radicalducati Chapter 13 Death Penalty Section 3
Chapter 13 Death Penalty Section 3
Liu Runyu stood up, dusted off his pants, looked at the cells on both sides, and then looked in the direction of the elevator.
"I don't know if opening this cell will trigger any dangers. If we're going to open it, we'll have to find a way to get it open." Liu Runyu considered for a moment, then turned to the blond-haired man and said, "Let's go, let's go up and take a look."
By this time, Huang Mao was terrified. He pressed himself against the wall and kept shaking his head.
Seeing this, Liu Runyu didn't tolerate him and slapped Huang Mao, who then gave in.
Why use words when you can use your hands?
Liu Runyu dragged the blond-haired man into the elevator first, and after waiting a few seconds and seeing that nothing happened, he also entered the elevator.
As if it were alive, the elevator doors closed slowly by themselves before Liu Runyu even pressed the close button, as if it could sense it itself.
The elevator has 13 floors in total—from the second basement level to the eleventh floor. Liu Runyu placed his finger on the second basement level, paused for a moment, and then moved it to the second floor. "Let's be on the safe side."
Without further hesitation, they pressed the button, and the elevator slowly rose, taking them to the second floor.
The layout here is the same as on the first floor. After dragging the listless blond-haired guy around the second-floor corridor a few times, Liu Runyu randomly chose a door and threw the blond-haired guy in front of it: "Go and see what's inside through the food delivery window."
"Why aren't you looking?" The blond-haired man didn't dare to speak too loudly, but his tone revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.
"You take charge of your row, and I'll take charge of mine."
Hearing this, Huang Mao felt much better. Although he was still dissatisfied, he didn't ask any more questions and cautiously lifted the partition at the food delivery point to peek inside.
Liu Runyu lowered his head and pretended to look inside, but in reality he was observing Huang Mao out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that nothing had happened to Huang Mao, he then looked into the cell.
There were no lights inside, but by the dim light from outside, one could vaguely see many tall and large objects placed inside, all of which were covered with cloth.
After checking with Huang Mao, it was confirmed that the second-floor cells did not resemble a prison cell, but rather a storage room.
"Let's continue upstairs and see if we can find the keys to these rooms."
After saying that, Liu Runyu grabbed the blond-haired man and returned to the elevator. Before entering the elevator, Liu Runyu looked up at the numbers on the elevator display screen, his brows furrowing slightly:
"When we were on the first floor, the number was 5, and now that we're on the second floor, it's still 5. Could the monitor be broken...?"
Liu Runyu had some doubts, but couldn't think of anything at the moment, so he decided to leave the question aside for now.
After going up three floors, the layout outside was no different from the first and second floors, except that the walls and doors were more dilapidated and the musty smell was stronger.
Liu Runyu decided to save time and continue upwards. Before long, the two arrived at the sixth floor. As the elevator doors opened, their pupils slowly contracted; the scene before them had changed.
The once straight corridor has become a ring, and the cells that were originally located on both sides of the corridor have changed positions, forming a ring with all the cells. The iron door of the first cell is also the back wall of the tenth cell.
The side of the room turned into the front, and the two could see directly into the room—in each room there was a prisoner wearing a black prison uniform, their eyes were empty and dull, and some of them were repeatedly making stereotypical movements.
The room was filled with mirrors; there were 12 mirrors on the floor, arranged in a circle around the room. The bottoms of the mirrors were also connected to many wires, which were buried in the ground.
Besides the mirror, the floor and walls of the room were filled with various tools, some of which still had traces of blood that hadn't dried, which made Liu Runyu's heart tremble.
At this moment, Liu Runyu saw a guy with the number 607 walk in front of the mirror.
But the twelve mirrors surrounding this guy reflected his appearance at different ages.
All 13 people had wounds in different locations, but all of them were very serious.
The guy with the number "607" picked up a saw and slid it rapidly from bottom to top.
His eyes were wide open, bloodshot and fixed on the saw in his hand.
But there was no trace of pain on his face, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.
At this moment, the "607" in the 12 mirrors all began to imitate his actions.
Liu Runyu and his companion were so frightened by the scene that they dared not leave the elevator and could only stand inside and watch from a distance.
The person in the mirror, having lost their center, fell to the ground. At the same time, "607" outside the mirror was rapidly healing their wounds. Before long, the damaged areas had returned to their original state.
The person in the mirror had empty, lifeless eyes.
Liu Runyu and Huang Mao watched as the people in the 10 rooms did the same thing, a scene that was both abstract and terrifying.
At this moment, Huang Mao was so frightened that he was crying and sniffling.
He tugged at Liu Runyu's sleeve and said in a tearful voice, "Let's hurry up and leave."
Liu Runyu glanced at him sideways and said, "I thought you were so brave, but you're just a paper tiger."
To their surprise, after their quiet conversation, all the prisoners in the cell stopped what they were doing and looked at them.
Liu Runyu was also stunned at this moment. He didn't understand for a moment. He thought that these people could see the two of them from the beginning. "Oh no... so they can't see them after all..."
The prisoners slowly walked to the edge of the room, which was fortunately blocked by upright iron bars.
Liu Runyu carefully pushed Huang Mao into the elevator.
Just then, something unexpected happened.
Suddenly, one prisoner shoved his head into the gap in the bars and tried desperately to squeeze out. Seeing this, the other prisoners followed suit, one after another trying to squeeze through the bars.
The dull thuds of bones grinding and joints dislocating echoed one after another, sending chills down one's spine. Soon, the first prisoner managed to squeeze through the narrow gap.
His head was severely deformed, one side collapsed and sunken, the skin and flesh twisted and folded, making his appearance indescribably bizarre and grotesque. Half of his face hung loosely, and the turbid eyes below rolled around aimlessly, scanning his surroundings.
The upper body was squeezed flat and twisted, the shape completely distorted. The limbs were bent at impossible angles, the elbows and knees barely touching the ground, and the hands and feet were bent into bizarre V shapes.
He didn't look like a human; he was more like a strange insect that had been forcibly straightened and twisted, using all four limbs to crawl stiffly and slowly toward Liu Runyu and the other man.