811: Chapter 374: The Little Girl’s Identity 811: Chapter 374: The Little Girl’s Identity “On the wall…” Lin Yi struggled to recall, “there seed to be a painting on the wall, but it was mostly covered by a curtain…”
“It’s that bedroom!” The Night Watchman was evidently excited, “Do you rember where it is?”
Lin Yi shook his head bitterly: “I can’t rember where it is at all…”
“You can’t bla …”
“Those things all appeared along with the flicker of Vision, it felt like I was sitting on a roller coaster being pushed forward to browse, and whenever a scene appeared, it would stop to look for a while, finish and imdiately switch to the next place…”
Hearing this, the Night Watchman nodded in agreent: “You’re right…
So you continue building dreams, the first wave of energy from the ‘Holy Hall’ is the most aggressive, subsequent waves are milder, you try to help find the location of that bedroom, leave the rest to .”
“Huh?
Continue?” Lin Yi opened his mouth in confusion.
After a brief interaction, the Night Watchman seed to have grasped Lin Yi’s motivations, so without discussing any greater good or dire consequences, he simply tossed out a rhetorical question: “What about the ‘Final Paynt’…?”
“Hahaha, let’s talk nicely!” Lin Yi slapped his head and decisively sat down cross-legged again, accepting the surge of energy, while also curiously asking: “What exactly is that bedroom?”
The voice of the Night Watchman suddenly turned incredibly serious: “The bedroom is just a scene you saw, its essence is actually the most stringent prison within Black Moon Outpost…
Deep inside, it confines the most vicious criminal in the history of Black Moon Outpost.”
“Believe , you wouldn’t want to know its story.”
Lin Yi pursed his lips, suddenly emboldened by a dog-hair-like strength: “But ’02’, often when you say that line, it just makes more curious about the secret of that bedroom, doesn’t it?”
“And…
the owner of that bedroom, looks like a little girl, you said, could it be that your so-called criminal is just a little girl…”
As Lin Yi spoke up to this point, he suddenly rembered the little girl holding ‘Amon’s Music Box’…
That eerie little girl…
wearing a cute but dirty Lolita dress, patches of her body clean and others filthy, her white lace stockings and square-toed leather shoes still dripping down so sort of sticky, oily substance…
“Could it be…?!”
“Wait…
I think I…
’02’!
!
!” Lin Yi suddenly beca anxious, stuttering due to the rush, “I think I saw a little girl in Phantom Vision!
She was wearing cute dirty clothes, holding a music box, I suspect what she was holding is…”
“Shut up!
Stop imdiately!!” The Night Watchman hastily interrupted, and before Lin Yi could react, he lost his voice, calming down after a few seconds.
The Night Watchman looked at him with so reproach: “How could you not ntion such an important thing earlier?”
“Ah?
I did ntion it…
I ntioned ‘Amon’s Music Box’…”
“It’s not about ‘Amon’s Music Box’, I an, that…” The voice of the Night Watchman lowered unusually, “the little girl…
why didn’t you tell about her earlier?”
“I…
I told Old Mo…” Lin Yi imdiately felt a bit wronged, “I even suspected whether she might be the Artifact Spirit of the Twin-Eyed Music Box left by Amon…
but Old Mo said it wasn’t important.”
“She’s not; of course she isn’t…
How could she be so kind of Artifact Spirit?
The Night Watchman repeatedly denied, “And that Mo Kid, what the hell does he know!
Can he discern what’s important or not?”
Not far away, Old Mo’s expression changed slightly, his eyes suddenly filled with a resentful deanor.
“Mo Kid, next ti could you tell Repeater any useful stuff?” The Night Watchman said while dissatisfiedly glaring at Old Mo.
Old Mo was imdiately sweating profusely…
He now felt like rushing to Lin Yi, pressing him down and saying, you kid, get so sense, don’t act overly familiar with everyone, you’re in front of the Night Watchman—an existence that could crush us if he let his guard down slightly!
But he dared not say it, because when Lin Yi ntioned the bedroom and the little girl, it was very obvious that the familiar person slowly shifted from Lin Yi to the Night Watchman…
“You guessed it perfectly…” the Night Watchman said, “That is indeed that little girl’s bedroom…”
“The little girl’s bedroom used to imprison your so-called criminal, and then the lost little girl started wandering in Art Building?” Lin Yi conjectured.
The Night Watchman fell silent for a mont, then slowly said: “Is there a possibility…
I an, a possibility, that the prisoner confined in that bedroom is that little girl?”
Lin Yi’s body shivered violently, his spine chilled, as if soone had coated him with liquid nitrogen and repeatedly scrubbed…
“She…
escaped from there?!” Lin Yi was imdiately horrified, feeling like sitting on pins and needles, “No…
her, I, that—that…
I repeatedly heard her calling out to , even singing black nursery rhys to …”
“What the fuck?!” The usually stern and cold Night Watchman blurted out a curse, as if The Buddha at Ling Mountain’s Da Leiyin Temple was giving a serious discourse and suddenly dropped an “Epic Fuck” ruining the seriousness.
“She, she…
also sang…
songs to you?!”
The reaction of the Night Watchman made Lin Yi, who was already overwheld, sweat profusely; he scratched his head, feeling the anxiety as if his bottom was covered in spikes: “Not…
’02’, don’t react like this, you’re making really panic…”
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