" The Third Mental Hospital…What a strange name," Zhou Ming said.
The white teleportation stone would most of the time teleport to a relatively safe area.
The blue stone tablet was very likely to send people to a certain street in the city, or to a cruise ship, amusement park, hospital, factory, or other places with a lot of people.
The old iron door was covered in dust. Zhou Ming pushed the door open.
There were four medical buildings, and each building was about 19 floors tall. This was not a low-standard hospital, but strangely, this location was a little remote. Thinking about it…this hospital changed after Hong Yue arrived.
Which of the four buildings should I explore first?
Zhou Ming glanced at the entrance of the building.
This was the most normal area of the Third Mental Hospital. When the leaders checked and the crowd visited, most of them would be in this building. If they wanted to go to the second building, they would have to go to the 19th floor and go through the air corridor. This was naturally very troublesome, but don't think that only the main characters in horror movies liked to seek death. In reality, such people were everywhere.
They had to go to the air corridor on the 19th floor to enter the second building? What kind of ridiculous design was this?
There must be a reason for any design that defied common sense. Zhou Ming guessed that perhaps the owner of the hospital did not want anyone to go to the second building.
Zhou Ming pushed open the glass door of the medical building.
The scene in the medical building was dirty and messy. Medical records were scattered all over the ground.
The walls of the registration area were stained with blood. Some of the walls were even painted with strange blood-red patterns.
What made Zhou Ming curious was that these bloodstains and patterns looked very new. He looked at the patterns.
What are you looking at? Am I mentally ill? Are you crazy? Since neither of us are, what makes you think that I can analyze what this scribble is? But I can tell you that these bloodstains and scattered medical records were all recently obtained.
Was it created recently? Was it to cover up or guide? The clues I had so far didn't seem to be enough to deduce anything. I had to continue exploring.
The structure of the building was not complicated. Looking straight ahead, there was a deep corridor. On both sides of the corridor were various treatment rooms and lounges.
The stairs were at the end of the corridor, and the elevator entrance was at the beginning of the corridor, which was next to the admission procedure. There was also a registration desk next to it.
In just a few seconds, Zhou Ming roughly deduced the distribution of each level.
There were many rooms in this building. If he searched every room on every floor, the workload would be too much for him.
What kind of hospital would need to build four 19-story medical buildings in a row? And why didn't the other buildings set up entrances and exits on the first floor?
Zhou Ming made a deduction.
This hospital…might look like a hospital on the surface, but it was actually used to imprison certain things.
Zhou Ming looked at the elevator. The Third Mental Hospital
A number suddenly lit up above the elevator door-nineteen.
A few seconds later, the numbers became eighteen, seventeen, sixteen.
Fifteen.
Fourteen.
Thirteen.
……
The elevator stopped at the eleventh floor for about twenty seconds before continuing down.
Why could these facilities still be used?
Under the effect of the rules, anything was possible!
The elevator stopped when the number on the door turned to one.
When the door opened, Zhou Ming found a piece of clothing scattered in a corner of the elevator.
A patient who died from the arrival of the Bloody Moon was not alone, although its reputation was very bad before it became a mental illness. If you want more detailed information, I suggest you touch its pocket.
Following the instructions in the note, Zhou Ming found a diary page from the tattered patient's gown.
"I'm not depressed. I just owe a lot of money. That person told me that as long as I come here, no one will be able to find me. But he lied to me! I think of a way to come down every day. And that guy on the eleventh floor, she's too pitiful. Will I become like her? Will she be transferred to the second building? I just want to leave now…I just want to leave now…”
There was only one page in the diary. However, the contents seemed to have been written many times. Zhou Ming did not doubt that the contents were obsession. However, this was the only page left in the entire diary.
Through the tear marks and folds at the corners, Zhou Ming was able to describe the situation when the doctor snatched the diary and the patient hurriedly tore off the page to hide it.
Was it some kind of protection? Many items in this world, including this diary page, seemed indestructible…
After he folded it, he put it back into the pocket of his hospital gown.
After entering the elevator, he pressed 11.
They soon arrived at the eleventh floor.
After the elevator door opened, Zhou took out the searchlight he found earlier and shone it on the dark corridor.
Just as Zhou Ming had expected, the structure of this floor was basically used to imprison patients. There were only two doctors 'offices in the corner.
There wasn't even a public bathroom. Every room had its own bathroom. It was almost the same as the prison structure that Zhou Ming knew.
"Hehe."
A creepy laugh suddenly rang out. Zhou Ming frowned.
He slowed down his pace
The sound came from the room at the end…"
From the moment the elevator door opened, he had a feeling that he was being targeted by a predator.
It was as if there was a pair of eyes in the darkness.
"You came to play with me…I'm here.”
It was filled with desire and resentment, but it also sounded like ravings in his ears.
"Aren't you going to look for me? I've been waiting for you for a long time…"
At the end of the corridor, a woman's crying could be heard. The voice sounded like that of a little girl, but it also sounded like that of an adult. It was as if the voices of two different ages and different emotions were intertwined.
Zhou Ming kept observing his surroundings, but there was no useful information in the remarks.
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