The two men split into two groups, and as soon as Ah Le's figure disappeared from the corridor, the eagerness in Hong You also disappeared.
She didn't look for the "pot" in the hall, but kept staring in the direction of A Le going upstairs, her eyes a little straight.
Unlike A Le, she is a temporary member of Chu Zhu's camp, and the trust she can gain from Chu Zhu is not high. In Chu Zhu's heart, she is definitely not very important.
Things are back to square one, and the root of the problem is exposed——
One "pot" can't hold that much "meat".
It is destined that some of the "meat" will be abandoned outside to stink and rot.
When it came time to make a decision, even if she made a huge contribution to Chu Zhu's camp, Hong You didn't think that Chu Zhu would give up the "loyal ministers" around her for her, a newcomer who joined the camp.
She will most likely be abandoned.
The current situation is that there is no way to solve her problem just by taking sides.
How can we ensure that Chu Zhu chooses herself?
The answer is, as long as there is no one around him available.
At that point, she would be the only option.
Thinking of this, the word appeared in Hong You's mind again: three.
Her hands trembled again, and the flesh on her face twitched slightly.
Not long after, Hong You came to the elevator and pressed down to the 6th floor.
This floor is the inpatient department. There are many people coming and going, and there are many patients being pushed, so the heart cannot be hidden on this floor.
In other words...Ale can't be on this floor.
…
Ten minutes later, Ah Le, who was squatting in a toilet cubicle on the third floor, suddenly received a text message.
[I blocked the pot, come to the sixth floor quickly]
Upon seeing this text message, Ale's breathing immediately became much more serious.
Did you find the "pot"?
His life-saving weapon had been consumed in the hospital on the first night. Although he did not tell anyone about this matter, without the life-saving device, his heart was still unsettled and he would fall into trouble when an unexpected situation happened. Extreme passivity!
Right now, only by finding the "pot" as quickly as possible can he have a chance of survival.
As for how much meat the "kettle" could hold, A Le didn't think much about it at all.
He believed that based on his relationship with Chu Zhu and his own "value", as long as the "pot" could hold two or three, there would definitely be a place for him in it!
Putting the phone away, Ah Le put the heart in his hand into the cold water in the back tank of the toilet and soaked it, then got up and walked out of the toilet.
Shortly after he left, another man wearing a mask appeared at the door of the toilet.
The man searched from stall to stall and finally found the heart after removing the lid of the toilet sink in the penultimate stall.
"The second one..."
He murmured to himself, and quickly took out a homemade simple ice pack and put his still living heart in it...
…
Sixth floor.
A Le rushed here in a hurry, the scar on his face had become particularly ferocious due to the distortion of his expression. He walked along the corridor, looking for Hong You quickly, and his mood became more and more impatient.
One room, two rooms...
Why not?
Ale patiently came to the innermost part of the corridor, stood at the window, and looked towards the last room.
No.
still none.
A Le hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Hong You. After the call was connected, Hong You's voice came from the other end:
"Ale...where are you?"
"Where am I? He's on the sixth floor!"
Ah Le vented all the anxiety he had accumulated earlier on Hong You on the other end of the phone. The other party showed no anger or displeasure in the face of his irritability, and just asked again:
"I know, I mean...where are you on the sixth floor?"
Ale:
"At the end of the corridor, in front of that blind, where are you?"
"I've searched all over the sixth floor, but I haven't seen you?"
Hong You's voice suddenly became frightened:
"Ale, run away. There is a ghost in the room next to you. It has set a trap there!"
Ale was stunned.
The next moment, an almost invisible transparent line tightened from his feet. Then, Ale felt a strong binding sensation at his ankles. Before he realized what was happening, his entire feet were tightened. Pull it up and throw it out the window!
In an emergency, Ah Le's hands were waving wildly, trying to grab the window edge. However, in a desperate situation, how could the waving fingers be compared to a falling iron cart?
It's not that he doesn't have enough strength, it's that he doesn't have enough friction.
Just like that, A Le fell from the sixth floor and then fell heavily to the ground!
First the feet hit the ground, then the back of the head.
The head is already half deflated, and the brain is drained a lot.
The people around him were frightened, screamed a few times, and ran away. After a while, they surrounded him again.
They pointed at the body on the ground and discussed what happened to it. Not long after, a group of medical staff appeared and they hurriedly lifted the lifeless body on the ground. The stretcher then cut the silk threads on its feet and moved it towards the interior of the hospital.
Of course, anyone with a bit of common sense knows that this person cannot be saved, but they run a hospital after all, and the purpose of the hospital is to save lives and heal the wounded. They can't just leave this body to dry in front of so many patients. this place.
Soon there was only a pool of blood on the ground and a rusty iron cart.
This cart is used to carry goods. It is old-fashioned, has a solid middle, and weighs forty or fifty kilograms.
And around its handle, there are three long transparent plastic threads that resemble fishing lines.
This kind of thread is very tough, especially when multiple strands are gathered together.
No one knew what was going on, and they were discussing among themselves.
Not far away, a woman mixed in the crowd stared directly at the iron cart with a perceptive expression.
It was Hong You.
She put her hands in her pockets and clenched them tightly into fists, showing the tension in her heart at this moment.
But no one saw it.
If someone were close enough to her at this time, they would definitely be able to hear her almost devilish thoughts:
"It was the ghost who killed it...not me..."
"You no longer have ghost weapons. Even if this accident hadn't happened, you still wouldn't have survived for long..."
"You know it was a ghost that killed you, right?"
"You know...you must know, after all, you just met a ghost in this hospital the night before..."
Although the whole plan was very hasty, she had many ways to deal with the police investigation, and there was no surveillance in the hospital. There were not many patients on the fifth floor. She changed into a hospital gown and covered her head and face. , the whole process was so smooth that even if someone really saw it, it would be impossible to identify her.
But she was still scared.
Not afraid of the police, but afraid that the deceased would turn into a ghost and come back to seek revenge on her!
"I hid very quickly, and he didn't even see me on the fifth floor... He couldn't possibly know that I killed him!"
"Relax, Hongyou...relax..."
She took a few deep breaths and was so focused that she didn't even notice the familiar man wearing a mask on the other side of the crowd.
But the man noticed her and slowly walked towards her...
pS: Good night!
