Survival game by confession [unlimited]

Ai Po became that gentle and humble gentleman again, and he looked at Xiao Ji and Duan Wenzhou with a smile on his face.

"It's a pity that I can't invite you in for two cups of black tea. This is really not the way to treat guests. I sincerely beg your forgiveness here."

Xiao Ji watched his green eyes quietly, not seeing any strangeness or hypocrisy in his acting skills.It was as if he really saw Xiao Ji for the first time.

Xiao Ji turned to look at the dean again, with a timely look of doubt on his face.

He opened his mouth to ask, but he smiled apologetically as if he thought it was inappropriate to talk about these topics in front of the person involved.

"I wonder if I can interview you in your room?

After all, you are the director of this hospital, and there is a lot of information about this hospital, and you should be the clearest. "

"of course."

Like Ai Po, the dean also readily agreed to Xiao Ji's request for an interview, so the three left the corridor and walked towards the dean's room.

And behind them, the man sitting on the chair gently stroked the spine of the book, looking in the direction the three left, with an unclear expression on his face.

Sometimes a trace of confusion flashed in his emerald green eyes, and sometimes a trace of darkness flashed across them.

After the dean arrived, the wound on Ai Po's hand had disappeared, and the steel bar that he had bent was also restored to normal.

On the way back, Xiao Ji's interview with the dean had already begun, and the first question he asked was about Ai Po.

"You said that your younger brother only has a memory of 10 minutes, but I can't see any symptoms of a mental patient from him at all. He is really a normal person.

How can a person with only 10 minutes of memory do this?To know that he even remembered his own name. "

"When Ai Po was young, his illness was still very mild...so he remembered a lot of things and was able to take care of himself, but then..."

The dean sighed, as he answered the question, and Duan Wenzhou comforted him a few words.

When the three of them passed by those locked rooms again, all the patients inside were silent, curled up and shivering in the dim ward like an antelope that smelled the smell of a lion.

"You see, our patients are good patients. They are very well behaved, and it doesn't take much effort to manage them."

The dean smiled lightly and knocked on the iron fence in front of the gate of a ward, and the patient inside let out a piercing pitiful cry.

"I heard that you inherited your father's business and took over this mental hospital from your father. How is your father now?"

Xiao Ji ignored the obviously weird atmosphere around him, and continued to ask.

"He was seriously ill and is recuperating in a hospital outside the island. I sincerely hope that my father and younger brother will recover soon."

They went back to the dean's office and chatted for a while. The office was as dark and cramped as the patients' wards.As if to create a warm atmosphere, it is filled with various colorful plastic flowers.

Every flower pot is placed neatly, even forming a straight line.Except for these flowers, there is nothing superfluous here, and it is terribly clean.

Behind the dean's desk stood a large bouquet of yellow false wintersweet in full bloom.A faint rotten smell came from nowhere. It was there when they entered the dean's room just now, but at this time the faint smell became more obvious.

"Please sit wherever you want! Don't be polite."

The dean sat down behind the desk by himself, and greeted Xiao Ji and the two to sit down.

In just 5 minutes, Xiao Ji knew everything about the past life of Dean Xiao Aier.

Unlike Aipo who stayed in the mental hospital and never left, Ai Er went out to study since childhood. He received a doctorate in biomedicine five months ago and was about to show off his skills in the corporate world when he learned that his father Upon hearing the news of his illness, he could only hastily return to inherit the family property and serve as the director of the hospital.

They chatted very well, especially when they learned that Xiao Ji was also a psychiatrist before becoming a reporter.

"I think here, I can get a more practical application of the majors I have learned."

When talking about the future of this psychiatric hospital, a faint blushing appeared on the dean's face.

"So I'm willing to stay here and help these poor patients."

"You are such a nice fellow."

Xiao Ji's hand inadvertently touched the flower pot in front of him, causing the position of the flower pot to change slightly.

The dean reached out his hand almost immediately and moved the flowerpot back to its original position.

"Feel sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

The dean straightened his collar clip with his hand, smiling reservedly.

"By the way, your looks are so beautiful and perfect."

"Thank you."

The two finished the interview and left the dean's room.

[[Dean of Wushan Mental Hospital], testing...

Dean Ayer Xiao is available for interview, and the interview has been successfully completed! 】

Duan Wenzhou's sense of the dean of college students is not bad.

"He is really a good dean. I haven't seen such a conscientious dean for a long time!"

He praised Al a lot, but Xiao Ji tapped him on the forehead moderately.

"Think about the test requirements that the crow said at first?"

"Request, request?"

Duan Wenzhou suddenly gasped.

When Crow first announced the rules to them, he specifically explained to him that it is necessary to interview [mental patients] in the hospital, but now the dean has been judged as an interviewable subject...

This shows that the dean of this mental hospital is actually a mental patient himself!

"It seems that this mental hospital is completely hopeless."

Duan Wenzhou said helplessly.

Their quest progress has also been refreshed.

[The mental patient [Al] has been interviewed, and the number of interviews is 2/3. 】

After leaving the dean's room, Xiao Ji tapped on the walls around the dean's room. At this moment, he installed a monitor in his hand at the door of the dean's room.

When talking just now, he also secretly installed a monitor under the table.He felt that there was something wrong with Dean Little Al, and it was very likely that there was something hidden in the dean's room.

The opponent is an obvious dungeon boss, and his strength must be extremely strong. It is not feasible to directly kill the opponent.So he wanted to monitor the other party to see if he would reveal any flaws.

If this clue cannot be grasped, then Xiao Ji still has the last layer of insurance - that is his talent of "confessing true love".

Xiao Ji never felt that his talent was useless. He could randomly steal a skill from an NPC. Although it was completely random, it was the key to turning things around when necessary, just like in the last copy of Cursed Island. , without the help of ill, although he may not be able to obtain clues to the central shelter, it will take more time than that.

As for the pre-operation of stealing skills, it was completely ignored by Xiao Ji...

After the wave just now, the fear value of Xiao Ji and Duan Wenzhou has risen to 150 points, and the group below them is Shuiyue and the puppeteer, their fear value has risen to 80 points, and now they are ranked No. .2.

Baiming and Blood Spider are No.3, and at the bottom are Gunners and Survivors.

Half an hour passed, and the cross mark began to be engraved.

Suigetsu and the puppeteer are at the door of a dark studio.

Yes, it is a studio.

After they left the dean's room, they wandered around, saw a patient and went to interview them, who knew that the patient ignored them, went straight down to the third floor, and entered a huge ward—or treatment room. room.

Then the patient stood silently in front of the painting facing the door, motionless as if dead.

The sign hanging at the door of this room is [Painting Therapy Room]. In the map drawn by ill for Xiao Ji, the color of this location is marked yellow, which means that the monitor saw people when passing by here, but it did not. Not attacked.

But this is only for dead objects. There are patients with wandering eyes passing by in this corridor from time to time. Once they cast their eyes on this room, they will be attracted by the paintings in it, and then stop quietly to admire them, like a painting. Standing in front of the painting like a sculpture.

These paintings placed in the studio are all made of dark and cool colors of paint, and the contents of the paintings are also some horrific scenes.

Placed in the middle of this treatment room is an extremely huge oil painting, which occupies almost the entire wall. The portrait depicts a woman with a strange face. Bloody eyes, but the lower half of the face is delicate and beautiful, and there is still a gentle smile like the Virgin Mary on the corner of the lips.

Her stomach was cut open, and she took out a baby with black skin and full of fangs from her belly with her hands. This weird baby had two faces on the front and back, and one seemed to be crying. , and one is grinning grinningly, with a mouth full of sharp and fine teeth.

The lower body of the woman is not a human leg, but a pair of black goat hooves with long hairs.

At this time, many patients had already stayed in front of the painting. Like high-quality tourists admiring some world-famous painting, they watched the painting silently without saying a word.

"Go and see."

The puppeteer spoke to Shuiyue in a commanding tone.

He wore a black hood to cover his face, and the puppeteer has been reticent since entering the exam, rarely participating in the discussions of other candidates.

But facing Shuiyue at this time, he showed an unknown side.

"Okay." Shuiyue shrugged.

"You are my manipulator, you have the final say."

A puppeteer, as can be seen from his ID, his talent is manipulating dolls.

Teddy bears as small as a few centimeters are dolls, and as big as a living human being...all can be dolls.Shuiyue was originally a normal examinee. He was haunted by a ghost during an exam. At the last moment, he was forced to sign a contract with a puppeteer to survive.

And the price is to become the puppeteer's puppet, a living puppet.

What Shuiyue did after entering the exam was not because he really didn't have a brain, but because his character design didn't need a brain at all.He is just a puppet used to find the way.

Shuiyue strode forward and patted one of the "tourists" on the shoulder without any hesitation.

"Hey, brother, what are you looking at? Let me interview you. Is this painting good?"

The patient who had been patted again by him didn't notice it, and still stood there, staring at the painting.

Shuiyue followed his gaze and looked up at the huge oil painting on the wall. After just one glance, he couldn't help but tremble all over, as if his bones were being held by an indescribable force.

He made a trembling sound from his throat, thinking he wanted to back away, but he couldn't help but took a step forward, his eyes became confused, and the expression on his face became numb.He stood together with those patients and watched this masterpiece together.

The puppeteer's face darkened, and he recited a spell from his mouth.

Shuiyue's body was pulled to his side, and after 10 minutes, Shuiyue returned to normal, looking at his master with some doubts.The puppeteer's face was still not very good-looking, he just realized that a force was competing with him for the control of Shuiyue.

The puppeteer immediately decided to stay away from the room.

"Reaper's exam is really not that simple."

He said softly that he almost lost Shuiyue, a pretty good puppet, just now.But because Shuiyue is also a member of their group, Shuiyue's attack also increased their group's fright value, increasing their fright value by 50 points.

He thought this must be the highest fear value, and it was impossible for anyone in other groups to surpass them, until he glanced at the current leaderboard.The always calm puppeteer's eyes twitched.

"Reaper shouldn't be able to cheat his own students."

He muttered and peeked at the black crow.

The black mechanical crow landed on a row of overturned seats, its scarlet eyes looked at them without emotion.