Chu Ping twitched the corner of his mouth. It seemed that Lu Chao had remembered what happened yesterday.
"I wonder if Lu Chao is being petty?"
Chu Ping secretly glanced at Lu Chao, who seemed to be trapped in the light red blood mist, and found that he had not noticed what he had just said.
"This is a room that doesn't exist at all. It can only exist for five minutes. If you want to leave again, you can only wait until tomorrow."
After Chu Ping heard Lu Chao's words, he subconsciously looked back behind him and found that the door was not closed, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You should be aware of what happened ten years ago."
Lu Chao raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at Chu Ping. That look made Chu Ping feel a little awkward in his heart. He always felt like the other person was looking at him like a dead person.
"I probably know a little bit about it. I came here just for this reason."
Chu Ping was counting the time in his mind. He didn't want to be stuck here, even for a day. He had to know that at 9:30 tomorrow night, he was going to the Weird and Weird Talk Association. Only God knows what kind of punishment Chu Ping would receive if he missed the appointment. .
"But then again, when I was at No. 44 Xingfu Road, I reported Lao Xie's name. If I broke the appointment, Lao Xie would be the one who suffered."
When Chu Ping thought of this, he actually began to sympathize with Lao Xie who had just been knocked unconscious by him on the first floor.
"If Old Xie Tou knew that he took so much blame for me, I don't know how he would feel. He would probably be very happy. After all, we have the material for the live broadcast."
Just when Chu Ping was thinking wildly, Lu Chao on the side slowly spoke.
"The original driver of the No. 405 bus that exploded ten years ago should have been me."
When Lu Chao said this, he stopped, as if waiting for someone to continue.
Chu Ping was stunned. He didn't expect that Lu Chao, who was already dead, would still have someone to praise him.
"I heard someone mention this. I heard that you had a bad meal the day before, so you temporarily changed shifts with someone else."
Chu Ping told Lu Chao what he heard from the security guard.
"Haha, I did change my shift, but it wasn't because I had a bad stomach, but because someone reported me the day before.
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He told me that there would be an accident on the 405 bus the next day, so he asked me to switch classes with someone else. "
This was the first time Chu Ping heard about this matter.
Regarding what happened ten years ago, Chu Ping has always wanted to find out the truth, but he always feels that this matter is like being wrapped in a fog. No matter how hard you try to clear the fog, you can't always see clearly.
When Chu Ping first heard the security guard talk about the No. 405 bus driver ten years ago, he always remembered it in his heart. At that time, Chu Ping felt that Lu Chao's temporary shift change was not like the security guard. As I said, it was just because I had a bad stomach. It was just the root cause, and only the person involved should know it.
"Who is that person?" Chu Ping asked.
"He appeared in my dream and made me see things."
Lu Chao seemed to have thought of something, his body trembled, his eyes were blurred, and the bloodshot eyes were like maggots, slowly squirming in his eyes.
The blood thread behind Lu Chao seemed to feel something. As Lu Chao's body trembled, it suddenly became crazy, and then began to wrap around his body crazily, as if it wanted to completely pull Lu Chao's body into the bloody thread.
The light red blood mist shrank, completely covering Lu Chao, and the blood threads spread. Lu Chao seemed to have accepted his fate, letting the blood threads pull him.
Chu Ping, who was blocked by the light red blood mist, looked anxious and wanted to reach out to Lu Chao several times, but found that he could not even get through the light red blood mist.
Just when Chu Ping was helpless, the bloodshot stopped, and the light red blood mist returned to its original state. Lu Chao seemed to have exhausted all his strength and collapsed on the ground dejectedly. The bloodshot behind him became even more intense. Much thicker.
Chu Ping saw the slightly thickened blood vessels and thought of the scarlet flesh and blood exposed after the wall peeled off. The thick blood vessels in the flesh and blood were like a water pump, constantly pumping out With the strength of the original building.
"What is going on here? I remember that I have cleaned up all the ghosts in the building, and even the remaining ones were turned into hearts and then divided."
Chu Ping didn't understand why Lu Chao was still like this.
"This is the punishment for losers. I want to take the power of this building as my own, so what's the point of this building?"
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No, although it no longer has a heart, it turned its final despair and misfortune into the non-existent door, and I became the new heart of this door. "
Chu Ping was stunned. He didn't expect that the eldest brother in front of him who had been dead for ten years would be so rough as a ghost. He was either imprisoned or used as a heart.
"But the source of all this seems to be more or less related to me."
Chu Ping glanced at Lu Chao with a guilty conscience, as if he felt that he was more or less sorry for him.
"We're running out of time. If you don't want to spend the night with me here, don't interrupt," Lu Chao's voice was a little weak. "In my dream, I saw a sudden explosion when the bus was driving on the Dongjiao Bridge. The raging fire was filled with people's painful wails. That sound lasted in my dream all night. When I woke up, I was scared, I was really scared, because the dream was too real. It was as if I was also in that fire, and the searing pain made my body feel like it was melting."
“The night the No. 405 bus explosion occurred, that man appeared in my dream again. He was wearing a smiling mask. His weird smile is something I can’t forget. He said that he saved my life, so I want to do him a favor and go to the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital to find a man named Yu Fei and kill him."
When Chu Ping heard this, his heart was already filled with turmoil.
"The smiling mask should be the interviewer at No. 44 Xingfu Road. He asked Lu Chao to go to Dongjiao Mental Hospital to kill Yu Fei? Yu Fei probably didn't betray the association at that time. Could it be that the smiling interviewer discovered something at that time? Also... ·····”
Chu Ping remembered something very important.
"Yu Fei was not sent to the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital ten years ago, so why should Lu Chao go there to find him? Or..."
Chu Ping remembered the news about Dongjiao Mental Hospital that he had seen on the Internet.
"It was built ten years ago and was led by the most famous doctor of psychiatry at the time. At that time, the media in West China City also reported on the matter. However, due to some reasons, it was announced five years ago. B."
"Could it be that the doctor of psychiatry who established the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital is Yu Fei?"
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