On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

Life in the hospital has been very relaxing these days.

After we wake up every day, specialized doctors come to check our bodies.

"Is there anything uncomfortable in your body?"

"For example, sometimes you suddenly feel particularly irritable or something?"

Following Zhang Lingchuan's instructions, I slowly shook my head after hearing this question.

The doctors then took some talismans and did something to me.

Fortunately, in the end, nothing abnormal was found in my body.

The routine inspection for the day has ended.

Zhang Lingchuan said that under the Demon Suppression Tower was Jiang Shichen's experimental base after all.

All people who come into contact may be infected.

What's more, most of the people in the funeral street are dangerous people.

If we are infected, the risk factor will skyrocket.

"We will be observed for another three days. As long as there are no problems, we can leave."

After listening to Zhang Lingchuan's words, I took a breath and nodded.

The doctor who examined us turned around and left.

Zhang Lingchuan's eyes suddenly stared at my arm.

His pupils suddenly changed for a moment, but fortunately they quickly returned to normal.

I didn't notice anything strange.

I just found that the ghost face mask on my arm disappeared at some point!

Faced with this change, I am somewhat happy.

But he was silenced by Zhang Lingchuan's cold voice.

"When you get back, you have to practice more frequently."

"Otherwise we will be held back by you every time we take action, and how will we be able to work in the future!"

Being scolded by him suddenly, I sighed softly and nodded aggrievedly: "I know, boss."

"I will not hold you back in the future."

In fact, even if Zhang Lingchuan didn't wink at me, I still saw the pair of vague eyes outside the door.

We handle all kinds of shady things for the Special Bureau.

But the top brass of the Special Investigation Bureau have never really trusted us.

Judging from Meng Zijin's worried look, if something strange is found in our bodies.

I'm afraid they will not hesitate to humanely destroy us.

But I don't care anymore.

Either way, it's a life-and-death situation, and at worst, it's a life-and-death struggle.

Perhaps they were too bored, so in the afternoon Old Man Wang and others came to our ward with a few playing cards and asked Zhang Lingchuan to play cards.

The special hospital of the Special Investigation Bureau treats weird things.

Sometimes I can still see through the glass window some monsters that look like humans but not humans outside being sent for examination.

As for medical staff, as long as we don't clamor to tear down the hospital.

They won't interfere even if they are playing cards and talking nonsense.

"Wang Zhahahahahahaha." Monk Chen yelled, almost overturning the small table in the hospital.

"Come on, come on, Zhang Lingchuan, you lost again, remember to give me the money."

Zhang Lingchuan had bad luck today and lost all his cards, which made him look unhappy.

"Damn, what a bad luck, I won't play anymore."

At this time, Zheng Huaimin actually floated over and repeatedly tutted at Zhang Lingchuan.

"Lao Zhang's luck is always bad, isn't he?"

“Typical foodie and fun-loving person.”

Zhang Lingchuan glanced at him: "Hey, isn't this our brother Little Ghost King? Why, has your remnant soul been repaired?"

"Tsk, how does it feel when the fake ghost king meets the real ghost king?"

"Have you ever been scared to death?"

Zheng Huaimin was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

"Zhang, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up."

"Thankfully, I heard a lot of gossip and wanted to share it with you."

I don't know how to play cards, so after hearing this, I immediately asked: "What gossip? Come on, tell me."

Zheng Huaimin looked arrogant.

"Now you know how to beg me."

"When I was imprisoned by the Special Investigation Bureau, none of you wanted to rescue me!"

Zhang Lingchuan patiently corrected him: "I'm not locking you up, but helping you repair your soul and letting you take a forced rest."

"Otherwise, if you put in so much trouble, it won't be long before it all disappears!"

These words made Zheng Huaimin very sad.

He hid alone in the corner and sighed for a while before he regained his composure.

"Hey, have you heard? Most of the demons in the Demon Suppression Tower were destroyed by the Jiang family."

"There are still a small number of surviving demons who have become honest and are now recruited by the Special Investigation Bureau!"

Zhang Lingchuan held a cigarette in his mouth.

Since smoking was not allowed in the hospital, he didn't light up and just kept smoking.

"It's normal."

"The surviving demons don't want to be caught for experiments, so they naturally obey."

But Zheng Huaimin shook his head seriously: "But I heard a gossip that there is another extremely dangerous big devil who has neither been refined by the Jiang family nor recruited by the Special Investigation Bureau."

"Oh?"

When Zheng Huaimin saw us all looking at him, he pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice.

"It is said that the origin of the big devil is very mysterious, but he is a first-level dangerous person. He was originally going to be suppressed under the Demon Suppression Tower for the rest of his life."

"Who knew that after this melee, he suddenly disappeared without a trace."

Hearing this, I carefully speculated.

"Could it be that he followed the Yin-Yang Road to the underworld?"

"After all, that place is very evil. Evil spirits from the underworld can surge up from the ground, and evil spirits from the upper world can probably escape downwards."

Zheng Huaimin nodded after hearing this.

"It's possible."

"However, I saw that the Special Investigation Bureau went to great lengths to find that guy!"

"Look, I can't find that thing. We won't be able to get out for a while."

When Old Man Wang heard this, he suddenly frowned.

"No, Zhang Lingchuan."

"There are a bunch of frightened corpses in my shop. If you don't go there, I'm afraid something will happen!"

"Besides, my daughter cannot live without someone to take care of her."

After hearing what Old Man Wang said, the other people also raised objections.

Zhang Lingchuan looked calm: "I know you are all worried about going back."

"Don't panic, someone will come to catch us later."

When Shen Tairan heard this, he immediately picked up an orchid and asked.

"Who did you run to for help again?"

Zhang Lingchuan sighed leisurely.

"Who else can we turn to? Naturally, it's our great supporter in Funeral Street, Mr. Bureau!"

After hearing this, I saw the eyes of these people become awe-inspiring.

Sure enough, Mr. Bureau is the patron saint of every alien.

At that time, if the bureau had not proposed to the superiors to let aliens become a knife in the Special Investigation Bureau, the Special Investigation Bureau would have been promoted from now on.

Otherwise, people like us today would probably be hunted down by so-called respectable people and run away everywhere.

as predicted.

In the afternoon, guards from the Special Investigation Bureau came and knocked on our ward door.

"Seat!"

After Zhang Lingchuan saw the person clearly, he immediately stood up with a smile to greet him.

He walked into the ward slowly with a straight face.

"Zhang, you're really capable of messing around."

"Next time you cause trouble, don't ask me to come and get you."

"I can't afford to lose this man!"