Without saying a word, Chen Ge grabbed the tool hammer and rushed over. He was not prepared to give the other party a chance to react.
"Come out!" The door of the hospital building was locked. His whereabouts had been exposed, so he no longer had to worry so much.
One person and one cat ran to the corner of the stairs. The corridor was dark and there was nothing.
"Where have you gone?"
Chen Ge has already tested the white cat in the haunted house. This cat is particularly sensitive to certain things and almost never makes mistakes.
"The white cat didn't blow up its hair, it just showed aggression. That thing shouldn't be as dangerous as Muyang Middle School." The white cat blew up its hair twice in Chen Ge's haunted house, once when he entered Muyang Middle School, and once when he entered Muyang Middle School.
When the blood door appeared in the bathroom, Chen Ge roughly judged the monster's strength based on the white cat's reaction just now.
"The most important thing now is that we don't know whether that thing is a human or a ghost."
Back at the nurse's station, Chen Ge used a hammer to smash open the partition and lift the entire floor.
The scene in front of me is a bit scary. Hair tied with thin threads is nailed to the wooden board. If the wooden board is turned over, the ends of the hair will hang down, which makes people tremble at the sight.
"Why did that man nail his hair to the board? Is this his special hobby?"
All the hair is tied up with thin threads. Some are slender, soft, black and shiny. You can tell at a glance that they have been regularly maintained. They are probably shaved from the head of a young girl. Others are fluffy and split, and are almost completely white.
, obviously belongs to an old man.
Chen Ge divided the hair by comparing the length, and they should belong to four different people.
"At least one of these four people is still alive." Chen Ge looked at the two large iron cages in the nurse station and gradually understood the purpose of the iron cages: "What a madman."
He put the board aside and lay down under the counter again. This time he could clearly see the writing on the board - I will return all the things you have done to me.
The writing is very small, and there are some intermittent sentences below that are completely illogical. It feels like a person suddenly went crazy and started talking nonsense in the middle of writing.
"When some mentally ill patients are emotional, they will speak words in the air alone that no one can understand. This happens when ordinary people talk in their sleep." Chen Ge tried to interpret it, but he had no idea what the other party was trying to do.
express something.
Looking at the words on the board, Chen Ge felt a chill running down his back. There were countless similar words written on the wall outside the mental hospital. Each sentence contained a person's name. What was even more terrifying was that the handwriting was all different.
Obviously not by the same person.
It is understandable that occasionally a patient exhibits such symptoms, but when everyone exhibits such symptoms, the concept is completely different.
"It seems that the patients in this hospital have a lot of grievances." Chen Ge took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the words on the counter, and tied the rooster to the back of his backpack: "The more people there are, the easier it is to leave flaws. I
It’s time to go check out the second ward.”
Chen Ge dug out the nurse's station. He took out a bag of salt from his backpack, tore a small opening and sprinkled a few lines near the nurse's station.
He did this not to ward off evil spirits, but to catch the hidden madman.
Holding the salt bag in his hand, Chen Ge came to the corridor between the first and second ward. When he was about to enter the second ward, the white cat suddenly jumped on the window sill and scratched the glass of the corridor window.
"Be careful, don't fall." Chen Ge stood at the window. The hospital building was surrounded by dense forests, and no lights could be seen at a glance.
"Who would have thought that there would be such a building hidden in the wilderness?" Chen Ge didn't notice anything unusual, but the white cat just lay on the window and wouldn't move away, raising its head and meowing.
"Is there something wrong outside the window? On top of my head?" Out of trust in the white cat, Chen Ge opened the window and looked upstairs.
Directly above him, at the corridor window on the third floor, there was a slightly deformed face looking down.
With the light behind him, when the man heard the sound of Chen Ge opening the window, he immediately dodged back and disappeared without even closing the window.
"That face..." Chen Ge didn't expect that the other party was right above his head. The two parties probably only looked at each other for less than a tenth of a second. He didn't have time to take a closer look, but he just felt that the facial features of that face were a bit deformed.
It was different from normal people, but he couldn't tell exactly what was different.
Without making any rash moves, Chen Ge listened carefully, but there was no sound of footsteps coming from the corridor, so he couldn't tell which direction the other party ran.
"I always feel that there is some asymmetry on both sides of that face. It must be a human."
Chen Ge grasped the tool hammer and entered the second ward. He previously thought that the first ward and the second ward were similar, but when he actually entered the second ward, he discovered that the layout of the two ward was completely different.
The second ward is much spookier and more spacious than the first ward. There are no crowded beds in the corridors. In addition to the most basic single beds, each single room is equipped with tables, chairs and lamps.
"The environment is much better than the first hospital building." Chen Ge casually sprinkled a handful of salt at the entrance of the corridor and entered the first room closest to him.
The bed was opened, the cotton wool in the quilt was thrown on the floor, the chamber pot and tableware were placed together, and there were many words dug out with fingernails on the wall.
"It's not easy for the nurses and caregivers in the mental hospital to take care of such patients every day." Chen Ge exited the room and continued moving forward.
The types of wards in the second ward are much richer. There are special counseling rooms, entertainment rooms, chess and card rooms, and shower rooms. Chen Ge even saw a small auditorium with a stage at the end of the corridor. However, the layout of the room
A little strange.
This small hall does not seem to be used for holding parties and parties. The windows are boarded up and specially thickened curtains are hung. All the decorations are either black or white, making it look very depressing.
Pushing open the door, Chen Ge stopped before entering. He saw half of an enlarged black and white photo placed in the middle of the stage.
The photo was posted on the wall. It was supposed to be a complete photo, but someone cut it into half.
But just from the remaining half, it can be seen that the photo shows a middle-aged female nurse with a thick build and a fierce expression.
"The enlarged black and white photos, opaque black curtains, rows of wooden seats, why does this place feel like a mourning hall?" Chen Ge couldn't understand why there was such an activity room in a mental hospital. If it was a hospital
It was arranged by a party, so what’s the point?
"Is this female nurse a victim of the third ward? But why is her photo posted in the activity room of the second ward?"
Remembering the appearance of the female nurse in the photo, Chen Ge did not stop. He closed the door, sprinkled a handful of salt on the door, and hurriedly entered the corridor and walked towards the third floor.