If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 776 The Sixth Person

Cold, trembling.
Chu Zihang seemed to have had a very long dream, but now he woke up from the dream.

The moment he woke up, Chu Zihang didn't open his eyes, his breathing was steady without any change, and the muscles all over his body relaxed to the extreme to maintain the current state.

In the darkness with his eyes closed, he first confirmed his physical condition, no missing limbs, no obvious wounds, but his consciousness was still slightly chaotic and fuzzy after recovering, and there was no blunt pain in the back of the head, so it can be considered as inhalation, injection According to the degree of thirst, it can be judged that the coma time is about five hours.

Now he is in a sitting position, with his head drooping naturally, his hands flat on the armrests of the chair on both sides, and his feet close to the legs of the chair.Since he was kept awake in this way of sitting, he could conclude that his hands and feet were tied to the chair without having to struggle to testify.

There is the endless running noise of industrial machinery in my ears, and the pungent smell of copper rust and dust can easily be smelled with a slight twitch of the nose. The whole environment is vibrating slightly. Earthquake?No, soon Chu Zihang felt a slight sense of weightlessness, and then the vibration stopped after a heavy landing.

It was at this time that Chu Zihang probably understood his situation, so he stopped hiding and raised his head and opened his eyes, but the eternally burning golden pupils did not emit any gleam, and someone thoughtfully put them on for him A pair of contact lenses covered the savage sharpness in those pupils.

Sure enough, he was in an abandoned elevator at this time, and the elevator light above his head was flashing a cold white light like a horror movie, illuminating the surrounding walls of the elevator that had been painted with stains of rust by time. A chair, the whole body is made of metal, just like the elevator is full of brown rust. No, is it blood?
Chu Zihang turned his head sideways and fixed his eyes on the metal chair armrests whose hands were firmly bound by steel wires. Those dark red marks were too deep in color. According to his experience, they were more like left after blood dried up than rust. The dry shell. That means he wasn't the first guest on this chair.

The iron wires that bind hands and feet on the chair are not thick, even extremely thin, but they are full of incredible toughness and sharpness. Chu Zihang felt a tingling pain on his wrist when he slightly raised his hand. Blood seeped out from around the wire that was deeply embedded in the skin, which also told an obvious fact-if you want to break free from this chair, you can, but you need to be prepared to lose all your hands and feet, but anyone with a little brain can Will not try it lightly.

But compared to the restricted status quo, his attention at this time is more focused on the ground, that is, the floor of the elevator. There is actually a track under the metal chair, extending all the way to the closed opening of the elevator door. , This reminds me of the conveyor belt of an automatic assembly line. Is the person on the chair the pig waiting to be slaughtered on the conveyor belt?

The joke is not funny.

There was a crisp ding-dong sound from the elevator, and the rusty elevator doors parted, and what Chu Zihang saw was pitch blackness, which was completely unable to be illuminated by the weak light source of the elevator.

Chu Zihang's night vision ability is not good, looking into the deep darkness, he can only see the endless unknown, he looked up at the floor display on the elevator, the LCD screen has already been broken, but it is not known if it is used by others The blood or the red of the paint wrote three words: terminal.

"The terminal is here. Passengers who haven't got off the car, please get off in time, and be sure to bring your belongings." The voice announcement actually sounded in the elevator, and the low voice synthesized by electronics came from the disrepaired speaker.

If Lu Mingfei were here, he would probably complain that he was on the set of "Chain Saw" by mistake, but it is a pity that Chu Zihang has not even seen that movie, and the current scene is nothing more than a fundamentalist drama to him. The kidnapping case of an American-style perverted killer.

After the voice broadcast ended, the metal chair under Chu Zihang made a "beep" sound, and the whole chair started to move on the track, leading Chu Zihang towards the outside of the elevator door.

The deep darkness is rushing towards your face, and at the same time, there is a strong smell of blood, just like entering a slaughterhouse by mistake. The deeper the creaking rails and metal chairs go into this dark passage, the more disgusting the smell of blood will be. .

Chu Zihang sat on the chair expressionlessly and let himself be driven forward. After being deprived of vision by the darkness, his sense of hearing and smell were magnified to the limit, especially the sense of hearing and touch.

According to the calculation of his coma time, the current time should be in the daytime. Even if there is an error of more than an hour, it can be determined that it is in the afternoon, but there is no light here, even if there is no light at all. Humidity and the trajectory of the elevator just now. He should be in an underground facility now.

Where was he before he passed out?

The memory rolled back, and finally stopped in front of an abandoned hospital building on the outskirts of the coastal city Yes, he returned to that coastal city during the summer vacation, and was about to enter an abandoned hospital to investigate some things during the vacation, but He has no memory of anything after entering the hospital.

Suddenly, he, who was still silently remembering, looked straight at the end of this passage, because there he caught more breaths—the breaths of living people.

A door opened in the dark, accompanied by the sound of horror movies, the smell of blood suddenly faded a little, and the cold air rushed towards his face, he walked through the long and closed corridor to a spacious environment, Several heartbeats also sounded in Chu Zihang's perception, at least he is not lonely here.

The metal chair stopped after moving forward for a short distance, and then there was dead silence. Chu Zihang turned his head and looked into the darkness, and his eyes stayed on each heartbeat. After a rough calculation, there were about five heartbeats, including himself. six people.

Six people were beating in the dark, but there were only four breathing sounds. Chu Zihang glanced at the two heartbeats that had no breathing sound, and almost at the same time felt that eyes fell on him. It seemed that the matter Much more interesting than imagined.

Behind him, the door that Chu Zihang had just passed slammed shut. The loud noise was like a switch. The electric current passed through the wall and the wires made a crackling sound. At the round table, six figures stood side by side and sat around the table. Behind each of them was the same metal chair. The white light shone on their faces, either with fear, indifference, or bewilderment.

Chu Zihang lowered his eyes slightly, and looked up after his pupils accepted the brightness of the light. He is now in a spacious airtight room, about the size of a conference room, and the walls are covered with flakes of chalk, except for the round table in the middle. Other furnishings and sundries, no further information can be found to determine the location.

Apart from Chu Zihang, there are five people on the round table, four men and one woman. They wear different clothes and react differently. They may be anxious or calm. There is also a track extending to the door under the chairs they are sitting on. It is not difficult to guess. They came here in the same way as Chu Zihang.

Judging from the distance between the six people sitting around, there is no room left at the round table. Everyone seemed to be choked by the strange atmosphere, and they didn't say a word or scream, and they all looked at each other in silence. Watching each other, waiting for the development of the situation.

There was a 3-minute silence, complete silence, and only the heartbeat and breathing of each other could be heard.

"Looks like everyone is equally unlucky."

Finally someone spoke.

The first to break the silence was a man with a well-proportioned body and strong arms on Chu Zihang's oblique right. His face was close to a vicissitudes of life. He was 40 years old, with bun ears, and there were scars left by healing on his cheeks and jaws. He was wearing a black suit. Jacket with a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses tucked into the collar of the jacket.

"I think we're in a pretty bad place right now. I don't see any vents here. Assuming that door doesn't open anymore, we'll probably die here in an hour from lack of oxygen." Black Jacket The man stated the facts he had observed in a very calm tone. It was rare for someone to maintain as keen observation as Chu Zihang under such circumstances.

"I'm afraid this fact will not happen." Someone spoke again, and the eyes of the man in the black jacket and others fell on the only woman in front of the round table.

It was a woman wearing a doctor's white coat, but even the loose coat couldn't cover her hot figure that would make every director lovesick. She had lipstick and light makeup, and a pair of extremely iconic phoenix eyes were shining in the light. Because of the reason, there is a little more confusion.

"Why?" Chu Zihang became the third person to speak, and the tone of the question was as flat as a simple question.

"What a handsome boy, you must have received a certificate of three good students in your school, right? I don't know if the handsome guy's distorted face because of the fear of death will be more brilliant than ordinary people." The woman in the white coat stared at After a while, Chu Zihang actually let out a giggle, which made many people's expressions a little weird.

"Why can you still laugh in this situation?" The fourth person couldn't help but speak. It was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His face was long and narrow and looked very shrewd, but now it was filled with panic.

He was wearing a sand-colored corduroy suit that fit perfectly, a blue shirt with a coffee star dot tie and a blue inner shirt. Most people can only wear a sales suit in a suit, but you will only see a lot of "successful people" on him Four words, although I don't know whether it is derogatory or commendatory.

"Wow, the suit is nice, custom-made? Edward sexton or Tom Ford? It must have cost you a lot of money, right?" The woman in the white coat turned her head and whistled frivolously. whistler, but now it seems the tables are turned.

"Is it time to talk about this now?" The woman's teasing made the man in the suit feel a little bit on the verge of losing control of his emotions, but even so, he sat still in the chair, because everyone's hands and feet were sharpened by the same Some abnormal iron wires were tightly bound, and no one dared to bet whether his wrist bones were hard or the iron wires were tough.

"You don't seem to be worried about your situation." Chu Zihang looked at the woman and said again.

"Aren't you the same? Handsome boy." The woman stared at Chu Zihang and said with a low giggle.

"Does anyone know what time it is? Accurate to the date?" Someone spoke again, and it was a big boy sitting on Chu Zihang's left.

He is about the same age as Chu Zihang, wearing a uniform of an unknown school, with neat broken hair, and a cross pendant in front of his body. Although his appearance is not as good as Chu Zihang's, he can be regarded as attractive. Teen girls scream styles too.

"Another handsome boy, sister, am I lucky?" The woman laughed and laughed again, and even cast a wink at the boy and Chu Zihang who were sitting together, which made other men a little disturbed. Her Whether the behavior should be said to be completely inconsistent with the baggy doctor's coat, or whether it is "completely in line" in a certain way. No one knows.

This school uniform Chu Zihang is now turning his head to observe the young boy beside him. He seems to have a certain impression of the other party's clothes. This should be the school uniform of a private high school in the north of Chengbei, which is as famous as Shilan Middle School. Home High School is famous for being on par with Shilan Middle School in terms of tuition fees and style of study. After these years of development, it has a faint feeling of being second to Shilan Middle School.

"I hope someone can answer my question, so I'll ask again, does anyone know what time it is?" the boy in school uniform spoke again, ignoring the woman's teasing, with a calm tone.

“啊呀有够冷淡啊.姐姐我昏迷了大概八个小时吧。如果我算得不错的话，那么现在的时间应该是下午01:30，7月16日的下午01:30。”白大褂女人轻轻打了个哈欠说，她精准吐出的情报让楚子航多看了她一眼。

"July 7? Does this mean I was in a coma for two days?" Someone whispered.

"Kidnapping? Extortion? If I'm a kidnapper, I'm sure I'm not stupid enough to let all chickens get together. Don't you think it's troublesome to tear up the ticket?" A deep and thick male voice suddenly sounded, interrupting everyone .

Five gazes cast their gazes, the one who spoke and the last one to speak was a ruthless character with a big waist and round waist, even the chair he was sitting on was one size bigger than others, he was wearing a vest full of sweat stains, and he was naked The thigh-thick arms of a man in a suit, and the words "not to be messed with" are written in almost every wrinkle on his fleshy face.

". Dare to do something to me? Ma Xiazi or Brother Long did it? No matter who I am, I will make him regret being born, and he will be chopped off if he does something that is not morally moral." The man with flowery arms He gritted his teeth as if he was quite dissatisfied with his situation, his eyes turned left and right, only when he saw a woman in a white coat, the latter turned away with an "oh" sound as if he had seen a poop Face.

"Wait. You. Are you Jiang Shouyi? The suspect who was only sentenced to three years of probation in the second trial of the murder in an underground casino half a year ago?" The man in the black jacket who spoke first suddenly locked his eyes on the man in the suit with flowery arms, as if he had seen him He frowned tightly like a big trouble.

"Do you recognize me?" The man with the flower arm looked up and down the man in the black jacket.

"Answer yes or no," the man in the black jacket whispered.

"There are only a few people named Jiang Shouyi, and I am the only one who is famous. Who else can I be?" The exhilarating feeling of being a "celebrity".

"After all, your tattoo is more recognizable than your face that has been chewed by a dog. It's hard not to recognize it." The man in the black jacket stared at the arm of the man with the flower arm, and many fonts could be seen in the complex and lush patterns. Such as "real", "filial piety", "yi", "righteousness", "virtue", "faith", "mei" and so on.
The man in the black jacket stared at the man with the flowery arm, his face was full of danger, if it wasn't for his restricted movement, he might have stood up and rushed towards him by now.

"Tiaozi? It's interesting, but sir, don't talk nonsense. What kind of society is black? Only those who go to the court and are defined can be called gangsters. We can be regarded as idle and bad elements in society at most. Your label is too big for me. Jiang Shouyi won't be able to eat it." The flower-armed man grinned and said with a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Are you a policeman?" The man in the suit looked at the man in the black jacket and was stunned. "Why are policemen also kidnapped?"

"This is not a simple kidnapping." The man in the black jacket, who was also the identified policeman at the scene, said lightly.

His eyes swept over everyone in front of the round table, "Can you tell me about the last time and place you stayed in memory before being kidnapped and comatose? If you don't know the exact duration of the coma, just report the date and time. I need some intelligence to sort out the situation."

(End of this chapter)