Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 145

There was no sound coming from the loudspeaker.

"drop--"

Accompanied by the flashing red light, the iron door made a clattering metal crash sound, and slowly closed behind several people.

The group continued to move forward.

Su Cheng lowered his voice and asked, "So, what do you want?"

Wen Jianyan pushed the cart, shook his head slowly, and replied:

"To be honest, I'm not sure."

The information he has at hand is still too little, like a firefly in the vast night, not enough to see the whole picture of the whole world, the only thing he can do is to follow the only clues at hand. groped.

Each ward is far apart, separated from each other by iron gates, which is more like a high-security prison than part of a nursing home.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the cold and long, inexplicable sense of unease.

After a long time, they finally came to Ward 01.

Although the area of ​​the underground ward is equally narrow, the walls are exactly the same as those of the prison. The thick and strong iron railings are welded to death, the door is locked, and there is a small sliding door for delivering meals.

The lights in the ward were dimmed.

The entire ward 01 was shrouded in darkness where one could not see his fingers, and he could not see what was inside.

Luce squatted down, took out a plastic dinner plate from the cart, poured out another lentil soup, put everything on the push-pull opening, and pushed it inward.

The sound of metal scraping echoed in the dark space.

It was still dead silent inside.

Several people looked at each other, and without stopping too much, pushed the cart and walked towards the next ward.

Behind the crowd, the plate lay quietly on the spot, as if it had no intention of being taken away.

Ward 02 was also pitch black, as cold and dead as a cave.

The second plate was placed on top of the push-pull plate and pushed into the depths of the ward.

Unsurprisingly, the same goes for Ward 03.

After leaving Ward 03, everyone's faces showed puzzled expressions.

Originally, they went to the second basement to deliver meals because they were mentally prepared to meet all kinds of terrifying high-risk patients. However, they had already passed three of the five wards. Not only did nothing happen, but I haven't even seen half of a figure...

This is somewhat strange.

At this moment, Luce recalled the question that Wen Jianyan asked at the beginning, and frowned slightly:

"Could it be that the doctor did something?"

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and pushed the cart forward.

Since entering the lower second floor, he has been extraordinarily quiet and has not spoken to anyone.

Huang Mao scratched his head and said cautiously, "However, if nothing happened this trip, wouldn't it be a bad thing?"

"..."

Several people looked at each other.

It is true.

Soon, the fourth iron gate was in sight.

After the harsh "beep" sound, the iron door opened again, and the passage leading to Ward 04 was opened.

Several people took a deep breath, cheered up, and stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, the light in the ward of No. 04 was on, and the pale and cold light illuminated the small cell. For the first time, everyone finally saw the internal structure of the ward on the second basement floor.

An iron bed that was nailed to its place, with a narrow sink and toilet at one end away from the bed, but in the midst of the sparseness, this ward was extraordinarily neat, clean and well-organized.

There were large and small drawing papers on the walls, but without exception, all the drawings were turned upside down, revealing only the gray-white back.

A slender man sat at the table with his head down, holding a charcoal pen between his fingers, scribbling on a piece of paper.

He has a very handsome face with a deep outline, high brow bones, deep sunken eye sockets, very light gray eyes, a cold and melancholy expression, with a classical extravagance, as if it is out of tune with this crazy and bloody world .

Hearing footsteps, he raised his eyes and looked over here.

"Good day."

The man nodded politely to everyone and put down the charcoal in his hand.

It's a pity that everyone here is a veteran anchor who is struggling in the dungeon, and no one will be deceived by the guy's seemingly harmless appearance.

Those who are locked up on the second basement floor are absolutely high-risk mental patients, and they can't be ordinary people.

At the moment of seeing No. 04, the task list was refreshed with new tasks.

[The primary mission has been released: see? ? ? 's paintings]

[Advanced task has been released: know? ? ? real name]

Several people looked at each other vigilantly, but did not answer.

Su Cheng leaned down and opened the door of the metal cart, but before he could take out the dinner plate inside, No. 04 spoke again:

"Excuse me, can I appoint a carer to deliver the meal?"

All eyes turned to look over.

No. 04 was sitting in the same place, with toner on his slender fingers, and his long smooth and soft gray hair tied behind his head. If it weren't for him wearing the same hospital clothes as everyone else, it would almost make people suspect that he was in a towering state. In the ancient castle, the master with deep eyes like a lake received him with the highest etiquette.

Su Cheng reflexively became vigilant: "No."

No. 04 nodded, no longer making any demands, but lowered his eyes and continued to paint and draw on the paper.

"..."

Luce frowned slightly. He raised his hand and put his hand on Su Cheng's shoulder, preventing him from making the next move. Immediately afterwards, he looked up at No. 04 and asked inquiringly:

"Who do you want to bring you food?"

The sound of the charcoal rubbing on the paper stopped.

No. 04 raised his eyes, those light gray eyes moved slightly and landed on Wen Jianyan, who was at the end of the team. His voice was low and delicate, like a cello:

"May I trouble you, please?"

Following No. 04's line of sight, everyone turned their heads and looked at Wen Jianyan.

"let me?"

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly and asked back.

The gray-eyed man nodded, speaking with a sense of restraint brought by a good education:

"I won't force it if you don't want it."

"Why would I be unwilling, this is just my job," Wen Jianyan suddenly smiled: "However, as a reward, can you answer me a question?"

"certainly."

04 smiles: "Quid pro quo." (Latin: Equivalent Exchange)

Wen Jianyan took the plastic plate from Su Cheng, asked Luce to put the lentil soup on the plate, and then walked up slowly.

No. 04 also stood up synchronously, and walked step by step towards the small door where things were passed.

Wen Jianyan put the food on the pulled out metal plate. Instead of immediately pushing the metal plate to the other side of the iron door, she raised her eyes and looked at the man's gray eyes that were close at hand.

The other party's figure is not strong, and even looks extra slender because of his slenderness, but after getting closer, Wen Jianyan realized that the other party was still half a head taller than himself.

"..."

Goddamn disparity.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and asked slowly:

"What did Dr. Reese want you to do?"

"What? Do you care about him?" No. 04 asked softly, looking at the young man who was only one floor away from him with his eyes lowered.

Wen Jianyan didn't answer the question, just looked at each other calmly.

"All right."

Realizing that Wen Jianyan was not going to provide him with any information, the other party easily compromised and politely stopped asking, "Doctor Reiss is just here to conduct a physical examination on us."

"..."

Is that all there is to it?

Wen Jian frowned without a trace, released his fingers on the plate, and pushed it in instead.

"Thank you."

No. 04 picked up the plate and nodded in thanks.

"What's the content of the inspection?" Wen Jianyan asked.

"Before I answer this question, you need to answer my question," No. 04 raised his eyes and repeated, "Do you care about him?"

"of course not."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes, her amber eyes flashed under the long and dense eyelashes, the corners of her lips raised carelessly, and she easily spit out sweet words that didn't bother her:

"It's better to say that I care more about you than him."

No. 04 laughed, and he couldn't tell whether he believed Wen Jianyan's answer, but said happily, "Some routine inspection items, blood drawing, heart rhythm, and drug check, etc., are nothing unusual."

Wen Jianyan: "did he always come to check on you at this time?"

No. 04 didn't answer, he leaned down, his long soft eyelashes drooped, he leaned close and sniffed softly in the air: "You smell of blood, leather and alcohol... You went to his treatment room ,Right?"

"Yes."

Wen Jianyan nodded without hesitation, looked straight at the other party, and repeated, "Does he always come to check on you at this time?"

"Do not."

No. 04 shook his head and said, "Tomorrow is the medical examination day. Generally speaking, he rarely comes to the second basement at this time."

The air was stagnant, and the voice of the conversation between the two reverberated in the narrow space, with a bit of a strange tacit understanding that they knew each other well, which made the few people listening subconsciously breathe lightly and tighten their bodies, as if It was watching the dark vortex so close at hand beneath the calm waters.

After a brief silence, Wen Jianyan suddenly spoke again:

"Can I see your painting?"

"certainly."

No. 04's gray eyes show a light and cold texture under the light, like a layer of light mist, hiding all emotions in it.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not make any request this time, but turned around, walked to the position where he had just sat, and picked up the unfinished painting.

He came over and pasted the picture on the iron gate.

The rest of the people came over curiously, and after seeing the content on the screen, they couldn't help but look shocked and almost forgot how to breathe.

On the paper is a picture of a young man whose limbs have been cut off. The only deformed limb that is left is penetrated by sharp weapons. There are flesh-eating vines growing on the broken limbs. The vines are covered with small white flowers, entwining tightly around him. Above his neck, his slender body leaned back under the violent emotional tide, his body was helplessly open, his expression was painful and joyful, and the long-haired man who was being pressed on him recklessly violated.

Superb painting skills, delicate strokes.

The severed limbs and wounds were lifelike, as if they could smell the strong smell of blood.

Dark, bloody, terrifying, uncomfortable.

【Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the task: see? ? ? 's paintings

Bonus points: 200]

"..."

Wen Jianyan's expression was extremely difficult to see.

- The person in the picture has a face exactly like him.

*

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"..."

"..."

"……I go."

"I think I seem to understand that when this dungeon started, why was there a barrage saying that the real perverts are still behind..."

"Here, there are too many perverts staring at the anchor! I'm shocked, is there any setting for the anchor to be 100% targeted by perverts?"

Several people left Ward 04 with the fastest speed.

"Grass... This guy makes my hair stand on end." Huang Mao couldn't help but shrank his shoulders and said with lingering fears.

Su Cheng nodded in agreement, with an indescribable expression on his face: "Me too."

The two secretly glanced at Wen Jianyan.

To say who of all the people has received the biggest impact, it must be him - after all, being drawn into a painting means being targeted by this high-risk patient as prey, and it is still such a dark fantasy...

Even if it didn't happen to either of them, they couldn't help but feel horrified by the painting.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, pushed the cart and walked at the end, ignoring all the sights that were thrown at him, and seemed a little absent-minded.

In fact, when he asked to see the content of the other party's painting, he had almost guessed that the content in the painting was probably not a good thing, and it was very likely related to him.

However, after seeing this painting with his own eyes on the other side's fantasy, Wen Jianyan couldn't help being shocked.

The perversion in this copy...

Why are they playing so big?

Most importantly, why did they all stare at him?

Wen Jianyan couldn't figure it out.

He admitted that in the previous dungeons, he often offended various bosses, but in this dungeon, the feeling of being "taken care of" is too strong. After meeting with patient 04, the The illusion is almost at its peak.

You know, Wen Jianyan had never met No. 04 anywhere before the food delivery came here, but when they first met, the other party appointed him to deliver the food.

And that painting...

Wen Jianyan remembered that before they pushed the car in, the painting had already started on No. 04, that is to say, most of the painting was completed before the two of them met.

This leads to two conjectures.

In the first case, the other party first drew the pose and background, and then completed the face of the person in the painting after seeing himself.

The second situation is that before Wen Jianyan came to Ward 04, the other party already knew what he looked like, and combined his face with his own fantasy and put it into writing.

If it was the first situation, Wen Jianyan had nothing to say.

To actually make the other party "fall in love" at first sight, maybe he really has a certain physique that attracts perverts...

But if it's the second case...

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, her eyes involuntarily fell on the edge of the metal cart, the picture of Dr. Reiss pressing his hand on it flashed in his mind, and a faint conjecture slowly formed in his mind.

Maybe it's what this guy did.

Wen Jianyan had a hunch that if he knew the answer to this question, he might be able to figure out why this dungeon became so weird.

While he was contemplating, several people had come to Ward 05.

The lights in Ward 05 are bright, but there is no one in it—this is normal. According to what several people know about the system in the Ping An Sanatorium, although these patients are imprisoned in the second basement, it is not completely without any The opportunity to let loose, they have the opportunity to apply for free movement once a month, go to the lounge or the playground, and stay there for a period of time, under the premise of being handcuffed and closely monitored.

If they perform poorly and are too violent, they can also be sent to solitary confinement.

Several people pushed the fifth meal into the ward as usual.

【Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the task: delivering meals to the ward on the second basement floor

Bonus points: 500]

The next thing you need to do is to get out of here as quickly as possible.

"This is the emergency exit."

Across the iron gate, the guard behind Ward 5 did not lift his head and said coldly, "Go from the front."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and had to go back the same way.

When passing by Ward 04, everyone's heart couldn't help but lift slightly, but No. 04 just sat quietly on the bed with the plastic dinner plate on the side, and the food inside was still untouched.

Swish, swish.

There was a sound of charcoal rubbing against the paper.

While No. 04 smeared on the paper, he raised his pale gray eyes from time to time. There was neither murderous intent nor lust in his eyes.

Feeling the other person's real gaze, Wen Jianyan couldn't help the chills on her back, and instinctively quickened her pace.

Just a few tens of seconds but a long time like a century.

Finally, the man's sight was blocked by the wall, and Wen Jianyan was relieved.

Room 03 and Room 02 were the same as when they passed by before. The plastic dinner plates were placed in their original places, and there was no trace of being passed.

Several people left in a hurry.

Soon, Ward 01 appeared in front of him.

Across the long and narrow corridor, you can see the iron gate in the distance. The red light flashes on it. The guard is sitting in the narrow room and seems to be bowing his head.

As long as you pass this door, you can leave here with all your tails.

Several people couldn't help but cheer up.

In the dead silence and deep corridor, the sound of footsteps that gradually hurried echoed.

It's near, it's near, it's right in front of you.

leaving soon!

"Bang!"

Hearing a violent sound made everyone tremble.

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

I saw that the metal push-pull board in Ward 01 was pushed out without warning, and the plastic food tray on it had disappeared, replaced by a bloody, steaming heart.

"!!!"

Everyone couldn't help but look horrified.

..."Bang."

There was a muffled sound at the end of the corridor not far away.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from—

The door of the guard's room slowly opened from the inside, the guard with his head down fell heavily to the ground, the scarlet blood slowly dizzy from under his body, and it was particularly dazzling under the red light.

The next second, with a "squeak", the door of Ward 01 was pushed open from the inside.

A tall figure stepped out of the ward step by step.

The visitor is very familiar.

Tousled blond hair, pale blue eyes, and a beast-like body.

The hospital clothes on his body were covered with bloodstains, and it was impossible to tell who it came from. They covered each other deeply and shallowly.

Wen Jianyan's heart was beating wildly.

He really didn't expect that after the infighting in the treatment room, both Dr. Reese and Edward were unscathed, with all beards and tails.

Wen Jianyan was really disappointed when he saw these two people appearing in front of him in turn.

He originally thought that these two people would lose both, at least one of them would die.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the ward with the door open to the side. Through the lights in the corridor, he could vaguely see the familiar huge custom-made iron bed inside.

A guess slowly rose from my mind:

"You live in Ward 1?"

Although Wen Jianyan first saw Edward in the confinement room, the confinement room is at most a temporary residence for the patient, that is to say, Edward must have his own cell.

As a high-risk patient, the second basement is obviously a good fit for him.

"right."

Edward's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's body, his lips were slightly raised, and he said in an almost gentle tone:

"I knew you would come to me."

The mad dog slowly stepped forward, raised his hand, and lightly picked up the bloody heart on the iron plate. The strong and tall body brought a sense of terrifying oppression that could not be ignored:

"Look, it's a gift."

Edward smiled, and under the pale red lips were sharp white teeth.

He handed over his heart:

"I specially dug it out and brought it to you, do you like it?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

It's over, after the last confrontation, this guy really thinks that he is a fan of the bloody and violent aesthetics just like him.

"That viper said some really bad things to me."

Edward stepped forward, his unkempt blond hair lowered, and his pale blue eyes stared at Wen Jianyan, "he said, you are a liar, and the reason why you said those things to me is just to make me die."

The smooth heart was squeezed in his palm, dripping blood.

"Baby, he's lying, isn't he?"

"……right."

Wen Jianyan answered dryly.

"Great, I knew it."

The mad dog stared at Wen Jianyan, smiled tenderly and sweetly, and the depths of his pale blue eyes flashed with an extremely paranoid mad look:

"In that case, you must be willing to dye such a beautiful color?"

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"?!"

"!!!"

"Grass, isn't this a declaration of murder!!! Ah ah ah ah, the anchor, run!!!"

Without any hesitation, Wen Jianyan turned around and ran away.

"Emergency channel, hurry up!"

He used the fastest speed to activate the props, throwing a speed buff on himself and Su Cheng, who was not at the same level as the anchor.

The other streamers were also chased by Edward, and they all knew about this guy's inhuman physical strength. They all used props for themselves, and ran all the way to the emergency passage behind Ward No. 5!

Heavy footsteps followed.

In the corridor, a chase battle is in full swing.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, turned her head and glanced at the high-risk patient with blood all over her back.

——He doesn’t believe it anymore, this time the doorman will refuse them because it is not an emergency!

Unconsciously, several people ran back to the vicinity of Ward No. 3.

"When - when - when -"

The familiar bell came from a distance, penetrated the thick ground and walls, and rang in the ears without warning, like the buzzing of a death knell, bringing an almost terrifying association in people's hearts.

Oops.

bad bad bad bad!

Everyone's faces were white.

The scene around him was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The iron gate in front of the corridor was wide open, and the deep corridor extended into the darkness, branching out like a blood vessel.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's face became even worse.

Oh shit.

He remembered that the fourth ward was in front.