The daily vest cannot be dropped

The mental appraisal is just sticking a small chip on the temple, which is basically just a matter of opening and closing the eyes, and it is said that when being probed, it is like soaking the whole person in warm water, which is quite comfortable.

Wen Muqing was always a little worried that these things could detect his thoughts, and even used props to defend against it.

When he came out of the darkroom, the eyes of the staff member in charge of testing him were all shining, and he repeatedly praised: "I have been here for so many years, and I have never seen a person with such abilities as mentally stable as you." high."

"What will happen to the ability users with low mental stability?"

The staff thought for a while: "I haven't encountered one that is particularly low so far, but some ability users who have fallen below the safe threshold will have symptoms of mania and hallucinations, and will soon be taken to the treatment room for treatment."

"Where's the treatment room?"

"Forehead……"

Wen Muqing looked at the embarrassing expressions of the staff in front of him, then smiled and stopped talking.

The Yin-Yang system in his ear was still broadcasting the situation on the side of the Alliance.

[Lied has stopped cooking, Master Host, do you really not consider keeping him?Xiaohong still likes him quite a bit, at least Doudizhu won't miss one of the three. ]

[Xiaohong is that nurse? ]

[Yes, usually the nurses in the six buildings can only gather a table of mahjong, and two of them can only play lottery in loneliness. ] Sickness explained, [doctors also have their own happiness, only me, hey! ]

Its tone dropped.

Wen Muqing looked indifferent: [Li De, you can ask him yourself, don't talk about other things. ]

[Okay~ Irene has already found a comatose ordinary person in the basement, but she wants to find you more. ]

Irene probably already guessed that "L" was not an ability user who came here to save ordinary people, and she was curious about what he did.

Even if she could wait for Yangmian to send ordinary people out, she didn't intend to just sit there and wait.

[Did he come in specifically to get rid of this weirdness?Secrets really make men more attractive. ] Sickness imitated Irene's self-talk, her tone was a little shy.

[The charm of the host is really extraordinary, even if it looks like a fool, the beautiful woman is willing to take risks with you. ]

Wen Muqing ignored its teasing: [Don't digress, keep talking. ]

In Wen Muqing's view, the [Wanderer] card is a pure chaos card. Apart from having fun, it doesn't do much damage to weirdness.

Irene probably just wanted to see if it would be profitable to follow him. After all, cracking weirdness would drop item cards, and location-type item cards would be stronger.

[The trio has already bumped into the patient on the fourth floor of Building No. [-] and is currently negotiating. ]

WK and others touched the wall to Room 405 on the fourth floor, and Li pushed the door lightly to enter after confirmation.

The patient lying on the bed could indeed correspond to their information. The gloomy face, the sutures on the forehead, and the bruises on the cheeks were the ones who had been diagnosed with violent tendencies.

Trapped on the bed by the restraint belt, he could only stare blankly at the roof, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he tilted his head reluctantly and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you? Where are you from?"

Li put the dagger in his sleeve and asked calmly, "We are here to visit Jenny's family. Do you know where she is?"

"Jenny...?" The man repeated, and then laughed softly, "Okay, stop pretending, you are the police, right?"

Li knew that his face was tender, so he said calmly, "Why do you think so?"

"Except for the XXX police, no one can enter this devil hospital now, let alone our patients don't have this name at all." The man wanted to move, but was tied tightly, he gasped , "I will tell you what information you want, but at the same time, you have to save me."

He deliberately blurred the term in front of the policeman, Li frowned, feeling that the person in front of him was too normal to be weird.

Before he could speak, K took a step forward and asked directly, "Do you know where the other patients are? Also, how much do you know about the inside story of this hospital?"

"Other patients? Do you mean number two to number seven?" The man basically answered every question, with a well-behaved expression on his face, not at all like the violent tendencies and mania described in the materials.

Through his narration, several people roughly figured out the basic situation of this hospital.

The hospital started out as a small private sanatorium, only accepting patients who were regarded as shameful by rich or noble families, and helping big families to do some dirty things.

For example, patients who obviously did not meet the compulsory hospitalization requirements were detained in a nursing home and were subjected to the treatment methods that only severely ill patients would have.

And after the big family didn't intend to recall these people, they became the victims of some experiments.

"No. [-] and I are all abandoned children who voluntarily gave up their names. After the XXX disease, the whole hospital was brought into another dimension." He said calmly, "When the sun is on the side, those people will return to normal and toss us. The dark side is the other way around.”

"If you want to leave here, you must release all six of us, and then sneak out when the hospital is sunny."

"Why six people?" Li couldn't help asking, "Isn't there a total of seven people?"

No. [-]'s cloudy eyes rolled, and he said out of breath, "Because he can't be released, or you will regret it."

"Okay, is there anything else I want to ask? If not, please help me untie the restraint belt." The man changed the subject, "You all have weapons anyway, I am so weak, I can't beat you, let alone It is against the rules of the court to make noise when it is dark.”

The three of them couldn't help frowning as they listened, because when the man in front of him spoke, once he encountered a key noun, he would appear in vague words like muted words, but judging by his natural appearance, it was obvious that he didn't find any problems.

And the so-called big family they talked about, the W girl who is proficient in electronic products and well-informed, has never heard of any of them.

As we all know, the weirdness has only appeared for ten years. According to his time, this weird place should have existed long ago, so why did it suddenly appear in Dominican Republic?

"Brother, come here." Sister W suddenly called out.

Standing in front of the hospital bed, K subconsciously turned his back and said, "Why—"

Before he finished speaking, a dark green tongue suddenly pierced his shoulder, making a soft "poof" sound, and blood mixed with mucus flowed out from the wound, making one's scalp numb just looking at it.

Li cut off his tongue instantly with a knife, and then pulled K behind him.

The eyes of the man lying on the bed turned a cloudy yellow. A long tongue was drooping on the quilt, slipping out traces. The half of the tongue cut off by Li wriggled on the ground for a while before losing its movement.

K's face was covered with cold sweat from the pain, and he cursed secretly: "Is this called lack of combat effectiveness?"

The three retreated to the door, W took out bandages and alcohol from his bulging clothes, poured them all on him, sterilized them and wrapped them up, she scolded: "The hospital rules say don't turn your back on patients, you'll be stupid all day long!"

"You can't believe everything this man says, but we still have to pay attention to the number seven, who is very special both in the case and in his words."

Several people discussed the plan for the future, and then looked back, only to find that the person who was originally trapped on the bed was motionless, with a foul smell coming from his body, and corpse spots emerged from his body, and soon turned into a beach mud.

[Get off work on the 10st, Master Host, you may still be able to fish for another [-] minutes. ]

Wen Muqing sat on the chair with eyelashes drooping, the hot tea in his hand curled up, melodious light music echoed in his ears, and the wallpaper was bright yellow that made people feel happy.

Kind of like a psychiatrist's clinic.

He could tell that the music was also a strangely produced prop, which made him subconsciously want to relax.

Wen Muqing thought for a while, and took out a book with young leaves growing on it under the cover of the table, and rubbed his hand affectionately.

The book disappeared, and a transparent butterfly landed on his fingertips, only the traces of its wings flapping could be vaguely seen.

Soon, the door opened, and a man wearing a mask and a dark gray sweater walked in.

He went straight to Wen Muqing's side, reached out to shake his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hello, I'm Wen Gefei."

Under the strange influence, Wen Muqing subconsciously wanted to say his real name, bit the tip of his tongue, and said coldly: "Ye Shou."

[Now I give you a chance, you can sing any song you want, and I won’t stop until I say stop. ]

Bingbing resolutely sang "good luck" in his mind, and after only five seconds, Wen Muqing regretted it.

"I've had a cold recently, don't mind me talking while wearing a mask." Wen Gefei said, "I've heard your name for a long time."

Wen Muqing kept a cold face, not really wanting to get close to him.

Having come to talk to him in this environment shows that "Dawn" still wants to take the initiative.

He understands, but the identity he represents cannot show weakness.

Wen Gefei saw his attitude, and said bluntly: "There is no surveillance or monitoring equipment in this room, I just want to talk to you—to talk about your relationship with MIA."

"After all, I'm a little curious, why do non-human beings from another world seek you as an intermediary?"

Wen Mu thought about this problem early in the morning, and he said: "It's not that they took the initiative to find me, but because of the 'dream'."

"When the earth was weird, I started to have a strange dream, dreaming about what happened in another world." Wen Muqing said softly, "It was a devastated world, and the living space belonging to human beings was squeezed into a small place. The strangeness of the world has begun to evolve in another direction, and it has begun to devour each other."

"There is a member of MIA who has the ability to resonate. Under the connection of the dream, we have an intersection. It's as simple as that."

Wen Gefei tapped his finger on the table, he was a little puzzled: "Since Weird is in power, can't MIA live well? There is no need for them to come to help humans."

"But what if they were human before they became weird?" Wen Muqing stared into Wen Gefei's eyes.

The pupils of the person in charge of Shuguang suddenly narrowed, and he said calmly: "Can you be more specific?"

"You know." Wen Muqing spoke clearly, with unquestionable certainty, "Director Wen Gefei, the laboratory on the third basement floor, subject No. 502, you should know what I'm talking about, right?"

Wen Gefei got up subconsciously, and his tone lost his original gentleness and became extremely aggressive: "Where did you get the news from?"

"I have my own channel." Wen Muqing chuckled, "So, Director Wen, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Or answer me a question first." He also stood up, half a head taller than Wen Gefei's height is quite intimidating, he restrained his smile, and asked in a deep voice, "Why do you want to hide this information about other capable users?" ?”

[Master Host, there are still 5 minutes. ]