The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 88 Ziliang's Game ([-])
"Okay! Then what?" The man snapped Ziliang's chatter.

"You flew to this city overnight. You should be attending some kind of meeting. You will only stay for a few days. During this time, 'Jigsaw' doesn't seem to have enough free time to set up surveillance lines. After all, we are all in the same Time to get together is already hard, so."

"You mean he had to watch us, that's why he got in among us?"

"Yes, he must see our 'salvation'. This is his belief, or in other words, it is a satisfaction for his morbid psychology. If he cannot see it, all this is meaningless to him." Ziliang Continue to speak in a calm tone.

This sentence made everyone start to look at each other, their eyes filled with horror.

Ziliang, as if he didn't see everyone's panicked expressions at all, continued to say with empty eyes:
"Actually, when I just walked out of the first small room emitting poison gas, I noticed a very strange phenomenon. I saw the dust in the corridor. Although it was very dark, there were still some traces left.

All the rooms have traces of being dragged, but in front of one room, there are footprints."

Irene probably still hadn't recovered from the fear just now, she almost couldn't think about it and asked: "Footprints. What does that mean?"

Ziliang rubbed his head helplessly:

"The footprints mean that one of us was not dragged in unconscious...but walked in"

"Ah-"

With an exclamation, Irene seemed to have just realized it. She clutched her chest and took a few steps back quickly, then bumped into the pale man with stumps who was still slumped by the wall, and fell down. on the ground.

At the same time, everyone once again kept a distance of at least one meter from the people around them.

"You mean, the person who walked in was 'Jigsaw'?" said the bald uncle!
Ziliang didn't speak, just shrugged his shoulders, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

At this time, the man in the suit seemed to think of something: "It doesn't seem to be certain. If the person you mentioned was not dragged in, but was carried in, then it is normal that there is only one set of footprints in front of his room."

"Indeed, that's what I thought at the beginning." Ziliang interrupted him very rudely: "But then, I immediately denied this idea, because the person who walked out of this door , it is not so easy to be picked up... right, Mr. Andrew."

Ziliang looked at him slowly.

"Damn! What the hell are you talking about?" Andrew gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words fiercely between his teeth.

Ziliang spread his hands: "It's just a guess, don't be so nervous, in fact, you can easily prove that you are not a 'jigsaw', because you still carry that player with you."

Andrew seemed to understand Ziliang's words immediately: "Yes! Look! If I were 'Jigsaw', why would I leave such a tape for myself? I can't finish recording it for myself, right!"

"Maybe you're just trying to hide people's eyes and ears. After all, if you don't have the tape, it will look suspicious." The man with glasses said.

"You fart, I can play the tape to you now." Andrew growled, but suddenly, he froze.

At this moment, everyone immediately frowned.

"What's the matter?" The man in the suit realized that something was wrong, and had already put on a defensive posture.

"Yeah, Mr. Andrew, why don't you play the tape and listen, maybe I'm mistaken, after all, the corridor is so dark, how can you see any footprints--play the tape, so you can The suspicion is cleared." Ziliang smiled: "Or is there something on the tape that we can't listen to?"

Andrew turned around sharply, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn the bastard doctor to death.

"You fucking plot against me!" He roared, and at the same time rushed towards Ziliang with a big stride, his thick arms had already circled and chiseled towards him.

Ziliang didn't move, just watched Andrew quietly, the room was dimly lit, Andrew saw the other's eyes vaguely, and seemed to see a touch of scarlet in those eyes again.

"What is that?" He froze uncontrollably.
He used to be a bad person, so before the "jigsaw" appeared, he spent a lot of time in prison. There, he saw all kinds of prisoners, economic criminals who cheated and laundered money, murderers and arsonists. Desperadoes, even he has seen a few horrible criminals who must be locked up in a quarantine area, enough to be called "murderers"!
But he seemed to have never seen that kind of extremely cold eyes.

There is no warmth, no pity, that look is like looking at a pile of dust, a piece of waste paper, which can be torn into shreds, burned into ashes, and flushed into the toilet without blinking.

And this look came from the very ordinary looking doctor in front of him.

"It's definitely an illusion!"

Mr. Andrew thought so, but his heart twitched uncontrollably at this moment
Some fears are innate. This is the most precious treasure left by the Creator to every living being. They are afraid of suffering, being hurt, and dying. Andrew doesn't know why he is afraid of the doctor in front of him, but he is. .

The fear slowed his fist a beat.

I saw Ziliang took a step back unsteadily, and the fist almost brushed against the tip of his nose.

Ziliang still kept his eyes open and didn't even blink.
Andrew didn't seem to expect that the punch would fail, and the huge inertia made him stagger.

At this moment, the man in the suit threw himself on his back, put his hands under his armpit, and raised him up.

However, Andrew cursed loudly, and began to shake his body crazily, as if he was about to get rid of the restraints.

"Don't look, help me!" The man in the suit couldn't bear the force at all, and hurriedly shouted.

The bespectacled uncle, who was still in a dazed state, came to his senses and rushed over to hug Andrew's thigh.

However, Andrew is still struggling!

"You bastards, I'm going to kill you!" He roared like crazy.

"puff!"

A crisp sound.

It was as if a knife had been poked into a ripe watermelon quickly.

Andrew stopped struggling instantly, he turned his head slowly, looked at Ziliang behind him in disbelief, his jaw began to twitch, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound, and then he wobbled He fell to the ground with a bang.

And on his head, the sickle has been sunk more than half!

(End of this chapter)