Rebirth 09: Starting from taking charge of Running Man on CCTV

The sound of bells bounced back and forth inside the steel structure of the Bird's Nest.

Unable to tell which way to go.

Unable to distinguish between near and far.

The nerves of all eight people were stretched to their limit at the same instant.

Deng Chao was the first to react, grabbing Baby's wrist and lowering his voice.

"Don't move, listen first."

Baby nodded, her back pressed tightly against the cold wall, even her breathing becoming as soft as possible.

On the other side, Li Chen had already led Zheng Kai toward the third-floor stairwell.

He didn't speak, but simply gestured upwards.

Zheng Kai understood immediately and crouched down to follow.

Wang Baoqiang huddled alone behind a pillar in the first-floor corridor, one hand tightly protecting the name tag on his back, his eyes wide open.

Chen He and Shen Teng were the last to separate.

The two pushed each other several times at the entrance to the second-floor passage, neither willing to go first.

"You go first!"

"You go first!"

"...Are you scared?"

"You're the one who's scared! Look, your legs are shaking!"

"It's cold!"

Shen Teng shook off Chen He's hand and turned to disappear into a corner equipment room.

The door was locked from the inside.

He leaned against the door and let out a long sigh.

Safe.

It should be safe now.

Shen Teng glanced around the cramped equipment room. In the corner were a few fire extinguishers and a roll of fire hose. An emergency light overhead emitted a dim yellow light, barely enough to see where he was standing.

The cameraman was squatting in a corner with his equipment on, the red shooting indicator light on.

Shen Tengchong forced a wry smile at the camera.

"Dear viewers, what you are seeing now is a real scene of an adult male being frightened by the sound of a bell and hiding in a storage room."

He paused, then added in a serious tone.

"Does this production team offer workers' compensation?"

The cameraman suppressed a laugh and didn't say a word.

Shen Teng stayed in the equipment room for about three or four minutes.

The space was too small, the air was stuffy, and the metallic smell of the fire extinguisher was strong enough to fill my nostrils.

He listened intently to the sounds outside.

Quiet.

There was no sound at all.

The bell sound has also stopped.

Shen Teng hesitated for a few seconds before reaching out and turning the doorknob.

A ray of light shone through the crack in the door.

Ding-dong.

Right at the door.

a step far.

Shen Teng's pupils dilated suddenly.

A dark figure stood outside the door, a mask covering most of his face, revealing only a pair of cold and terrifying eyes.

Those eyes were looking at him.

Shen Teng's brain short-circuited for a full second.

Then he made the most primal human survival response!

He turned and ran.

Before he could take his second step, a hand precisely grabbed his back.

The hand was incredibly strong, locking his shoulder like an iron clamp.

Shen Teng felt like a chick caught by an eagle.

Hiss.

The sound of the name tag being torn off was exceptionally clear in the quiet corridor.

Shen Teng froze on the spot, looking down at the sign with his name on it in the other person's hand.

I looked up at the mask again.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but no sound came out.

The broadcast came on at just the right time.

That cold, emotionless voice from the voice changer.

"Shen Teng, OUT."

The echo bounced repeatedly inside the Bird's Nest.

Shen Teng...OUT...OUT...OUT...

The guests, scattered in various corners, all stopped in their tracks.

Wang Baoqiang unconsciously tightened his grip on the name tag on his back.

Li Chen stopped at the corner of the third-floor staircase, his gaze darkening.

Deng cursed under his breath.

"So fast?"

Baby's fingers, gripping Deng's sleeve, turned white at the knuckles.

Second-floor passage.

The moment Chen He heard the broadcast, his blood ran cold.

It was then torn up.

They've only been separated for a short time.

"Shen Teng has been killed..."

His voice was trembling.

Footsteps.

My own footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, like the beating of a drum.

He dared not stop, nor dared he run too fast, because running too fast would make more noise and make it easier to give away his position.

Only one thought remained in my mind: find a place to hide.

However, the second-floor passage is a straight path with almost no obstruction.

To the left is the wall of honor, and to the right is the iron gate of the audience entrance, both of which are locked.

In front.

The pale green emergency lights cast a small patch of light on the ground.

A person was standing in the light.

Black clothes, mask.

Empty-handed, strolling leisurely.

The bells tied to his ankles jingled softly with each step he took, neither hurried nor slow.

Ding-dong.

Chen He's legs felt like they were filled with lead.

He stopped.

The man in black also stopped.

The two men faced each other in the dimly lit passageway, about ten meters apart.

Chen He's voice was choked with sobs.

"Brother, can we talk this over?"

no respond.

The man in black walked towards him step by step.

Ding-dong, ding-dong.

Chen He took two steps back, his back bumping into the display case on the wall of honor.

There was no way to retreat.

"Seriously! Let's talk this out! I can help you tear apart other teams! I'll tell you all the information about the red team!"

The bell-ringer stopped in front of him.

The eyes behind the mask glanced at him.

Then reach out.

Chen He instinctively stepped aside.

But the man in black was incredibly fast.

Chen He felt his wrist being grabbed, his body staggered, and he spun around like a top for half a turn before his back slammed into the glass display case.

Brand names are on full display.

He didn't even have time to reach out and protect him.

Hiss.

Clean and efficient.

Without even a second of hesitation.

The broadcast started again.

"Chen He, OUT."

Chen He...OUT...OUT...OUT...

Chen He squatted on the ground, his hands covering his head.

"It's all over, it ......"

The cameraman shoved the lens right in his face, and he looked utterly hopeless, managing to squeeze out a sentence at the camera.

"Let me tell you, this bell-ringer isn't human! It's terrifying!"

The staircase corner between the first and second floors of the Bird's Nest.

Baby was leaning against the wall by herself.

Deng Chao just told her to wait here while he and Liu Xiang went to the second floor to scout.

She dared not move.

He was holding a walkie-talkie in his hand.

Two consecutive "OUT" announcements came over the loudspeaker.

Shen Teng is gone.

Chen He is gone too.

Baby held the walkie-talkie to her ear, speaking in a very low voice.

"Brother Chao? Brother Chao, where are you?"

There was only a hissing static sound coming from the walkie-talkie.

No one answered.

She swallowed hard and glanced down the stairs.

black.

I can't see anything.

Then she heard it.

Ding-dong.

It came up from under the stairs.

From far to near.

Baby instinctively shrank back, but there was a wall behind her.

A dark figure silently walked up the stairs from the corner.

Baby turned and ran.

Her high ponytail swung in an arc behind her, and the soles of her sneakers made a rapid slapping sound on the concrete steps.

But the footsteps behind him were even faster.

The bell rang in a series of broken sounds as it moved rapidly.

Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong...

Baby ran seven or eight steps before her wrist was grabbed.

It wasn't very forceful, but it was frighteningly steady.

She was pulled by this force and stumbled backward.

Instinctively, she reached out with her other hand to grab.

My finger touched a piece of fabric.

She pulled hard.

Splash!

The black mask was ripped off the other person's face.

The mask fell to the ground.

The faint green light of the emergency light shone on his face.

Baby saw it clearly.

Her mind went blank.

"Director Chen... Director Chen?!"