Game of Destiny: This player is different.

But what a coincidence.

After hesitating, the lunatic patient who had been beaten up woke up.

So the two began to stage the second "chasing me" escape game.

This time Yu Jing's luck was relatively bad, and she was almost caught several times.

I accidentally sprained my foot halfway.

"A sprained foot?"

Qin Nuo shone it with a tactical flashlight, and there was indeed a swelling on his left ankle.

He asked puzzledly, "Then how did you get rid of that lunatic?"

Yu Jing shook her head: "I didn't get rid of it. Not long after I sprained my foot, I was caught up."

With that said, he rolled up his cuffs, revealing a distinct scrape extending from his wrist to his elbow.

"What happened next?" Qin Nuo continued to ask.

"Later? At that time, I thought I was going to die, so I closed my eyes." Yu Jing showed a frightened expression: "In the end, I was fine, and that lunatic fell to the ground, with a scalpel stuck in the back of his head."

Ok?

A scalpel was inserted into the back of the head, which meant that someone helped you.

"I don't see who it is?"

"No, I didn't even hear the sound of footsteps. When I opened my eyes, I found that the lunatic was dead."

Qin Nuo frowned.

There was no sound of footsteps.

It won't be someone's brain opening, let's learn from Li Yuanba and give yourself a knife.

Then he would rather believe that Qi Baishi can draw General Yu's shrimp lines.

"Where is the body? Take me to see it."

"It's okay, but my feet..."

Yu Jing pitifully pointed at her ankle, which was swollen like a radish.

Seeing this, Qin Nuo quickly opened the first aid kit.

In addition to the usual bandages, tourniquets, band-aids, and sterile gauze stacks, there is also a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray with Chinese characteristics.

After throwing it to Yu Jing, Zhu Minyue, who was honestly hiding behind, came out to help the wounded.

When the two colleagues met, they were taken aback for a moment and then smiled at each other without saying anything.

After simple processing, follow Qin Nuo to the place where the incident happened.

After walking for about 10 minutes, I saw a corpse in a hospital gown lying across the stinky water.

It was indeed the lunatic patient encountered in the basement.

A sharp scalpel was inserted into the back of his head, and the astonishment before death remained on his face.

Qin Nuo carefully took photos with a flashlight.

Judging from the distance of the blade's penetration, the striker's strength was not strong, and his technique was very jerky.

It was just luck, and it happened to stab at the junction of the skull and neck bone, and he was killed with a single knife.

"Crazy patients, mutated creatures, the armed squad of the security department, and now an unknown helper, how many forces exist in this hospital..."

He murmured in his heart, and after confirming that there were no clues, he pulled out the scalpel and handed it to Zhu Minyue behind him.

"Take it well, when you meet an enemy, you will go towards his Xiasan Road.

All you have to do is follow the X mark I left on the wall, you can go back to the complex, and then climb to the annexe through the ventilation duct on the second floor.

There are scaffolding outside the windows of the annex building, which can be turned out to leave the hospital.

Oh, and if you come across a guy with a head like a cauliflower, just hide and make no noise until he goes away by himself. "

The latter took the scalpel and murmured, "What about you?"

"I have to go to other places to join my teammates."

After finishing speaking, Qin Nuo gave the tactical flashlight to the two of them again.

He has a thermal imaging camera now, he doesn't need it.

Holding the handed flashlight, Zhu Minyue pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Thank you, we will definitely not call the police after we go out, don't worry."

"Let's go out and think about other things first."

Qin Nuo waved his hand, turned and walked the other way.

Call the police?

This kind of supernatural incident is useless for ordinary police, and can only be handed over to the 704 bureau.

Besides, by the time the operatives from Bureau 704 rushed over from Xinghai, he would have already completed the task and disappeared.

But this Zhu Minyue is very sensible, knowing what to say and what not to say.

is a smart guy.

Moving forward while thinking.

Qin Nuo's back gradually disappeared into the darkness.

...

"This is..."

Half an hour later, Qin Nuo found a ladder hanging in mid-air at the end of the tunnel.

After climbing up, turn around and follow an upward corridor to a place similar to a sewage pump room.

As soon as he reached the door, he stopped in his tracks.

Through the glass of the iron door, you can see the blood red outside the pump room.

More than a dozen corpses in hospital work uniforms were stacked randomly and discarded at the door.

The pool of blood was flowing, and there was almost no place to stay.

"Who killed them?"

Qin Nuo cautiously pushed open the iron gate, stepping over one corpse after another on his feet.

The muzzle of the fully loaded M116A4 gun was slanted downward, in case a Voldemort suddenly jumped out and attacked.

Leaving the corpse dump, he came to a corridor.

The walls here are the same color as the prison, dark yellow and dirty.

Even the chandelier on the ceiling was flickering.

"This is the first floor."

Qin Nuo looked at the room numbers on both sides of the corridor and said: "It seems to be a ward, but I don't know whether it is a mental patient or a mutant creature."

Thoughts flashed, and actions continued.

He walked quickly to a door and turned the handle with a click.

After seeing clearly that there was no enemy in ambush from the side of the door, he dodged in and closed the door by the way.

This is a rather large ward.

The lights were not turned on, but Qin Nuo used the thermal imager to roughly see the situation inside the house.

There are a total of four hospital beds, all of which are placed against the wall.

Two on each side.

Next to each bed, there is a U-shaped iron bracket, with yellowed and worn-out curtains hanging on it.

When the curtain is drawn, the bed can be completely covered.

If you look closely, you can also find that the floor and curtains of the ward are stained with blood stains.

"Is this the ward or the punishment room..."

Qin Nuo muttered to himself and walked towards one of the hospital beds.

The black gun barrel opened the curtain and looked inside.

nobody.

On the blackened mattress, there was nothing but some residual, granular foam that was suspected to be protein tissue.

Qin Nuo noticed that there were two iron rings welded to the head of the bed, which were about the size of a foot.

It was stained with rust, with dark black residue attached to it, exuding a faint fishy smell.

There are also three rolled up straps under the bed.

"Is it to prevent the patient from moving around in pain?"

Qin Nuo could already imagine that the patient was lying on the bed.

The feet are fixed in iron rings, and the torso and limbs are bound by three straps.

Watching myself being subjected to various experiments by medical staff.

Pain, struggle, helplessness.

"I really don't know how many innocent patients died because of their experimental plan, and how many patients were transformed into lunatics and mutant creatures by them."

Qin Nuo shook his head and continued to open other curtains.

The situation is much the same.

Until the last bed is opened.

Chapter 152 Dark Depths (20), quest progress 4/8

On the last hospital bed, a person was lying on it.

Round head with big ears.

The compact facial features are silent with pain.

Mouth was taped and a straitjacket (not the wrestling game kind) was worn over the upper body.

Two big hairy legs spread apart like a frog.

Dried blood, mixed with the uncontrollable leakage of excrement from death, smeared irregularly on the sheets.

"..."

Qin Nuo ignored this poor old man who was tortured to death in the cleaning room and began to search around.

When he pushed the body away and lifted the sheet, a crumpled ball of paper fell out of it.

Endure the stench and open it.

It was a very sloppy handwriting, and the content was as follows: Mu Xuefeng, that pervert who tortured dozens of patients to death and even cut off my fingers.

I watched him kill, but I couldn't do anything.

He's infected, like those lunatic patients, a victim of the Dean's experiments!

If this continues, all of us will be killed by this perverted lunatic.

I want to escape from here, and I want to expose everything here.

I want the police to catch that bastard Mu Xuefeng.

I want him dead.

The content ends here.

The handwriting was still legible at the beginning, but it almost became wild cursive later.

I don't know if it's anger or time stress.

Qin Nuo put the piece of paper into his backpack, and the goal of collecting eight documents in the mission log was changed from 3/8 to 4/8.