The villain, the devil, he got the wrong script

Chapter 71 Don't Look Back 12
In the dean's room, the moonlight shone on the floor through the window, and the curtains fluttered gently with the wind.

The chairs were pushed to the ground, the desk was in a mess, the doors of the cabinets were all open, and the documents and materials were scattered all over the place.

The door was pushed open slowly.

Two figures sneaked in furtively.

"I heard from a fortune teller that many people in this hospital died tragically, full of resentment." The male anchor said.

Su Wanyue raised her eyebrows, "Did you find a fortune teller?"

"I'm afraid that something will happen. I still need it just in case. Although I don't believe in these superstitions, my mother keeps nagging in my ears, saying that if I go too many places where people die, I will get stains on my body." Bad luck."

Su Wanyue leaned over and searched among the scattered papers.

The male anchor used the weak light on the phone screen and said, "It seems that the last director of this hospital was surnamed Li, but I don't know if he died or not."

"Surnamed Li? Li Miao's Li?"

"Ah yes."

The male anchor came to the desk, pulled the drawers layer by layer, and muttered: "I think, according to the progress of the general plot, since the patient's ghost can create that dark thing, it means their Resentment is very strong, ghosts with strong resentment are inseparable from the cause of their death, and generally the only people who have the most contact with them are doctors and nurses."

"You also said that those patients are afraid of the doctor and the dean."

Su Wanyue didn't look up, she continued to grope, "I guess."

"That should be close to ten."

Su Wanyue picked up a broken photo frame on the ground, which contained a group photo.

"Look at this."

The male anchor came over to take a look, "The one in the middle should be the dean, and the ones next to it are all patients... Tsk, look at them, they are not happy at all, and you know how much they hate this dean."

Su Wanyue glanced at him thoughtfully, "Shenghui Hospital is a mental hospital."

The male anchor was silent for a moment: "Oh."

"But this can explain everything." Su Wanyue moved away the photo frame, revealing a few burnt documents in her hand that were only half a sheet of paper, with dense words written on them.

The male anchor barely scanned it, and he only noticed the four big characters—human experimentation, and the small characters below it, which mentioned Shenghui Hospital.

"This is a newspaper from ten years ago."

The male anchor watched it for a while, and suddenly he couldn't figure it out, "When we passed the dean's room before, why didn't we think of coming in to take a closer look? Maybe we have discovered this long ago."

When he mentioned this, Su Wanyue also felt puzzled: "Are you sure you have passed the dean's room?"

Logically speaking, they have already gone through the entire hospital for the live broadcast. If the dean's office can come in, it is absolutely impossible to miss these materials.

What's more, the places where these papers were scattered are so obvious that it is impossible to see them.

She had picked up the newspaper near the door.

"What time is it?" Su Wanyue asked.

"It's twelve o'clock."

The male anchor said to her: "Let me tell you, we definitely came in, but when we came in, we didn't have these papers. If you don't believe me, you can ask Liang She. He is responsible for filming me and Brother Duan. I use my I swear to all the good luck in the future, I am sure I remember correctly."

"That's strange." Her eyes stayed on the date in the newspaper.

"Also, this dean's room..." The male anchor hesitated and lowered his voice inadvertently, "To be honest, the current appearance is different from the one we came in before."

Su Wanyue's heart skipped a beat.

"I'm a little terrified right now."

"Didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I, I didn't remember it, I forgot it for a while."

Su Wanyue immediately turned around to open the door, no matter how hard she turned the doorknob, it was useless, the door seemed to be tightly glued to the wall, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open it.

She took a few steps back in disbelief.

"Can't open it."

The male anchor was also taken aback, "They came after you so quickly?"

"I'm afraid not." Su Wanyue looked around, as if she was looking for something, and said loudly, "How can we let us go?"

The male anchor was startled by her behavior, and quickly grabbed her arm, "Who are you talking to?"

Su Wanyue looked over sharply, and the male anchor immediately shut his mouth.

"If we promise to take you to find the patient, will you be able to let us out?"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside, and the branches slapped the window desperately, and the sudden sound surprised them both.

Su Wanyue looked up, and between the moonlight and the curtains, a black shadow of a woman walked slowly, from the window to the wall, and slowly walked towards them.

Squeak.

door, open.

Su Wanyue and the male anchor stood still, the shadow disappeared and the wind stopped.

"Damn it, that's okay too?"

"Let's go."

"Where?"

"Find those patients."

The male anchor suddenly stepped forward to stop her, "Looking for patients? Those patients are already looking for us."

"That's better, it saves a lot of trouble."

He stopped her again, "I said, you understand the current situation, we are the prey, and those patients take pleasure in us and want to kill us. If we take the initiative to send us to the door, isn't that suicide? This ghost will not protect us big Living people, look at the newspaper, do you think the dean and the doctor are good people?"

The two had a disagreement for a while, and they each insisted on their own opinions.

"The photographer doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, so what do you say? We came to the dean's office to find a way to deal with the patients. Now that we have it, you dare not use it. If I didn't promise the dean just now , Do you think she will let us go? Now I regret it, not only the patient will come to hunt us down, but the dean will not let us go."

The male anchor didn't know what to say, "I... But human experiments are against human nature, what they do is wrong! They don't even spare the dead, even if they become ghosts, they still behave according to the way they lived. Acting, something like this, do you still want to cooperate with her to continue to hurt those patients?"

Su Wanyue took a deep breath and looked very calm: "No one can stop or change what happened in the past. It's useless for you to say these things. If you don't try to protect yourself now, they will come to hurt you."

"They obviously didn't do anything wrong when they were alive..."

Seeing his hesitation, she said: "If you don't want to come, just stay here. I want to be able to live on. The dead here can't rest in peace. They will continue to hurt outsiders. Your sympathy for them , is cruelty to those who are alive.”

When the words fell to the ground, Su Wanyue left alone.

She also couldn't understand why she had to talk so much to an NPC?

But there are some things, I have to admit, he is indeed right.

(End of this chapter)