The live broadcast room is restless again.

When she came to the second floor, just at the stall of the stairs on the third floor, Lu Chu suddenly saw that something seemed to be slowly shaking in the depths of the corridor on the second floor.

She jerked her head, only to see that there was nothing in the spot.

"What did you see?" Yang Yichen had been paying attention to Lu Chu's movements, and asked when he saw this.

Lu Chu shook his head and followed everyone to continue his upwalk.

"Hot ......"

A subtle voice suddenly came into Lu Chu's ears, and she froze her body again and looked in that direction.

Nothing could be seen in the dark, deep, eerie dark corridor, and she dared to sweep it in that direction with her flashlight, only the mottled and charred walls, and the decaying doors.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Chu retracted his gaze and quickened his pace.

"What the hell did you see?" Yang Yichen also shook the flashlight in that direction.

Lu Chu frowned, "It seems that I heard someone shouting heat." ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be terrified.

A strong smile appeared on Gu Yu's face, "I guess it's your auditory hallucination, right?"

Lu Chu didn't respond, just frowned and walked quickly upstairs, because she faintly heard the sound of procrastination in the corridor on the second floor again.

The voice sounded as if something was dragging its legs, limping after them.

When they came to the third floor, everyone found that the fire did not seem to spread on a large scale on the third floor, and the situation on this floor was obviously better than the two floors below.

The strange thing is that the windows on this floor have been sealed with wooden boards from the inside, and the corridor is even darker.

Lu Chu followed Yang Yichen and the others towards the deepest part of the corridor, the rooms on both sides of this floor were empty, and the few rooms were filled with things that were burned and could not be seen, not tables and chairs, but like some shelves that were more than two meters high.

Looking at the half-melted iron shelves in those rooms, everyone couldn't help but slow down.

"It looks a bit like a torture instrument for hanging people. Gu Yu's words made the other people's faces solemn.

How can an ordinary psychiatric hospital place torture instruments with people hanging?

They used to torture these madmen?

However, in that era of war, nothing seemed impossible.

The door at the end of the hallway, distinctly different from the doors of the other rooms, was made up of two iron doors, which were noticeably heavy and creaky when pulled.

Pulling open the door, a large area of empty interior, in the center is a circle of long wooden chairs, the base of the chair is very high, the wooden planks are very thick,

The chair is sealed with wooden planks from the back to the armrests, and it looks like a coffin cut in half, and the remaining half is raised to become a chair, which is very strange.

It's such a strange chair, arranged in a circle in the center of the room, especially these strange chairs have large areas of scorched marks, quietly placed there is a little creepy.

Looking at the surrounding walls, it seemed to be covered with strange runes with blood, and it felt like someone had dipped a brush in blood plasma.

The color of the plasma had already turned maroon-red, and the most central one was the blood-colored beetle that Yang Yichen mentioned.