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No one in the hall, including several patients, spoke.

The successive deaths are like a curse from the Pharaoh, and no one who enters this building can escape.

I walked to the corpse of the pregnant woman, my heart was already half cold at this time. There was a Bible under the pregnant woman's head. When I opened it, there was a sentence scrawled in blood on it.

"You must die!"

I was the only one in the hall who could turn over the body of the deceased for examination, so this sentence was written intentionally by the murderer for me to read.

"Gao Jian, what's written on it?" Another person died in the room, and Jiang Fei stuck close to me, never leaving me.

"Someone wants me dead." I held the Bible in my hand. After reading this book, I placed it next to the cross. The murderer could kill a pregnant woman in just a few minutes, and he could write calmly in the book. Judging from the writing, he shouldn't be too far away from the crime scene, and it's even possible...

I looked at the patients in the hall and said, "It might even be hiding in front of me."

The short-haired girl Strawberry held a scalpel when they first met, and she was extremely suspicious.

The middle-aged man, Old G, has a sinister look in his eyes and his face gives off a bad feeling.

Han Le is schizophrenic. I learned all the information from him. If he was deliberately misleading me and telling me false information, I couldn't tell. Besides, having such a strange patient in a mental hospital is very strange in itself.

Zhang Zhongyou suffers from Alzheimer's disease and is taciturn. He seems to be the most harmless person, but who can guarantee that he is not pretending to do this on purpose?

Each of the four patients is more suspect than the last. I have too few clues and I am short on time. I don’t know when the light above my head will go out.

"Light?" A light suddenly flashed in my head: "Yes, the murderer has been using lights to make a fuss. He cuts off the circuits of the entire building back and forth. He must go to the power distribution room or the power control room!"

"Han Le, do you know where the power distribution room of this building is?"

"There is a locked room at the end of the left corner on the second floor."

"There is also a switch on the third floor that can control part of the building's power supply."

"How about I take you there?"

"No, let me take you there!"

After listening, I nodded: "Then you lead the way, Jiang Fei, Song Xiaofeng, you two will follow me upstairs."

I decided to take the initiative. These patients were not related to me, and there might be murderers hidden among them, so there was no need for me to put myself in an extremely dangerous position to protect them.

"To turn off the lights and commit murder at the same time, at least two people are needed." Walking on the stairs leading to the second floor, I recalled the various abnormal behaviors of several patients: "Who among them is the murderer?"

It is not scary that there is a killer hidden among the four patients. What is scary is that all four of them are killers. They are just enjoying the process of hunting and torture.

I quickly dismissed this terrible idea because the lights in the hall went out again!

"There is still more than an hour before dawn, and the other party has accelerated the killing pace. I don't have much time left." When we arrived at the power distribution room on the second floor, the door was indeed unlocked, and there was still fresh blood stains on the door handle. .

"You pretend to be gods and ghosts. I've seen real ghosts. Are you still going to be scared by your little tricks?"

In the darkness, my mobile phone became the only source of light. I looked carefully at the blood stains on the door handle. "The fingertips are very thick. They are the fingerprints left by an adult man."

Signaling Jiang Fei to stay back, I put the scalpel on my chest and pushed the door open.

The power distribution room is only a few square meters, but it is fully furnished. In addition to motors, there are also two computers.

The computers were not turned off when I came in, and one of the screens was showing the scene in the lobby.

"It turns out there are surveillance cameras installed. No wonder the timing is so accurate every time." Close the door and let Jiang Fei and the others stand inside.

I started playing around with the two computers. The computer on the left was connected to the outside surveillance system, and I made different discoveries on the computer on the right.

There is a ten-gigabyte folder on the desktop. When I open it, I find that it is full of videos and photos.

I clicked on one randomly, watched it for ten seconds, and then closed it in a hurry.

"What, what is this?" Jiang Fei was the one who spoke. She and Song Xiaofeng both saw the scene just now, their stomachs were churning, and their faces were as white as paper.

The video just played on the computer is a scene of torture shot from a first-person perspective. A mentally ill patient wearing a hospital gown was tied to a wooden table and then brutally murdered. During this period, the patient fainted from pain several times, but was injected by the assailant. Drugs to force him to wake up.

Those heart-rending screams make people feel as if they are immersed in the scene and experience extraordinary despair.

Even the anchor of the underworld show like me, who is used to seeing dead people, got goosebumps the moment I saw the picture.

"I wonder if you've ever heard of murder movies?"

"This is an underground film that adds a lot of torture and murder plots to the film, and is only known to acquaintances. Moreover, most of them are real murders filmed by the murderer himself."

Han Le seemed to have thought of something, and explained to Jiang Fei with a mysterious smile.

After listening to his words, I always felt a little familiar, as if someone had said these exact words to me somewhere before.

Where did you hear that?

I couldn't remember it for a moment, this feeling was particularly uncomfortable.

"The computer can operate normally, but all the lights are turned off. It seems that the murderer is on the third floor and controls it through the local power switch."

I wasn't going to go out until I figured out the identities of several patients, but not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Don't move!" The knock on the door was urgent. I didn't know who was standing outside the door, so I was extra careful.

"Could it be the murderer?" Holding a knife in one hand, he slowly unlocked the door.

As soon as the door opened a crack, someone pushed it open hard. My expression changed and I almost stabbed it with a scalpel.

"It's not me! It's not me!"

The person squeezed in the crack of the door was a short-haired woman. She was holding a bloody knife and kept shouting.

It was dark outside at this time, how could I dare to open the door for her?

He pushed the door with his body and asked Jiang Fei and Han Le to move the table over. The room was in chaos. At this moment, the lights outside came on again.

"It's not me! It's not me!"

The short-haired woman kept shouting, which made people panic. Not to mention Jiang Fei and I were also made to feel terrified by her shouting.

"Forget it, let her in."

"No! She's holding a knife, it's too dangerous!" Jiang Fei shook her head desperately. The short-haired woman was hysterical and completely sick.

I was silent for a moment: "Let her come in, it will become more troublesome when the lights go out."

Slowly opening the door, the short-haired woman rushed in with a knife, but she didn't hurt anyone. She just waved the knife and kept shouting: "It's not me! It's not me!"

The knife was stained with blood. Regardless of whether she was the murderer or not, something must have happened to someone outside.

Jiang Fei and Han Le were far away from the short-haired woman. Only Song Xiaofeng looked at the woman intently, seeming to guess whether this person was his mother.

I closed the door and pushed the short-haired woman on the table. I couldn't be a woman at this time. For the safety of most people, I grabbed the knife and threw it in the corner. I tied her hands with wires to death.

"You keep an eye on her, I'll go downstairs to see the deceased." I turned to Jiang Fei and said, before the lights went out, I took the time to go to the lobby on the first floor.

"Where are the people?"

There were only inverted statues of Jesus and the bodies of pregnant women in the empty hall. No one seemed to have been killed when the lights were turned off this time.

"Where are the old man and the middle-aged man? Could it be..." I turned around and ran towards the second floor.

In the power distribution room, a short-haired woman with her hands tied was shaking her head and talking to herself. Jiang Fei stayed away and stood next to the computer.

Inadvertently, her hand touched the mouse on the table, and she remembered the bloody scene she had just seen.

"Why are there such people in the world? They are simply devils!" He clicked on the file with his pale fingers. There were dozens of similar videos and countless photos.

Jiang Fei scanned it roughly, and she suddenly found that the person in the photo seemed familiar.

She enlarged the photo, which showed a young man dragging a body, his coat stained red with blood.

This young man has a sunny face, looking at the camera and smiling happily, just like his name.

"Han Le!"

Fear flowed through Jiang Fei's body like a tide, and she froze in place, not even daring to look back!