Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 16 The Ghost Is Jumping Off the Building, the People Are on the Run

12:30 AM.

Yan Ming had already arrived at the first floor of the West Building, and then switched to the mode of the Doctor Ghost, and began to ask questions repeatedly.

"Next, I will have Ghost Eye appear in Dr. Zhang's office. He may be able to awaken a large number of patient ghosts, but a password is required to perform this operation. Tell me what the password is. Just tell me the password, don't make any connections, don't extend the topic, don't make things up, just give me the password clearly and plainly."

Dr. Wang remained silent for a long time before finally speaking after Yan Ming asked several questions and provided specific guidance. However, he only said six numbers: "324300".

Yan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, memorized the password, and then returned to his spying ghost state.

During his interactions with the Doctor Ghost, he discovered that as long as he restricted all other conditions as before, he could hear specific answers to specific questions from the background noise in his mind.

Because the only characteristic of the Doctor Ghost is "a little more," once the question is guided into a fixed line of thought, he can only answer according to the requirements.

And this answer could even be a deeply hidden secret, a secret that Yan Ming could never know.

However, this kind of question might cause Dr. Wang to remain silent for a long time, which could be considered a compensatory mechanism.

After finishing this task, Yan Ming stood on the table on the first floor of the West Building and used the maximum casting range of the Ghost Eye to determine Dr. Zhang's exact location.

The Ghost Eye can vaguely sense human targets. There are many patients on the fourth floor, but they are all asleep. The only doctor who is awake is Dr. Zhang.

After figuring out the approximate location, Yan Ming compared it with the room layout diagram in his mind and determined that Dr. Zhang was probably in room 412 on the 4th floor or around that, with an error of no more than one room.

With a precise target, the probability of the beggar locking onto the target with a single strike will be greatly increased.

Yan Ming was ready, and the beggar ghost in the East Building seemed to have triggered a pre-programmed sequence, its figure rapidly becoming ethereal, and then it kept shuttling between the floors.

It already possessed the ability to pass through walls and burrow underground, so the task of locating enemies was not difficult for it, and it quickly found Dr. Zhang's office.

At the same time, Dr. Zhang sat at his desk with two computers running in front of him.

One of the computers was used for monitoring, displaying images of scenes from various wards.

Dr. Zhang's focus, however, was on another computer, where the screen was filled with dense formulas and data.

Out of habit, he would do simple calculations on the paper in front of him, then summarize the data and input it into the computer for more complex calculations.

After the data was entered into the computer, Dr. Zhang's work came to an end, and he turned to look at the monitoring screen on another computer.

His gaze fell on operating room number 1, where there were about seven or eight people. Four of the surgeons, dressed in blue surgical gowns, stood by the bed, meticulously carrying out their surgical tasks.

Two surgeries were being performed simultaneously. Judging from the monitor on the ceiling, it was a major operation involving craniotomy and transplantation. Everyone was focused and afraid of making the slightest mistake.

Brain transplant.

No, to be precise, it's not a brain transplant, but rather the transfer of a fresh brain into another skull.

Upon closer inspection, it can be seen that there are more than ten brains inside the transplanted skull, each with its own left and right hemispheres.

Although each brain is smaller than normal, such a large number of brains creates tremendous pressure within the skull.

Looking down from the top of the skull, the brain cells inside resemble a flower, with each brain cell acting as a petal.

The brain was still throbbing slightly inside the skull, and pale red blood was constantly secreting from the cerebrospinal fluid, showering the flower brain, making it look both alluring and eerie.

After observing for a while and finding no other abnormalities in the operating room, Dr. Zhang returned to his computer, where preliminary calculation results were already displayed.

Just then, he keenly sensed that his pocket had been touched, so he quickly reached into it.

But it was already too late. Dr. Zhang only touched a small, cool hand, and he immediately realized what was happening.

It's a beggar ghost. What did the beggar ghost steal?
As Dr. Zhang reached into his pockets to check what was in his pocket, he pondered what the least valuable item he was carrying was.

The beggars' list of thefts is arranged from low to high value, but their thinking is simple: they only look at the intrinsic value of things.

For example, a million-dollar check is considered by them to be worth the same as a piece of paper.

After searching for a while, Dr. Zhang's face turned ashen; the thing he least wanted to happen had occurred.

The beggar ghost stole a brain X-ray, which contained information about the patient in the operating room.

At the same time, a pair of ghostly eyes suddenly opened beside him in horror.

Dr. Zhang instinctively wanted to look for it, but his hand, still in his pocket, pressed against his stomach through his clothes. He immediately realized it was a spy ghost, so he suppressed his urge to turn around and search.

Looking back would inevitably violate taboos and attract the attention of the spying ghost.

Just as he was suppressing his emotions, another ghostly eye quietly opened in front of the computer screen.

Because Dr. Zhang was dodging the peeping ghost's eyes, he didn't notice that a second ghost's eye appeared in almost the same spot.

The second ghost eye was naturally brought by the beggar ghost. After the beggar ghost finished stealing, it re-entered a state of ethereal transformation, so the ghost eye that locked onto it seemed to appear out of thin air.

Moreover, this ghost eye was not in a standby state; it had a ghost hand. Yan Ming saw the monitoring screen on the computer through the ghost eye's perspective.

Of the dozens of images, only operating room number 1 showed any movement; the others showed patients sleeping peacefully. Therefore, Yan Ming's attention was naturally focused on the operating room immediately.

On the two hospital beds are two women, one old and one young. The doctor appears to be removing the girl's brain and placing it into the skull of another middle-aged woman.

However, Yan Ming wouldn't stare at it for too long. Ghost Eye's appearance time was limited each time, and he needed to complete the operation quickly.

The ghost hand, which comes with the ghost eye, extends out of the crack and manipulates the keyboard and mouse, clicking away rapidly to select most of the wards on the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors, opening the doors and waking them up.

A password input page then popped up on the screen.

At that moment, Dr. Zhang heard the sound of keyboard and mouse clicks, and immediately realized something. He didn't care about the spying ghost anymore and turned around to stop it.

However, Yan Ming blocked Dr. Zhang with his left hand, while his right hand quickly pressed the number keys and successfully entered the password.

"How did you know?!" Dr. Zhang exclaimed in shock. The password for this system changes daily, and he hadn't even checked it since midnight. How did this ghost know it?

How could a spy have such an ability?!
But it was too late now. All the ward doors on the three floors were open, and the cold wind almost formed a special storm, sweeping wildly through.

All the glass shattered from top to bottom, falling from the sky with a clanging sound, like a rain of knives.

The doors of the wards along the way began to pound against the walls, and the whole building made a deafening noise.

Noise and chaos enveloped the hospital; after the loss of order came an even deeper darkness.

At this moment, the resonant ghost on the 4th floor exerted its power again. Several ghosts were affected by it and swiped their phones in a daze before leaping down from the air across the 4th-floor corridor.

Like dumplings being dropped into boiling water, dozens of dark figures plummeted from the sky, crashing to the ground with a series of thuds. The deep, resonant sounds seemed to echo the empty hospital room doors of the high-rise building.

Run!

Clutching the small X-ray film, Yan Ming fled quickly toward the east building, not daring to look back even once.

Behind them, a true parade of a hundred demons unfolded.

　There is another chapter tonight

　　New author, new book, seeking everything!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)