Standing in a narrow and dark space, with a strange stranger nearby, will always produce some negative emotions in your heart.
Lu Li lit a cigarette, then gave Feng Ziliang another one, and asked in a relaxed tone, "where are the others? Why didn't you see it?"
This sense of powerlessness that can't see through the reality and the sense of oppression that can't tell the truth has not been experienced for a long time.
Maybe he scared himself, maybe it's true. Whenever Lu Li wanted to lift the table and put on some tough measures in clover mental hospital, his hair would stand up and his back would be cold.
It's like having an invisible blade on your neck. Because you can't see it, you can't resist.
"Thank you."
Next to him, Feng Ziliang first thanked, then spit out a smoke ring, and then replied in a deep voice: "our hospital is relatively special. We generally don't contact the outside world, and the conditions for recruiting employees are also very harsh, you know."
"Because of this, the manpower has been very tight. Those people are busy taking care of the patients."
Hearing the speech, Lu Li nodded thoughtfully. Instead of asking further questions, he changed the topic and beat around the Bush:
"Brother Feng, don't our hospital have uniform clothes for patients?"
"I just saw a couple on my way here, dressed in fashion. I don't know. I thought it was an idol drama."
At this point, he could not help but lighten his tone and relax his highly tense nerves.
From then on, Lu Li has substituted himself into the role. A new doctor cares about his own hospital, can't he?
Feng Ziliang was stunned for a moment, and his tone was a little uncertain: "an Yuexuan, that beautiful little girl?"
Then he said:
"It should be. According to Dr. Brian, she is in stable condition recently. After observing for a period of time, she can go through the discharge formalities."
Ding!
At this time, the number on the elevator display stops beating and the iron door opens automatically.
They came out side by side.
After entering the role, Lu Li became more and more handy and asked casually, "what about her boyfriend? It would be a good talk if she could leave the hospital together after treatment and spread it."
"I don't know, but I heard from Dr. Brian a few days ago that the boy's condition is a little unstable and needs to be observed again."
"So it is."
Putting aside all prejudices, Feng Ziliang is really a good person and answers all questions.
However, Lu Li always felt something wrong.
He had overheard the couple's conversation. The girl let her boyfriend eat her, but the boyfriend clearly refused and comforted the other party not to think.
It is clear at a glance who is seriously ill.
As a result, Feng Baogong gave a different answer.
Am I crazy?
As soon as the idea arose, Lu Li subconsciously denied it:
The out of tune driver is right. The ghost hospital is very evil!
I was almost confused!
At the same time, Feng Ziliang, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped.
Seeing this, Lu Li, who followed him, immediately clenched his suitcase, tensed his muscles, and was ready to resist and run at any time.
A false alarm.
"Dr. Lu, the hospital accommodation conditions are poor. Don't be surprised."
Then the gloomy looking guy smiled, showing his sharp teeth like a shark.
Frankly, it's hard to read any positive emotions from his face.
Lu Li seemed to be very satisfied and said carelessly: "it's all right. It's good to be able to live. Besides, the hospital should pay such a high salary and have some hardship."
They are currently on the ninth floor of the building. After coming out of the elevator, they came to this place after seven turns and eight turns.
The environment is dark.
The windows and balconies are all sealed, and the sun can only drill in a little through the gap.
Chess room?
The iron plates hanging on the door are already mottled, and a large number of construction waste materials are piled on the ground:
Steel bars, boards, and some long rivets in boxes.
Out of professional habits, Lu Li made a slight analysis: this place should have been a place for mental patients to relax and play games. In order to prevent them from jumping out of buildings due to emotional fluctuations, the hospital specially reinforced the windows
May be aware of Lu Li's hesitation, Feng Ziliang explained: "don't worry, it's all cleaned up, and there's nothing missing from the necessary daily necessities."
Then he pushed the door in.
Wooden bed, two small bedside tables, a row of clothes racks, and a desk for writing.
"By the way, the room is electrified, so you can use a pull-wire chandelier."
Then, click.
The room was much brighter.
In this regard, Lu Li said that nothing is better than nothing. After all, he can see things at night.
In fact, the charging hole is more realistic than the light——
Although the mobile phone cannot be connected to the Internet, it can act as a camera to collect evidence for the foundation.
"Very good."
Therefore, Lu Li casually perfunctorily said, "brother Feng, where do you live in other buildings?"
"Yes, with the patient's gradual recovery and discharge, the first building was abandoned as early as 20 years ago, and this one was used as a reception area. We live in the third building with the patient now."
Feng Baogong put Lu Li's briefcase on his desk and added, "I almost forgot to say that the other two newcomers won't come until tomorrow. They live next door to you."
Seeing that the other party was leaving, Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief and said two polite words.
In a few minutes.
Silence was completely restored on the ninth floor.
Lu Li, a newcomer, leaned back on his chair and stroked the sword turn with his right hand, trying to calm his mind.
First of all, don't use force until you are absolutely sure. Your intuition tells him that doing so will only make things more troublesome.
Secondly, you have to integrate as soon as possible, otherwise you will never find out the truth.
Finally, find the man named Sam Neil. Because he was the last patient to come in, he came to clover mental hospital for ten days.
What's more interesting is that this guy's identity is very special. A private detective, did he sneak in to investigate something?
Maybe I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. key Sam Neil.
Also, an Yuexuan... Who will eat you?
Do those monsters mean the staff or the mental patients housed here?
Thinking, Lu Li had a general idea in his heart and habitually smoked.
With this faint excitement, the sword crutch gently knocked on the ground, sometimes light and sometimes slow.
Until two hours later, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
Then there was a knock on the door.
Knock Knock Knock——
"Dr. Lu, it's time to eat."
It's the voice of old Brian.
Unfortunately, Lu Li didn't want to go.
Somehow, he suddenly thought of the plot when Wu Song passed the cross slope in the water margin.
Can you eat the meat steamed stuffed bun sold by sun erniang?