I'm trying to be cute in the supernatural live broadcast

[Congratulations to the player Su Luo for completing the third line of the plot task and getting the clue: A ghost who is not bald is not a good ghost.Get the surprise buff: phoenix. 】

Compared with clues, he is more interested in private messages.

There were only two private messages, and Su Luo read them quickly.

My heart sank after watching it.

He didn't expect the content of the private message to be so exciting.Although there are only two or three articles, the amount of information is huge.

"Brother, what was written in the diary?" Fu Chengliu asked him in a low voice, as if he hadn't come out of the fear just now: "Who killed the doctor?"

Su Luo didn't turn her head back, her face was very ugly.

Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Fu Chengliu felt aggrieved, "Do you dislike me as a burden?"

Su Luo hurriedly shook her head, "No."

Fu Chengliu asked: "Then what are you thinking?"

Su Luo: "Uh..."

Fu Chengliu: "You know what?"

Su Luo didn't know what to say in the first place, but when he said this, she choked back the few words she was about to talk about.

He received a total of two private messages, one of which was fifty words long.The fan who sent this private message clearly pointed out that in the plot that just happened, Fu Chengliu was not waiting outside the operating room.

He went in with him.

This shows that he has been lying to himself all the time, Fu Chengliu has been staying with him in the operating room from the beginning to the end.

And he didn't realize it.

The other barrage was even more nonsense.

"Obviously, that man was killed by Fu Chengliu just now, and the doctor should have been killed by him too. Sigh, I didn't expect a little brother who looks weak to be so cruel inside... Let us mourn for Luo Luo for three seconds. "

Su Luo: "..."

If what you said is true, please be serious and mourn for me for 3 minutes.

He didn't make a sound, so Fu Chengliu didn't ask any more questions.

Su Luo didn't say much all the way, until she returned to the ward and saw two people curled up in their respective quilts wrapped into buns.

He walked over and threw off the quilt.

Lin Huai: "Ah—"

Su Luo: "Ah, you're big."

"Brother woo woo ghost, don't eat me..." Lin Huai held his head and muttered like chanting sutras for a long time before he dared to squint his eyes.

The young man's face was ugly, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were tightly wrinkled.

Lin Huai: "..."

"Su Luo! You're back!" Faster than the troupe's face changing, Lin Huai jumped out of the bed, "I've been looking for you all night, peacefully, where did you go?"

Su Luo: "I'm going to study the new ideas of socialism."

Lin Huai: "..."

"Didn't you receive the news?" Su Luo went to pull out Pingping who was also under the quilt, "Now the next plot mission has been started, and the location is on the rooftop."

Pingping has not yet reacted, "Rooftop?"

Su Luo took out the diary and gave it to them.

"Although what's written in the diary is not very clear, it can probably be seen that the doctor should have done some unknown experiment on the patient behind the scenes." Thinking of the news she got from the barrage, Su Luo unconsciously lowered her voice: "Have you received any private messages? Are there any other clues?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Luo suddenly felt her shoulders sink.

Fu Chengliu pinched his shoulders and whispered in his ear, "There are people outside the door."

Su Luo was taken aback for a moment, "Huh?"

"How could there be someone? The sound insulation of the walls of this hospital is so poor. If someone is at the door, there will definitely be footsteps." Lin Huai waved his hand nonchalantly, walked to the door and squeezed the handle, "If there is someone outside, I will live broadcast to eat ..."

The blindly confident voice stopped abruptly the moment he opened the door.

Lin Huai stared blankly at the woman standing at the door, her tongue seemed to be tied, and she couldn't say anything.

This is a very strange woman.

It was obviously summer, but he was wearing a hat and a scarf, and more than half of his palm-sized face was covered by a black mask.

Only a pair of blue eyes were exposed.

Su Luo asked her vigilantly: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm here to find a doctor." The woman tentatively wanted to look into the ward, but Su Luo blocked her view, "But the doctor is not here. I heard that you are his patients, so I came to ask."

As soon as Lin Huai heard the word doctor, she silently turned and went back to the ward.

The woman continued to ask: "Do you know where the doctor is?"

"The doctor is dead, don't you know?" Pingping grabbed a handful of melon seeds and sat on the hospital bed, burying his head in eating the melon seeds while explaining, "It's probably because he just died and the news hasn't spread yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was poked in the back by Su Luo.

Pingping muttered softly, "Why are you poking me?"

Su Luo said: "Don't say a few words."

"What did I say wrong? Why are you so unreasonable?" Ping Ping raised his head impatiently, and his eyes fell on the woman standing at the door of the ward.

Although she couldn't see the expression on the woman's face, her eyes were staring at him motionless.She couldn't tell what kind of gaze it was, but it was enough to make her subconsciously stiffen, and she couldn't even move her fingers.

Su Luo pushed her down and motioned her to hide in the room with Lin Huai first.

Pingping immediately ran away holding the melon seeds.

"The child talks nonsense, how could the doctor die." Su Luo pretended to walk to the door of the ward inadvertently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman immediately exclaimed in surprise: "The doctor is really not dead?"

Su Luo wondered why this man covered herself so tightly, and replied insincerely: "He's not dead."

"That's really great." The slightly sharp female voice trembled violently, and the woman wept with joy, "The doctor saved a few of us back then, but he is our benefactor. Before we have time to repay him, he must not die."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Su Luo always feels that these words don't sound like gratitude.

It was more like gnashing of teeth.

The woman said again: "You are the doctor's patients and our friends. Since you are friends, you should take care of each other. So, is it convenient for you later? You can sit in our ward!"

Ward?

Didn't you just come back and see the doctor?How can you live in the ward?

Su Luo felt that this person was more and more strange.

The woman didn't wait for his answer, turned around and left after she finished speaking.

After seeing the woman's back disappear into the corner of the corridor, Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

When he turned around, he was facing the boy's dark eyes.

Ever since reading the private letter, Su Luo couldn't help feeling guilty when facing him. The distrust in his heart made him unable to face Fu Chengliu calmly.

Fu Chengliu didn't notice anything unusual, and asked with a smile, "Is brother going?"

Su Luo shook her head, "No."

The location of the next plot mission has been clearly stated to be on the rooftop, and he will not venture anywhere other than the rooftop.

"But if you don't go, more unexpected things may happen." There was no emotion in the voice, the corners of the young man's mouth deepened, and there was something Su Luo couldn't understand in his smile.

"Like this."

Su Luo froze in place, just about to ask what he meant by those words.However, before he could speak, there was a sudden howl of misery from inside.

There were only Pingping and Lin Huai in the room.Su Luo's face turned pale, and she hurriedly took a few steps to go to the inner room to have a look, but when she left, Fu Chengliu grabbed her arm, and he said, "Don't worry."

After a tragic howl, there was no sound, and then a figure appeared from the inner room.Pingping was holding a sack that he had found out from somewhere, with a dull expression and staring straight ahead, as if he hadn't seen Su Luo and the others, he walked out of the ward on his own.While walking, he muttered: "The third one was found, and the third one was not lost."

The sack is very large, about the same height as a flat half-length, and the length is about 1.5 meters by visual inspection.However, the little girl didn't feel any difficulty dragging such a big sack.

The sack was dragged by her, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground.

Su Luo held her breath, "You tell me not to worry, just wait for this?"

Fu Chengliu blinked innocently, "Yes."

"It's a ghost." The young man's innocent and ignorant appearance really gave him a severe headache, Su Luo hurriedly explained: "Your brother Lin is still inside, maybe the one in the sack is your brother Lin. "

"Ah?" Fu Chengliu shrank into a ball, looking very scared, "Is that Brother Lin in the bag?"

Su Luo: "...Is it hard to think?"

Fu Chengliu was stunned, "I thought it was tomatoes, that little girl likes to eat tomatoes the most."

Su Luo: "..."

"Hey, it doesn't matter if it's Tomato or Brother Lin." Fu Chengliu grabbed him, "Anyway, it's not my brother."

Su Luo was overwhelmed by his sour words.

Ping Ping dragged the sack and left the ward, Su Luo had no choice but to take Fu Chengliu who was holding him tightly and did not let go, so he could only follow him along.

Even though it was early morning, there was still no light in the corridor.All the windows were tightly closed to block the light, and the time in the corridor seemed to be still last night.

Pingping finally walked into another ward.

There were faint chatter and laughter in the ward, which was particularly harsh in the dead corridor.The abnormal atmosphere was even more weird because of the intermittent laughter and communication.

Su Luo hid at the corner, her eyes fixed on the door of the ward.

Not long after, someone pushed open the door.

A man came out of the ward. The man was carrying a plastic bag, and he seemed to be out to throw out trash. Su Luo could still vaguely see a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"Haha, don't worry, I'll be back soon." He tilted his head and clamped the phone with his shoulder, and threw the garbage bag casually, "When I find the doctor, I will thank him personally..."

I haven't finished talking yet.

However, the head, which was only slightly tilted, suddenly fell from the neck without warning.

The expression on that face did not change, the cigarette in his mouth did not drop, and the man was even talking on the phone.But the head has already rolled into the trash can together with the trash bag that was just about to be thrown away.