There is a faint odor in the air, and it seems that the closer you get to the third ward, the stronger the smell.
The corridor between the second and third wards is locked, and an iron door separates the two wards.
Through the gap in the iron door, you can vaguely see the scene in the third ward. The tables and chairs are overturned, and a lot of bedding is thrown in the corridor. What is even more strange is that the bedding is bulging and seems to be covered with something.
Chen Ge stood beside the rusted iron door and stared at the keyhole on the iron door. It had been a while since he came to the third floor of the second ward.
"Double-sided lock cylinder?"
Most of the access doors of mental hospitals have double-sided lock cylinders. In an emergency, no matter which side of the iron door you stand on, the iron door can be locked, prohibiting internal and external passage, and blocking a certain area.
Originally, this was just a very inconspicuous point, but it caught Chen Ge's attention.
He took out the key that Wang Haiming left from his pocket and tried it in the keyhole.
It may be because it has not been maintained for a long time, the keyhole has been rusted and the key cannot be inserted at all.
"It seems that I think too much, this key is not the access door key." Comparing the tooth height and tooth spacing of the keyhole and the key, Chen Ge put away Wang Haiming's key again.
When he entered the rehabilitation center, he noticed that most of the doors of the wards have a single-sided lock cylinder, and the key hole is very small, and the key cannot be inserted at all.
"The key was brought by Wang Haiming from the third ward. The door corresponding to the key may be in the third ward. Let's make a bold guess. There are only nine patients' information in the third ward, the missing No. 3. Could the patient in the room be Wang Haiming?"
Chen Ge couldn't be sure of his guess. If it was Wang Haiming, the hospital should have kept a discharge record, but Dr. Gao checked all the information and there was no information about Ward No. 3.
"Just one Wang Haiming should not be worthy for the hospital to destroy all materials and records."
The water in this sick building was a bit deep. Chen Ge wasn't really interested in what happened here five years ago. He just wanted to find clues left by his parents and a way to close the "door".
Entering the corridor on the third floor, Chen Ge took a flashlight and carefully walked past the wards.
"Will the person I saw in the middle of the corridor just hide in a certain room?"
At the end of the corridor on the third floor, Chen Ge stopped at the door of an unknown room.
The room had a strong musty smell, and the door was different from other wards, with a new big lock hanging on it.
"There is no rust on the lock. This lock is the same as the lock on the door of the first ward. It was newly installed." Chen Ge took out Wang Haiming's key and tried it, but he still couldn't open it.
He glanced back at the dark corridor, and after confirming that there was no one nearby, he raised the tool hammer and pried the lock directly from the door panel.
"Fortunately, it's a wooden door. If it's an iron door, I really won't be able to get in."
Pushing the door, a strong musty smell came out, and there were hill-like hospital gowns and sheets and bedding piled up in the house.
"This should be the laundry room in the second ward." Chen Ge stood up straight, and the camera on his chest recorded everything, including the words he said.
In a dangerous situation, he didn't dare to relax and communicate with the water friends. He just stood in his own perspective and said what he thought and saw, just like making a real horror documentary.
The musty smell in the laundry room dilutes the odor of the sick building itself, and the air in the room feels sticky and uncomfortable.
Enduring the discomfort, Chen Ge entered.
The house is very large, with several washing machines and special disinfection equipment placed against the wall. Apart from that, there are only mountains of dirty clothes and moldy and smelly sheets and bedding.
"This room doesn't look like much, why is it specially locked?" Chen Ge focused his eyes on the pile of dirty clothes. He resisted the unpleasant smell and used a tool hammer to lift the bedding outside.
"I always feel like there's something hidden in it." Chen Ge quickened his movements, and when he opened a coat full of stains, the tool hammer hit the iron bar and made a crisp sound.
"Iron cage?" He removed the quilt that was covering it, and the scene in front of him made his heart skip a beat.
There was an iron cage hidden under the quilt, and in the cage was a young woman with a shaved head!
Mouth was stuffed with a moldy pillowcase, and her hands were tied to the iron cage. The woman's mental state was not very stable. She watched Chen Ge shaking her head desperately, waving her hands, and kicking the cage outwards with her feet.
Chen Ge didn't react for a while, he didn't expect to find a living person under a pile of dirty clothes.
The live broadcast room also exploded at this time, the barrage screen swiped, and even the live broadcast screen appeared a little stuck because of the too many speakers.
Chen Ge quietly backed away, he was still very cautious, he closed the door first, and then pushed the washing machine by the wall behind the door.
He was afraid of being attacked from behind, so he blocked the door before he dared to approach the iron cage.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?" As soon as Chen Ge approached, the woman in the cage began to resist desperately, unable to communicate at all.
"There are no wounds on her body and no oil stains on her lips. This woman was not transferred from the iron cage of the first sick building. There may be other people around."
Chen Ge tore off the bedding next to him again, and there were three iron cages hidden in this stench.
The three finished iron cages are placed like three wards of a rehabilitation center.
The woman is in the middle. On her left is an old man with ragged hair. He looks like he is in his 60s or 70s. He is scrawny with oil stains on his mouth and fingers. On the right of the woman is a middle-aged man with pale skin who seems to have not seen the sun for a long time Man, this man saw Chen Ge come in, his eyes were very strange, intertwined with excitement, disgust and fear.
"three people?"
The matter exceeded Chen Ge's expectations, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and thoughts came into his mind.
Holding the tool hammer tightly, Chen Ge kept a certain distance from the three iron cages.
In a dangerous environment, I met three strangers. The safest thing to do is not to believe what they said, and don't approach them rashly, because the murderer is likely to be hidden among them.
Chen Ge walked around them. The cage was not big, and it was not prepared for people at all. If a living person got into it, he couldn't even turn around.
"Three iron cages, only the woman's hands and feet are restrained, and her mouth is blocked." There are more and more places that make people puzzled. If all three are victims, why is the woman with the least strength who is restrained from moving?
The old man on the left and the middle-aged man on the right, one is stupid and sluggish, the other has an unusually rich facial expression, their hands and feet were not tied, but no one asked for help, so they huddled in the iron cage and looked at Chen Ge.
Compared with the live broadcast room of Barrage Hurricane, Chen Ge was extremely calm. He stood in front of the three iron cages with a tool hammer: "How long have you been imprisoned here?"