Inside the health center.
With a "pop" sound, the high-lumen operating light suddenly turned on.
The whole dark room was illuminated brightly.
The old woman was lying on the hospital bed, her hands and feet were tightly bound by restraints.
As the lights came on, the old woman began to struggle violently, but she couldn't break free.
I could only open my eyes wide and look at the bright light above my head without even blinking.
It seems that there is no retinal pain caused by the strong light.
"Click, click",
The footsteps were approaching rhythmically.
Finally stopped in front of the hospital bed.
A middle-aged man wearing a white coat covered with dirt and oil stains raised a rusty scalpel from the plate next to him.
The old woman on the hospital bed kept struggling, even hitting the iron hospital bed and making a creaking sound, and she let out a sharp howl.
It's just that the voice doesn't belong to humans, but more like a cat.
The old woman's pupils were condensed into thin lines, like a cat's.
"Meow!"
Outside the ward, a shrill meow sounded.
…
Wang Qing stood in the room, thinking for a long time, but couldn't remember what he had forgotten.
Forget it, it shouldn't be a big deal anyway.
Wang Qing was heartbroken and ready to go to bed when there was a knock on the door.
He walked over and opened the door, and found that it was Fang Yajing standing outside.
Fang Yajing's mood was also very complicated.
She just read the rules again, rule 13, "It's cold at night, please soak your feet before going to bed before 9 o'clock." 】
But when Fang Yajing opened the thermos bottle in the house, she discovered that the thermos bottle was actually empty.
How to soak your feet without hot water?
Fang Yajing remembered that when they had dinner together before, she saw Wang Qing holding a thermos bottle in her hand.
Maybe Wang Qing had already got hot water in the afternoon?
With the attitude of giving it a try, Fang Yajing spoke: "I don't have hot water in the room. If you have it, can you share some with me?"
"Ah, hot water." Wang Qing had just made a drink in the afternoon. He immediately picked up the hot water bottle and asked her, "How much do you want? I'll pour you some."
There actually is.
Fang Yajing was stunned.
Throughout the afternoon, she went out to look for clues about the "Village Rules" and didn't even pay attention to whether there was water in the thermos.
If it hadn't been written in the rules that you must soak your feet, I'm afraid she wouldn't have thought of carrying a hot water bottle out to get hot water until she left.
After all, in Kaitan, the more activities you have, the more likely you are to inadvertently break the rules.
Fang Yajing looked at Wang Qing, suddenly unsure of the woman in front of her.
Wang Qing - Is she weak or strong? Stupid or smart?
Fang Yajing couldn't understand, how could someone be so bold as to go out with a thermos bottle to get hot water when the specific rules were unclear?
Or is it that she has found the complete "Rules" first?
Or maybe you guessed that you need to soak your feet tonight without finding the complete rules?
If this is really the case, could Wang Qing be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger with his deceitful look before?
However, if Wang Qing was really pretending to be a pig and trying to deal with herself, there was no need for Wang Qing to tell herself that she had poured hot water on her.
Fang Yajing fell into confusion.
Wang Qing was holding the thermos bottle and didn't hear Fang Yajing speak for a long time, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Do you want hot water?" Wang Qing asked proactively.
Fang Yajing came back to her senses and took a deep look at Wang Qing.
There is another possibility that Wang Qing is really pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
He was even so confident that even if he knew to share the hot water with Fang Yajing, it would have no impact.
Fang Yajing smiled slightly.
It is still unclear who will win.
She calmly opened her thermos bottle, let Wang Qing pour 1/4 of it into it, and thanked her with a smile: "Sorry for the trouble."
Before leaving, Fang Yajing raised her head and glanced at the roof of Wang Qing's house.
The roof was extremely dark and she couldn't see clearly at all, but her talent told her that there was something very dangerous there.
Fang Yajing's talent focuses on perception.
Danger can be predicted in advance.
This ability was obtained by accidentally deciphering 60% of the truth about the ghost story when she first entered it.
He helped her many times during the subsequent strange stories she experienced.
Although she has talent, Fang Yajing did not join the ranks of "decryptors".
She carefully hides her talent and uses it wisely to gain the benefits she wants.
For example, the third boyfriend never came out of the jungle.
If you can get away from this strange story, you will probably receive a large policy settlement from the insurance company soon.
After all, dying in a ghost story is considered an accidental death.
As soon as Fang Yajing left, the door next door opened.
Tan Yushi appeared in front of Wang Qing, glanced at Fang Yajing's leaving figure, and asked:
"What did she just come here for?"
As a senior criminal police officer, Tan Yushi instinctively felt that Fang Yajing had the aura of a dangerous person.
This feeling is difficult to describe, but it is extremely mysterious. It is an intuition that can only be gained after many years of dealing with criminals.
Even from Zhang Wenxiu and Xie Xiaoyu, Tan Yushi did not feel this feeling.
Rather, the feeling Zhang Wenxiu gave him was more like a kind of numb despair.
So since entering this strange story, Tan Yushi has been careful to keep a certain distance from Fang Yajing.
Wang Qing was not aware of the undercurrent.
"Oh, she came to me to borrow some hot water, probably to wash up. It's quite cold in this village at night, so it would be more comfortable to soak her feet."
I haven't felt it during the day, but as soon as it gets dark, the temperature suddenly drops.
When the evening breeze blew, Wang Qing also felt a little cold.
Looking at Tan Yushi again, Wang Qing asked kindly: "Don't you have hot water too? Do you want me to lend you some so you can soak your feet at night?"
Tan Yushi thought for a while and nodded.
Wang Qing immediately gave him half a bottle of hot water enthusiastically.
Consciously doing two good deeds to help others, Wang Qing was satisfied.
After closing the door, Wang Qing used the remaining water to wash his face and feet.
Just went to bed.
In the middle of the night, the temperature dropped sharply.
In his sleep, Wang Qing turned over uneasily and wrapped the quilt tighter around him.
Outside the door, the sound of suona playing suddenly sounded.
"Tuk-tuk——"
A door was knocked.
"There is a theater tonight, let's go and listen to the show together." The voice outside the door said with a smile.
Inside the house, there was no movement at all.
Xie Xiaoyu lay on the bed and tightly grasped the mother's hand beside him without saying a word.
Zhang Wenxiu hugged Xie Xiaoyu vigorously, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the darkness in the room without making a sound.
They lived in the same room and slept on the desk.
Before falling asleep, Tan Yushi had already told the two of them not to move or make any noise at night.
Now, of course, I won't make a sound.
The voice outside the door waited for a long time, but did not wait for a response, so it had to move to other doors.
Knocked over one after another.
