Occultist

They sent the autistic boy back to the dean's office, and Dean Zhu thanked him repeatedly.

A gentleman asked: "Is this kid going out by himself?"

Dean Zhu said: "It doesn't happen often. He usually doesn't do things he has never done before... Oh, I'm sorry, he disappeared when I didn't pay attention. It's really..."

"So, someone took him away on purpose?" Mr. One asked.

Dean Zhu thought for a while and said, "It is indeed possible. It must be some careless staff member. No, I have to talk about it in the email. Lele can't take care of herself. It's too dangerous to go out like this."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Yi turned to look at Fei Lian: "Do you think this sentence sounds familiar?"

Fei Lian: "..." That's right, I say "this is too dangerous" [-] times a day, and it's all because of you, the protected object who can do whatever he wants!

Mr. One patted him on the shoulder: "You should never meet Dean Zhu."

Fei Lian thought: No, my fist and your face are the ones who really met each other.

Mr. Yi seemed to read his heart, laughed and walked away.

Miraculously, in front of outsiders, his limped leg turned back into his right leg. This man seems to have flawless acting skills in strange places.

Anyway, they went back to the room.

Fei Lian checked the arrangement before he left, and confirmed that no one had entered before letting Mr. Yi in.

The two sat around the same bed, flipping through the photos taken in Room 2010 just now.

Mr. Yi sat cross-legged, with his chin resting on one hand, and muttered to himself: "Ms. Lin, who had her eyes gouged out, a child with autism, there is a treatment chair in room 2010, and there is a beautiful patient..."

Fei Lian said: "There are also the flower pots that were deliberately withdrawn, and the suspect who appeared in the bathroom."

Mr. One waved his hand: "Those two don't count."

Fei Lian glared at him: "Why?"

Mr. Yi said: "Obviously, there is someone who is very concerned about my ongoing investigation. He sneaked in last night to hear about our investigation, but for some reason he couldn't get out in time, so he had to stay in the bathroom For a while. But between you and me taking a shower, he managed to escape again—don’t worry about how. Today, when we found Room 2010, he was alert again, so I thought The purpose of using flower pots to persuade me to retreat may not be to put me to death, otherwise, in terms of the way he sneaked in, there should be better ways, such as poisoning."

Fei Lian immediately said: "Poisoning is possible! Starting tonight, I will taste it first before you can move your mouth."

"You are really getting more and more impolite, little comrade." Mr. Yi didn't care much about this, and continued, "Someone is warning us not to continue the investigation. We don't know whether this person is an enemy or a friend. Just let it go. I want to continue the matter of Miss Charing, it seems necessary to check the detailed files of the year. You will go with me tomorrow."

Fei Lian nodded seriously.

"Why are you nervous?" Mr. Yi suddenly laughed, "With your fighting power, you can hit me ten times, and if you round it up, it's enough to knock down this mental hospital for the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled."

It is undeniable that it feels great to be trusted by the target, but Fei Lian also feels more pressure.

He suggested: "Sir, I'd better call an armed police team over."

Mr. One snorted and said, "Shock the grass to scare the snake..."

Fei Lian was angry: "What time is it already!"

Mr. Yi raised his hands and said, "Okay, okay, after I wash my hands, I will release the communicator for you when I come back."

This person is actually persuasive, Fei Lian is suddenly a little flattered.

He watched Mr. Yi enter the bathroom—the light was still out, so he didn't close the door again.

Mr. One muttered, "If I had known that the door was so dirty, I wouldn't have touched it, tsk tsk tsk..."

Just a moment after the sound of water sounded, Mr. Yi said, "Fei Lian?"

Fei Lian froze for a moment, and quickly got up.

He walked into the bathroom and saw Mr. Yi standing next to the sink.

The sink was filled with dark red liquid.

A strong smell of blood spread in the room.

Fei Lian asked nervously, "Sir, are you injured?"

Mr. One said, "Yes, bleeding gums—"

Fei Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. One said again: "It's big! You can believe it! What kind of blood can come out of the faucet! Comrade, you can unscrew it and try it yourself."

Fei Lian's head was full of black lines, but he couldn't find the tension anymore, so he obediently stretched out his hand to turn on the faucet.

What flowed out of that pipe was indeed thick blood.

——Appeared, a common plot in horror movies, human blood vessels.

Fei Lian turned off the faucet again, took a deep breath - took out his phone and called the police.

Just as the phone was being dialed, he looked back and saw that Mr. Yi was eager to try, wiped the remaining blood in the sink with his finger, and stuck out his tongue, as if he wanted to taste it.

Fei Lian said in horror: "Stop it! I want to taste it!"

Then Mr. Yi put down his hand with some regret, wiped the blood on the towel next to him, and said, "Okay, I'll let you pretend to be a coward."

Fei Lian said, "How can you tell the source of the blood just by tasting it?"

Mr. Yi smiled and said, "Human blood is thicker than pig blood. Try it more and you will know."

Fei Lian: "..."

Mr. Yi said again: "I'm lying to you, there is no difference between the two. But pig blood is easy to buy in the vegetable market. It is all processed and smells like cheap additives."

"..." Fei Lian said weakly, "Thank you for your popular science, sir, please go and sit for a while. Wait until I finish reporting the police."

At this time, Mr. Yi went back to open the door of the bathroom, pushed it but did not push it.

"You locked it?" Mr. Yi asked casually.

Fei Lian was still not connected at this time, because the signal was very poor, and it was directly disconnected twice.He became a little vigilant, motioned Mr. Yi to get out of the way, and slammed into the door by himself.

There were only two bangs and bangs from the door, one heavy and one light, but it was still tightly closed.

When the two heard the voice, they said in unison: "Plug the plug!"

This old bathroom door was unexpectedly plugged in from the outside.This means that it is almost impossible for the person inside to use personal force to open it.

Mr. One said, "Is there someone outside just now?"

Fei Lian said: "Impossible, I confirmed it before entering the room!"

Mr. Yi thought for a moment, took out a metal badge from his pocket, and placed it lightly in front of the door—the badge was suddenly attracted and firmly fixed on the doorknob.

"There are magnets inside." Mr. One said calmly, "Someone took advantage of this and pulled the plug remotely."

He took two steps back and observed the small bathroom.

It's a ten year old, cramped space with a shower cubicle, vanity, toilet, plus a cupboard and towel rail.There were two big men standing, and the room was already very crowded.

Fei Lian went over to check the window at this time, and found that it had been stuck by something and could not be opened normally.He tapped on the edge of the glass with two fingers, his expression a little dignified: "Double-layer vacuum glass, I need a tool to break it."

Mr. One observed for a while, and saw that fog had formed on the glass.He went to turn on the exhaust fan, but he couldn't turn it on; the lights were already out, and the only thing that moved in the room was the faucet that was dripping with blood.Even under that door, there was a layer of rubber—at first they thought it was for sound insulation.

And soon, the unique water vapor in the bathroom began to spread indoors.

"The room is closed." Mr. One murmured, "He wants us to die."

Fei Lian shouted to the door: "Come on! Come on! We're trapped inside!—"

Mr. Yi said: "Save your energy, the air is closed, and the volume that can be transmitted is very small. Since the other party has done this, there must be no one nearby who can come over."

Now that the air is closed, the oxygen content will keep dropping.

Even two healthy adult men will quickly develop symptoms in this situation, first dizziness and shortness of breath, followed by tinnitus, weakness, vomiting, palpitation, and soon disturbance of consciousness, coma, and finally death.

"Damn it! I should have found out earlier!" Fei Lian smashed the glass angrily.He went to the door again and tried to knock on the door a few times, but it didn't work.

"You will consume oxygen faster." Mr. One said, "Calm down, Mr. Bodyguard, what do you have on you?"

Fei Lian unbuttoned his jacket, showed him his tactical belt, and said, "I came out in a hurry. I only have dry food, a saber, Yun'an Baiyao and a communicator."

Because other things are easy to be found by the security check, so even his saber is made of ivory, which will not be easily detected.But now, Fei Lian regretted not bringing an ivory pistol—whether it was expensive or not!

There are no props that can quickly open the situation.

Mr. One began to rub along the wall inch by inch, and said to himself: "Well, so what? The air is closed, so there is no passage for circulation. The suspect who was in the room that day, how did he come in and how did he leave? of?"

Fei Lian looked left and right, stepped on the sink, and groped and knocked on the ceiling with both hands, looking for any possible mechanism.

"There is no secret passage, I was joking before." Mr. Yi said, "As far as the current hospital construction model is concerned, it is difficult for anyone to have a legitimate reason to create a secret passage. It is really not as easy as it is written in the novel. If someone To be able to leave, it must be through a door or a window..."

When mentioning the windows, Fei Lian remembered that in the mental hospital, there are iron bars on the outside of all the windows, in order to prevent the patients from acting out of line.

At this moment, the windows are already foggy, suggesting declining oxygen levels.

Fei Lian was already a little short of breath, he restrained his instinct to breathe quickly, stepped forward and roughly wiped the window clean with his sleeve.

But he paused only halfway through the operation.

Because through the mist that had been wiped away, he saw a slender ghost sitting on the iron fence outside.

Ghosting remained motionless, quietly watching the two people in the room, as if waiting for their death.