him directly?"

Zhao Yi smiled:

"Then you will die miserably."

"After all... the end of the main task does not mean that the murderer can't continue to commit crimes..."

Luo Qili's body shook violently.

She almost overlooked such an important detail!

"According to the current situation, the murderer's strength will most likely become extremely terrifying during the murder..."

"At least the players have no ability to resist, otherwise this task would be completely undifficult."

"Players should identify the murderer during the period when the murderer has not committed the crime, otherwise even if they identify him... they will probably be killed!"

Zhao Yi's analysis made Luo Qili and the audience in the live broadcast room feel a chill.

It seems that players can take advantage of the system task... It turns out to be a huge trap!

There was a commotion outside.

A group of bloated, blond and blue-eyed white policemen quickly came to the insane asylum and began to collect the bodies.

The female manager on the side kept chattering and telling them something, but they couldn't listen at all, and even slapped the female manager in the face, saying words like "Shit", "Fuck", and "Bitch".

The female manager fell to the ground with stars in her eyes, bleeding from her nose, and covered her face and cried.

Some lunatics came forward, carefully helped her up, and said some irrelevant words to comfort the female manager.

They were crazy, but not stupid.

In this lunatic asylum, the female manager usually took care of them very diligently, and there was still a lot of affection between them.

Seeing the female manager being bullied, they were very angry, but they didn't dare to step forward to scold these white policemen.

Maybe they would be emptied of their magazines with a round, or given a suffocation meal.

After all, in the eyes of those normal white people, their lives... don't count.

They drove away with the body without any investigation.

After the atmosphere was awkward for a while, some lunatics helped the female manager go back to rest, and the rest, even if they felt panic, could only give up.

Who would care about their life or death?

I just hope that the perverted murderer will leave the lunatic asylum as soon as possible...

Everyone dispersed.

Zhao Yi wanted to go to the darkroom to see, where he could develop photos, and maybe there would be batteries and film and other things.

When he passed by room 306 next to his room, he suddenly stopped.

Yesterday, before the tragedy happened, the sound of a toilet flushing came from next to him.

And... it seemed that the toilet lid was closed first, and then the water flushed.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you watch your poop being flushed away, and then close the toilet lid after confirming that it is clean?

Is there any mental illness?

Well, you can find out.

Zhao Yi knocked on the door.

Bang bang bang!

Squeak——

The door was opened.

It was very clean and tidy inside, and the air was fresh without any odor.

The most important thing is... the toilet lid was open.

A cute boy appeared in front of Zhao Yi, with red lips and white teeth, and big eyes full of innocence.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

The boy was very polite and enthusiastic.

Unlike those crazy patients outside.

He seemed to be mentally normal.

Zhao Yi chatted with him for a while.

The boy in the room was articulate and logical.

The boy told Zhao Yi that when he was born, his mother threw him into the toilet. It was the director of the mental hospital who threw him into the toilet.

Take him in.

He grew up here since he was a child. His favorite program is the missionary platform. He watches it several times or dozens of times every day and listens to the pastor chanting those words.

He wants to be a good man like a priest, help others, bathe in the holy light, and go to the paradise of Eden after death.

Zhao glanced at the light in the boy's room and smiled:

"Is that your holy light?"

The boy was stunned, looked back, and smiled:

"Yes!"

"Although it is brighter, it is really warm under the light!"

Zhao nodded, said goodbye to him, and went to the darkroom.

The dark red exposure is like providing the darkroom with the color of blood, which makes people very uncomfortable. If a player with a poor mental tolerance enters, san may be affected.

After all... there is a killer in this madhouse who may appear at any time!

Searched it once.

There is nothing related to the camera.

There is no film.

"If there are none of these things in the darkroom... then there are unlikely to be any in other places."

"Either these things cannot be found in this mission at all..."

"Or... they are hidden in a very strange place. I need to receive a hint from my 'future self' before I can get them."

Zhao Yi quickly made up his mind.

After returning to his room, Luo Qili sent a message not long after.

"The floor of the room is a little empty."

Zhao Yi remained calm and replied:

"There is a secret passage in the asylum."