Absurd deduction game

"Jingle Bell……"

Next to the computer at the nurse's station, the landline phone kept ringing. The white machine was a bit old and vibrating faintly. It had a strong tendency to keep ringing without answering.

Yu Xing only stayed there for a few seconds before he felt that the air around him was gradually getting colder. The phone unconsciously attracted his attention. He paused and quietly turned his toes towards the stairs.

Yu Xing raised the corner of his mouth, followed the body's tendency, and walked to the nurse's station. There was a very bad aura lingering on the phone. He stared down at the phone and did not move for the time being.

The audience became excited.

[Haha, I didn’t expect to open the second perspective so quickly]

[Fortunately, no one else went to the place where there were ghosts at this time. Didn't you notice that no one else was walking along his corridor?]

[I thought I would have to watch Mr. Ren Yi’s perspective for at least half an hour. He likes to comment every time from Ren Yi’s perspective. It’s not entertainment commentary. I feel like I’m back in high school class]

[The kind that if you don’t listen carefully, you will be yelled at by boss Ren Yi to stand still]

[Look at luck, I remember that if I answer the phone, I will be pestered by the nurse. If I don’t answer the phone, I will be approached by the patient who died before being rescued in time. If I can solve one of them, there will be a nurse or patient who will help the guest to block a plot. ]

[Xing’s identity? ]

What is Yu Xing’s identity? The audience only knew that he was a doctor, but had no way of knowing whether he was a perpetrator, an ordinary person, or a prophet, because when the little girl handed out the identity card during the broadcast, the audience's perspective was partially blocked.

In the preparation space, the audience could only see Yu Xing's performance, but could not see the words on the letters and notes.

In this scene, they could only see Ren Yi's identity as an ordinary person, although the route Ren Yi took was not ordinary... This big data analysis guy seemed to want to risk his life to get the clues from the dean's office, even if the clues were unknown. exist.

[Xing should know about the ghosts here. Based on past experience, it is easier to answer the phone. The nurse can only make small gestures and is not as resentful as the dead patient]

[He stretched out his hand, and sure enough... I wiped it? ]

Yu Xing stretched out his hand towards the ringing phone, and his fingers had already touched the cold shell of the white landline phone. The coldness spread into his body from his fingers, making Yu Xing's fingers curl up unconsciously.

No, it's not curling up, but Yu Xing took the initiative to curl up his fingers, his smile widened, and he tapped the phone with his knuckles as if teasingly: "If you don't answer, are you going to hit me?"

"..." It might be an illusion, but Yu Xing felt that the phone ring behind him seemed to hesitate for a few tenths of a second. Then, the light above the nurse's station flickered violently, making the environment darker every time.

A stream of thick blood seeped out from the gap between the microphone and the base, flowed all the way to the tabletop, spread under the computer, and then flowed along the tabletop toward Yu Xing. Logically speaking, there was a table board blocking it. Yu Xing didn't have to worry about blood getting on him, but the blood went against common sense, penetrated the table and flowed out of the nurse's station.

Yu Xing ignored the blood that was about to spread to his feet. He stared at the phone itself. Although it was not connected, he seemed to hear the voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"Save...save..."

It was the voice of an old man, sounding as if he had just suffered an accident.

"I... gas..."

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, gas poisoning?

Well, it takes time for the hospital to receive a call and rush to rescue people, and they have to contact the police. Often during that time, the person suffering from gas poisoning is already hopeless.

Because calling, it means that the poisoned person can no longer open the window or door by himself. At that time, the poisoning has reached a certain level.

"save……"

The voice on the other end of the phone had a strong sense of distortion. It could be heard that the person on the other end was unconscious. He could only scream for help without telling his location.

If the call was to the police, the police could still locate the phone number, but unfortunately this is a hospital.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, even Yu Xing was forced to breathe. The dean's voice broke the situation. The dean's voice was trembling, but still firm. From the sound of Shasha's electricity, he said: "Leave quickly. !I allow you to ignore this rule!"

This rule, of course, refers to the sentence on the sign: "Passing medical staff should help answer the phone."

It was the content of this sign that allowed the absolute rule of "the regulations set by the dean cannot be violated" to penetrate into Yu Xing. Otherwise, the ghost itself would not be able to control Yu Xing's body.

It seems that the president at this time can still see the "monitoring" of the entire hospital and has the ability to maintain his hospital rules.

The dean's words sounded a bit incomprehensible. Others had no idea what the dean was referring to. Only Yu Xing felt light and knew that the dean was helping him.

Even this helps very little.

The dean could temporarily free him from the influence of ghosts, but he could not prevent the ghosts from coming to trouble him later.

But this was enough, Yu Xing's favorability towards the dean increased slightly.

Not long after the dean finished speaking, there was no sound on the other end of the phone. Yu Xing shook his head, looked at the phone and said, "I sympathize with you, but it's a pity that I can't save you."

After saying this, he turned around gracefully and looked at the clock above the stairs. He no longer planned to waste time here and walked directly from the stairs to the second floor.

The moment he turned his head, he seemed to see five or six nurses standing behind the computer at the nurse's station. The nurses' facial features only had ears and eyes, but no mouths.

Their eyes were wide open, staring at Yu Xing without any luster. One of them had a purple hand pressing on the receiver. If Yu Xing had answered the phone just now, he would have touched these nurses.

I can see and hear, but I can't speak. Are you criticizing the possible omissions of the nurse in person? The deceased patient resented the nurse for not conveying his condition in time?

Yu Xing only glanced at it and never looked back. There was only an empty nurse station and a clean telephone landline that seemed to have never had any blood.

[Is the screen just like this? I’m glad you’re back. I don’t want to listen to Ren Yi’s lecture on the distribution of nerves in the human body]

No matter how wailing the barrage is, no matter how much you want to see the follow-up, it is useless. Yu Xing has left the camera range. At this point, no one knows his whereabouts except himself.

Of course he knew that not answering the phone in violation of the sign would definitely lead to tracking by ghosts, but that was part of the fun of the game.

When he reached the second floor, Yu Xing did not stop, but continued on to the third floor, and then strolled in the corridor of the third floor.

The third floor has changed even more than the first floor. Most of the modern facilities are obsolete, and there are many old equipment. Along the way, the signboards pointing to where are almost not intact, all are rusty and obviously damaged.

The outer shell of the clock was covered with coagulated blood, and the sound of the hands turning in circles was clumsy and heavy. Yu Xing didn't meet anyone along the way, and he successfully found his office based on the incomplete road signs and the location memorized in the early morning mode.

【Office of the Chief of Surgery】

Since he is already at the director level, he has an independent office space in this concentrated horror hospital. A key is required to enter, and the key is in his white coat pocket.

Yu Xing took out the key, pointed it at the hole, and opened the door easily. Behind the door was a space where he could barely see anything. You must know that although Yu Xing's physique was still suppressed by the [Cage], his eyesight was much higher than that of ordinary people. , shouldn’t feel that the room penetrated by the corridor light is so dark.

Obviously, this kind of darkness is not natural darkness, but becomes unable to be dispelled by light after being shrouded by some special power.

Yu Xing knew clearly that his first task might not be easy. He reached out and fumbled for the light switch by the door. The tidying station would not necessarily allow him to tidy up in the dark. Although this mode was affected by ghosts, in the end Basic physical reactions will still occur.

Not long after, Yu Xing touched the switch, but at the same time, another hand quietly touched the back of his hand from a place he couldn't see.

That hand was cold and damp, like seafood that had been frozen in the freezer for a long time, but it had human fingers. Yu Xing only paused for a moment when the thing touched him, and then it was like he felt nothing. As if, a switch was pressed.

The office suddenly became bright, and the unknown hand disappeared in an instant. Yu Xing squinted and saw the indoor scene clearly. The office was not large, with a water dispenser and green plants on one side, and a White glass cabinet, next to the glass cabinet is the desk, which is the literal work station.

At the work station, a lot of information was piled up in a mess. Yu Xing was far away and couldn't see what it was all about. Thermos cups and other items were also placed randomly. After taking a look at it, Yu Xing realized one thing. .

If this identity is regarded as real, then his workstation must have been disturbed by others.

Yu Xing deliberately left the door open and walked quickly to the table. Looking at the things on the table, he thought that someone opened his office without a key and then took something away...or left something on the table.

The pink envelope on the table appeared in his retina at lightning speed. Compared with other things, the envelope was placed particularly neatly and conspicuously.

Yu Xing knew who had come.

She was probably the sick woman who was killed by him and whose body is still on his bed. That woman had been stalking him, like a fanatical illegitimate child. In criminal terms, she was called a stalker. She was most likely to be involved in breaking into a house. , invasion of privacy and other crimes.

It was absolutely normal for a woman to secretly get the key to his office without telling him. It should be said that it was easier for the ghost of a dead woman to do these things.

Maybe you want to peep into his privacy by messing up his desk.

Yu Xing stepped forward and put the bonus envelope in the pocket of his white coat. He could feel that the lights in the room seemed to be brighter. The female ghost must be very satisfied with his move.

He picked up the information paper on the table and found that there were several categories, including medical records of inpatients, physical examination reports, new information on certain diseases, etc. In addition, draft papers and medical books were also on the table. On the stall.

Yu Xing quickly sorted these into categories, and the table suddenly became much clearer. Only a few documents in dark yellow paper folders were left and needed to be put back into the drawer.

There are drawers under the table and on the left and right sides. In the middle drawer are some daily necessities, such as scissors, tape, small clips, etc. In fact, these scissors can be used as the murder weapon of the perpetrator, but Yu Xing did not take a fancy to them. , because there are better ones in the glass cabinet next to it.

The drawers on the left and right are filled with various notebooks, including sign-in sheets, sign-in sheets for borrowed equipment, disinfection records, patient thank-you letters, etc.

All the thank-you letters were opened, and the sincere words of each patient were drawn with straight lines in red blood, as if they were circles on key points. At the end, there would be a red check, and a sentence full of superiority written underneath. "Read".

Yu Xing took out the thank-you letters and saw the female ghost possessively commenting on the patients' thank-you letters, as if doing so would show how different her status was from other patients. The ground narrowed.

It is a doctor's duty to save people.

The patient is grateful and sincere.

What right does this mentally ill woman have to destroy what the patients have written?

Judging from the distribution of blood stains on the thank-you letter, this female ghost likes to see other people praise her very much, and will put a horizontal line under the words of praise. However, as long as the patients show a little liking for him, or even just ordinary respect and admiration, The female ghost will viciously mark that section with many, many messy crosses. It would be best to cover all the ink marks so that they are not visible at all.

There was no one around and there was no live broadcast camera. It could be seen from Yu Xing's expression that he was not very happy at this time.

The air became cold again, the lights dimmed as if they were out of power, and it seemed that the invisible female ghost was still dissatisfied with his expression.

There was a rage in Yu Xing's eyes. In his opinion, this female ghost was really ignorant of the world. She had done so many annoying things, and she still wanted to continue to control him as a "doctor".

He silently put away the thank you note and placed other things on the table. After hearing the system inform him that the first task had been completed, Yu Xing gave a cold smile.

He took out the pink envelope he kept in his pocket and tore it from the middle without even opening it or looking at it.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a woman's angry scream sounded in his ears, and blood dripped from the envelope, staining Yu Xing's white coat red.

This is not a big deal. In the Screaming Night mode, everyone will be injured more or less when encountering ghosts, or they will be stained with blood, charcoal ash, bruises, etc. It is not unexpected.

Yu Xing is not afraid at all. If a normal person would feel guilty and afraid of the person he killed, then the person standing here at this time, whether it is him or the person with this original identity, is full of luck. No doctor would feel this way.

Yu Xing has never had any sympathy for such overestimating things, and only feels disgusted.

He folded the bloody pink envelope together, tore it open again, and then threw it into the trash can next to his work station.

Several words in blood appeared on the table.

"What are you doing!!"

Yu Xing glanced indifferently, picked up the rag hanging on the side of the glass cabinet and wiped away the bloody words. A little bit of black mist seeped out of his eyes. His voice was cold, more terrifying than a ghost: "Trash, if If you dare to soil my position again, I will completely drive you out of your mind."

"Now, get out of my office!"