Chen Ge pushed open the second cubicle, and inside it was a thin male mannequin. One of his legs was deformed, and he was curled up inside the cubicle. Mud and trash littered the space around him.
"He looks like Wang Yicheng."
The mannequin in the second cubicle and Wang Yicheng, who Chen Ge was carrying, were both wearing blue running shoes. This mannequin should be Wang Yicheng.
Chen Ge raised his phone to aim at the second cubicle, and the image on the screen was heart-wrenching.
The faceless child was forced into the cubicle by a group of people, and they tossed all kinds of trash at him.
The boy in the picture did not resist and allowed them to bully him.
The mannequin in the third cubicle was wearing a pair of glasses. He was splashed with red paint, and he stood blankly against the wall of the cubicle.
This mannequin looked similar to the tall and thin boy that Chen Ge had encountered in Room 413.
With his previous experience, Chen Ge aimed the phone directly at the cubicle.
A faceless boy appeared on the screen. He stood alone inside the cubicle, and people around him kept splashing paint into the cubicle.
His originally clean shirt was dirtied, and the paint slid down the edge of his shirt.
The boy had his head lowered, and he did not say a word.
"These bullies have lost control of their group." Chen Ge pushed open the door of the fourth cubicle. The mannequin inside was not wearing any clothes, and the wet clothes were left next to the toilet.
Chen Ge took out his phone and aimed at the fourth cubicle. In the picture, the faceless boy slowly took off his shirt that was covered in paint, and someone poured bottles of water over him.
The fifth cubicle, the sixth cubicle …
The scene inside each cubicle was shocking. When people were in the throes of madness, they would not realize how bad their behavior was. They would unscrupulously vent all their negative emotions on a single person.
When he opened the first cubicle, Chen Ge only wanted to find the truth. Everything here had nothing to do with him. He was just a passerby, a victim who wanted to escape.
However, after looking through six cubicles in a row, his heart had already unknowingly changed. His face was gloomy, and if someone who was familiar with him saw it, they would definitely be surprised, because this man rarely showed such an expression.
The change in one's expression was the change in one's inner emotions. If it was shown on one's face, one's inner thoughts would be exposed, and one's weakness would be exposed. Therefore, when Chen Ge was carrying out the black phone's mission, he always maintained his composure.
"Is this still a child?"
Raising his head, Chen Ge looked at the seventh cubicle. This was the only cubicle without a mannequin, and it was also the only cubicle without a door.
The door hinge had been destroyed by brute force, and there were still bits of broken wood at the joint. The door of the seventh cubicle had been knocked open by someone.
The door had disappeared, and the inside of the cubicle was crawling with things that looked like blood vessels. To be more precise, the blood vessels in the toilet had actually crawled out from this cubicle. The seventh cubicle was the source of all the blood.
"Was Lin Sisi locked in this cubicle?"
The black and red blood vessels were like dead creepers. They crawled all over the walls of the cubicle like they were trying to hide something.
Chen Ge took out Lin Sisi's phone. He adjusted the brightness to the brightest and aimed it at the cubicle to record.
The faceless boy hugged his shirt and pants. Dirty water and paint slid down his body. They were colorful, and they looked like a monster crawling on his body.
On the screen, the cubicle door appeared to be blocked by something from the outside. The boy had his head lowered, hugging his clothes, and slammed into the door again and again.
He had no face, so his expression could not be seen. His voice could not be heard, and it was impossible to tell whether he was crying or calling for help.
All Chen Ge could see was the boy banging against the door until the door was pushed open.
He stood barefooted at the cubicle door, holding his clothes that were splashed with paint and dirty water. His arms were dangling. The arms that he had used to slam into the door were cut by the wooden splinters. Blood flowed on his arms, and the paint flowed into the wounds.
Suffocating, uncomfortable, and breathless, his neck twisted, and the featureless face scanned the empty toilet. The culprits had left, but their malicious words still echoed inside the toilet.
The boy stood at the cubicle door for a long time. He slowly raised his hands and put on the wet clothes one by one.
Other than his arms, there was no other injury on his body, but his body kept shaking from pain.
The middle of his pants had been cut open, and there was a large hole in the back of his shirt. The boy put on all his clothes, and the water on the ground reflected a ghastly monster.
He wiped his face and tried to take a step toward the toilet door.
The light from the corridor filtered into the toilet, and the exit was very bright. It was bright enough to illuminate the boy's appearance, so bright that he had nowhere to run.
He pulled back his feet. Wearing the dirty clothes, he returned to the seventh cubicle.
Leaning against the wall of the cubicle, the boy's body slowly slid down. He curled up in the corner, and the featureless face faced the toilet door like he was waiting for the lights to go out.
The picture on the phone did not end there. The boy looked at it for a long time before raising his head.
The featureless face faced Chen Ge like he knew someone was looking at him.
"Are you willing to be my friend?"
This question echoed in Chen Ge's ears. He heard it very clearly, but when he turned to look in the direction the voice came from, there was nothing there.
"It came from the phone? That's impossible. " The picture stopped at the last scene. The faceless boy curled up in the corner, and his face faced Chen Ge like he was waiting for Chen Ge's answer.
"I'm willing to be your friend, even though your words sound like a curse." Chen Ge did not care about curses. His life had been changed by a cursed love letter. Without that love letter, he would have been chopped into pieces by Wang Qi during his first mission.
Chen Ge agreed, but the boy on the phone was still frozen in that pose.
Moving the phone away, there was nothing inside the seventh cubicle, but using the phone, he could see the faceless boy clearly.
"Can you hear me?" Chen Ge tried to communicate with the boy, but it was to no avail. He waited for a while, and the picture on the phone changed again.
The door of the seventh cubicle was pushed open, and a blood red hand reached in.
The hand grabbed the faceless boy lightly. He seemed to say something to the boy, and the faceless boy nodded lightly.
Then, the faceless boy was led by the hand toward the other side of the 'door' and disappeared.
"The bloody hand reached out from the 'door'? What did he say to the boy? " Chen Ge was suddenly reminded of the sentence that he had heard earlier. "The blood hand's owner said to the faceless boy. Could it be 'Are you willing to be my friend?'?"
"The faceless boy said yes, and then he disappeared?"
Chen Ge analyzed the situation carefully.
The faceless boy was Lin Sisi. He did not push the door open, but the bloody hand had reached out from inside the door. In other words, there was already a door inside the cubicle.
The blood hand's owner had invited Lin Sisi, and in the end, Lin Sisi had agreed. In that case, the bloody hand was the real door pusher.
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