Donât Close Your Eyes At MeChapter 90: Torturing out a Confession
Watching your body slowly rot was a very unnerving thing.
The skin and flesh would melt, revealing the white bones underneathâŠâŠ
The entire process was like you were watching something die in slow motion. Every second and every detail were clearly shown to amplify the torture and suffering.
But Qin Jiu was fine.
He was far from being unnerved, and just felt a little regretful.
Perhaps it was because the entire process was too magical, it didnât feel realistic.
Or perhaps it was because he was just too confident.
He sat in his usual spot in the ruins the entire time with his jacket lying beside him. The white silk shirt he wore was stained with blood.
He bent one of his legs and examined the bones on his hand as he waited patiently.
When the blood on him was too excessive, only then did he open the roll of bandages 922 had forced onto him.
He wasnât interested in appreciating the flesh wound so he didnât take off his shirt. Instead, he directly wrapped the bandages around his shirt.
When 021 entered the monitoring room, she was met with this scene.
She frowned and asked, âWhy is he wrapping it like that? Donât tell me Invigilator 001 doesnât know how to treat a wound. What kind of joke is this?â
922: âHow could that be?â
âThen what is he doing?â
âCovering blood, I guess.â
021 was stunned, âWhat?â
âCovering blood, not stopping blood.â 154 said.
Sure enough, the Qin Jiu in the monitoring screen proceeded to wrap another layer of the bandages around his shirt and then around his fingerâŠâŠ..uh, finger bones.
Blood once again stained the new layer of bandages, but it didnât penetrate through as deeply as before. In other words, the blood was no longer that obvious.
He rested his arm against his knee and looked into the distance in thought.
When the end of the confinement period was about to be reached, he stood up and straightened his shirt. Apart from slight sluggishness in his actions initially, one could hardly tell that there was a problem. It was as if his injury was only affected his hand.
Only someone with extremely strong willpower was able to do thisâŠâŠ.
But was this really necessary?
Did he really have to be so stubborn and hide all his weaknesses?
021 who saw this couldnât help but mutter this internally.
In the screen, Qin Jiu interlaced his fingers to adjust his gloves and then raised his head and looked around.
He appeared to be looking for something.
Soon, his eyes stopped moving and happened to meet with 021âs eyes across the screen.
ââŠâŠ..Heâs not looking at us right? A coincidence?â 021 pointed at the screen.
âMm. âSaid 154, âHe probably is.â
âAre you serious? He can tell where the surveillance cameras are?â 021 asked incredulously, âHow is that possible?â
922 nodded: âItâs true. When he was at the invigilatorâs area, he could always point out the location of the systemâŠ..â
154 thought about it and added: âHe really, really hates being bounded and controlled. He hates it more than most people so he has always been a little more sensitiveâŠâŠ..â
As they spoke, Qin Jiu actually gestured something to the screen. He indicated for the invigilators to come and then made a âshhâ gesture.
021: ââŠâŠâŠ.â
After thinking about it, she quietly went down to the basement.
You Huo was still asleep. Remembering Qin Jiu gesture, she quietly walked around him and opened the door to the confinement room.
Qin Jiu was standing next to the door. He lowered his voice and said: âI entered a few minutes earlier than the others. To be fair, shouldnât I be able to go out first?â
021 frowned: âYouâââ
Qin Jiu again pressed a finger to his lips.
021 glanced at You Huo and whispered: âWhat do you want?â
Qin Jiu raised an eyebrow and just asked: âCan I or can I not?â
021 stared at him. A moment later, she understood.
He wanted to leave first so that he could return and do something in advance. Perhaps it was something crazy and a little risky, so he wanted to avoid the othersâŠâŠ
No, most people wouldnât be able to keep up with him, nor could they work together with him.
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There was only one person he wanted to avoid.
021 looked at Qin Jiu.
This man was obviously sick and pale, but he still maintained strong vitality.
She was suddenly at a loss.
Because of all the past events and the rumours she had heard, she really didnât like this top ranking invigilator. However, after interacting with him over the past two exams, Qin Jiu had always surprised herâŠâŠ..
She suddenly started to doubt herself.
A few minutes later, for the first time in her life, 021 agreed with Qin Jiuâs request and allowed him to be released a little earlier than the others.
***
In the castle, the thick smell of blood filled the air.
There were dead examines, the Duke himself and also dark shadows on the wall.
After several kills, Zhao Jiatong finally realised that the shadows didnât appear randomly and would only appear when the Duke was at his weakest.
She had killed the Duke five times, and those shadows had also appeared five times. They were like ghosts that could never be put to rest.
It wasnât until the first batch of examinees returned and she received the news that You Huo and Qin Jiu was suffering from the curse that Zhao Jiatong was able to return to her senses.
Stopped in the corner by the others, she gasped for air while watching the Duke come back to life again and wander back downstairs with his cloak fluttering behind him.
âCanât be killed, canât be burned and can reassemble even after splitting him apartâŠâŠâ Zhao Jiatong frowned, âHow on earth do we kill him?â
And more importantly, how should they do it without activating the curse?
As for what You Huo and Qin Jiuâs state was like, she didnât dare imagine. Just the thought of it was unbearable. She didnât want to see the two of them become ghosts and be trapped in the dark church forever.
âEven if we think of something, we donât dare try it.â One person hit the nail in the head.
âYeah, we canât try it. If we try it, the two might worsen faster.â
âNot only that, weâve also ate and drank which is equivalent to agreeing to sacrificing ourselves. This curse will definitely affect us sooner or later.â
âThatâs right!â Another person wondered, âWe all ate but why are we fine?â
âHow much did you eat and how much did the they eat? I think it might be because the Duke was resurrected to many times in one night and the curse was transferred too quickly. Those two were selected firstly because they ate more, secondly because theyâre the most powerful and thirdly because they were the first to kill the Duke.â
âSpeaking of whichâŠâŠ.I noticed that they didnât deliberately eat less during dinner. Did they do it to attract the curse?â
Everyoneâs expressions were heavy and complicated.
âI donât know if I remembered correctly, how long is this exam? I donât seem recall it being mentioned.â Someone suddenly asked.
Zhao Jiatong said in a quiet voice: âNo, the exam didnât give us the exact duration. I am certain.â
Everyone fell silent. Someone then asked: âThen that means it wonât be enough just surviving until the time limit? How do we get out?â
âThenâŠâŠâŠ.â Someone spoke up, âSince the Duke cannot be killed, we can only kill the sick.â
There are only two ways to get rid of the curseâââ
Kill the Duke so that everything returns to how it was in the beginning.
Or kill all the patients and let them be relieved from their pain.
The second option was something they had always been trying to avoid but now it seems that it cannot be avoided.
Several examinees gritted their teeth and got ready to head to town.
But they were then stopped by Zhao Jiatong: âAll the sickâŠâŠ.then does that include the newly cursed too?â
Those examinees instantly stopped.
ââŠâŠâŠHow did the examinees before us pass this exam?â
âMaybe someone was ruthless, maybe no one had been able to pass this exam. We still donât know how true those NPCs words areâŠâŠâŠâ
âAnyway, I canât do it.â
At least, not yet.
Everyone was completely stuck by this problem. They struggled and struggled, but they couldnât think of a way to achieve both conditions.
The Duke would always rest for a while after a kill, so he didnât go upstairs again.
After who knows how long, the door to the castle was pushed open and Qin Jiu walked in.
Zhao Jiatong almost immediately rushed down only to find after reaching the first floor that Yang Shu had ran down faster than her.
This lady who would always speak harshly was actually quite soft inside. Hearing about the curse, she had rushed down with her medicine bag and immediately pulled out a needle when she saw Qin Jiu.
But on the contrary, Mr. 001 avoided the needle. He laughed and said: âSave it. I donât need it.â
Yang Shuâs eyes immediately narrowed: âBullshit. Are you the doctor or am I the doctor? If I say use it, you must use it. I donât need to save it. I still have more here so the other one will get it too.â
Miss Yang had always been tough. She would probably be on par to 021.
Qin Jiu guessed that she probably wouldnât relent if he didnât let her do what she wanted and could only reluctantly agree.
Yang Shu: âShow me your arm!â
Qin Jiu didnât follow suit: âForget about the arm, Iâm afraid of breaking off your needle. If you really have to give me an injection, give it to me here. Thereâs at least still some normal flesh here.â
As he said that, he pulled down his collar slightly.
Yang Shu froze with the syringe in her hands for a moment before suddenly understanding the meaning behind his words.
It was very strange. This stubborn ladyâs eyes had actually turned a little red.
She blinked her eyes a few times and suddenly stored away the syringe. Pushing Zhao Jiatong forward, she turned around and hurried away: âI should go check on Zhou Qi to see if she has woken up.â
Zhao Jiatong was no better.
She had never imagined that there would be a day that she would worry about 001. She also realised at this moment that this ranked 1 invigilator was very strong; so strong she couldnât stand it.
âYouâŠâŠâŠâ
âIâm okay. Itâs still tolerable.â Qin Jiu interrupted: âBut I might need to rest a little first. As for the other matters, we should wait for the others to return.â
Zhao Jiatong originally wanted to say a few more things but when she heard him say that he wanted to rest, she immediately agreed: âThen hurry and sleep. I wonât hold you here anymore. Letâs talk when everyoneâs here.â
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Qin Jiu bid goodbye and strode upstairs.
After taking a few steps, he turned around and added, âI donât like people knocking on the door when I sleep soâŠ..â
âWhen Gao Qi returns, Iâll let him stay in our room first.â Zhao Jiatong reassured.
âThanks.â
Five minutes later, there was a soft sound at the base of the castle.
Qin Jiu stood up and glanced at the balcony above him before walking away.
Before him was a dirt path. If you followed the path down and around the foot of Carlton Mountain, you could see the town under the night sky.
***
When You Huo was awakened by 021, the second patch of examinees had already left.
He looked at the open confinement rooms and asked 021: âYou gave me another dose?â
021 pointed at 922: âAsk him.â
She threw out that sentence and left with a calm look, but it looked more like she was running away. As soon as she went upstairs, she hid inside the monitoring room.
922 patted his own shoulder and said: âYou also have a large one here and there was a lot of blood on the floor so weâŠâŠgave you another injection.â
He nervously gave his explanation and thought You Huo was going to get angry.
But unexpectedly, the other party was only lost in thought for a while. He asked: âHow long since theyâve left?â
âAbout 20 minutes.â
You Huo nodded. He got up and entered the confinement room.
922 similarly slipped back upstairs.
If it was the usual, You Huo would do something to disgust the system after separating people so maliciously.
But today was an exceptionââ-
Because he had something he wanted to do alone.
As he didnât know if the result would be good or bad, he didnât want to involve Qin Jiu this time.
The three hours in the dark was unusually long but in the end it still passed.
021 sent You Huo back to the base of the mountain and said with her usual stern expression while pointing at the metal fence: âIf you go through this you will see the castle.â
But You Huo instead asked: âWhich way is the town?â
021: âHuh? This way.â
She pointed towards a barren grassy area in the opposite direction before realising that something wasnât right: âWhy are you going to the town?â
âTorturing out a confession.â
You Huo threw out those words and disappeared into the night.
After passing through the grassy field, sure enough, the town was ahead.
The small church stood eerily next to the central fountain with its stained-glass windows glistening from the lights inside.
You Huo ignored the discomfort in him and jumped over a wall into the backyard of the church before heading straight into the dungeon.
The witchdoctor was gagged and bounded tightly by rope. He huddled fearfully in the corner of the dungeon.
Both his hands had been replaced with pigâs trotters, so he knew that You Huo and Qin Jiu were capable of doing anything; they didnât do it just to scare him.
You Huo grabbed his collar and woke him up with a punch: âHow do you kill the Duke?â
The witchdoctor subconsciously wanted to touch the place he was punched but he was met with the ugly and strange-looking trotter instead. His expression turned gloomy for a second before changing into a smile: âOh no, youâve now realised that thereâs a problem?â
âHow do you kill the Duke?â You Huo repeated coldly.
The witchdoctorâs eyes rolled around. He was probably trying to think of a trick or thinking about negotiating something.
You Huo threw him away like he was throwing away a piece of garbage. He turned around and dragged a sheep over and then he expressionlessly raised his knife.
The witchdoctor had personally witnessed how scary he and Qin Jiu could be. Just that one time was enough to traumatise him.
When he saw him about to cut off the sheepâs leg, he curled up his legs and cried: âYou must make him die voluntarily!â
You Huoâs movements stopped. His blade was only a few inches away from the leg.
The witchdoctor breathed a sigh of relief.
âSpeak more specifically.â You Huo stared him down.
To avoid the same problem from occurring again, he forced the witchdoctor to reveal everything.
âThe moment he is killed, he must be willing to die.â
âHow is that possible?â You Huo frowned.
The witchdoctor stared at the tip of his knife. Seeing that it had lowered by another inch, he quickly exclaimed: âItâs not completely impossible!â
âWhat do you mean?â
âDid you forget? He is using someone elseâs body.â The witchdoctor said quietly, âThe heart thatâs beating inside him is someone elseâs heart. Itâs not impossible making him willing to die if you know of a way to wake up the remaining consciousness.â
âLet me tell you a secret.â The witchdoctor said: âSome bodies have very strong willpowers. While the Duke is dying, the remnants of their consciousness may be forced out and that could be of help. After killing the Duke, remember to go as far away as possible; donât let him come into contact with anything living.â
You Huo asked suspiciously: âOnce the Duke is dead, what will happen to you?â
The witchdoctor sighed, âItâs a little troublesome, but itâs not too bad.â
Seeing that he wonât be able to get anything else out of him, You Huo threw him back.
He turned and left.
When he returned to the small hut, he suddenly heard soft rustling.
Someone was pitifully calling out to him.
You Huo followed the sound and looked around. He found the bloody priest hiding under the bed. The other party grabbed his boots and said hoarsely: âDidnât you just leave? Why are you back?â
Clearly, this pitiful man hiding here could no longer differentiate time. Although it was already the middle of the night, his memory was still stuck in the same state from this afternoon.
The priest quietly whispered: âBurn the castle. RememberâŠâŠ..after killing the Duke, you must burn the castle. Donât listen to the witchdoctor. Must burn. Only fire can save the dead.â
And underground in a place no one could see, the witchdoctor secretly snickered: âThe body has already been dead for more than three days. Even gods canât wake it up.â
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