Infinite: Beloved by ghosts in a thriller game

Tianyou, known as the 'supernatural brother', after some contempt and provocation of Si Twilight, swaggered in, and there was only one photographer with him, except for two partners.

Si Twilight looked at the time, it was not too early, and it was only five minutes before five o'clock.

He glanced back at Ling Mu behind him and thoughtfully, "What are you thinking?" "

I have a hunch that tonight will be very dangerous, we don't have any preparations, right... Some too hasty?"

She also had a faint sense of foreboding, the female ghost who crawled out of the mirror, although she had not yet fought head-on, but her instinctive intuition about danger told her that this female ghost was very dangerous!"

"Why these things?"

Si Twilight pondered for a moment and said slowly, "There are some very important things, even if they turn into powerful ghosts, they will still have a certain amount of consciousness and memory. When she first came into contact with the red-clothed ghost baby Zhenzhen, she also relied on the Barbie doll in her hand to temporarily escape.

"But in such a short time, how can this be done?" Ling Mu had some lack of confidence, this apartment had been abandoned for forty years, and the children in the orphanage were not to mention forty or fifty years old.

Whether those children are still there for decades, whether they have been adopted, whether they have gone out of town?

Si Twilight naturally also took these factors into account, and sighed silently, "Try your luck, you go and find it first, if I haven't contacted you at 12 o'clock in the morning, you will bring someone to me tomorrow after the sun rises."

"Why wait for tomorrow?"

Looking back, he saw that the man was still there, and shouted loudly: "What are you still stunned for?

"Okay, you wait for me, I'll be back soon!" Looking

at the distant back, Si Twilight breathed a sigh of relief, tonight is very dangerous, many people are more dangerous, when he went out, he also brought the red-clothed ghost baby Zhenzhen over, Ling Mu broke the pig killing knife, this level of ghosts, the pig killing knife basically does not work.

Walking into the first floor of the beauty apartment, I saw that the supernatural brother Tianyou had begun to broadcast live, and he was introducing these furnishings in a similar way.

Tianyou, the supernatural brother, is obviously very skilled in this industry, knows when to create a terrifying atmosphere, knows how to behave his micro-expressions, and knows when to take the opportunity to promote products.

It's still early, she can't go directly to the sixth floor, in case of bad luck and encounters that kind of mirror ghost, then the next few hours are estimated to be fleeing.

When she came the first two times, she didn't explore carefully, just taking advantage of today to see if there were any new clues, maybe she could help the police solve the case as soon as possible.

The first floor looks the same as before, with benches on the left and right, a passage in the middle leading to the front podium, and a square lectern table in the center, on which are messily placed old propaganda posters.

This church-like meeting room is located on the left side of the first floor, on the right is the infirmary and administration, and the apartment's canteen is at the rear.

Before she had time to come here to take a look, Si Twilight slowly walked over, the corridor was lined with the management office and the infirmary, there was a door at the end of the corridor, she tried to push.

"There is not a lot of rust on the door lock, is it often opened by people?" she

took out the bright flashlight, the light gathered at the position of the lock cylinder, squinted her eyes to look carefully, and then leaned in and sniffed, "It seems to be smeared with something."

Si Twilight stretched out his right index finger, touched it at the position of the lock cylinder, and slowly rubbed it between his fingers, "The greasy feeling should be some kind of lubricating oil." "I took out my phone and took a few pictures.

"The smell of the oil is slightly pungent, a bit like the common engine oil in life. Pushing

the door open hard, she stuck her head out and there was another corridor that led to the cafeteria at the rear.

Si Twilight said to the live broadcast camera, "The canteen will watch it later, let's go to the management office and the infirmary first." "

There is a glass window in the infirmary on the right, and through the bright flashlight, the medicine shelf inside looms.

Walking to the door of the infirmary, she habitually checked the door lock and the situation around the door.

"Look at the lock of this door, rusty, there is more dust in front of the door, and a light wipe on the doorknob has accumulated a thick amount of ash, and no one here should have been here for a long, long time." Pushing

open the door and walking in, under the action of the strong flashlight, she saw the dust in the air, and couldn't help but fan her hand in front of her nose.

This infirmary is very large, rather than a small clinic, and on the left hand side of the door there is a desk for sitting for consultations, a backrest wooden chair, and a white coat that has been dusted on it.

Si Twilight walked to the front of the table, his gaze swept over the table, on which was placed a transparent glass, and under the glass was an old photo and some common life diseases.

She put the bright flashlight aside, gently lifted the transparent glass, and took out the photo inside.

The photo is pressed underneath for many years, and although it is not stained with dust, it still becomes very blurry due to the humid air.

Although I can't see the face clearly, I can vaguely see that it is a group photo, and the background is this beautiful apartment. Most of the people in the photos are women, compared to the women in this apartment.

Si Twilight turned the photo over, thinking that the name would be noted later, but there was nothing, and he was slightly disappointed.

Put the photo in your side pocket and continue exploring the rest.

She pulled open the drawer of her desk, which contained ballpoint pens and blank sheets of prescriptions. In the drawer on the right-hand side, there is a prescription form in a plastic file bag.

"I remember the diary said that Chen Xing went to the infirmary to get sleeping pills before she fell down, so there should be a record of her prescription here, right?"

said Si Twilight while opening the file bag, there were many prescription lists inside, and some of the handwriting had also fallen, and it was not very clear to see.

After turning more than a dozen pages, the handwriting of the prescription form leaning a little closer to the middle is more obvious.

The word 'Chen Xing' instantly jumped into her sight, Si Twilight's whole heart lifted, and after combing her emotions a little, she began to carefully read Chen Xing's prescription records.

"Benzodiazepines?citalopram??"This benzodiazepine is a sleeping pill she knows, but this citalopram, she remembers that this is a drug for depression, right?