My Cell Prison
Chapter 1506 - 1504: Luring the Enemy Deeper

Chapter 1506: Chapter 1504: Luring the Enemy Deeper

"Help me! I’m not infected... Besides, I have the key to the surveillance room."

"We can work together to reach the surveillance room. There, we can use the surveillance footage to find the best escape route."

Han Dong, disguised as a sales assistant, shouted these desperate words for help.

The tightly locked iron door suddenly opened, and a powerful arm grabbed Han Dong’s shoulder... The strength communicated through the hand made Han Dong’s pupils widen; the other party’s strength exceeded his own.

In an instant, he was dragged into the room.

The next second... swish!

A cold syringe needle accurately pierced his neck, injecting a liquid into his veins that triggered Han Dong’s danger sense.

Han Dong immediately made contact with the Count inside his body.

By manipulating his blood, he temporarily encapsulated the strange liquid...

Before him.

A woman with a perverted glint in her eyes peering through round glasses, wearing garish purple crystal lipstick, cleaned the needle of the syringe while speaking to Han Dong:

"Asking for our help certainly comes at a price.

But you don’t need to be afraid.

The liquid injected into your body is a special slow-acting poison I concocted. If you can prove your worth, I might consider giving you the antidote.

Of course, if you accidentally turn into a zombie or try any tricks, you’ll die a very unpleasant death~"

Hearing her sickly sweet voice, combined with the act of poisoning him off the bat,

Han Dong could barely restrain himself from summoning the Count for a fight then and there.

Luckily, with the Count manipulating his blood to assist, the injected toxin was redirected to his right arm, contained within a created cyst for isolation and storage.

The toxin would then be slowly excreted through sweat glands.

"I... I’ll definitely help."

Han Dong put on a terrified facade as his eyes darted around the room.

Aside from the twisted woman obsessed with poison, there was also a tall man nearly six-foot-three wearing a raincoat.

Under the pitch-black hood, a pair of eyes scrutinized Han Dong, seemingly comparing him to some killer profile from before the game started.

Luckily, Han Dong had used blood manipulation beforehand to create blood pooling in his abdomen, giving himself a slightly chubby appearance (the zombie-bitten right hand had already regenerated).

Moreover, if Han Dong were truly the killer, coming here alone would indeed be illogical.

After ruling out the possibility of Han Dong being the killer, the raincoat man’s gaze shifted away.

He moved toward the doorway, employing some unique method to monitor the outside situation.

As he moved, a pair of size-50 leather shoes came into view, emitting an oppressive aura. It was this aura, combined with his earlier physical strength, that forced Han Dong to remain calm and stick to his original plan.

The interrogation was left entirely to the twisted woman.

"Where is the surveillance room you mentioned? And do you still have the key?"

"Yes..." Han Dong hurriedly produced the key, "Every floor of the mall has a surveillance room. If we can get there, we can use the monitor footage to locate the escape exit with the fewest zombies.

However, the surveillance room is on the far end of the third floor, so getting there won’t be easy."

The twisted woman, as a killer, naturally showed interest in the surveillance room.

Taking it over would grant full surveillance control of the third floor, allowing her to monitor the movements of other teams in real-time.

"The surveillance room... sounds interesting. Doctor, should we go?"

The "doctor" referred to by the twisted woman was the raincoat man. After some consideration, he nodded in agreement.

"This is the perfect chance to test something out. My newly developed ’body odor suppressor’ should be effective against zombies that rely on smell."

As soon as he finished speaking,

another syringe was plunged into Han Dong. Not detecting any immediate danger and considering future utility, Han Dong intentionally allowed the drug to spread throughout his body.

At this moment, the Count’s voice echoed from within:

"Nicholas, can you seriously tolerate this? Release me at once! I want to bite her... crush her to death!"

Being jabbed with needles multiple times for no reason, Han Dong was naturally irritated as well but managed to suppress the urge to kill for the time being.

"Since this woman loves needles so much, we might as well let her enjoy herself later... But these injections do seem to effectively suppress the body’s scent.

If this ’pharmacist’ woman agrees to some training, she could actually prove useful."

Han Dong was then casually tossed out of the staff rest area as a test subject.

Outside, when the zombies didn’t react as expected, the two killers cautiously followed him out of the room.

"It really works! Haha, this way, victory is practically ours... Don’t you think so, Doctor?"

A deep voice emanated from the black raincoat, "Don’t get overly reliant on this stuff.

We can only confirm that common zombies rely on scent for targeting. We can’t guarantee the same holds true for all zombies... And this is just a ’Ladybug’ level of difficulty.

Hurry, we must reach the [Surveillance Room] before the difficulty increases."

The moment he finished speaking—

Bang!

A sharp stiletto heel landed squarely on Han Dong’s back, sending a wave of pain coursing through his body... The pain nearly made him cry out.

Although he managed to stay on his feet, Han Dong pretended to fall down to stay consistent with the role he was playing and slowly staggered back up.

The ruthless kick had come from the pharmacist woman, who coldly looked down at him with a lofty expression:

"What are you standing around for? Didn’t you hear the doctor say to hurry?

Lead the way! If you dawdle or hesitate for even a moment, forget about getting the antidote."

"Sure, please follow me."

Han Dong’s eyes betrayed no hint of anger. Relying on superb acting, he maintained a facade of fear and led the way forward.

With their scents suppressed, they safely navigated nearly a thousand meters of snack aisles.

The hallway leading to the surveillance room lay before them.

The zombies killed earlier had already been dragged away by Han Dong, and the remnants of bloodstains on the ground seemed entirely normal in this setting.

Han Dong pointed toward the end of the hallway, "Th-the surveillance room is just up ahead."

Bang!

Another kick landed on his back.

"Then why aren’t you opening the door already? What nonsense are you blabbering about here?!"

"A-alright!"

Clutching his aching back, Han Dong staggered to the surveillance room.

The two killers remained highly vigilant, not stepping into the hallway even once throughout the process.

Click!

Han Dong carefully unlocked the surveillance room door and peeked inside.

"There’s no one inside. You can come in now."

"You go in first. We’ll follow shortly."

"Understood."

Han Dong stepped into the surveillance room first, signaling to Sally, who was hiding in a corner, to stay put for now. As for the sales assistant, Henry, he had already hidden inside a wardrobe.

The two killers waited outside for another minute before cautiously approaching.

Standing outside the door, the pharmacist woman glanced at the functioning monitors inside and commented, "Not bad! Who would’ve thought there really was an operational surveillance room here..."

Still, when entering, she deliberately stayed behind the doctor.

The instant they both stepped into the surveillance room—

Clang! The iron door slammed shut behind them. A strange, thick stench of blood filled the air.

Simultaneously, three icy arrows shot out from the corner.

All of them pierced the doctor’s body.