Clown Game
It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!
Chapter 330 Between Life and Death
So, with that said, it's easy to explain. Xiao Nan conjured up some ropes, tied them around the iron box, and then Jingjing hauled it up. As for why Jingjing didn't just carry the box straight to the rooftop... well... let's not mention that she's not even half as tall as the box, and that turning corners in the elevator could easily lead to getting stuck. Just consider her, a young girl in her teens, dressed in a maid outfit, lugging a two-meter-long steel coffin around. If the surveillance cameras caught that... you wouldn't want to make a big deal out of it, would you?
So, what exactly do they intend to do on the rooftop?
It's quite easy to guess, right? Since high-tech couldn't save Bai Xiong, they had to seek help from some supernatural items with anomalies.
For example, some badass items that can heal life and even regenerate flesh and limbs under any conditions... Mm... Right, we're talking about the "Nurse"!