Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Half an hour's drive is probably longer than a century for him.

After arriving at the place, Yasuhiro Ishikawa said thank you for your hard work, opened the door and got out of the car, giving the young commissioner room to breathe.

Standing in front of the car with the lights turned off, Furutegawa looked around. All the cars of the special department were parked on the side of the road, about 300 meters away from the mental hospital, and there was no warning.

The lights of the faintly surrounded hospital were still on, and the five-story building in the distance was not too high, but faint howls came from time to time, which added a lot of horror to the place.

Originally, places like mental hospitals were respected and kept at a distance.

An elderly middle-aged man ran over quickly and saluted: "Your Excellency Ishikawa, we obey your orders. We have been on standby! No trace has been revealed!"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro bowed back and said solemnly: "Thanks for your hard work! Please be vigilant! There may be great danger in this place!"

"Yes! In addition, this is the hospital information I found, please have a look..."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Furutegawa took a few steps forward, looking at the brightly lit hospital in the distance.

Next to him, while Yasuhiro Ishikawa was looking through the gaps in the materials with the flashlight, the middle-aged man couldn't help turning his head to look at Guatechuan, but he only saw a blurred halo. Go see it again.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro glanced at some information of the hospital, put away the information, looked up and said: "Thank you, then follow the established plan to guard the four weeks and not allow anyone to escape."

"Yes!"

After the middle-aged man left, Yasuhiro Ishikawa looked at Furutekawa, and said in a deliberative tone: "It is indeed a bit strange, judging from their medical records, some patients who came to see the doctor were directly rejected, and some were forced It’s a bit like picking patients.”

Guatechuan said softly: "Don't worry about those... let's go."

He stepped forward, and Yasuhiro Ishikawa quickly followed.

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The gate of the hospital is an ordinary pull-and-close switch. In the duty booth sat a man with heavy dark circles. He couldn't tell how old he was. His eyes were like a fish that had been dead for many days, staring straight at a man. place, without blinking or turning.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa at the door took a look, feeling inexplicably terrified.

In a place like a mental hospital, no matter how you look at the gate, it's a bit abnormal?

He pondered whether to go over to say hello, or find a place to climb over the wall.

At this time, Gu Techuan suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched him under his arm... The last time he was pinched like this in his memory was when he was seven years old because he kicked over his father's chair, he was pinched like this and spanked his ass ...

Immediately afterwards, the vision in front of him was momentarily illusory, and when he regained consciousness, he was already standing in front of the main entrance of the hospital.

He was stunned for a while, enduring the overwhelming discomfort in his stomach, and turned his head to look at the gate far away.

Furutegawa next to him stepped inside.

He stopped his chaotic thoughts and hurried to follow.

Well, it's time to get over it anyway.

The front entrance of the hospital is very advanced. It seems to have good bulletproof performance, and it has double protection of card swiping and face recognition. It is almost as tight as the underground fortress that the president of a big country in the west has to drill from time to time.

However, Yasuhiro Ishikawa quickly found a reason to comfort himself: this place is a mental hospital, and strict precautions are necessary.

He looked at Furutegawa, and said in a discussing tone: "Before you're sure if there's a problem here, it's not good to break through the door, right?"

The previous low-key siege was also because of this. What if the hospital is fine and it's just the doctors' unilateral stupidity?

Guatechuan looked back and forth, walked to a security window, spewed a mouthful of fire, then used frost to freeze it rapidly, and then snapped his right hand, the whole window was directly shattered into pieces.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa looked dumbfounded.

Guatechuan got in, turned around and said, "Please come in, you're welcome."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro moved his lips, swallowed the words "You can squat alone" that came to his lips, and followed silently.

The smell of disinfectant was overwhelming and disgusting.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa raised his hand to cover his nose, his face was a bit ugly, this smell always brings back unpleasant memories.

Guatechuan reminded: "Wear a gas mask, the air is poisonous."

"Toxic?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro's face changed, he didn't suspect him, he hurriedly held his breath, and took off the mask hanging in his breast pocket.

Gas masks have always been standard equipment for Special Section Commissioners.

He buckled the mask tightly against his nose, then took a breath, and looked around vigilantly: "Why is there poisonous gas in the hospital?"

"Who knows." Furutekawa shook his head, stepped on the marble patterned floor, and walked forward.

The window is the side window of the hall, and the place where the two people are is also the hall.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa glanced at the closed glass door next to him, and quickly followed Furutekawa. He pulled out his gun with the other hand, and said in a low voice, "Something's wrong, why is there no one in the hall?"

Guatechuan listened carefully, and said, "It seems that the whole building is deserted."

"Is this impossible?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro was full of astonishment: "In such a big hospital, if there is no one person, it can't be justified, let alone the lights are still on..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the hall went out instantly.

In the distance, there seemed to be the sound of switching knives closing, and the whole building was plunged into darkness.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro wished to slap himself.

He put on the night vision goggles, first talked to the wireless headset for a while, and after confirming that no one was going out, he was half vigilant, half frowning and said, "Strange, is there a tunnel to escape here?"

"Even if there is, it's impossible for the patients to follow, right?" Furatekawa said softly, pointing to the ground: "The upper level is a cover, and everyone is underground."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was even more astonished, and blurted out: "Are you sick? Are you staying in the basement?"

Tanizuo Furutegawa agreed: "I guess there is something shameful about it..." Before he could finish speaking, he raised his big foot and kicked it forward, hitting the snow-white wall.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was caught off guard and had no time to say anything.

But what was even weirder was that a large amount of blood suddenly oozed from the wall.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa saw two thick black-haired legs protruding from the wall.

As for why it must be black-haired thick legs, it is because he also has two, and the things he sees every day are naturally familiar.

The thick black-haired legs fell to the ground.

Two swollen eyes opened on the wall, with pain in their eyes, but they didn't make a sound, and moved away from the side a little bit abruptly, revealing a three-meter-wide underground ramp behind.

Gu Techuan walked over and said calmly: "Next time, if you don't dare to be ignorant, I'll eat you."

The wall monster trembled, got up and ran away in a panic.

"Cruel..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro said silently in his heart, "But it's so cool..."

He followed Gu Techuan, and went deep underground with a little vigilance.

In the mental hospital, there is a wall monster covering it. There is a problem, there is definitely a problem.

Furutegawa, who was walking in front, was already thinking about it.

He seems to have seen the layout of this place before.

Same wall monsters, same basement, and same stairs.

He suddenly asked: "Are there still evil spirits meeting now?"

"Tokyo is definitely gone." Ishikawa Yasuhiro replied behind him: "A long time ago, the evil spirit society was everywhere, and now although the evil spirit is dead, the believers everywhere should still be alive, maybe there will be no more." Migrated quietly westward... oh?"

He suddenly came to his senses and said in amazement: "No way? Is this place the territory of the evil spirit society?"

Gu Techuan did not answer him, but took a deep breath: "There is a strong smell of blood."

Yasuhiro Ishikawa fell silent, and was about to turn on the wireless earphones, but suddenly thought that people from outside rushed in now, which might be causing trouble, so he could only hold back, and loaded the bullet by the way.

Although there is no need to worry about safety with Guatechuan, but in case there is any strong enemy or difficult trap that makes Guategawa unable to escape for a while, he has to find a way to protect himself.

Looking at the elevator, which also requires swiping the card to open, Gutechuan murmured: "It's really troublesome..."

Two sword lights flashed, and the iron elevator door shattered instantly, revealing a large dark hole inside.

Gu Techuan put away his sword, stretched out his hand and clamped Ishikawa Yasuhiro under his arm again, walked in and fell down.

"Boom!" He landed on the elevator, and the whole elevator shook with the wire rope.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked at his feet, and his heartbeat accelerated. Although it was embarrassing to say, as an adult who was at least ten years older than Furutegawa, his heartbeat was as fast as that of a young girl who had just started a love affair in the middle of the country. But now he I really just want to hug Furutegawa's thigh tightly.

Especially in this dark elevator passage!

Furutegawa mobilized his true energy, and Pei Ran vigorously attacked the top of the elevator from the bottom of his feet, and the steel plate under his feet shattered instantly.

The two fell into the elevator.

Furutegawa raised his hand and pressed the open button.

The elevator opened silently.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro stared out with wide eyes.

In the room outside, more than a dozen men in black robes kneeling on the statue of the evil ghost king and raising their hands in worship all cast their astonished gazes over.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa and them just looked at each other.

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Under the dim light, the statue of the evil ghost king drenched in blood looked particularly evil.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa reacted first and raised his gun directly.

The dozen or so fanatical believers in the room also came back to their senses, got up in shock and anger, and while hiding around, cast their gloomy gazes over.

Now that the secret has been discovered, the only thing left to do is to kill the offerings made into Lord Evil God.

"What are you running for?" Guatechuan suddenly opened his mouth, and the darkness in his pupils opened.

More than a dozen fanatics stopped in an instant, turned around like puppets, lined up in two lines, plopped down on their knees, lowered their heads, and lifted the black robes on their heads.

There are men and women under the black robe, most of them are elderly people, only a few look younger.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked at them very sadly.

Gu Techuan walked over, looking at the two-meter-high statue of the evil ghost king in front of him, he felt a familiar breath, and couldn't help but oh, have you come back to life?

He looked sideways at Yasuhiro Ishikawa and said, "Let's go shopping for a while."