"Click" is the slight sound of the key unlocking.
"By the way, Dean, another one of the ordinary patients has gone crazy. They chased him for half an hour before catching him, and now they have given him a tranquilizer and forced him to calm down. Look... what treatment plan has been formulated?"
The door opened, and there was a very kind-looking middle-aged man in the courtyard. He was slightly fat and wore ordinary glasses. He looked like a gentleman. —It's a pity that this is all hypocritical skin.
"Take me to a confinement room for two days first, and then give me electric shock therapy once a day." The dean glanced at his office, went to the desk, picked up his Bible and flipped through two pages—"I will cure them, they just It is sinful to be polluted by the devil. We are all guilty, and if we confess our sins, God is faithful and just, and will forgive our sins and cleanse us of all unrighteousness.”
"Then, Dean, the child who committed suicide by jumping off the building the day before yesterday...?"
"Give me the cremated body of the suicide, without telling his parents. Wait until next spring, tell them: The child couldn't stand it, and ran away by himself." The dean stroked the cover of the Bible, and the reflection of his glasses covered his eyes. Frenzy, he whispered: "I will offer him to the gods."
"… yes."
The doctor nodded, turned and left the dean's room. He had to go and take care of things for the dean-the patients with headaches were not caught, and the doctor had a headache. Those eight parents gave a lot of money. No. 1 and No. 5 came here not only for treatment, but also to avoid legal punishment.
Number one was fighting and beating people in the street, breaking three ribs of a classmate he didn't like, crippling another's arm and breaking a leg. That classmate is still lying in the hospital receiving treatment and psychological counseling.
No. 5 killed someone. This is not the first time No. 5 has killed someone. His first murder was two months before he was fourteen, when he killed a ten-year-old girl in the same community. There was no trace of panic in the killing and throwing of the corpse. He even inquired about the situation at the victim's father, and his parents helped cover it up. Although he was found out in the end, he is a minor, so... he does not have to bear criminal responsibility.
Later, when he became an adult, he was addicted to the pleasure of killing. He likes the beauty of blood splashing for a moment, likes to hear the women screaming and groaning in pain, he sees those people crying and begging for mercy, and then blooms blood-colored flowers—he is so excited by this feeling , And this kind of time can even arouse his sexual desire. While invading, I feel the traces of those people's lives gradually disappearing, feeling struggle, pain, tranquility, death, coldness...
He is a full-fledged pervert and a murderer.
But he was still not punished by law, but was sent here by his parents. Parents hope that he can restore the innocence and innocence of a baby here, and hope that he can become a "normal person". She was even afraid of him, his methods and cold blood, and didn't want to get close to him again. It was a complex and tangled emotion, and in the end he was abandoned here without punishment or redemption.
The doctor thought about these things. Although the dean said that "the gods will forgive everyone", he felt that some people had no right to disturb the gods.
There are real madmen in this hospital, there are real villains, there are real patients, and there are people who pretend to be crazy—it's a hodgepodge.
…
The long, dark staircase seemed endless. Wei Qianrong and Jiang Xiaoli supported the wall and walked down step by step. Both Wei Qianrong and Jiang Xiaoli's backpacks were in the ward, and they only had ghost-exorcism charms on them. Wei Qianrong has a jade pendant that can be used once, while Jiang Xiaoli's is a slightly weak mithril bracelet.
They had no lighting tools, so they could only walk down slowly and carefully, leaning on the wall. The long staircase kept turning, and they walked almost mechanically, stepping down the steps in an inexplicable rhythm.
"There is no light..." Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help complaining, and then she thought of the candles, trays and lighters she found in the drawer, and regretted that she didn't take them by hand. But if she did that, the chances of being discovered would be greatly increased.
"It's coming soon." Wei Qianrong reassured, she silently counted the number of steps in her heart, and before she spoke for a long time, she finally reached the flat ground—
This appears to be a secret room. It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.
Jiang Xiaoli held onto the wall and groped cautiously, when she suddenly touched a switch similar to a light, she pressed it with a "snap"—
The room instantly lit up.
This is a secret room.
The middle of the secret room was empty, nothing was placed there. It was just a circle drawn by the red liquid... Wei Qianrong knelt down and smelled it, it wasn't blood.
In the corner of the secret room near the wall was a pile of jars densely packed, stacked three or four layers high. I'm afraid there must be hundreds of them. The jars seem to be carved out of the same mold and fired from ceramics. Jiang Xiaoli walked over and knocked on the jar curiously, the material was nothing special. She unscrewed the lid and found that it was filled with gray powder.
lime? Milk powder... no, it can't be... ashes, right? Jiang Xiaoli was hesitating whether to sniff it a bit, but she heard Li Hongying say, "It's the ashes." '
"..." Jiang Xiaoli put the lid back on, put the jar back in place, and bowed with clasped hands. ... In this world of ghosts, messing around with the ashes urns of other ghosts... She doesn't want to be approached by ghosts. "There are so many ashes, how many people died here..."
'Isn't that normal? 'Li Hongying smiled lowly.
Jiang Xiaoli thought of those patients and the treatment room, but said nothing. "... It is obviously the most abnormal place, and everything is abnormal. But the tragedy that happened here, I actually have a cognition of 'it will happen like this'."
Li Hongying was stunned, she didn't speak any more. Sensing Jiang Xiaoli's slightly heavy heart, she remained silent, not knowing how to persuade her.
"Show me the paper you tore." Wei Qianrong looked at the formation on the ground and pondered. Walking in the corner, he found something like cinnabar, and a red viscous liquid that was about to solidify after stirring. .
Jiang Xiaoli gave her the paper from her arms, and Wei Qianrong finally looked at the pattern, and then at the circle drawn with red liquid under her feet—she rubbed her feet, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't rub them off. It seems like the color has seeped into the floor.
"The ceremony hasn't started yet, so he must be short of some materials." Ashes? Unidentified liquid like cinnabar, what else is there? blood? If it is really summoning a demon, or making some evil deal... contacting the ashes, there should be a real sacrifice. So, what is the sacrifice
—Player? But according to the setting of this game, those doctors don't think they are players, but patients. Special patients, eight.
The dean didn't attack them either, what are they waiting for? Are there any important things on the eight patients corresponding to the players? — Or rather not the player, but something else. But other... What is the connection with the player's customs clearance
Wei Qianrong felt that she had found a lot of bits and pieces, but these things—true and false, effective and useless mixed together, she couldn't tell the difference, and couldn't connect all the clues together. It feels bad. She looked at the talismans under the array, but still couldn't decipher the meaning.
... Why can the dean know what is written on it? What the hell is this text? Maybe she should look it up online. But patients do not have electronic products such as mobile phones, and there is no such thing as a computer in the dean's office... They may have to go to the doctor's office to look through the cabinets.
Wei Qianrong returned the two pieces of paper to Jiang Xiaoli to keep away, and then began to touch the wall to see if he could find the rest of the mechanism. There can't be only one entrance to the office, right
Jiang Xiaoli also started to touch the wall together, but she found nothing after touching for a while, so she ran to the circle and squatted down to take a closer look: "Li Hongying, if we use his things to talk nonsense, he won't do it in the future." Is it okay to set up an array here?"
'And then go crazy because the plan is shattered, take everyone to be buried with him, and start hard mode again? '
"... Oh." That's right, people who can do these things are definitely not normal. Once the plan is destroyed, it is reasonable for such people to do crazier and more terrifying things. After all, they were lunatics.
Jiang Xiaoli didn't think it would be a normal person to open a madhouse, regardless of the life or death of the patients, or even collect a room full of ashes in a disgusting manner. If it wasn't for the fact that the formation didn't start, she would have believed that this guy was possessed by a demon's soul.
Jiang Xiaoli's conversation with Li Hongying who lives in his heart like this, in the eyes of those who don't know, he is talking to himself, and it can be regarded as the completion of the mental patient setting. Wei Qianrong has been with Jiang Xiaoli all the time, and the distance between the two has never been widened. It can be regarded as barely maintaining the homosexual personality. Well, but judging from the ballad... the homosexual character set still needs to be "treated", Wei Qianrong didn't intend to make herself suffer, and the points rating... the lower the point, the lower it is.
"There's a hidden compartment here." Wei Qianrong finally touched an uneven wall. She noted down the location, and pushed the compartment inward forcefully, and soon after, she heard the sound of the mechanism moving as she wished.
The wall turned over, revealing a dark corridor about one meter high. This is to climb out
"It seems... I can only climb out."
Wei Qianrong sighed, looked back at the decoration of the secret room, and confirmed that they did not leave any traces that should not be left, then squatted down and crawled in, moving forward little by little. Jiang Xiaoli waited for Wei Qianrong to advance for a certain distance before climbing in.
—It's a weird feeling. Jiang Xiaoli didn't know why he thought of drilling a dog hole.
There seemed to be a movable brick at the end. Wei Qianrong lay down on the spot vigilantly and waited for a while. After confirming that there was no one and no sound, he reached out and tried to remove the brick—the first thing he saw was Buckets, mops, brooms, and big gray rags littered by the door.
This is a utility room. The utility room of the public toilet on the first floor.