If the corpses and bright red weapons that may appear in this building at any time are ignored, then the morning fear hospital can indeed be considered a good place to recuperate.
Yu Xing just stayed quietly for a few minutes and felt his breathing calm down, and he felt much better.
Maybe he would have a happy event after he was in good spirits. When Yu Xing's eyes swept across the swing on the lawn again, he saw the person he wanted to see the most at this time.
Han Yan.
Han Yan, wearing a white coat, looked like a real person, and his body was covered with a friendly temperament. Seeing him, Yu Xing seemed to understand how Han Xinyi, who was a child, was attracted by Han Yan so quickly and let go of all her guards.
Han Yan is indeed a person who looks good enough to make anyone feel good about it.
His body leaned to the side. Because there was a live broadcast audience, he did not show any calculating intentions. He was like a player who happened to discover someone else's movement trajectory, staring at Han Yan curiously.
Han Yan is a doctor. What tasks does the doctor have to complete in the garden?
Yu Xing quickly searched the task library from his mind and found that there were only three doctors who needed to go to the garden in the first round, namely, the careless doctor left something in the garden and needed to pick it up; the doctor saw that the swing was not stable, so he planned to check it; the doctor helped patients or colleagues who liked flowers to pick a flower.
He looked at Han Yan's actions with interest. Han Yan did go to the flower stand. After picking on the flower stand, he picked off a bright red azalea.
Even if there was no one, Han Yan still carried out this matter very seriously, as if the one he wanted to spend was a very important person.
After picking the azaleas, Han Yan seemed to be in no hurry at all. He even admired the quiet swing and looked at the false quiet city outside.
Yu Xing was very curious about Han Yan's past.
When Han Xinyi was a child, she wanted to save herself, but because of Han Yan's interruption, she was eventually trained to become a devil who kills without blinking and is willing to fall into darkness. So what opportunity did Han Yan develop herself into a person who is good at instigating, brainwashing, but is not the same as an extreme person, and can perfectly disguise herself?
The time before was limited. After Zhao Mou found out that Han Zichuan was Han Yan, he wanted to continue to expose Han Yan's old secrets, but Han Yan should have an expert in network technology around him. His information was strictly protected. Zhao Mou could not track him through the Internet, so he could only search with the Zhao family intelligence website, plus his ability to divinate.
But in the end, Divination only helped to locate the live broadcast, and they still knew very little about Han Yan himself.
In fact, when it comes to network technology, Zhu Yan can also help, but people's energy is limited. Zhu Yan has already had a lot of things to do recently. Yu Xing is not a bad boss who exploits employees and can't bear to see this girl too tired.
Yu Xing then wanted to dig out the secrets of this person by himself.
He stared at Han Yan, and did not forget to pay attention to the stairs on the other side, and no one passed by.
Han Yan downstairs seemed to have seen enough of the scenery, turned around and held the flowers in his hand in front of his chest. He should have returned to the building, but he raised his head at this moment.
He and Yu Xing looked at each other, and the corner of his mouth still had a smile that was exactly the same as Han Xinyi and had never faded.
Yu Xing was sitting in a position that was not hidden, and it was found that it was a high probability event. He happily waved at Han Yan and received a response from the other party holding up the azalea.
At this moment, it seemed that the two of them really didn't know each other, just because they met someone who could prove their timeline and were far enough to pose no threat, so they were both very happy.
At least this is the scene that the live broadcast audience can see.
Only they themselves know that there is a reason between them to be eager to kill each other.
Han Yan must have been angry because of his "overpoweredness", and since his purpose was to kill Han Yan, Han Yan had no reason not to kill him.
Although the power of the "right line Han Zichuan" is not outstanding, and its presence is weaker than that of Zhao Mou, who has only risen in recent years, the "degenerate line Han Yan" has already made people's hearts perfect more than ten years ago. No matter how you look at it, Han Yan must be a person who is not weaker than Ren Yi, Zeng Lai, and even Shafuli.
The ability to train reserves for single prisms can only be in the core team.
Even, he might even know the identity of the real president of Single Prism?
Yu Xing thought about it, and his smile became brighter. It was not until Han Yan walked into the building and disappeared into his visual blind spot that he withdrew his gaze.
At the same moment, more than one footsteps came from the stairs. Yu Xing turned his head slightly, but his smile had not yet been closed.
Zhao Mou and Zhao Yijiu came down from the third floor and naturally found the person sitting on the balcony on the second floor. The two of them couldn't help but pause.
The morning sun was not thick enough, and it was a strange mixture of warmth and coldness, passing through the medium of the floor-to-ceiling window, and then cut off by the person sitting on the balcony, pulling out a long shadow on the ground.
Yu Xing turned his face and was in the backlight, with a soft face, as if he had just experienced something good, and the eyes he looked at were rarely so bright.
Zhao Yijiu felt that such a picture was a bit dazzling. The person was just sitting there, but his presence was higher than the sun outside the window.
Maybe it was his current imagination that caused his brain to have problems.
"A coincidence, I'm not here to meet Xun." Zhao Mou pushed the glasses on his nose and did not approach him immediately. Instead, he said in a jokey tone, "Ajiu, do you think Xun is the perpetrator?"
Zhao Yijiu came back to his senses and said coldly: "Ask me whom I ask."
"It must not be." Zhao Mou curled his lips, "Let's go, he should be doing the task of breathing fresh air. From this point of view, claustrophobia should be his symptom."
Zhao Yijiu didn't know why Zhao Mou decided that Yu Xing was "must not the perpetrator" because it was not a question of trust or not, but a question of the probability of the system's identity allocation.
He didn't know why Yu Xing was claustrophobic, because breathing fresh air was not an exclusive task, and all patients and even medical staff could be asked to complete this task for various reasons.
Anyway, this was said by Zhao Mou, so he probably wouldn't be wrong. He followed Zhao Mou, lowering his eyes slightly, and not looking at Yu Xing with his dark red eyes.
"You guys have all finished the examination?" Yu Xing spoke first. He was a little curious. Is the medical examination so fast now?
After all, his physical condition never requires going to the hospital.
"I went to fill in a questionnaire, and Ajiu was very perfunctory." Zhao Mou walked into the balcony, shrugged, and accused Zhao Yijiu and said.
"I'm not really imaginary, why are you filling that?" Zhao Yijiu sat down in the chair opposite Yu Xing, without leaving a look on his brother.
Seeing that the double seats were picked up, Zhao Mou had to move a chair over. He looked at Yu Xing and looked up and down: "It's not easy to say in the hall just now. You are really suitable for wearing this outfit."
Yu Xing had just envied Ren Yi's male nurse uniform, and when he heard this, he glanced at Zhao Mou: "Where is the right place?"
"Sick girl." Zhao Mou laughed, "Do you know, when you met Ajiu, that's how he described you, and then it was the same. You really have poor physical condition, anemia and weak body. I think you were born to wear a hospital gown, look at your pale face."
Yu Xing understood. During the last live broadcast, Zhao Yijiu set up a character for him with a bad physique in front of the audience. Zhao Mou was helping him consolidate.
If you want to be more credible than the righteous line, selling miserably is a good choice.
So Yu Xing got angry: "Don't let anyone pick up any pot, I still prefer your white coat."
"If you take it off, he won't resist." Zhao Yijiu interrupted and made a rebellious remark.
Zhao Mou was only one younger brother who was so angry that he was just about to turn his elbow out.
As if to change the topic, Zhao Mou cleared his throat, looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, and asked, "How long will your mission be? Let's go patrol the building together after completing it. I think the time is about to be over. If the perpetrator finds a good opportunity, he may have already taken action."
As long as the first assailant kills, the only corpse is found before the second assailant kills, and then the alarm is sounded and the second assailant is not given the second assailant to kill, they can lose one less good person.
Yu Xing calculated: "Two minutes left."
"Claustrophobia?" Zhao Yijiu asked.
Upon hearing this question, Zhao Mou realized that he was questioned by Ajiu, and he had obviously not raised any objections just now!
Just to find a topic to chat?
But why, Ajiu, do you only look for trouble with me while looking for topics?
No one knew the blood in Zhao Mou's heart, and Yu Xing followed Zhao Yijiu's question and said: "Yes, he guessed it?"
While speaking, Yu Xing raised his chin to the position where Zhao Mou was sitting.
"Yeah." After a response, Zhao Yijiu fell into silence, as if nothing was more curious.
Zhao Mou waited for a long time without waiting for the praise. He sighed and said, "According to regulations, when not in the hall, it is not allowed to over-discuss issues such as movement trajectory. The anti-Zhi Gang murderer cheats, so I won't ask who you were so happy just now. Anyway, I think we can leave here now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xing's system prompt jumped out.
【The task has been completed: Breathe fresh air on the balcony on the second floor for ten minutes】
Zhao Mou's prediction was exactly right. How accurate is his calculation ability and sixth sense?
Yu Xing stood up and said to them: "Yes, it's time to go to the patrol."
Zhao Mou used the word "Shiong" to patrol the building, and when he got to Yu Xing, he became a patrol. It seems that Yu Xing regarded the entire hospital as a place wherever he could go.
They left the balcony one after another, headed to other places on the second floor, and searched for the bodies nearby.
The first place is of course the second floor itself. Yu Xing could see one staircase, but he couldn't see the other. If the perpetrator attacked on the other side of the second floor, he wouldn't be able to see it.
The three of them walked through the corridor, and Yu Xing pointed: "Walk here, I haven't walked here, the other side is where I came from, and there are people watching me."
Yu Xing thought that according to the dean's anger, it was obvious that round checking was not Ren Yi's task, so Ren Yi's task should be very close to the ward area and could be done immediately after the room check, otherwise it would be too late.
Therefore, Ren Yi is likely to be still there. If a murder occurs there, Ren Yi will not not notice it.
Unless Ren Yi himself is the perpetrator, in this case, when the body found is in the ward area, Yu Xing can raise suspicion and accuse Ren Yi.
So he chose the other side, which had a duty room, a tea room, a toilet, and a doctor's office, responsible for performing some temporary examinations on uncomfortable hospitalized patients.
As a result, they had just walked around the corner and had not had time to check the situation in each room, the sirens above their heads suddenly flashed red, and a harsh alarm hit their eardrums like ripples.
Zhao Mou pushed his glasses: "The body must have been found on another floor."
"Yeah." Yu Xing was annoyed when he remembered that he wanted to go downstairs. That staircase was a challenge he was reluctant to accept.
But another staircase entrance is right in front, and there is an elevator next to him. He can't choose an elevator, right?
Wait... Why not? It's just one floor of time.
Yu Xing didn't feel fear at all. His eyes lit up, and the balance inside was already tilted to the elevator.
As a result, he was not anxious and continued to walk along the corridor, looking into the room along the open door or the glass on the unopened door.
In five minutes, it was relatively affordable for people like them who were on the second floor and very close to the stairs. Zhao Mou was also looking around, because the discovery of corpses on other floors did not mean that they did not have one here.
Perhaps the people present had a very accurate premonition. When they walked to the toilet door, Zhao Yijiu suddenly spoke: "Wait."
His eyes narrowed and his nose sucked slightly: "The smell of blood."
Before the other two people could react, Zhao Yijiu rushed into the toilet and saw a person's body sitting next to them under the public sink in the toilet.
Yu Xing suddenly recognized the identity of the corpse through the white coat representing the doctor - this is a siren.
The woman, who was as beautiful as an elf, had a blood hole in her heart at this time, and the blood flowed like a stream, dyeing the floor tiles under her red.
The part that controlled the blood flow stopped beating, and the Siren's eyes were closed, and it didn't look painful.
This is also what it should be. A fear hospital is a game where you will die once, twice or even three times. No one will risk the increase in alienation to feel the taste of so many deaths. If the alienation really soars, even the winning reward cannot make up for the loss.
Therefore, the murder setting in this game is that when the assailant subdues the target and the system believes that the target has no chance of escape, it will transfer the consciousness of the person being killed one second before the assailant takes action. In this way, for the person being killed, they are not dead, but are just eliminated.
This is already a rare humanization in the absurd system.
Yu Xing looked at the corpse of the sirens facing the constant sound of loud noises outside. Zhao Mou did the same thing, and then Zhao Mou was stunned.
His eyes under the lens stared at the knife edge of the Siren's chest and asked, "Qu... Where is Qu Yanqing's mission? Do you know?"
This scar is caused by scalpels that can be seen everywhere in the hospital.
But this neat sword technique instantly made the name Qu Xianqing appear in Zhao Mou's mind.