Standing in a small, dark space with a stranger with a strange identity next to you will always cause some negative emotions in your heart.
Lu Li lit a cigarette, then gave another one to Feng Ziliang, and asked in a relaxed tone, "Where are the others? Why didn't you see them?"
I haven't experienced this feeling of powerlessness and inexplicable oppression for a long time.
Maybe he was scaring himself, or maybe it was true. Whenever Lu Li wanted to overturn the table and perform some tough tricks in Cloverfield Mental Hospital, the hair on his head would immediately stand on end and his spine would shiver.
It's like there is an invisible blade on your neck. Because you can't see it, you can't resist.
"Thanks."
Beside him, Feng Ziliang first thanked him, then blew out a smoke ring, and then replied in a deep voice: "Our hospital is quite special. We generally do not have contact with the outside world, and the conditions for recruiting employees are also very harsh, as you know."
"Because of that, staffing has been tight and those people are busy taking care of patients."
Hearing this, Lu Li nodded thoughtfully and did not continue to ask further questions. Instead, he changed the topic and made insinuations:
"Brother Feng, doesn't our hospital provide uniform clothing to patients?"
"I saw a couple on the way here just now. They were dressed very fashionably. Those who didn't know better thought they were filming an idol drama."
Having said this, his tone couldn't help but become brisk, and his highly tense nerves relaxed.
From this moment on, Lu Li has assumed the role of himself. As a newly recruited doctor, he cares about his own hospital, right?
Feng Ziliang was stunned for a moment, and his tone was a little uncertain: "An Yuexuan, that pretty girl?"
Then, he said:
"She should be. According to Dr. Brian, her condition has stabilized recently. After a period of observation, she can be discharged."
Ding!
At this time, the numbers on the elevator display stopped beating and the iron door opened automatically.
The two came out side by side.
After entering the role, Lu Li became more and more comfortable and asked casually: "What about her boyfriend? If they can be discharged together after treatment and spread the word, it would be a good story."
"I don't know about this, but I heard Dr. Brian say a few days ago that the kid's condition is a bit unstable and needs further observation."
"So that's it."
Putting aside all prejudices, Feng Ziliang is indeed a good person who answers all questions.
However, Lu Li always felt something was wrong.
He once eavesdropped on the conversation between the couple. The girl asked her boyfriend to eat her, but the boyfriend clearly refused and comforted the other person not to think too much.
It was clear at a glance who was seriously ill.
As a result, Nurse Feng gave a completely different answer.
Am I crazy?
As soon as this thought arose, Lu Li subconsciously rejected it:
The shady driver was right, this ghost hospital is very evil!
I was almost confused!
At the same time, Feng Ziliang, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.
Seeing this, Lu Li, who was following him, immediately tightened his grip on his suitcase, and his muscles couldn't help but tense up, ready to resist or run away at any time.
A false alarm.
"Doctor Lu, the accommodation in the hospital is poor. Don't be surprised."
After saying this, the sinister-looking guy smiled, revealing his sharp teeth like sharks.
Frankly speaking, it is difficult to read any positive emotions from his face.
Lu Li seemed to be very content and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's good if there are people to live in. Besides, the hospital pays such a high salary, so you should have to endure some hardships."
The two of them are currently on the ninth floor of the building. After getting out of the elevator, they walked around and around before arriving at this place.
The environment is dark.
The windows and balconies were all sealed, and the sunlight could only get in a little through the gaps.
Chess Room?
The iron sign hanging on the door has long been mottled, and a large amount of construction waste is piled on the ground:
Steel bars, wooden boards, and some long rivets in a box.
Out of professional habits, Lu Li made a brief analysis: This place is supposed to be a place for mentally ill patients to relax and play games. In order to prevent them from jumping off the building due to mood swings, the hospital specially reinforced the windows...
Perhaps sensing Lu Li's hesitation, Feng Ziliang explained: "Don't worry, everything has been cleaned up. There is no shortage of necessary daily necessities."
With that said, he pushed the door open and entered.
A wooden bed, two small bedside tables, a row of clothes drying racks, and a desk for writing.
"By the way, this room has electricity, so you can use a pull-cord chandelier."
Then, something clicked.
The room is much brighter.
In this regard, Lu Li said that it was better than nothing, after all, he could see at night.
In fact, compared to lights, charging holes are more practical——
Although the mobile phone cannot be connected to the Internet, it can be used as a camera to collect evidence for the foundation.
"Good."
Therefore, Lu Li said casually, "Brother Feng, where do you live? In another building?"
"Yes, as the patients gradually recovered and were discharged from hospital, the first building was abandoned twenty years ago, and this one was used as a reception area. We and the patients now live in the third building."
Nurse Feng put the briefcase Lu Li used to show off on the desk and added, "I almost forgot to mention that the other two newcomers won't come until tomorrow. They live next door to you."
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Lu Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said a few polite words.
A few minutes later.
Silence completely returned to the ninth floor.
Lu Li, who had just arrived, leaned on the chair, stroking the sword crutch with his right hand, trying to calm his mind.
First of all, do not use force until you are absolutely sure. His intuition told him that doing so would only make things more troublesome.
Secondly, you have to integrate as soon as possible, otherwise you will never be able to find out the truth.
Finally, the man named Sam Neill was found, because he was the last patient to come in and had only been in Cloverfield Mental Hospital for ten days.
What’s even more interesting is that this guy has a very special identity. He is a private detective. Could it be that he sneaked in to investigate something?
Maybe I can see you tomorrow, Mr. Key Sam Neill.
Also, An Yuexuan...who wants to eat you?
Are those monsters the staff, or the mental patients housed here?
After thinking about it, Lu Li had a general idea in his mind and started smoking habitually.
With this faint excitement, the sword crutch tapped the ground gently, sometimes briskly, sometimes slowly.
Until two hours later, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
Then, there was a knock on the door.
Knock knock knock——
"Doctor Lu, it's time to eat."
It was old man Brian's voice.
Unfortunately, Lu Li didn't want to go.
Somehow, he suddenly thought of the plot in "Water Margin" when Wu Song passed by the cross slope.
Can you eat the meat buns sold by Sun Erniang?
