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At 1:6 a.m. on January [-], ethereal music sounded again in the corridor on the third floor of Mingshan Nursing Home.

The timbre, tune, and volume of the music have not changed much compared to yesterday morning, but they are inexplicably a little more creepy and cold.

In different nursing rooms, the investigators lying on the bed grabbed the quilt and crawled into the quilt at the same time. They didn't lift the quilt to get up until the music was over, and began to wash.

Only Zhou Yan sat up the moment the music started.

It smells like blood.

It was a relatively fresh smell, different from the one smelled at the door of Qiao Yuan's room.

Zhou Yan changed his clothes, opened the door and walked out of the room.

The corridor on the third floor was empty, the ground was clean, there was no blood, not even a speck of dust.

Smelling where the smell came from, Zhou Yan walked to the door of the 305 convalescent room and squatted down, and found the dried blood on the edge of the bottom of the door.

Judging from the shape of the bloodstains, it seems that the blood flowed into the door from the corridor, or rubbed against the crack of the door when it flowed from the door to the corridor.No matter which one it is, it only indicates one situation.

Before dawn, something happened.

Even dead.

I don't know who the dead person is, but most of them are related to the people of the dare not die team.

"what!"

A loud cry suddenly came from the 305 convalescent room, it was the voice of Long Zexu.

Just listening to the sound, it is impossible to tell whether he was frightened when he called out, or there were other reasons.

Zhou Yan looked down at the blood-stained door, turned around and walked towards the 304 convalescent room.

"Bada—"

The 303 convalescent room was suddenly opened from the inside, with only a crack in the door.

"I dreamed that Qin Yan died in the middle of the night, and he died in this corridor." Qiao Yuan stood inside the door, looking at Zhou Yan through the crack of the door, "He writhed and crawled on the ground like a bug, bit by bit 305 approached. But in the end... when it finally died..."

When Qiao Yuan bent his eyes and opened his mouth to try to laugh, the ball of tongue in his mouth almost fell out and flowed down his chin to the bottom of his neck: "He is looking at you."

What Qiao Yuan described was not necessarily his dream, Zhou Yan turned to look at him.

Qiao Yuan believed that his words aroused Zhou Yan's interest, and continued with his tongue out: "Qin Yan has something to tell you, he hopes you can save him..."

Zhou Yan had no expression on his face: "And then?"

Qiao Yuan: "He's dead."

Zhou Yan was silent for a few seconds.

Zhou Yan: "Tell me about his death."

"He turned into a pile of pieces of meat, big and small, messily falling into the blood on the ground..." Qiao Yuan grasped the door panel with his left hand, and pressed the fingers of his right hand on the air like playing a piano. Excited, but the rhythm of finger movement did not change, "His muscles became very strong, so strong that the blood vessels and skin were squeezed, and the bones in his body were crushed into pieces... I think, there is no one in this world better than him. The body has more perfect muscles..."

"I..." Qiao Yuan's expression changed suddenly, he turned around and rushed into the room, and soon there were bursts of vomiting and the sound of the toilet flushing.

Zhou Yan stepped into the 304 convalescent room.

Like yesterday, Head Nurse Li arrived on the third floor early. She knocked on doors and reminded the convalescents to go to the restaurant on the first floor for breakfast on time.

It's almost time for breakfast.

When Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao came out of the 304 convalescent room together, they saw that the door of the 305 convalescent room was closed tightly. There was a cardboard box at the door, and a strong smell of blood came out from it, stinking the surrounding air.

The box was not placed properly, it didn't look like it was deliberately tilted, but it seemed to be caused by someone kicking it.

"When I went in to look for you, this box was placed at the door, but at that time, the box was neatly arranged." Lu Chenzhao stood in front of the box and looked down, and he couldn't help but lift his foot to rub against the edge of the box , set the box straight.

Then he stared intently at the box, unable to tell what he was thinking.

"Go to the restaurant."

Zhou Yan moved his fingers, took the initiative to grab Lu Chenzhao's hand, and led him towards the elevator.

The other investigators took the elevator downstairs, and Ning Luan was the only one waiting for them at the elevator door this morning.

Ning Luan explained: "They didn't find the key to 211, so they didn't have the face to see you, so they went down first."

That's what he said, but Ning Luan knew that those investigators didn't have the face to meet Team Zhou and Boss Lu, they didn't have the guts to meet them, and they didn't have the life to meet them.

The elevator door opened.

Zhou Yan stepped in, glanced at the mirror from the corner of his eye.His physical condition looks much better than the previous two days, very healthy.

In the mirror, Lu Chenzhao and Ning Luan's physical condition is worse than his, and their mental outlook is not bad, but they are somewhat sick.

Why does Team Zhou look better than Shi Mengyu yesterday morning?

Ning Luan's eyes fluttered wildly, and he quickly glanced at the mirror several times.

Zhou Yan said in a deep voice, "Press the button."

"...Okay." Ning Luan responded, and when he turned his head again, he no longer looked at the mirror, but looked at Zhou Yan himself, "Zhou Zhou, you...how did you sleep last night?"

Knowing what Ning Luan wanted to ask, Zhou Yan tilted his head slightly and looked over: "No violation."

Ning Luan breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to the elevator door and said to himself: "Then what about your body..."

"Ding--"

The elevator went to the first floor.

Ning Luan went out first, when Zhou Yan was about to take a step, a warm hand was pressed against his right wrist, sliding from the palm to the fingers, holding it tightly.

Lu Chenzhao leaned over, and before he could speak, Zhou Yan gave him a warning glance.

Others might be intimidated by Zhou Yan's gaze, but Lu Chenzhao wouldn't. He even thought Zhou Yan like this... a little cute.

Zhou Yan: "Don't tell me, you want to ask the same question as him."

"No." Lu Chenzhao moved his fingers to catch Zhou Yan's pulse, his chest was pressed tightly against Zhou Yan's back, and every time he took a step forward, he pushed Zhou Yan to move forward, "I just want to try, Will your heartbeat become faster today because of me?"

Zhou Yan's heart was affected by the convalescent room, and there were some changes. The greater the impact, the faster his heart beat.

The faster the heart beats, the more dangerous Zhou Yan is.

"Zhou Yan..." Lu Chenzhao rested his chin on Zhou Yan's shoulder, his tone was no longer as relaxed as before, "Your heart is beating a little fast."

Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao stood in front of each other in the corridor outside the elevator on the first floor, while Ning Luan stood a few meters away, covering his ears and not daring to look back, no different from just the two of them.

Not wanting to worry Lu Chenzhao too much, Zhou Yan talked about his new discovery.

"I have tested it several times. The main effect of the nursing home is my normal heartbeat rate. My heartbeat will increase in a short period of time. It is only because of you, and it may only be because of you."

Sensing that the people behind him breathed a sigh of relief, Zhou Yan continued: "Lu Chenzhao, when you find that my heart beats faster in the process of being in contact with you, I hope that you are happy and joyful. "

"But Zhou Yan..." Lu Chenzhao quietly listened to Zhou Yan's faster and faster heartbeat, and raised his hand to press Zhou Yan's chest, "Don't you think it's really beating too fast?"

Zhou Yan: "...don't listen."

If Lu Chenzhao continued to listen, his heartbeat might become faster.

Qiao Yuan was not in the restaurant dedicated to convalescents. The investigators of other teams sat with their teammates. Only Long Zexu sat in the corner of the restaurant with his big belly eating breakfast.

Without Qin Yan and Qiao Yuan to help him carry the food, Long Zexu struggled to eat, and took it once after eating.After running for nearly ten times, I was finally full and left the restaurant with my stomach in one hand and my waist in the other.

The other investigators came later than him and ate slower than him. When Long Zexu left, everyone including Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao were still sitting in their seats, chewing and eating slowly.

When it was time for Lu Chenzhao to enter the black box, he noticed that he was gone, and the investigators who were always watching Zhou Yan's side got up one after another, and walked to Zhou Yan's vicinity in a group.

"Captain Zhou, we have clues related to the key that we want to tell you..." Noticing that Zhou Yan's hand moved from the dining table to the pocket where the black box was placed, Wen Bing added without a trace, "And the indescribable big guy."

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