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Chapter 12 Bullet screen protection, put fear on the screen

This old-fashioned large iron door has sharp tips at the top, so Wu Lin was very careful when turning his legs over.

[Damn the anchor, be careful! If you accidentally sit on the iron tip, the egg will be gone.]

[It may also be that the chrysanthemum is in... The iron spear just enters, and it hurts if you think about it.]

[Maybe the anchor will find it very good!]

【…】

Fortunately, I went in smoothly. When Wu Lin landed, he was a little tired and panting. He looked at the live broadcast screen: "Come in. Everyone, do you think I'm bored?"

【Exploded and exploded.】

【It really explodes! Anchor, please stop broadcasting, hurry up and go to the hospital.】

[Isn’t the anchor in the hospital now?]

Wu Lin couldn't help but be amused.

Sure enough!

If you want to broadcast live, interacting with the silly netizens will actually weaken this horror and gloomy feeling. It's simply killing two birds with one stone.

"Okay, I'm going to go inside. If you like it, please ask your friends to come and take a look and add some fans to me. Next, it's a witness to the horror moment."

Wu Lin walked towards the main building of Qianfang Hospital... It is also the place where registration and basic clinics are located.

Thirty years have made the glory of the past disappear.

The glass sliding door has long been broken, leaving only the bare metal door frame. The black door is like the mouth of a giant beast that chooses people and eats!

Especially, there were no stars or moon tonight, and it was pitch black around it. Only the search light on Wu Lin's head could shine a small area.

A gloomy and treacherous aura enveloped the surroundings, and no one knew what terrible things were hiding in the darkness.

[How come I feel like watching a horror movie, I'm a little scared.]

[Barrels protect the body, bad luck fades away.]

[Protect the anchor! Hit the fear on the screen.]

So, a series of "fear" floated by the screen...

Wu Lin walked in.

In an instant, a cold feeling wrapped around him.

I don’t know if it’s really because the temperature in the building is lower or it’s a psychological effect.

He became alert and cautious.

Next, step on something soft... chirp!!!

The sudden sharp sound made Wu Lin tremble all over and almost ran away. But he suppressed the fear in his heart and looked down, while the live broadcast screen was also facing the ground.

【Damn what? I'm scared to death!】

【Comrades, don’t be afraid to hug me tightly.】

【I will protect your eyes.】

[Richness, democracy, civilization, harmony, justice...the socialist core values ​​protect the body!]

[Is this just a mortality? Love it!]

The barrage of sand sculptures floated by, and of course the live gifts were also browsed. One bottle after another, the ice was tidy...

At this time, Wu Lin also saw clearly that what he had stepped on was a small plastic toy. It was the kind that would make a scream when pressed. It was mainly played by children or pets such as kittens and dogs.

The one he just stepped on was the shape of a mouse.

Wu Lin picked it up.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a small toy. Look at me pinching it to death!"

After pinching it a few more times, the chirping chirping echoed in the empty first-floor hall.

[Stop pinching the anchor, I'm still afraid.] - The audience with the nickname Su Xiaolu said.

Wu Lin smiled and said, "I won't pinch you if you give me 10 b-b-small trash."

He was originally a joke, but Su Xiaolu really managed to get 10 b-and-forth trash.

"Uh... OK, then I won't pinch it anymore. I'll step on it a few times."

As he said that, he put the little mouse at his feet and stepped on it a few times.

【Hahaha! The anchor is really hentai】

【Su Xiaolu is going to be angry to death】

[Anchor, wait, I and you are endless!]

[If you are afraid, don’t watch it. If you are afraid, you will still watch it. Isn’t this looking for abuse?

[Aren’t everyone all afraid while watching]

There are more and more people in the live broadcast room, with about 300 people already, which is very good among the newcomers on B.com.

Wu Lin continued to explore.

Yinshan Petrochemical Hospital has been abandoned for many years and cannot find much information online. Therefore, he cannot understand the layout and architectural structure of the hospital in advance, so he can only watch it on site...

However, according to experience, the morgue will not be in the main building and outpatient department. It is either a separate building or the underground floor of the critical ward.

But as a former Grade A hospital, the area is too large! It is definitely too late to find it like a blind man looking around.

Wu Lin thought about it and began to wander around the registration hall of the main building, wanting to find the hospital distribution map - most hospitals choose to post this kind of thing in a conspicuous place at the entrance.

Soon, he saw a yellowed map.

"As long as there is a distribution map, it's okay. Otherwise, I'd probably run around like a headless fly tonight. Maybe I can't get to the Taiping Army before twelve o'clock, and the mission will be a failure."

Wu Lin was secretly glad that while approaching the map, he also brought the live broadcast screen close to the audience for viewers to see.

[The anchor hang exploded! I have seen the markings of the morgue, as if it was on the second floor of the underground building.]

[The anchor is here quickly, I am ready for diapers]

【Dirty 1】

【1】

【…】

Wu Lin took out another cell phone, and with a click, he took a picture of the hospital distribution map.

Although he was calm in front of the live broadcast camera, he was still a little scared and worried. At this time, his memory will definitely decline, and taking pictures with his mobile phone is the best choice.

"Since everyone has seen it, the morgue is on the second floor of the hospital side building, then we will go there now. If you look at the map, you need to go through the left side of the main building, then walk through the long corridor between the two buildings, and finally go down to the ground. To be honest, I am a little scared now, anchor."

He said as he walked forward.

The live broadcast camera swept through the ground and the surrounding areas illuminated by light, and you can see all kinds of discarded cardboard boxes, syringes, stethoscopes and other medical wastes. There are also floors and columns with severe weathering traces - some places are even covered with strange mushrooms and bryos.

[Many people should have died in the hospital. Why haven’t there been a ghost coming out to chase the anchor? That would be exciting.]

A barrage of sandstorms flashed by.

Wu Lin:???

"This audience, are you afraid you have a grudge against me?"

[Hahaha! The anchor was scared.]

[Anchor, I have half of my diapers. Or we can use them together.]

[The name of your own live broadcast room is called Death King, who is the blame? Spread your hands.jpg]

[In fact, it is recommended that the anchor go to Douyin or tease the fish. There are still a few people watching outdoor adventures on B.C. The main ones are games and two-dimensional. There is no category in the official live broadcast columns.]

[I don’t like to listen to this. There are thousands of netizens on B.com. If you don’t like to read it, I like to read it!]

Seeing that the barrage was about to quarrel, Wu Lin quickly comforted him: "Don't fight for it first, I'm a newcomer, I'm also a newcomer, the first time I've tried broadcasting. I'll wait a while later, let's watch it."

[That's right, if the anchor is eaten by the ghost tonight, it's over.]
Chapter completed!
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