Chu Ping stood at the door of Ward No. 302, looking at the room covered in blood. At that moment, he seemed to be in hell. The strong smell of blood hit his nostrils. He even suspected that many things had happened here.
Horrible things.
"Is this the No. 2 that the uncle in Ward 301 mentioned?"
When he was in Ward No. 301, the old man recognized Chu Ping as another person, whom he called No. 2. At the beginning, the first thing Chu Ping thought of was the Weird Tales Association, not because of anything else, but because he was in Ward No. 301.
In Chu Ping's knowledge, it seemed that only the people in that weird organization used numbers as their names.
"I have met many people in the association. Number 5 is Yu Fei who defected. Numbers 6 and 8 were swallowed up by the red man in Number 10's body when they were in Jinhua Community. The only one who didn't use the mask was
No. 7, who had covered his face, seemed to have also encountered something unexpected. It seemed that only No. 9, No. 10, and me were left at that party."
Chu Ping smiled bitterly. If he hadn't suddenly thought of this, he would have forgotten his other identity, that is, No. 12 of the Weird Tales Association.
"The task assigned to me on the 10th is to find Chen Feng..."
Regarding the task assigned to him on the 10th, Chu Ping was not in a hurry at all, because at this time, Chen Feng was lying in the morgue of the Municipal Bureau's forensic doctor.
Chu Ping is not worried about Chen Feng running away.
"Unless he can fake the corpse."
Chu Ping muttered casually.
"The next meeting will be at No. 44, Xingfu Road."
Regarding the address of No. 44 Xingfu Road, to be honest, Chu Ping didn't want to go there a second time. He still vividly remembered the terrifying experience.
"No. 10 asked me to take Chen Feng over to the next party. Do I have to carry his body on my back then?"
Chu Ping frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly he discovered something very strange.
"With the capabilities of the Weird Tales Association, it is not difficult to find out Chen Feng's whereabouts, but why did you hand this matter over to me? Do they know that I know Chen Feng's whereabouts?"
Chen Feng's whereabouts was a difficult matter for others, but for Chu Ping, it was a piece of cake, so Chu Ping had to start to have some doubts about No. 10's purpose.
When he was in Jinhua Community before, because too many things happened at that time, Chu Ping didn't think about it carefully at all. It wasn't until now that he realized something was wrong.
"And this doll."
When No. 10 handed the cursed doll to Chu Ping, he didn't seem to know the doll's abilities, but now that he thinks about it, there seems to be something strange about it.
Let’s not talk about anything else. When Chu Ping entered the central hospital for the first time, he escaped because of the warning of the cursed doll. Later, the female ghost in red on the roadside also cursed the doll to Chu Ping in advance.
Ping issues an early warning.
As for the ghost that possessed the taxi driver in Osmanthus Alley, if the cursed doll hadn't tried its best to stop him, Chu Ping would probably have ceased to exist.
"Although the cursed doll seems useless, it will save my life every time I'm in danger. Thinking about it this way, No. 10's behavior can be regarded as indirectly saving me. What is his purpose of doing this?
?”
Chu Ping vaguely felt that there was a certain conspiracy behind No. 10's actions. Unfortunately, Chu Ping had no idea what the other party was going to do.
"We can only take one step at a time."
Chu Ping sighed softly and retracted his thoughts. His most important goal now was to find the door to leave from here.
"Where is Ward 316?"
When Chu Ping just walked in, he was dragged to Ward 315 by the fake old man with a shaved head and a bald man. He also clearly remembered that the location of Ward 315 was at the end of this corridor, that is to say,
The largest room number here is "315", and there is no such thing as room 316.
"Room 316 does not exist..."
Chu Ping felt a little dizzy when he thought of this, but what made him dizzy even more was what happened in front of him.
The door of Ward No. 302 has been opened by Chu Ping, and the whole room is covered in blood, making people feel cold all over.
"If the number two mentioned by the uncle is the patient in ward 302, that is to say, the patient in ward 302 is the only one who left here, and should also be the only one who knows about the existence of that door. If so,
In this case, there should be clues about that door left in his room."
Chu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and smelled the smell of blood wafting from the room. He slowly raised his feet and stepped forward.
When he first walked into the room, Chu Ping seemed to feel like he had entered a world full of red.
Red bed frame, red sheets, red bedding, red pillows, red walls.
Everything in this room is red.
"Buzz——"
The old-fashioned mobile phone in Chu Ping's pocket vibrated again.
"It's dangerous here—"
Chu Ping fell silent when he saw the half-sentence message. He knew exactly who sent the half-sentence message.
"The warning Qi Ming gave me should be to tell me that this place is dangerous, but the message was only half of it. It was as if the words were not finished and were interrupted abruptly. Could it be that Qi Ming received the one that made him
To feel threatened by something dangerous... or even to be in danger."
Chu Ping couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying existence existed in this ward. It could actually scare Qi Ming, a half-dressed man in red. You must know that Qi Ming was not an ordinary half-dressed in red.
, he also had Qiao Xiaoxu, the girl whose whole body was burned like coke, who was carried behind him.
After seeing Qi Ming's condition, Chu Ping also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he turned around and wanted to leave.
But the moment Chu Ping was about to leave, there was a "bang" sound, and the door of Ward No. 301 suddenly closed. Then the bloodshot blood outside spread, and in an instant, the door was wrapped, and even the window on the door was wrapped.
Strictly.
Chu Ping turned the door handle hard, but the door, which was covered in blood, did not move at all and showed no response.
"Don't play like this."
Chu Ping slowly backed away and took out the old-fashioned mobile phone from his pocket.
"Qi Ming?"
Chu Ping opened his mouth to shout towards the old-fashioned mobile phone, but the old-fashioned mobile phone in his hand did not respond at all. It was just like an ordinary old-fashioned mobile phone.
Chu Ping was stunned. He knew something must have happened to Qi Ming when he entered Ward 302, but he didn't expect that Qi Ming didn't respond at all.
"died?"
Chu Ping stared at the old-fashioned mobile phone in his hand for a while. After confirming that there was no response from Qi Ming inside the old-fashioned mobile phone, he stuffed it back into his pocket.
"You have to rely on yourself again."
Now Chu Ping is like a warrior fighting alone, he has no choice.
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The bald man kicked the door of the ward hard. The door of Ward 315 made an overwhelming sound, but it still stood. There was no sign of damage at all. On the contrary, the bald man kicked the door of the ward just now. He
My legs were sore from the shock that I couldn't recover for a long time.
The ferocious-looking man behind the bald man controlled the bloodshot threads spreading from his body, imitating the bloodshot threads outside the door, covering the door, and then slowly exerted force, as if to use the power of the bloodshot threads to cover the ward.
The door opens.
But no matter how hard he tried, the door still didn't move at all.
"What the hell is this!"
The ferocious-looking man looked unbelievable, as if everything that happened before him should not have happened.
"This door can't even be pushed open even if it's bloodshot!"
The ferocious-looking man once again controlled the bloodshot eyes to wrap around the door.
"Did the dean ever mention this situation?"
The bald man stood lamely aside, his brows furrowed, but he knew exactly what the consequences would be if he couldn't get out of here.
"The dean just told me that if I want to get out of here, I have to find Ward 316, but he didn't say that there would be bloodshot doors sealed here."
It was obvious that the unequal information caused the ferocious-looking man to show a hint of panic. It was obvious that he also knew what the consequences would be if he could not get out of here.
"Ward 316? This is already the end of the corridor. Look where there is Ward 316 here?" The bald man was obviously a little excited, and even forgot for a time what the true identity of the ferocious-looking man in front of him was. "
The dean has been away from here for five years, and a lot of things can happen in these five years. Of course he won't talk about the situation here because he doesn't know what the situation is now."
The bald man was like a wronged and resentful little daughter-in-law, muttering to the side constantly. In the final analysis, he was just an ordinary person. He just met the so-called dean under a certain situation.
Only then did he see some things from another side of the city.
The ferocious-looking man turned around suddenly and stared at the bald man who had been complaining, as if to warn him not to speak ill of the dean again.
The bald man's body froze, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He could clearly feel that the chill was emanating from that ferocious man's body.
It was also at that moment that the bald man remembered the identity of that ferocious man.
"He is not a human, he is a ghost possessing my body..."
The bald man shivered.
At this moment, a man's face appeared in the window of the ward, and then a deep voice came in from outside.
"The patient in Ward 315 was killed by you, then you will be the patients in Ward 315 from now on."
