Just when Chu Ping left the monitoring room, no one noticed that the balloon with the human face printed on the monitoring screen moved slowly, and then a clown's face slowly rose from the bottom of the screen.
The corners of his mouth raised, and the clown showed a weird smile.
The clown's eyes slowly approached the camera, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see something from inside, and his mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something.
"I see you."
A hoarse and sharp sound resounded in the corridor, like the sound of nails scraping against a wooden board.
Chu Ping naturally didn't see what happened in the surveillance camera. He held the swing stick in his hand.
The pitch-black stick is like a poisonous snake in the night, constantly spitting out its core.
Ah Tou fell on Chu Ping's shoulder. From a distance, he looked like a monster with two heads, like a seducer in the middle of the night. Every movement could affect people's souls.
"Joker, Eastern Suburban Mental Hospital, what is the relationship between the two of them? Is the clown also a patient who ran away from Eastern Suburban Mental Hospital?"
Chu Ping kept thinking about the clown and the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital.
"The clown appeared ten years ago, and the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital was only established ten years ago. It is difficult not to make people doubt the relationship between the clown and the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital."
Chu Ping thought of the dark security room again.
"The security guard seems to have some problems too."
Chu Ping felt a little headache. He thought that after what happened yesterday and the building that was about to be alienated was solved, there would be no problems. But who would have thought that another clown would appear.
Chu Ping really felt that he was not a strange favored person, but a walking aggregation of bad luck.
"How can I be so unlucky? I am simply possessed by Conan."
Chu Ping tightened the stick in his hand, maybe this could make him feel more at ease.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Ah Tou, who landed on Chu Ping's shoulder, shouted in agreement.
"The place where the balloon appeared should be at the corner of the stairs on the first floor. Since they are here to find us, it would be too rude if we don't go there. I don't know if Lao Xie has left the building."
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At this time, Lao Xie was hiding in the men's room on the first floor. He didn't know where the man dressed as a clown was now, but he could faintly hear footsteps walking back and forth outside the door.
"Who are the people out there?"
An old man wearing a yellow tattered monk's robe hides
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Under the desk, look through the gap to the door.
"Da-da-da-"
The footsteps are getting closer.
"He's coming."
Lao Xie held his breath and shrank back, bringing his body completely close to the desk. The cold touch gave him a sense of security at this moment.
Just as Lao Xie was staring nervously at the door, the footsteps outside the door suddenly stopped without any warning.
Lao Xie didn't dare to act rashly, he just held his breath and listened carefully to what was going on outside.
"They must be trying to confuse me, wait for me to let down my guard, and then catch me..."
Lao Xie made up a series of horrific scenes in his mind.
"Click——"
Just when Lao Xie was immersed in his own horrific scene, the sound of turning the handle suddenly sounded, like throwing a stone on a calm lake, causing ripples to spread throughout the water.
Old Xie's heart was already in his throat. The image of the clown kept reappearing in front of his eyes. That weird smile seemed to be imprinted in his mind and he couldn't get rid of it at all.
Lao Xie glanced around, then picked up an ashtray from his desk.
"Be steady and ruthless. If you slap him on the head all at once, no matter what kind of monster he is, he will be knocked down by me."
Old Xie weighed the ashtray on his head and seemed very satisfied.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a sly smile.
"Creak——"
The handle was turned, and then the door made a dull sound. At that moment, the light in the corridor leaked in through the gap in the door, like a river that had found a vent, with surging waves and endless waves.
As the gap in the door widened, the shadow of the man outside the door also slowly lengthened.
When Lao Xie saw the shadow of the man outside squeezing in, his heart skipped a beat.
"Two heads?" Lao Xie's mouth twitched. To be honest, he was really scared at that moment.
In his impression, this kind of monster seemed to only appear in stories, but now the other party appeared in front of him alive.
The gap in the door was still widening, and the figures outside were getting longer and longer. Old Xie Tou forced himself to calm down, and then seemed to have made a decision.
"Now!"
Seeing the opportunity, Lao Xie suddenly rushed out from under the desk, holding the ashtray high
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lift.
"Die!"
At that moment, Lao Xie's head seemed to be possessed by gods and Buddhas all over the sky. He felt that his whole body was full of strength. He believed that if he smashed this ashtray down, no matter what kind of monsters and monsters were outside, they would all fall under his feet.
.
"Pah——"
The moment Lao Xie rushed out, the lights suddenly went out, and everything in front of him seemed to fall into darkness.
The sudden darkness made Lao Xie a little overwhelmed, and he was stunned for a moment while holding the ashtray high.
It looks like a statue in the beautiful country.
Adapting to the darkness, Old Xie slammed the ashtray down in his hand.
"Bang--"
Lao Xie felt like he had hit something.
In the darkness, I could see one of the heads of the monster hit by the ashtray in Old Xie's hand flying away for a long distance. It didn't stop until it hit the wall.
"Success?!"
Lao Xie didn't expect that it would go so smoothly. He smashed the opponent's head in just one stroke. However, he didn't understand why the head that was hit didn't scream in pain, but let out a "Woo" sound.
"Rumble" sound.
At this time, Old Xie Tou couldn't care about that much anymore. When he saw that he had succeeded with one move, he became jealous, raised the ashtray in his hand again, and then hit the last head hard.
But what Lao Xietou didn't expect was that the monster's last head seemed to be particularly flexible. It just turned a little and dodged Lao Xietou's ashtray.
Lao Xie was stunned.
"Avoided?"
Just when Lao Xie was stunned, he saw a dark stick suddenly sticking out of the opponent's hand. The stick was like a poisonous snake hiding in the darkness. Normally, his existence could not be discovered at all, but when it appeared
, it’s like the god of death is coming, and you won’t be able to resist at all.
"Bang--"
Lao Xie felt as if his head had been hit by something, and then he felt like the world was spinning and he fell straight down.
"Pah——"
The lights came on, the darkness was dispersed by the light, and Chu Ping was seen holding a dark swinging stick and about to hit something down.
The sudden brightness made Chu Ping's eyes feel a little uncomfortable. After he completely adapted, he discovered that an old man wearing a yellow and shabby robe had fallen at his feet.