How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

The driver looked at the wooden syringe and swallowed hard.

He knew that there was no way to escape this needle.

"Don't worry, you definitely can't die. At most, you can stay in a hospital like me!"

"!!!"

"Now that you're awake, you can do it yourself. I think you must have been in the military, so you should give yourself an injection, right?"

The driver didn't know what the causal relationship was between being a soldier and being able to inject, but it was safer to inject himself than to let this mentally ill person get the injection.

"Well, I'll do it myself."

"Do you want to disinfect?"

Wang Heng looked around and saw that there was no iodine or alcohol.

"Let's check first to see if there's any alcohol or anything. If there isn't any, just burn the needle over a fire. Anyway, you won't let me go if I don't get the injection tonight."

"Haha, right~"

Wang Heng nodded shamelessly, and the driver struggled to get up to look for something to disinfect.

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, two people actually found half a bottle of alcohol!

It seems that this author is quite humane.

Look at the shelf life, the alcohol will expire in one day, just right!

"Just use it!"

The driver poured alcohol on his arm, washed away the coagulated blood stains on it, washed the needle, and then gritted his teeth and inserted the needle!

"呲~"

Not right...

"It's okay, it's okay. Just give it a few more injections and you'll get better at it!"

"..."

The driver who successfully injected the potion handed the wooden syringe to Wang Heng, who then handed it to the vine beside him. The vine raised its head again and threw the syringe into the burning sea of ​​​​fire to destroy the evidence.

Wang Heng found a place to sit down and looked at Fangyuan and Wen Ling, who were still hugging each other, and then at the driver, who was starting to lose consciousness.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Ding Zhen."

"Good name!"

"hehe......"

The driver's upper and lower eyelids began to fight. He tried his best to stay conscious, but fatigue enveloped him like darkness.

"You are exhausted today, little driver. Tomorrow will definitely be better and more beautiful."

After killing everyone present, Wang Heng and others were still highly suspicious. After what happened with Yan Qing, the Supernatural Bureau had long noticed this inconspicuous... or somewhat inconspicuous mental hospital.

After all, mental hospitals produce talented people.

This time, dozens of people died at once, and the director of the mental hospital and Yan Qing's crush on Xiaosheng both appeared at the scene. This is a bit... no matter how you look at it, you have to be suspicious... .

"How can I divert my attention?"

Wang Heng walked around the room, looking down at Fangyuan and Wen Ling who were hugging each other from time to time. If it weren't for you two, I could have escaped by myself. Now you can sleep comfortably, I think. A way to muddle through...

Wang Heng looked at the blood stains on Ding Zhen's body, and then looked around -

Got it!

The vines shot straight towards Ding Zhen!

Then he rubbed Ding Zhen's wound a few times to draw out some blood, and wrote on the wall:

"Do not bother me!"

The four big characters are so powerful that they penetrate the back of the wall, as if they were made in heaven...

Okay, I can’t make it up anymore. The words are crooked, one is deeper and the other is shallower.

But Wang Heng thinks that the vine cannot be blamed, it is just an unconscious child...

After finishing writing, Wang Heng nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, the people in the investigation team may think that there is a certain super boss living in seclusion here. This group of gangsters, even if they want to rape women, actually disturbed the boss's rest and were killed by the boss.

perfect!

Well, it's not perfect. Why does the boss need to burn everyone to eliminate all traces of the murder, and then leave these words in a generous way?

Just enough to leave Wang Heng and others without killing anyone?

Was it Fangyuan's bald head that attracted the boss' favor, the driver's misery that made him sad, or was it Wang Heng's handsomeness that led to a PY transaction with the boss?

Who knows.

Is this boss a psychopath?

But Wang Heng is indeed a lunatic. Forget it, he has painted all the paintings. Use them if they can be used. If they are not, it is good to deceive people a little bit.

After all, the driver was bleeding, so we can’t let his efforts go to waste... Although Ding Zhen was forced to volunteer...

The vines removed all traces, and Wang Heng asked him to check again. When he was no longer sure, Wang Heng took the vines back to his arm.

The shriveled small bracelet that was once wooden yellow and whitish has now turned dark red, like the color of coagulated blood, and the torso has also become plump, with a faint luster flowing around it, like the shiny Wenwan walnuts that have been coiled for a long time. Delicate skin. Strange and uniquely beautiful.

There is a mark on the inside of the bracelet, which is vaguely similar to the mark in Wang Heng's eyes.

Now there is only one flaw left, there are no wounds on Wang Heng's body.

Although his clothes were in tatters, as if he had been touched by a man, there were not even any wounds from close friction with the ground.

When the conflict arose after he got out of the car, he had already turned his body into lignified wood. The self-repair of lignified wood gave him extremely durable abilities...

"You don't really want to hit yourself~"

Wang Heng looked at the steel pipe at his feet, and then at his delicate and beautiful skin...

"boom!"

Just a stick!

"Damn it, does it hurt so much?"

Wang Heng, who was always cruel and talkative, used the steel pipe on the ground to "bang bang bang!" non-stop, but it was just a flesh wound. If it went deeper, the gain would outweigh the loss. At the worst, he would have to give some money to the emergency doctor and let him open it. A false certificate...

Of course this won't work, after all this will definitely be a big case.

Wang Heng went to the rough corners of the wall and rubbed the damaged areas of his clothes. Some of the skin was torn and bleeding, which already made him grimace in pain.

If the injuries that Li Heng suffered just now were added to himself, he felt that he would have to kneel down and call daddy...

"Violence is so terrible, but fortunately I am the perpetrator!"

"By the way, where's the magpie!?"

Wang Heng looked around and saw no sign of the magpie at all...

"Qingyi, Qingyi, where did the magpie go?"

Wang Heng quickly asked loudly about Qingyi in the air.

"The little magpie just wanted to get out of the car, but the owner was too nervous and accidentally locked it in the car~"

"I giao!"

Wang Heng immediately looked back.

I found a little magpie in the car tapping the car window anxiously with its sharp beak.

"Crackling",

It is very similar to the keyboard tapping sound of an author who is struggling to type words, just to make all brothers and sisters smile after reading it~

Fortunately, it was not my car that exploded just now, otherwise I would still be able to eat a roasted magpie that had been roasted for a long time and the meat was a little burnt...

"Qingyi, actually I wasn't nervous just now, I just wanted to protect the magpie, but - caring is confusing, you are an ancient, you can't understand this..."

Wang Heng thought briefly and quickly ran towards the car door.

"It's so hot, so hot, and the owner doesn't care about the birds!"

When he got closer and heard Magpie's crazy accusation, Wang Heng twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly opened the car door. A wave of heat rose up in the car. After all, the Wen family's car was not far away from the two cars, so even if there was no explosion, it would be like this The quality of the car is good.