Starting from South America, speeding through the world

Chapter 242 Suicide
For some reason (not illegal), my writing plan has completely fallen apart.
So I can actually still update today.
However, it's unclear when things will return to normal.
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The room was dimly lit.

The television had been turned off at some point.

The wheelchair is tilted to the left.

Zhao Wanpeng collapsed to the ground, his body limp, his head tilted back, his eyes wide open, empty and lifeless.

The bullet pierced his temple, and blood trickled down his temple, staining his clothes red.

Zhou Yi stood at the doorway, as if being held back by something, unable to move.

Not far from the body lay an old-fashioned revolver.

Zhao Wanpeng committed suicide.

Suddenly, Zhou Yi noticed that his left hand seemed to be clenching something.

He stepped forward and squatted down.

That was a note.

"I'm sorry, it's all over."

The handwriting on it was very messy.

However, before I could take a closer look, another system notification popped up.

[World Code: PA-38467]

【Do you want to enter? 】

[Remaining window: 00:00:59]

In my field of vision, all the text turned red, and the fluctuations became increasingly intense.

The edges began to distort, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi knew he couldn't wait any longer and quickly turned and left the room.

The corridor was pitch black and deathly silent, so oppressive that it was almost impossible to breathe.

As he ran, he kept trying to push the wooden doors on both sides.

Locked.

Locked.

Locked.

It's still locked.

"Click."

Finally, just before the countdown reached zero, Zhou Yi turned the handle and crawled into the spare hut next to the stairs.

The curtains were drawn, and the bed sheets were neatly folded.

It looks like it has been unused for a long time.

Zhou Yi disregarded everything else and silently recited "Enter" in his mind.

The next second, the figure vanished into thin air.

【Ω-Ξ▓▄Mistake Ш】

【ΛжWARNING▄▓█λξ3】

Name: Zhou Yi

【Sex: Male】

Special items: Handgun, Credit Card, TAC-50, TACIT BLUE, HK G95A1, LCS-4

[World Code: EU-0093X]

[Official Task: //NULL//]

[Official Mission Duration: 100 days]

[Official mission activated]

[Countdown: 2399:59:59]

When Zhou Yi opened his eyes, he realized that he was lying on his back on a narrow bed.

Sunlight streamed through the high-hanging window frames, illuminating the dust particles floating in the air, which then fell obliquely onto the wooden floor.

It was very quiet all around; you could even hear your own heartbeat coming from your chest.

He didn't get up immediately, but kept his eyes open, his gaze slowly moving along the ceiling.

It has been painted, but it seems to be quite old.

Fine cracks extend from the corners between the arched beams.

The chandelier has an old-fashioned structure with a white porcelain lampshade and is fixed with a metal tray and rods.

Continuing down, the cable runs along the inside corner, and a copper socket is embedded in the door frame.

here it is.?

Zhou Yi suppressed his doubts and brought up the system interface.

For some reason, the world code changed from "PA" representing the Americas to "EU".

More importantly—there was no formal mission.

The countdown, with only 100 days left, continues to tick.

In the blink of an eye, the rifle appeared out of thin air and then disappeared.

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the retrieval of items is unaffected.

He sat up straight in bed and looked around the room. The space was small and the layout was compact, as if it had been set up temporarily for the service staff.

A set of clothes was neatly folded on the wooden chair.

A button-down shirt, vest, and trousers with crisp pleats.

On the left is a built-in handwashing basin with a cool, gleaming aluminum surface.

The water pipe below is wrapped in an insulated sleeve and secured with an iron ring.

There were no clocks on the walls, nor any paintings or personal decorations.

The only color comes from the hat on the hook, a gray-blue made of wool.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Yi first fastened the bolt to make sure the door latch was secure.

Then he went to the window, trying to search for some useful information.

There is a narrow passageway outside, paved with square stones, with a few small windows on the opposite side, most of which are tightly closed.

At the end, a tall, dense yew tree can be vaguely seen, its branches drooping low.

A gentle breeze blew in, neither too hot nor too cold, carrying with it a greasy smell.

It is springtime.

This appears to be a castle.

The overall design emphasizes symmetry, with low eaves, simple lines, and a regular style.

Typical Central European style.

There are no further clues.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but frown.

Based on past experience, relevant personnel usually appear near the teleportation location.

This time, probably because of the lack of a main quest, he found himself in an empty room.

Adhering to the principle of caution, he first began searching the surrounding area.

The drawers were empty, the tabletop was clean, and there was no hidden compartment behind the sink.

The bed board joints are tightly attached to the frame with very small gaps, and there are several old nail holes on the surface.

Zhou Yi tapped the glass a few times with his hand; the sound was dull and solid, with no obvious echo.

He didn't give up and simply lifted the entire mattress.

Finally, Zhou Yi found a note among the tangled straps.

It looks like it was just torn off a notebook.

The indentation was almost torn.

It can be seen that the owner of the item had unfolded and folded it many times, repeatedly, until the edges became frayed.

Zhou Yi laid it out flat and found that it had many lines of slanted text written in ink, the handwriting was fine and hurried.

After a moment of difficulty, Zhou Yi recognized a few words.

“мсто” (city), “брати” (brother), “нч” (night), “чекати” (wait), “залзо” (iron).

And the sentence that can be read in part is: "Тльки/не/мовчи".

"Just don't stay silent."

Ukrainian.

There is a date in the header that reads September 3rd.

Unfortunately, there is no year.

Zhou Yi wasn't in a hurry.

Since there are no missions this time, I'll just treat it as a vacation and experience the customs and culture of another world.

Having made up his mind, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

A flash of fire.

The mist spread through the room, mixed with the scent of soap; the smell wasn't pleasant, but it was tolerable.

Zhou Yi stood still, squinting his eyes to enjoy this rare moment of peace.

As the cigarette butt was about to burn out, he casually stubbed it out and threw it into the sink.

Immediately afterwards, she began to change her clothes.

The room's decor was clearly not new; it looked like something from at least several decades ago.

I don't know if the system intentionally placed me here.

However, given the current uncertain situation, it is ultimately safer to change into this "modern" outfit.

Zhou Yi quickly stripped naked and stuffed her original clothes into the gap between the mattress and the wall.

The uniform was rather stiff, and the fabric was washed and still had some wrinkles.

The vest was a little short at the hem, and the buttons were almost impossible to fasten; the pants also didn't fit quite right.

However, the most important thing is—no shoes.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhou Yi decided to go out wearing sneakers.

Since it's black, it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with it at first glance.

Moreover, even if a problem does arise, killing all the people involved will solve the problem.

After doing all this, he put the cigarettes and lighter in his pocket, pushed open the door, and left the room.

(End of this chapter)