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 99 Hospital Suspicions Five
Chen Xiao was the first to rush out of the elevator because even a fool could tell there was danger with such a strong smell of blood.
In such a situation, the elevator was the most dangerous place, with its small space, nowhere to hide, slow closing doors, and suspended by just a cable, with the height of more than ten floors below, standing inside felt like committing suicide.
And as he dashed out, Chen Xiao also drew out the "Self-Harm Revolver".
With his current strength, although he could make use of that indestructible second to take a shot, the consumption was just too great, and after one second, he would exhaust all his energy, turning into a salted fish.
Under "Detective Mode", those abnormally detailed operations, precise to each muscle and millisecond, were absolutely beyond Chen Xiao at this moment.
Therefore, his hand was in a position clutching the barrel of the gun, as mentioned before, this gun's frame was somewhat long, so holding it wasn't too uncomfortable.