darkest personality

Chapter 68 70. The Price of Blood

"It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes..."

The heavily made-up woman in a leopard-print halter and wrap-around skirt walked barefoot toward the stairs.

She seemed lethargic, walking shaky and rubbing her temples.

"That shit Marshall, got my old lady drunk and tricked her to somewhere."

Fat Bill looked at Bai Ye, shrugged his shoulders, and expressed his incomprehension with body movements and innocent expressions.

The second person to follow up the stairs was a silent one-eyed black man, followed by a young man in a shirt.

Bill walked up to Bai Ye and urged, "Let's go up first."

……

When Bai Ye came to the first floor, he found that the first floor was very dark, and he could only roughly see that this was the front hall of the house.

The woman with heavy make-up seemed to be banging on the door, cursing at the same time.

The other three were also groping around in the dark.

"Please, turn on the light first."

Fat Bill was groping against the wall, seemingly looking for a light switch.

The young man in the shirt and the one-eyed black man stopped in the middle of the house, and there was a strange outline of something in that position, as if something was being placed there.

At this moment, a burst of terrifying laughter suddenly came from the direction of the roof.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

'This voice is...'

Bai Ye thought of that weird white puppet with the face of Shen.

Accompanied by weird laughter, two glaring red spots of light appeared above the roof, flashing on and off quickly.

"Damn it! It scared me, what is that?!"

Bill's voice came from the darkness.

The chattering drunken woman also stopped abusing.

All eyes were attracted by the flickering red light spot on the roof.

The strange laughter stopped after a few times, but the flashing red light continued.

"found it."

With the help of the faint brightness of the red light, Bill found the switch on the wall.

blah blah blah!

The lights come on.

……

This is a front hall with a size of about ten square meters. Directly opposite is a closed double door with the words 'This road is blocked'. On the right is the wooden stairs to the second floor, and on the left is the one leading to another room porch.

Bai Ye looked at the ceiling of the front hall, and immediately saw a huge iron birdcage hanging high there. The puppet with the face of "Shen" was sitting in the birdcage, and his eyes were constantly shining with red light.

The iron birdcage is suspended from the ceiling by a rope, and the other end of the rope is tied to the handrail of the stairs.

Directly below the iron birdcage, that is, in the center of the front hall, there is a strange device.

The device is as tall as half a person. At first glance, it looks a bit like a balance scale. There is a timer showing 10 minutes on it, and there is a transparent container on the left and right. The container on the left looks like a large beaker. There is a scale with a maximum value of 1000ml, and the one on the right is a sealed box with a black iron block pressed on top of the box, and an injection is lying in the box.

"Is that the antidote?"

Fat Bill moved closer to the device and pointed to the injection channel inside the transparent box on the right.

"How can I get it?"

Bill tapped the box with his knuckles and made a 'bang bang' sound.

"It's glass, find something to break it!"

He turned into the room behind the porch, and after a while, he attracted a stool leg, and then swung it hard at the glass on the box.

boom!
The glass steadily withstood the knock without leaving even the slightest trace on the surface.

"You're wasting your efforts, this glass is bulletproof."

The young man in the shirt beside him reminded with a desperate expression: "Those disciples will not set up easy puzzles for us to solve. As far as I know, those deadly mechanisms cannot be solved before the testee pays a certain price. "

"So... what should we do?"

Bill stopped beating on his hand, raised his head and asked blankly.

"There should be relevant clues around here... yes, clues..."

The young man hit the palm of his hand with his fist and began to search for clues in the front hall.

"Don't bother, the clue is there."

Bai Ye spoke calmly at this moment, and pointed to the top with his finger.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw the puppet with the face of Shen in the iron cage holding a silver radio in his arms.

The radio was exactly the same as the one on the basement steps.

"Put it down."

Bill, being an activist, hurried over to untie the rope from the banister.

The young man in the shirt also offered his hand to help.

The two put the iron cage down. Bill opened the iron cage, took out the radio from the puppet's arms, and pressed the play button.

"Hi! Mary, I want to play a game."

All four men looked at the drunk woman who was cursing.

The thick voice on the radio continued: "Your life is a tragedy, you are always at the mercy of others and being taken by others. To put it bluntly, you are what the world calls a prostitute and a bitch."

"Especially after getting addicted to drugs, you completely give up your life, like a walking dead, wandering between alcohol, needles and cheap motels every day."

The heavy voice paused after saying this, and continued:

"You need some stimulation to regain your awareness of the preciousness of life. The device in front of you is what I call 'the price of blood'. It consists of a beaker and a heavy soldering iron. In 10 minutes, you must Inject enough blood into the beaker, and the iron block will stop falling..."

"Trust your mates are as happy to help you through this test as men are to pick you up drunk on the side of the road."

"Live or die, let's start this game!"

Immediately after the radio stops playing, the timer on the device starts counting down.

'Um? '

Bai Ye glanced up at the ceiling, and sure enough, he found a camera on the top of the right wall.

'Is someone monitoring here and starting a timer? '

……

After listening to the rules of the game, everyone present fell into a brief silence.

"Fack! I don't have time for children's games like yours."

The coquettish woman stumbled towards the main door of the house, turned the handle on the door, but the door remained motionless.

"Let me out... Let me out quickly..."

She lay on her stomach and beat hard on the door.

"Wait, what... what should I do? This iron block keeps falling!"

Bill knelt in front of the glass box and noticed that the iron block on top of the box slowly slid down after the timer started counting down.

After 10 minutes, if the iron block did not stop sliding, the antidote in the glass box would definitely be crushed by it.

……

　The second is to collect and ask for a recommendation ticket~
　　


(End of this chapter)