There was the sound of water dripping in the room. It was very soft, but Jiang Cheng and Fatty captured it in the quiet room. They turned to the source of the sound. It came from a dark corner of the room. It felt like a mist separated them from it.
Jiang Cheng contemplated for a few seconds before walking towards it. Fatty reached out his hand to stop Jiang Cheng, but he failed to grab even Jiang Cheng’s shirt. He gritted his teeth and followed Jiang Cheng.
First step, second step…
Fatty’s heart rose to his throat. As he came closer to the corner, he saw the source of the dripping. It was a giant… red wooden box. It had a classical look. The four corners were framed with copper. It was probably several thousand years old. In Fatty’s memory, the last time he saw something similar was when he visited his grandmother in the countryside.
There was another drip.
He looked down. A wooden rack was placed under the box, raising the box about 20 cm aboveground. Fatty immediately noticed the pool of water underneath the box. No… it was not water. It was blood!
It was confirmed by the scent. After experiencing so many horrors, Fatty didn’t react that much this time. If the extent of Su Yu’s trap was just scaring them with a pool of blood, Fatty was fine with it. However, that was clearly not the case.
Something inside the box was bleeding…
Fatty stared at the box as many horrible images filled up his mind. As he was frozen by imagination, Jiang Cheng walked forward and removed the lid of the box with one fell swoop.
Once Fatty had a clearer look, he sucked in a cold breath.
Inside the box… was Zhen Jianren. Or, more accurately, it was Zhen Jianren’s dead body. His limbs were bent like origami so that his whole body could fit into the box. One of his elbows was snapped fully backwards.
However, the scariest thing was Zhen Jianren’s eyes. They were missing. There were holes in his head. Fresh blood gurgled out of them before dripping down the nose of his bridge. Just like Li Yanwei, his eyes had been dug out by Chen Yao.
“Doctor,” Fatty asked in a shaking voice, “Why did others have their jaws taken away, but he had his eyes gouged out?”
Half a beat later, Jiang Cheng slowly answered, “His eyes were not dug out by Chen Yao.”
“Hmm?” Fatty was startled. He looked at Jiang Cheng with confusion, “Doctor, do you mean…”
Cutting him off, Jiang Cheng reached into the box to pull out one of Zhen Jianren’s hands. Fatty saw that the hand was smothered in blood. The hand gripped tightly into a fist as if holding something firmly.
Jiang Cheng slowly pried his hand open.
Out of curiosity, Fatty leaned forward to look. The next second, his face paled. He saw two milky-white spheres in Zhen Jianren’s palm.
One of them rolled out of the hand, landed on the floor and rolled towards Fatty. It knocked against Fatty’s shoes and stopped moving.
Fatty was so scared that he could not speak. His legs wobbled, and he wanted to sit down. However, his remaining rationality told him that if he did, he might sit on Zhen Jianren’s eyeball. Fatty somehow stomached his fear. He didn’t make any sound or do anything crazy.
Fatty stared at Zhen Jianren’s hand. His world was shattered. He couldn’t imagine what would prompt his former teammate to do this. It was so scary…
Zhen Jianren, Xu Wen and Zhang Yinyin…
Among them, he was like a lamb. Even though he was large in size, his experience, intellect, and madness were several leagues behind them.
He suddenly thought of something and looked at Jiang Cheng. The latter was examining the other eyeball in the dead man’s hand. Fatty almost lost his breath when he saw Jiang Cheng squeeze the eyeball like a stress ball.
If his teammates were monsters, then… what was the Doctor?
This was the man who manipulated and controlled all the monsters!
For example, Zhen Jianren’s little trick was instantly exposed by Doctor when the mission started. He was basically Jiang Cheng’s target. Zhen Jianren lost many nights of sleep due to the coin, the handprint on the wall, and the ghost’s drawing of him.
Fatty looked at Zhen Jianren in the box with pity. After he died, he had no idea he had been tricked so many times. Zhen Jianren appeared to be a clever person. Unfortunately, he ran into Jiang Cheng.
At that moment, Fatty noticed Zhen Jianren’s hand, which held the singular eyeball, suddenly twitched. Fatty was about to open his mouth to warn Jiang Cheng. The next second, the hand suddenly surged forward to grab Jiang Cheng’s wrist.
“Doctor!” Fatty shouted.
Jiang Cheng appeared to be surprised as well. He stood there, not moving.
As Fatty looked on in fear, Zhen Jianren wiggled his dead body loose and slowly stood up in a miraculous and scary manner. In desperation, Fatty tossed the water bottle he had held at Zhen Jianren, who had come back alive. It would appear… this was Su Yu’s trap…
However, Fatty had yet to learn how the man had managed this.
The bottle hit Zhen Jianren squarely on his head. It landed with a dull thud. However, it was just an empty water bottle. It did nothing but make Zhen Jianren’s body sway slightly.
Zhen Jianren opened his mouth. The blood that leaked out of his eye holes flowed into his mouth.
Just as Fatty thought Zhen Jianren was about to bite and end Jiang Cheng’s life, a voice that sounded like someone was drowning pleaded, “Save me!” The standing Zhen Jianren wailed in pain, “I’m not dead… Cough… I’m still alive!”
Blood bubbles floated out his lips. In the dark and unknown environment, this situation made it impossible for people to think clearly.