Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Is this fake?

Is this an illusion?

Why is this man 001? And who is Du Muyu?

Zhang Cheng's mind was in complete chaos, and in the blink of an eye, he suddenly realized that the human skin on the ceiling was gone!

A chill ran down his spine for no apparent reason, but then the door to the corridor was suddenly flung open!

wow-

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The massive figure of the law enforcement officer appeared at the entrance to the corridor.

As they walked, the incandescent light bulb was knocked to the ground.

The law enforcement officers did indeed arrive... The television report was simply a reminder to the officers that Number 001 had appeared here!

Zhang Cheng's legs went weak!

It was definitely not his imagination. The enforcement officer he was facing this time was much more imposing than before. As he got closer, the air seemed to be compressed, and Zhang Cheng could hardly breathe!

The surroundings were as cold as a morgue.

step.

Two steps.

Gradually, the law enforcement officer walked towards Zhang Cheng...

"calm!"

"I haven't broken the law, I'm innocent!"

Zhang Cheng kept convincing himself.

The officer walked past him.

He walked straight into the house, but even so, Zhang Cheng couldn't stop trembling. He was frozen in place by that extremely strong malice and couldn't move!

His limbs only barely recovered after the law enforcement officer entered the house.

Ignoring Xu Chuan's condition, Zhang Cheng turned around in a disheveled state and ran off, rushing straight out of the corridor!

Without stopping for a second, he smashed open the door before finally stopping.

Zhang Cheng slumped against the wall, panting heavily, his clothes already soaked with cold sweat.

To his left was the corridor through which the law enforcement officers entered.

The gaze slowly shifts to the right; the indulgence box must be in the remaining room on the second floor...

He then looked into the depths of the hall.

It was as if completely soaked in ink; no matter what, not a single ray of light could be emitted...

After just one glance, Zhang Cheng's heart started pounding, and he gave up the idea of ​​exploring inside.

He paused for a moment, not daring to linger, and just as he was about to open the door by gripping the right doorknob, the door was pushed open from the inside.

"Xu Chuan?"

Zhang Cheng was completely dumbfounded.

"Come in," Xu Chuan said, pulling him inside.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Cheng asked, confused, "Weren't you having dinner with your mom?"

Xu Chuan blinked in confusion: "Huh?"

"I turned around and couldn't find you." Zhang Cheng repeated incoherently, "In the inner room, I saw you eating... I thought, how could that be?"

"What are you talking about?" Xu Chuan shook his head.

“We found the rooms separately. You were in charge of that room, and I was in charge of this one.”

"you forgot?"

Zhang Cheng was speechless.

He clearly remembered leading Xu Chuan through that door, and then the other person disappeared halfway down the corridor.

"I'm a prisoner." Xu Chuan's expression was strange. "My sentence hasn't been served yet. How could I possibly go out to eat?"

As he spoke, he led Zhang Cheng deeper into the house.

Are you sure that's me?

Xu Chuan then asked, "Was there a brand on the face of the person who ate there?"

"Is it the same as my clothes?"

Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment, looking at the prison uniform he was wearing.

It seems really different.

He only saw a black-haired figure from behind, and the voice was Xu Chuan's.

Xu Chuan shrugged and said nothing more.

Then they walked around a corner, lifted the curtain, and saw a cabinet sitting quietly in the corner with a slit on it that looked like a donation opening.

This is clearly an indulgence box.

"Just return what you stole," Xu Chuan said.

He pulled a long, narrow object wrapped in cloth from his pocket.

Zhang Cheng, with his sharp eyes, noticed that it seemed to be the pencil that had been chewed and dented inside. Immediately afterward, Xu Chuan threw the pencil into the atonement box.

The wound on his face from the theft seems to be fading a little.

"That's it?"

Stealing just a pencil constitutes "grand theft"?

Zhang Cheng's expression changed slightly, and he gave Xu Chuan a strange look.

Xu Chuan was looking at him inquisitively.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Cheng asked.

Are you very cold?

Zhang Cheng did not answer.

The two stopped talking, and at this moment, Zhang Cheng's chattering became particularly noticeable.

Da da da.....

His lips were pale and trembling.

He was indeed very cold.

It's freezing cold.

But when did it start...?

How could he not have noticed?

Just then, he suddenly saw Xu Chuan's expression change drastically!

A sharp pain shot through his arm, and when he looked closely, he saw that his skin was covered in cuts and blood!

New charges have emerged.

[The crime of harboring or shielding criminals]

Zhang Cheng's heart sank suddenly. As the name suggests, it was because he had protected the criminal!

This crime is clearly extremely serious; the knife marks are very deep. But who exactly did he protect? Could it be...?

Zhang Cheng slowly raised his head and looked at Xu Chuan.

The other person looked very unhappy.

Only then did he realize that what had faded on Xu Chuan's face was only the charge of "theft"; but the charge of "grand theft" had not only not disappeared, but had become even more serious!

"...Is there anything you haven't paid back yet?"

Zhang Cheng asked in a daze.

Xu Chuan paused for two seconds, then nodded.

"I'm sorry, you can go now."

He stood up, pulled Zhang Cheng, and pushed him towards the door:

"The law enforcement officers are coming."

......

Lobby on the second floor.

Chen Ji walked down the spiral staircase and didn't find the other two people on the third floor.

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His footsteps suddenly stopped.

The sound of chains from the law enforcement officers could be heard not far away!

He immediately stopped and slipped under the stairs.

Less than two seconds later, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure darted in... It was Zhang Cheng!

But contrary to Chen Ji's expectations, he was alone.

"Zhang Cheng!"

Chen Ji immediately called out in a low voice, but when he saw Zhang Cheng's figure, he was stunned and looked around in a panic.

Immediately after confirming Chen Ji's location, he rushed in.

Chen Ji frowned.

Why is your face so pale?

Zhang Cheng looked like he was about to cry, and pointed to his arm to Chen Ji.

The five words "crime of harboring and shielding criminals" on it were shocking.

"I don't know... I've clearly cleared myself of all charges, but Xu Chuan hasn't!"

"Maybe, maybe I spent too much time with him, and that's why I committed this crime!"

Xu Chuan?

Chen Ji was stunned: "Who did you say?"

"That thief!"

"His name is Xu Chuan!"

These words struck Chen Ji like a thunderclap.

"Do you know which river it is?" he immediately pressed, a very ominous premonition slowly becoming a reality!

Zhang Cheng drew three lines on his palm.

The "Chuan" in Sichuan.

Chen Ji was utterly devastated; it was him!

Xu Chuan, Xu Chuan, Xu Sandao.....

Prisoner number 0 is Xu Sandao!

But the age doesn't match!

Or is Xu Chuan Xu Sandao's real name, and Xu Sandao just an alias?

Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued recounting his experience in the house:

"The news says there's a serial murder case, and the killer is a ghost..."

"Xu Chuan's mother is a police officer...Xu Chuan also has a younger brother."

"I saw Prisoner Number One there. It wasn't Du Muyu; it was a ghost, very fat..."

"That house felt strange, very real... as if it had actually existed in reality."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he realized that Chen Ji was silent, his face shrouded in the shadows of the stairs.

"Chen Ji?"

He asked, shivering, "Are you listening?"

A few seconds later, Chen Ji slowly nodded.

He murmured as if in a dream, "You're right."

"It did exist in reality."

"His mother's name was Rowling, and she was killed by that ghost."

"His brother, Rohan, was also killed by that ghost."

"He somehow survived, and thirteen years later, he worked for that ghost and changed his name to..."

"Xu Sandao".

"This is his Netherworld."