The heart is beating [Fifth Personality]

Jack led me through the darkness.

His pace was getting faster and faster, and I could tell he couldn't wait to get a lawyer and end the game.

And I, of course, is his subordinate and cannot leave.

In the distance, I saw a dark red sharp corner slowly appearing in the darkness, it was a building with a conical roof.

Where is... the Red Church?

As we approached, the iconic building slowly revealed itself.

I looked at this familiar place and confirmed my guess.

But where the hell is Jack taking me?

It's unlikely that the lawyer is here...

Although this is indeed a good place to shelter from the wind and rain, if I were a lawyer, I would definitely not choose this place.

Because if caught here, it is too difficult to escape.

But the lawyer no longer has a map. Even if he hides around here non-stop, it is only a matter of time before Jack finds him.

What's more, crows are everywhere here. If he doesn't decipher the fifth cipher machine and open the door to escape, he will be exposed sooner or later.

Jack put his arms around my shoulders and said nothing all the way.

He was concentrating on observing the surrounding environment. I looked at his serious state, and I always felt that besides knowing the location of all the cipher machines here and the help of the crow, he should have other more effective ways to find people.

Jack led me through the red church at a fast pace without squinting, without stopping.

As I expected, this is not our destination.

When I passed the entrance of the basement, I turned my head and saw the stairwell that was getting darker and darker as it went down, as if it had no end, so familiar.

I don't know what's going on, I looked at the unchanging darkness there, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic.

I still remember that Jack held me in his arms and was about to go down, but I was lying in his arms with pain all over my body, and I didn't dare to move.

But before he went in, he was interrupted by Miss Gardener.

When I entered for the second time, because I was afraid of the dark, I involuntarily approached Jack at the corner where I couldn't see my fingers...

It's really strange. To me, Jack should be more frightening than darkness. I should be most afraid of him at that time, so how could I subconsciously approach him?

I don't want to delve into the answer to this question. I always feel that I can't bear the consequences of thinking this question clearly.

Jack's footsteps showed no tendency to slow down, and we left the Red Church in no time.

But I kept turning my head and looking back, watching the church disappear bit by bit in the darkness...

There was a small open space outside this exit of the church, and then ruins again.

Jack took me through the ruins for a long, long time. Compared with the journey to find the philanthropist, it really took a long time.

"drop--"

"Drip-drip-"

There is a slight electronic sound, and I feel that the volume seems to be getting louder.

At first I thought it was an auditory hallucination when I heard this voice.

The frequency and timbre of this sound sounded too much like a cipher machine, but how could Jack take me to find a cipher machine?

I didn't think about it at all when I heard it, but when the sound got closer and louder to me, I finally realized what the sound meant.

This is... the fifth station that is about to be deciphered successfully! ?

Jack obviously heard the voice too, and quickened his pace.

Maybe he was here for it.

I followed Jack's footsteps and got up quickly, but the closer I got to the sound, the more disturbed I became.

It is self-evident who made this cipher machine sound, but if the cipher machine has not been deciphered before we arrive, then my hopes are completely shattered!

I tried to hear the frequency of the cipher machine beeping, but strangely, the frequency of the trill seemed to be consistent and did not change.

I have already deciphered two cipher machines, especially the second one was completed by myself, it should be impossible for me to hear it wrong.

The frequency of the sound produced by this cipher machine is indeed consistent and unchanged.

I involuntarily pursed my lower lip, this cipher machine...

Ain't no one there! ?Lawyers are not there now! ?

Soon I knew the answer.

After going around a ruined wall, I saw that there was indeed a cipher machine whose deciphering work was in the final stage, and it only needed a little more time to be fully functional.

And around, no one was there.