"You have two choices. One is to follow me from now on and kill your own kind."
"The other one is to go to the West with them after I kill the nurse and the director. Choose one."
The lunatic's crying suddenly stopped, and then he raised his head and looked at Wang Jin helplessly.
"Boss, are you bluffing me? I'm not as strong as you. I can't kill others of the same kind."
"I'll find a way for you. Even if it doesn't work, you can catch one and chop him twice for fun."
Wang Jin gave a thumbs up, then took out a fruit knife and made two gestures.
"Okay! I will follow you boss from now on!"
Hearing the madman's affirmative answer, Wang Jin smiled slightly and then shook his head.
"Don't worry, let me go into your room and take a look."
"Okay, boss, please come in."
The madman pushed open the metal door without hesitation and walked in with Wang Jin.
The madman's room is very ordinary, with the same layout as Zheng Xiaoran.
The walls were all covered with sponge cushions, and the beds were wrapped with rubber. The only difference was that the madman's bed had quilts instead of straitjackets.
Wang Jin observed that there were no scars on the madman's body, which showed that he did not have the tendency to self-mutilate like Zheng Xiaoran, so his nails and teeth were intact.
The smell of disinfectant in the room was very strong, but other than that there was almost no smell of sweat.
"Madman, don't you sweat when you exercise?"
Wang Jin asked seemingly casually.
"Hahaha, I'm sweating, but I only wear clothes like this, so I can't get them dirty."
The madman pointed to the yellowed hospital gown on his body and continued.
"I'm always naked, and then I wrap it up with toilet paper, which absorbs sweat and is easy to destroy, but it costs more toilet paper."
"The nurses at that time would occasionally tell me to take it easy or something. I thought I had been exposed and was worried for a while."
The madman said with a smile.
Wang Jin curled his lips and then checked.
There was no bed in the madman's room, or there was no bed just now.
According to the madman, he just made up his mind to saw off all four bed legs today.
So now there is only a rubber bed board thrown on the floor, and there is a case card taped to the bedside. The photo on it is indeed that of a madman.
"I'm done reading, let's go."
Wang Jin turned around and left Ward No. 5, deliberately exposing his back to the madman.
But the madman didn't notice it at all. Instead, he stared at Wu Wen's figure and drooled.
"Do you suspect he is a murderer?"
Li Hui sneaked up to Wang Jin and asked in a low voice.
"Oh, you are quite smart."
Wang Jin smiled.
He is indeed worried about this.
The introduction clearly states that a perverted murderer broke into the mental hospital, but Wang Jin has never encountered him until now.
In addition, the madman's behavior was indeed consistent with the style of a murderer, so Wang Jin wanted to see the traces of his life.
After all, a murderer who just broke in, even if he pretends to be a patient here, cannot disguise the traces of life and small habits formed over many years.
After some inspection, Wang Jin came to a conclusion.
Although the madman is perverted and likes to kill, he is not the perverted murderer mentioned in the introduction.
But if this murderer doesn't show up for a minute, Wang Jin will feel uneasy for a minute.
"Oh, there's nothing you can do if you rush. Let's move forward first."
Wang Jin looked at his watch. He entered the amusement park at around eight o'clock in the morning, and it was already five o'clock in the evening.
Opening the metal door on the stairs, Wang Jin stepped into the corridor.
Various clues left in the corridor indicate that very bloody and violent things happened here.
In addition to blood stains, some of the crumpled bandages also had marks from teeth, and the sheets scattered everywhere also had holes left by scratches.
"Boss, the nurse's duty room is in the middle of the second floor. We have to be careful."
The madman held a bed leg in one hand and hid behind Wang Jin in a sly manner.
"Do you know what's on the second floor?"
Wang Jin leaned against the wall and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, it doesn't seem like the psychiatric department is on the second floor anymore."
The madman replied in a low voice.
Slowly walking up to the second floor, Wang Jin did not push any ward door because he had almost figured out the principle of the haunted house.
A single move affects the whole body. As long as Wang Jin touches one of the mechanisms, more fear will come like a tide.
Wang Jin had just reached the stairs when he suddenly heard some strange noises.
"Is it a nurse?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and looked around.
Unfortunately, Wang Jin didn't see anyone.
The environment on the second floor feels more complicated than the first floor, with narrower corridors, more wards, and debris everywhere on the floor.
"What is this?"
Shining the flashlight on the old bandages and discarded medicine bottles on the ground, a spot suddenly reflected a little light.
Wang Jin pushed aside the bandages and garbage and took out from underneath a pair of iron pliers used by dentists in the 1990s to extract teeth.
It was stained with black and red blood. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was its original color.
"He's actually a real guy."
I tossed it around a few times and found it was very heavy and made of pure steel.
Wang Jin touched the edge of the pliers with his fingers. They were very rough and pricked his hands.
"There is an iron plier buried in a pile of garbage? What does it mean? Isn't Old Pete afraid that tourists will be frightened into losing their minds and use it to attack the staff?"
Wang Jin became more and more confused about Old Pete's idea of conceiving the haunted house.
"Stay there to defend yourself. If you really encounter a murderer, you won't be able to fight back."
Wang Jin looked at the bed legs in the madman's hands, and then gave him the iron pliers.
"Boss, this...this seems to be something belonging to a nurse."
The madman took the iron pliers with some hesitation, and then whispered.
"If I picked it up, it's mine, don't be afraid."
Wang Jin suddenly became curious about what the nurse looked like so that she could use such iron pliers.
Wang Jin walked in the corridor for a while.
Unlike the first floor, there is no heavy metal door on the second floor, just an ordinary wooden door.
After passing three wards in a row, they were all empty. Wang Jin did a rough search, but still found nothing.
Until he passed by the fourth ward, Wang Jin's eyes were fixed in that direction.
There is a wardrobe and a very ordinary hospital bed in the room. Just looking at these furnishings, they don't seem to be much different from other hospital rooms.
The only difference is that there is a woman sitting on the white sheets.
Her long, dry, yellowing hair hung down on her shoulders, her head lowered, and her back to the door of the ward.
"Is this a nurse?"
Wang Jin asked, pointing to the woman, and then both Madman and Wu Wen shook their heads.
Wang Jin shook the flashlight several times, but the other party showed no response.
"dummy?"
But just as he was about to leave, a woman's suppressed cry for help came from the room.
Help me, help me."
The sound was like the cry of mosquitoes, very thin and low, as if lying next to the ear and begging.