Enforcer's Handbook

21:14, evening.

Feng Chime took three pills for the fifth time and walked into the safe passage under the surprised gaze of the cleaner.

Seeing the figure of the wind chime disappearing at the other end of the door, he rubbed his eyes vigorously and took out his cell phone to confirm the time.

21:15.

Time is passing normally, which means that he has not fallen into the "time loop" that was previously popular on the Internet. It is simply that this little girl has to go out of the safe passage every quarter of an hour.

As Feng Chime went downstairs, he said plausibly, "Stop on the third floor for a moment, and then go down to the fifth floor in one breath..."

Once again her attempt failed.

She did not fall into the terrifying "contaminated corridor". When she opened the door, the security guard in the corridor stared at her with the same surprise as the cleaner.

Feng Chime also stared at the security guard for a long time.

The clothes on his body were intact, and the skin on his face showed no signs of corrosion from pollution. There were many registered patients waiting in the lobby on the first floor. Some people simply lay down on the benches in the waiting area and fell asleep.

This is not "Ren Ci Hospital".

In fact, Mercy Hospital does not exist in this world at all. Whether using search engines or asking locals, we have not been able to find out any stories about this hospital. Even its small website only mentions it vaguely. It is a hospital that exists in the void. You may enter it from any corner of the hospital.

There is a lot of contamination in the hospital, and Adventurers are still working to investigate its source.

"This lady..."

After seeing the wind chime for the fifth time, the security guard had to step forward.

Feng Chime's behavior seemed extremely suspicious to him, as if he was stepping on a spot and had a weapon on him.

"Excuse me, what brings you here?"

"It's okay, I'll just walk around."

Feng Ling gradually lost her patience. The method "Big Carrot Head" told her didn't work at all. She confirmed the details again and again and repeated it five times in the exact same way. But now she still came to the first floor of the hospital and was still detained by the security guard. Treated as a suspicious person.

Before departure, she was fully prepared. She brought sticky notes, pens, water and three days' worth of nutritional injections, and was prepared for a long battle at Mercy Hospital.

But she is a persistent person.

If five times doesn't work, do it ten times; if ten times doesn't work, do it twenty times.

Repeat until you go to work tomorrow, and then come back after get off work in the afternoon.

From now on, this prosthetic hospital will be her territory. If she is not sent into the void, no one will be able to enter!

…

"Why is this little girl so arrogant?"

Merdale had a puzzled expression after witnessing all this. Most people usually give up after repeating it three times with no results, but Feng Chime had already started her sixth exploration journey after getting rid of the security guard, "She has swallowed it." 18 pills!”

The pills the nurse prescribed to "Big Carrot Head" were painkillers. If a normal person swallowed so many pills in one go, he would have been sent to the emergency department for gastric lavage.

Wind chimes were the object of her heart's desire to study, but this encounter made Madele feel unsure.

The other party is a genuine six-star candidate. If there is a conflict, she is very likely to be cut down. Although the physical damage will not be fatal to her, it will greatly affect the image of the Lord of Pollution. She is now in her infancy, and she cannot afford to be defeated before she has attracted many "believers".

"Remember our strategy."

Song Lan's voice came from the headset. In order to avoid being discovered by the consciousness residing in the wind chime knife again, he had to stay in the common room of the garbage dump and observe the hospital through the monitoring equipment hacked by Dr. Bai Zhu. trend.

"knew."

…

For the sixth time, Feng Chime followed the method provided by "Big Carrot Head" and returned to the first floor of the prosthetic hospital.

The security guard became even more nervous by her behavior. His hand that had no place to rest was on the gun for a while, and then lowered it again. He seemed to regard her as a cyber madman.

Just when he was hesitating whether to contact the law enforcers, "Cyber ​​Madman" actually showed a surprised expression.

He drew his gun almost without thinking, even though he knew how useless the weapons equipped by the security guards were when facing the real "cyber madman".

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the wind chime. It was obviously winter, but sweat kept coming from the palm of his hand holding the gun.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's getting foggy!"

He saw "Cyber ​​Maniac" pointing at his ankle, and he was so excited that he unconsciously raised his tone.

The security guard looked down and saw that the mist had crawled over his ankles at some point. The visibility outside the door was getting lower and lower. In less than a month, District 17 had experienced several foggy days. The locals have become accustomed to the once-in-a-decade weather.

Some people think that this fog is related to the void, but there is currently no strong evidence pointing to this.

The security immediately closed the door of the prosthetic hospital.

Not long ago, all prosthetic hospitals received reminders from law enforcement departments that in order to ensure the safety of patients and staff, doors and windows should be closed tightly during foggy days and going out is prohibited.

Feng Chime's face was full of joy. She remembered seeing on the website that there was a certain connection between foggy days and the activities of the void.

And just when she was stunned, a white figure passed her.

The figure was as erratic as a ghost, slipping into the safe passage behind her.

Can……

The door to the safe passage was closed, and there was no sign of it being opened.

For some reason, the flashing figure seemed familiar to her, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

The wind chime wanted to catch up to find out, but the guardian spirit showed unprecedented resistance. It no longer slowly left warning words on the wall or glass, but directly sealed the entrance to the stairwell with ice. .

A thin layer of ice covered the entrance to the safe passage, trying to prevent her from entering the world behind it.

"This is very important to me."

The wind chime once again disobeyed the guardian spirit's warning.

Bo Bing failed to stop her in the end.

Opening the door, the fog had already taken over the stairwell, covering the way to the upper floor.

Wind Chime didn't hesitate, she followed Bai Ying's footsteps all the way up, until a strong emotion suddenly emerged in her heart, making her convinced that something was waiting for her on the other side of the door.

Ren Ci Prosthetic Hospital.

It was said online that it was a death area full of pollution and filled with various monsters. Feng Ling was fully mentally prepared - what awaited her on the other side of the door would be pollution, blood, rotten flesh and stinky smells. The corridor was shrouded in smoke, but she knew that corridor would lead her to an answer.

With such a mood, Feng Chime used the scabbard to push open the door.

However, the next moment, she froze on the spot.

The scene behind the door was completely different from what she had imagined.

There were no monsters, and no trace of contamination could be found. This corridor led to a room, the door of which was ajar.

Feng Chime watched the white figure disappear into the ajar door and realized something.

She has been here.

…

when?

And under what circumstances?

It looked like a ward, but there was no memory of the hospital in her memory.

She never got sick, at least not since she was ten years old.

The wind chimes quickened their pace.

When he walked into the ward, there were already many people inside. They were well dressed and gathered around a hospital bed. Everyone's face was blurry, but they were all somewhat familiar.

The white shadow figure stood in the crowd, looking intently at the person lying on the hospital bed.

"Porick Psychic Syndrome".

Almost at the same time, a strange word popped into her mind.

"Hey you!"

In a daze, she heard the doctor's stern rebuke, "Who put you in?"

She seemed to be pulled back to reality, and she looked confusedly at the doctor whose face gradually became clearer.

This is indeed a ward, but those vague figures have disappeared.

The medical staff looked at her sternly, and there was a patient she had never seen before lying on the hospital bed.

"If you don't get out, I'm going to call security!"

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Fifty-six of the small theater:

A certain day of a certain year, a certain day, a Sunday, in the morning.

Song Lan has a plan.

He found that Lu Xiang was using more and more tricks recently, and it was becoming more and more overwhelming. In a series of confrontations, he was defeated.

Therefore, in order to build confidence for long-term development, he decided to go to the polluted area to avoid the limelight. In a week or even half a month, he developed a set of secret techniques that could defeat Lu Xiang.

But the plan was revealed, and someone leaked the news, putting him in a very disadvantageous position.

At this moment, Lu Xiang, who was not aware of this matter, sat on the seat next to him and held his arm with a smile.

It seemed to be announcing that today's confrontation would once again end with her victory.

"You really want to win?"

I don't know how long it took, but a burst of hot air suddenly came from Song Lan's ears, making his earlobes itch.

"It's not about winning or losing."

"It would be great if you could figure this out."

?

According to the normal routine, shouldn't Lu Xiang ask him "What is the problem?"

In this regard, Lu Xiang added, "On some issues, winning or losing will not ultimately affect the final result."

In order for Song Lan to understand this truth vividly, she gently bit the other person's earlobe, "For example, I originally planned to bite your ear."

Before Song Lan could make any response, a soft and wet object touched her.

"If you win, it'll just be a lick."