Conan after going to the wrong set

The torrential rain was raging in the city, and the water column was flying all over the sky.

On the first floor of the abandoned hospital, a boy in light white pajamas stood there.

"Qize Hospital has 4 buildings with 4 floors close together. If I remember correctly, they are connected to each other internally. Then which floor should I go to?" Jiu Lanxuan whispered to herself, and her slippers stepped on the floor. slight noise,

In addition to the underground test subjects, the first and second floors are filled with pre-test subjects, that is, ordinary patients.The third and fourth floors are closed wards, which are declared to be closed to dangerous patients, and there is a thick iron door at the passageway between the second and third floors to prevent patients from communicating.

Then go to the third floor to have a look first, and make up your mind Jiu Lanxuan walked up the stairs.The door from the second floor to the third floor was not locked, and several seals were stuck on the iron door in a mess. The door was slightly opened, and Jiu Lan could only see that the stairs inside were covered with shredded paper.

Opening the door and walking inside, Jiu Lanxuan found more things that made him uneasy. The scorched gray wall seemed to have been burned by fire, and the few pits on it could be seen as knife marks.

An unknown sour gas and the smell of alcohol permeated the corridor, mixed with a faint smell of chicken excrement.

Corpse stink?

Jiu Lanxuan did not continue to move forward in a hurry, but bent down to pick up a piece of shredded paper from the ground and spread it out.

A human-shaped paper man stared into the wine-red eyes, with the person's name and age written in red pen on it.

Humanoid generation?

This is a unique Japanese way of praying. Cut the paper into the shape of a person, and then write your name and age on it, so that the paper will be in the shrine until March 3 every year.The shrine will burn these "generations" in a way.

How can there be such a thing here?

Jiu Lanxuan picked up the shredded human-shaped paper one by one, and he found that each paper figurine had a different name written on it, and it was deep or shallow.

Are the names of all the patients written on the dolls?What bad luck are they taking away?

As Jiu Lanxuan stepped up to the last step, his attention became highly concentrated.The scorched marks on the wall on the third floor were even more obvious. There was a place similar to a nurse's station in front of it. On the dusty table was a deteriorated rubber stick and a roll call card.

"Hmm, can't you see the name clearly?" Jiu Lanxuan picked up the somewhat damp roll call slip, which felt sticky and about to rot.He threw the paper back on the table in disgust, and opened the drawer below.

There seems to be a surprise here.

A pair of black pupils were staring at him!

The little boy in the blue suit was curled up in the closet, his pupils dilated, and he looked at Jiu Lanxuan in horror.

"Conan? Why are you here?"

"I'm asking you this, why are you here?!" Conan was obviously frightened, and cold sweat rolled down his cheeks.At this moment, one hand rested on the floor, panting heavily.

"After listening to No. [-]'s words, I felt that there was a problem with this hospital. I sneaked out while Sister Asada was sleeping." The wine-red eyes showed a deep dark red in the darkness, and Jiulan stretched out her eyes. Hand to Conan, "Since you have also come out, let's find clues together."

"Next time, we can't do such a dangerous thing again." Conan also recovered from the fright. One more friend is better than one more enemy.

There were scraps of paper all over the ground, and Conan seemed to have touched something with his other hand.

He turned on the flashlight to shine on the ground, and a few pieces of paper were pushed aside, revealing the corpses of many unknown bugs.

Conan's expression turned disgusting in an instant, but Jiu Lanxuan kicked the shredded paper next to him in the first place, and buried the disgusting scene from childhood.

"Hey, Conan. Did you open the door to the stairs?" Jiu Lanxuan tried to change the subject to ease the discomfort just now.

Jiulan knows that Conan has a doctor's high-tech, and it is a trivial matter to open the lock and fight.

But the answer was unexpected, "Is it not me, or you? Oops, there might be someone else here!" Conan didn't bother to explain, and ran back with Jiu Lanxuan.

Back at the stairs, when Conan looked towards the end of the stairs, his pupils contracted slightly. "The door is closed!"

"It's closed?" Jiu Lanxuan walked down, grabbed the iron door and shook it vigorously, "It's locked! When?"

He didn't feel the breath of other people at all!

And Conan moved two cushions, stepped on the cushions and lay on the crack of the door to look out. Someone added a big lock outside the iron gate.

He tried to use a tool to pry the door lock, but found that the child's hands were too short, even if he could stretch out a few fingers, it still had no effect.

At this moment, Conan felt the mood of the patients in the mental hospital, which was like a special prison.

Do you want to call the police?

The idea circled in Conan's mind, and finally curiosity overcame fear.

"Let's go." Because he was not sure if there were other people in the hospital, Conan simply turned off the flashlight and took Jiu Lanxuan to the third floor again.

The dark corridor connected countless rooms. Conan went to the door of some of them and pushed, but the doors were all locked.

"It's strange. Qi Ze Hospital was shut down after a major murder happened a few years ago. There was a big fire that day. Under such circumstances, it shouldn't be considered to close and lock the door again in order to escape." Conan propped his chin, his eyes were on There was a pause between several doors.

"How about I try to pick the lock?" Jiu Lanxuan tore off the detective brooch, and fiddled with the keyhole with the needle side.

He had seen this kind of lock before, and it was a very old lock that was commonly used more than 20 years ago.

At that time, in order to ensure that the keys of the organization's stronghold were not copied, everyone was not equipped with keys, and entered and exited purely by lockpicking skills.

Jiu Lanxuan also learned this skill at that time.

"Crack." The door was quickly opened.

"Ha, it really is this way! My brother used to never let me open his cabinet, and then he lost the key once. The two of us worked together on how to open the lock. It's amazing!" Jiu Lanxuan opened the door , Don't forget to talk nonsense.Under Conan's slightly speechless gaze, he gave up his vision inside the door.

"hiss!"

Even Jiulan couldn't help but take a breath, a strong musty smell came over the face, and there were piles of papers piled up in the house, like a big grave!

"This is... what?" Conan took two steps back, shocked by this weird scene.

"When I first came here, I smelled the smell of stinky chicken excrement." Jiu Lanxuan vaguely reminded, "The sour and alcohol smell here seem to be covering up this smell."

"Corpse stinks!" Conan's face was ugly, and he quickly started to dig the paper mountain in front of him. Paper figurines, big or small, fell down, and finally the buried objects appeared.

It was a person wrapped in scotch tape.

It was covered with a thick layer from head to toe, like a long chrysalis, and the human figure inside could hardly be seen.Conan turned on the flashlight and shone it on the face of the human-shaped chrysalis, which could be vaguely seen that the chrysalis was tightly packed.The facial features of the victim inside were compressed almost flat, making him look more like a human-shaped pillow that can be bought anywhere on the street.

It's just that this pillow is more real and terrifying.