I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 812 - 456: "Reborn" from the Magnetic Pile_2

Chapter 812: Chapter 456: “Reborn” from the Magnetic Pile_2

He was furious, unable to consciously accept what was happening to him. What exactly had happened? Why had nobody come to inquire about his condition?

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Others didn’t come, but what about Ding Yi, the security captain who usually cared the most about him?

Why wasn’t he sent to the hospital? It seemed now that his condition had worsened significantly.

He was extremely angry, his body shaking from time to time, but it was an unconscious tremor.

Outside the door, there were shadows moving and voices could be heard, but he didn’t know what they were saying.

They must know he was inside, but they remained indifferent.

Rage and resentment, confusion and pain kept Yao Long struggling and subconsciously resisting.

This was the third day. He didn’t know he could hold on for so long, nor did he know how much longer he could last.

Gradually, the sounds from outside grew silent.

Thump, thump, thump… thump, thump… thump, thump…

The feeble heartbeat within his chest suddenly ceased at this moment, no longer able to bear the strain…

The security room was suffocating.

For the past two days, Ding Yi had been unusually silent, his heart gripped as if clenched by a hand, unable to release, unable to beat normally.

He looked at the several bank cards laid on the bed and remembered the comforting yet threatening words President Hu said when he handed over the cards to his men, he could tell the difference.

Somehow, he had taken them, maybe for the sake of the other brothers in the team, or maybe for his wife and child at home.

Maybe… he didn’t even know why.

Now Ding Yi felt even more mournful, but this sorrow was quickly supplanted by a sense of powerlessness. He tried not to think about that quarantine room, not to think about the person locked inside, alive or dead.

In the entire security room, only Gao Yunyang seemed to be unaffected, still whistling and doing whatever he was doing as usual.

In fact, Gao Yunyang was secretly relieved, thankful that he had been sleeping so soundly that night. Otherwise, if he had heard Yao Long calling out to him through the intercom, he would have certainly run over.

Had he gone, it wouldn’t be just Yao Long lying in the quarantine room now; he might have been lying there too.

Thinking of the scene of a body ridden with sores, Gao Yunyang could not help but shudder, then secretly pat his chest in reassurance.

In any case, he was very fortunate.

Late in the evening, after eating dinner in the cafeteria, everyone prepared to start their patrol shifts.

The sky was turning a pale yellow, and it would soon become dark.

The security’s routine patrol went on as normal, while the two people responsible for guarding the quarantine room outside were from the equipment maintenance team of group six, one tall and one short.

These two were pulled in as emergency manpower; although a mishap would lead to punishment, under the current circumstances, they were actually going to receive a good sum of money on the side.

On the first day, both heard Yao Long’s faint groaning from inside the quarantine room, but starting from yesterday, there were no more sounds.

Both of them had serious expressions, and although they didn’t know the security guard, the thought of his ordeal made them feel cold inside.

Even the taller one was already thinking that, once this situation was over, he would take the money and leave this place to seek better opportunities.

Just then, a hoarse and indistinct voice came from the quarantine room not far behind them.

The tall one turned his head to glance at the door locked with a large metal padlock and asked the short one, “Did you hear the sound just now?”

The short one was engrossed in watching comical videos on his cellphone through the Tremolo APP, seemingly trying to lighten his mood.

On hearing this, he looked up with a surprised expression towards the tall one, “What did you say?”

The tall one leaned in to listen, it seemed like there was no sound, and he shook his head, “Nothing?”

He paused, then stood up and said, “I’m going to the toilet for a smoke.”

The short one nodded, still fixated on his phone, without speaking.

Shortly after the tall one left, the short one instinctively felt a chill around him, shivering slightly, yet his attention remained on the video playing on his phone.

The video reached a particularly funny clip, the volume increasing, and at that very moment, something seemed to splat against the wall behind him.

Startled, the short one looked behind him but saw nothing.

He suspected he had heard wrong, maybe it was a sound from the video, and so he returned his attention to the screen.

Behind him, from the the cracks in the door of the quarantine room, secured by the large metal padlock, dark liquid slowly began to seep through, more and more of it, mingled with particles that looked like chips. Additionally, chunks of flesh were continuously surfacing and sinking into this black liquid, silently approaching the sitting short man.

And now, the door to this quarantine room, was nearly drowned and soaked through by the dark liquid.

The tall man finished urinating in the toilet and smoked a cigarette before washing his hands and returning to where he and the short man were sitting.

Glancing over at the still engrossed short man with the help of the corridor lights outside, it seemed he had not looked up the entire time.

After sitting down, the tall man glanced again at the door of the quarantine room behind him and said softly, “Do you think that security guard is dead by now?”

The short one did not respond.

The tall one didn’t notice and muttered to himself, “I feel it should be almost time, it’s been two days without any noise. Shall we report to the boss and have them come take a look? Hmm, do we need to wear protective suits to go in now?”