Several people from Liu Dao's studio gathered around Chen Ge. No one spoke, and they all didn't know what to say.
Finally, Liu Dao came out: "You must be careful tonight, safety first. We went to the mental hospital during the day."
"Have you been there? Did you find anything?" Chen Ge stared at Liu Dao, looking a little embarrassed.
"We walked around outside and didn't dare to go in... However, I helped you get the architectural drawings of the rehabilitation center online. It is said that they were drawn by a patient who lived there." Liu Dao opened a picture on his computer.
The file contains a very rough map.
"There are three buildings in the rehabilitation center, which are close together and are said to be interconnected internally."
"The first and second wards house ordinary patients, and the exit is on the sunny side; the third ward is more mysterious, it is a closed ward, housing some dangerous patients, and the exit is on the back side."
"You should pay special attention to the third ward. According to the description of the patient on the Internet, the third ward is a restricted area in the hospital. Other patients are strictly prohibited from approaching. Once a patient from the general ward is found sneaking in, he will suffer a lot.
Painful punishment."
"If you want to do the live broadcast tonight, don't go to the third ward. Just slow down the pace. The first two wards are enough for you to explore."
Liu Dao pointed the computer screen at Chen Ge and asked him to write down the route.
"Is the third ward special? Have you found more detailed information online?" Chen Ge stared at the computer screen with a serious expression.
"It's not much, but it's all nonsense. As soon as you hear it, you know it's fabricated. Some people said that the patient killed the doctor in that closed ward. It took several days for the incident to be exposed. Others said that the patient lived in that ward.
The ones who are alive are actually not people, they are all ghosts." Liu Dao laughed dryly: "Isn't it very fake?"
After closing the computer, everyone present noticed that Chen Ge's temperament was changing. He seemed to be worried about something.
"Let's adjust the camera. We don't have much time." Chen Ge shouldered his backpack and installed the small camera on his chest, the micro camera on his wrist, and the pickup. After making sure there were no problems, he walked out of the tent.
"If you are really afraid that you can't stand it anymore, run back, and remember to mark the road and set my phone to one-touch dialing." Liu Dao shouted from behind Chen Ge: "One minute before the show starts, I will give you
You make a call, and you will be able to see the live broadcast in your own live broadcast room. Finally, I will say it again, no one has been in that place, and there may be something hidden there. You must pay attention to your own safety!"
Chen Ge didn't expect Liu Dao to tell him so much, so he stopped at the door of the tent and set Liu Dao's mobile phone number to one-touch dialing in front of several people.
He waved his hands to several people: "You just stay in the tent at night and don't go anywhere. No matter what you see or hear, don't come to me. Do you understand?"
"But what if..."
"Just take care of the logistics and leave the live broadcast to me."
One person and one cat entered the dense forest, and darkness swallowed their figures.
Watching Chen Ge and the white cat leave, Sister Li, who had been questioning Chen Ge in the tent, crossed her hands on her chest and muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "This guy has a handsome back."
When he was about to enter a scene with a three-star scream index, Chen Ge was more nervous than anyone else. He knew the dangers of this place, and he knew even more clearly that the last few words Liu Dao said were probably true.
Some things are not made up by patients. It may be that they are regarded as patients because they see things that ordinary people cannot see.
Following the map in his mind, Chen Ge came to the end of the dense forest, and a dilapidated conjoined building appeared in front of him.
"This mental hospital occupies a large area." At first, Chen Ge thought it was a private hospital, thinking that the environment would be very poor and that it would not be able to accommodate many patients. Only after arriving did he realize that he was very wrong.
This hospital is surrounded by dense forests. There is only one entrance and exit, and the door is sealed. Due to the obstruction of the cement wall, Chen Ge cannot see anything more for the time being.
Walking closer, Chen Ge discovered something that made him uneasy.
There are many illogical sentences written on the cement walls of the rehabilitation center. These sentences have one characteristic, that is, they must contain a person's name.
When he first saw it, Chen Ge tried to remember the names in the sentences, but later he found that there were too many sentences and few names were repeated, so he gave up.
"Are all the patients' names written on the wall?" He didn't understand the meaning of these sentences, but instinctively thought it was a bit strange.
"These sentences are definitely not written by normal people. What do they want to express?" Chen Ge looked at the wall, inexplicably flustered, as if every sentence was a curse: "White Tiger, don't stay too far away from me."
It was when no one was around that Chen Ge dared to call the white cat's name so brazenly.
After approaching the rehabilitation center, the white cat showed obvious hostility. This cat, which is very sensitive to dirt, seemed to have sensed something.
"Don't panic, we also have a trump card." Chen Ge raised the rooster with its legs tied up in his hand, and took out the hammer tool and pinned it on his waist.
He was not in a hurry to go inside and check until Liu Dao called.
"The equipment is running normally, the picture is stable, and the live broadcast has started. You can enter the live broadcast room through your mobile phone to view it."
"Okay." Chen Ge logged into the platform and first saw Qin Guang's live broadcast advertisement. He clicked in and took a look. Qin Guang and his team had a small accident outside Muyang Middle School. It seemed that there was a live broadcast installed.
The equipment vehicle rushed into the wasteland next to it. Qin Guang himself was apologizing to friends in the live broadcast room, saying that his driver had seen a ghost appear and something was lying on the windshield.
"This group of people actually went to Muyang Middle School. It seems that he didn't take the advice I gave him to heart. But having said that, Qin Guang's apology was seen by 400,000 people. It really shouldn't be underestimated." Chen Ge
Then he entered his own live broadcast room. It must be that the platform recommendation had an effect, and the number of viewers soared to 25,000 in a short period of time.
The video in the live broadcast room was split into two screens. The large screen was the high-definition camera on his chest. The picture was stable and of extremely high quality.
There is also a small screen in the lower left corner. This screen corresponds to the wristband camera on his wrist. It is like a watch and can move freely. He can take pictures of his body by raising his arm.
"At ten o'clock in the evening, I should start the live broadcast."
He pointed the camera on his wrist at himself and watched the barrage scrolling rapidly on the screen of his mobile phone: "I never expected that I would do such a crazy thing so late at night."
Putting the white cat and backpack on the wall, Chen Ge climbed directly over the wall and entered the Third Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center.