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"Why did the lights suddenly go out?" Li Xi took a step and turned back three times. After he kept taking measurements, he always felt that there were many eyes peeping in the thick and inexhaustible darkness, "Did you feel the sound of footsteps? It seems to have suddenly increased?"

"No." Liu Bei fiddled with the pigtails behind his head, compared his fists and said, "If something dares to appear, just like Euler it."

"It's better not to take it lightly." Bean-sized sweat dripped from Li Xi's head, and his spirit became more and more nervous, and he considered: "The entire Kunchiyan mental hospital I saw at that time was extremely dilapidated and abandoned. Hearing you calling me from a distance, but unable to respond and move, is like hearing someone calling you in a daze."

"Just turning off the lights makes you go crazy?" Zhang Dong patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "It's all said in the rules that sometimes the voltage is unstable and trips will occur, so don't worry too much."

"There are many contradictions in the rules that other people send to the chat group. We can't just look at the one in front of us. We should analyze it by comparison, and maybe we can find a way to pass the customs." Li Xi advised: "After all, such a situation occurs in a game. Multiple rules are certainly unusual."

Is this kid too timid? A doll and lights out scare him into that, but it's always good to have someone with a brain.

Zhang Dong had already discovered the problem with the rules before, but he didn't want to waste his few brainpower, and now Li Xi took the initiative to stand up and he was happy too, he smiled and said, "I'll call you Zhuge Xi now, it's up to you. Responsible for decryption."

Li Xi nodded, took out his mobile phone and kept checking the information in the chat group. He found that the anchors in the chat group had stopped moving after they checked into the Happiness Hotel. Just when he was hesitating to send a message to ask, the group Just popped up a few pictures and information.

The content of the photos is "Cleaner's Work Log", "The Autobiography of Pork Pig No. 1", etc.

Yin Xiaorong: "Happiness hotels and cafes are all traps! When teammates die, there is no notification. NPCs will **** the player's communication tools! Don't eat meat!"

Yin Xiaorong: "How is your Kunchiyan mental hospital? We're going to come."

After thinking about it, Li Xi sent a message: "We are all fine, but I also feel a little strange in the mental hospital."

After waiting for a long time, I didn't get a reply. Maybe it was because of some task that attracted attention?

When the four of them walked to the elevator entrance, one of the two elevators that was empty just closed and went up. The bright red number stopped at 4 in the beating.

"It seems that someone is one step ahead of us." Zhao Nan said dissatisfiedly.

"It's alright, isn't there another one?" Zhang Dong walked into another elevator nonchalantly, and pressed the close button after everyone else had entered.

There seems to be a problem with the lights in this elevator.

Just when the elevator door was about to close, something seemed to get stuck, and it opened again, and then no matter how much you pressed the button, it couldn't close.

"Stuck?" Zhang Dong frowned, stretched out his head and looked out. There was not a single ghost outside, let alone a figure, but at this moment something seemed to press his head hard, and at the same time the elevator door Sudden closure and rapid rise.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed and grabbed his hands, but there was nowhere to borrow, so he couldn't hold his head back. Fortunately, Zhao Nan discovered something was wrong, and quickly grabbed his neck and slid back.

"Mummy, the corpse was almost separated." Zhang Dong touched his neck with lingering fears, looked around, and found that the elevator that originally accommodated four people and more than half of the space had a feeling of crowding, and immediately scolded: "If you have the ability to show it. Come out and duel!"

clap clap clap...

The lights in the elevator kept flickering, there were claps and strange laughter on the walls, **** handprints kept appearing, and the whole elevator was covered in the blink of an eye, like the red maple leaves outside the window in autumn, gorgeous and colorful.

At this time, the elevator just stopped on the second floor, and Li Xi quickly dragged Zhang Dong out, who was still yelling, and persuaded: "Brother, don't provoke them, we have to go to the archives to check things first."

"What to check?" Zhang Dong said angrily: "Shouldn't I go to the third floor to find something to eat to supplement the hunger value?"

"Yin Xiaorong just reminded us not to eat meat, there may be problems in it, and from the news she just sent, the changes in the whole city originated from Kunchiyan Mental Hospital, which is related to the doctor and five patients. , I think they should find out their experience first." Li Xi showed the photos in the chat group.

"I just saw from the security room that the archives room is located on the second floor. We'd better go check it out, what is the concealed information on the "Cleaner's Work Log"."

"Okay, you're a military advisor, listen to you." Zhang Dong nodded.

Li Xi breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Zhang Dong was going to cover his head and not listen to the advice just like when he first entered Kunchiyan. It would be troublesome.

The environment on the second floor is much simpler than that on the first floor. It is generally a corridor in the shape of a loop. The dim light illuminates the whole area. When you step out of the elevator, you can see the map on the wall in front of you.

Behind the elevator is the dean's room. You can see a white light shining through the cracks in the door below. The restrooms for day and night employees are at the other end of the corridor. There are various clinics on both sides of the road, but there are no windows to see. When we got to the inside, there were garbage bags of different sizes at the entrance of some consultation rooms, all of which were wrapped very tightly without exception.

These should be the medical waste that the day shift security guards help to discard.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of various medicines and disinfectant mixed together, and there was a faint smell similar to rust.

"The archive room is on the other side." Li Xi took pictures of the map on the wall as usual, and guided him while hiding in the crowd.

"What's in this garbage?" Zhao Nan curiously poked the garbage bag at his feet with a throwing stick, and frowned, "It's soft, and there's water? It's not like medical waste like needles."

"Don't move, the rules remind us not to touch anything." Li Xi is now taking every step carefully, for fear that he will encounter something that should not be touched again, and the feeling of not being able to control his body is uncomfortable.

And he noticed that after he and others walked into the light, some of the things that had been following seemed to disappear.

Not long after they left, the elevator that had gone to the fourth floor returned to the second floor and stopped. A burly man in a blue and white striped hospital gown and a white rubber mask came out with a name tag on his chest. It was written that Michael, holding a small scalpel in his hand, also quietly walked into the second floor.