"Why are you crying?"
An Che looked at the crying girl and asked.
He could feel her sorrow.
Moreover, this was not a human, but a ghost.
There was a medical record on the table beside him. An Che picked it up.
The female ghost was still crying and did not respond.
Name: Luan Ningxin
[Genre: Female]
[Age: 22]
It was the patient who jumped off the building two days ago. An Che remembered this name.
[symptoms: auditory hallucinations, hallucinations]
She felt that someone was trying to harm her.
Because the patient's suspicion of the target of the persecutions was not based on facts, it did not conform to common sense. Therefore, the following diagnosis was made.
The diagnosis was that he was suffering from persecutory paranoia.
[Treatment suggestion: Admit to the hospital for treatment, psychological assistance medication assistance.]
[Diagnose No.:…]
The patient's personal information was written on the medical record, and the final suggestion was to be hospitalized.
Suddenly, the crying stopped.
An Che turned around. The female ghost who was crying on the bed had disappeared.
In its place was a bright red diary.
Flipping to the first page of the diary, there were four big words written in bright red blood: "I'm not sick."
"I'm not sick?"
An Che was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care. Many mental patients would say that they weren't sick, including himself.
Flipping to the second page.
"Why is Father treating me like this? Why? He said that all men are like this. I don't believe it! I'm going to tell him…"
The handwriting was very messy. It was obvious that the owner of this diary was very emotional at that time.
"Why is he like this too? Do all men want to sleep with me?”This was the content of the second page. It was just a short sentence, but it revealed a huge amount of information.
His father and the " he " she mentioned seemed to have done something to her.
Flipping to the next page, the entire paper seemed to be soaked in blood.
"I'm not sick. I'm not persecuted. Someone really wants to harm me.!! Principal!"
"Look behind you!"
These words suddenly appeared at the end.
Meanwhile, a female ghost appeared behind An Che.
Its head was full of cracks, like a porcelain doll that had been broken and pieced back together.
The female ghost's eyes were filled with endless anger. She was prepared to give An Che a fatal blow when he turned around.
Meanwhile, An Che turned around.
His body didn't move, but his head turned 180 degrees.
Turn around and kill effect triggered.
"Ah!"
The female ghost screamed and her head exploded. The wall was covered in blood, and the scene was extremely bloody.
At the same time, the rest of her body melted like sugar cubes.
The first time An Che's Turn Back Kill was used, it triggered the one-hit kill effect.
Ding! The host has killed a vengeful spirit. The Devour skill has been activated and the host has obtained the skill echo.
[Echo: She was tortured to death in pain. She repeated the painful scene in her mind over and over again. There would always be echoes if she could not forget it.] (Able to recall past events in an area)
This skill was a type of probing skill. It was similar to a replay. It could replay what had happened within a certain range.
With the death of the female ghost, the fog in the entire hospital began to dissipate.
"Hmm?"
In An Che's vision, this female ghost was clearly not the source of the fog.
However, with the death of the female ghost, why did the fog begin to dissipate?
However, An Che didn't mind. Instead, he went straight back to his ward.
At this time, there were only two autistic roommates left in the ward.
The two doctors had already disappeared.
The two roommates huddled in the corner and never communicated with anyone. An Che also lay back on the bed.
Ten minutes after the fog dissipated, the door of the ward was knocked open again.
Two men, one fat and one thin, entered the room.
One of them was as thin as a stick, as if he was only skin and bones, without a trace of fat on his body.
The other one was strangely fat. His head was small, but his body was round like a balloon.
"Brother Zhang, there are three survivors here.”
"Oh?"
The thin man called Brother Zhang entered the room.
"Are there three patients?"
As he spoke, he took out his communication device, which could check the files of all the patients in the hospital.
"Two autistic patients and one suffering from mood disorder? He actually survived this supernatural event?”
Brother Zhang looked at the file and there was a hint of surprise in his tone.
Almost everyone in the hospital had died. He did not expect three patients to survive.
"Hello, we are from the Supernatural Investigation Bureau. We specialize in dealing with supernatural incidents in various regions. I know that you may not understand what I'm saying, but someone from the official department will explain it to you later.”
"We have been ordered to investigate this supernatural incident. We hope that you can cooperate!”
One of them took out a black ID and said slowly to An Che and the others.
But the awkward thing was that no one responded to him.
The two of them looked at each other and shook their heads. They were ready to go forward and take the few of them away.
"Hmm?"
When one of them approached An Che, he felt a terrifying supernatural aura coming from him.
"Be careful not to get close to him! There seems to be something wrong with this person!"
That person suddenly pulled his teammate back.
They had been dealing with supernatural events all year round, so their perception of supernatural power was far superior to ordinary people.
"The female ghost is dead. This is her diary.”
An Che suddenly raised his head and took out a blood-red diary.
"Hmm?"
The two Ghost Commanders said in surprise,""You can actually speak?"
"I'm just sick, not mute.”
An Che looked up at the two of them and said slowly.
"You're also a ghost tamer?" One of them asked.
He felt a strong supernatural power from An Che. This power even suppressed the ghosts in their bodies.
It was like two hounds meeting a tiger. The suppression was due to the difference in levels.
"Yes, sir!"
An Che did not deny it, nor did he need to.
"I see. Then let's get to know each other again. I'm Zhang Shouling, and this fatty beside me is Sun Qian.”
His attitude instantly changed. They were both ghost controllers, so he had to take them seriously.
"My name is An Che."
An Che replied briefly.
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