The five ninety-three people were all shocked.

"How do you know...... Are you sure? Lin Wurou asked.

It's not bad, Sister Lin is about to develop the habit of skipping the process and asking for answers directly.

Bai Mist nodded and said:

"The purpose of such a thick high wall is to prevent the people inside from going out, and all the doctors' work sites are outside the wall, and they may be able to see the scene inside the wall through surveillance, but what is really going on, they can't catch up at all."

"If there were really doctors to take care of it, this would not be suitable for some of the big people who used to be there, but a place that could turn a fake madman into a real madman must be a perfect prison cell."

"As for the nurse, I harassed her so much, if it wasn't for the deep into the play, she wouldn't even frown. Especially in front of us, there is a big sub-word written in front of us. ”

Lin Wurou snorted coldly:

"So you just deliberately pretended to be a ruffian to test her?"

"No, I'm just acting in my true colors, I love long legs, I love big breasts."

Sister Lin's thinking was quite sharp when she was scolding, but the rest of the time, her brain was not very good.

Playing the old color embryo, of course, is to catch big fish.

White Mist came to the door of 6-17, and he knocked on the door. I don't think I'll be able to ask for any news, but I'll have to try somewhat.

"Hello, can you open the door?"

I have to say that this madhouse on the third floor, although it is full of crazy people, but the decoration style is very pleasing, Bai Wu looks at these wards, almost not lost to some of the more famous business hotels in the previous life.

[In this room lives a person you thought was the same kind, but in fact it was just paranoia.] His first words will make your scalp tingle, if you are emotionally sound~]

Well?

Strange note, this time I didn't even understand the white fog.

But as the door opened, White Mist saw a man with hair like a chicken nest, glasses, and a thin addict glaring at him:

"You're from 700 years ago, too? You're a time-traveler too, aren't you? ”

This sentence really made Bai Wu's whole person stagnate, and he glanced at the other party expressionlessly.

The man was still babbling:

"As soon as I came to this place, I crossed over to this madman, and now everyone thinks I'm crazy, but you know, I'm not crazy! Take me out of here and I know how to get back! ”

Bai Mist's expression was always calm, although there were some waves in Fang Fang's heart, but he already knew the information in the notes.

Especially when he saw a bunch of physical publications from a three-story bookstore in the ward, and the word traversal could be seen in the title of the book, he was sure that this person was not a traverser.

Just a terminally ill madman who thinks he's a traverser.

This time, it was Lin Wurou who realized that this person was a 24k pure madman before Bai Wu.

They didn't count on it, but White Mist didn't leave.

"Okay, I'll take you out. But did you find the clue to the portal? ”

"What's that?" Lin Wurou didn't hold back.

Wujiu shook his head slightly at Lin Wurou.

"You believe I'm crossing?" Glasses man ecstasy.

"Shhhh Be quiet, it's good that it's all your own people, if someone hears it, they must think you're crazy again. Bai Wu looked around vigilantly.

"Great! I knew it! I knew the Space-Time Society wouldn't forget me! ”

Bai Mist nodded and said:

"But we have to find the Chronological Gate first, which is actually in the room next to you, and there used to be a woman living in this room, who was the girlfriend of the Vice President of the Traveler Association. But she's missing, we must find her! ”

Hell, how did this guy get on the brainwaves with a madman?

Lin Wurou was stunned.

In fact, Bai Wu is also guessing.

The fact that the Zhenyu Army dared to directly arrange the two madmen next to the target shows that it is difficult for these two madmen to communicate, and some people will automatically filter out the news they don't want to hear, such as psychosis, such as bar spirits.

So if you don't talk about it according to the other person's thinking, you may not be able to communicate.

As for the Traverser Association, the Gate of Time and Space, the white fog is purely ghostly, whether he can echo the other party, he also has the attitude of giving it a try.

"That's bad! I didn't expect Ms. Marin to be missing, and we wouldn't have been able to go back without her. ”

Good guys, the names are all made up in the brain automatically. The mentally ill really have the imagination max.

"Well, you can tell me anything you know." Bai Mist incarnates Yu Qian, professional and praised.

The addict nodded and began to tell the story of "Ms. Ma Lin, the wife of the vice president of the Crossing Association".

Although it sounds magical, for example, Ms. Marlene's hometown was in Denmark in the 19th century, and she had to travel back to the 18th century due to a nuclear accident, but in the process, the values were entered incorrectly, resulting in the present day.

Bai Wu was also very patient, cooperating with this traverser, taking it seriously, and also summarizing a few pieces of information.

Marlene did disappear a week ago. Before that, she would often talk to people, and she also liked to draw and write in a diary.

Most importantly, Lady Marlene is serious, sad, and never laughs.

Although Wujiu Weiming Lin Wurou thought that this was nonsense, Bai Wu thought that there was some useful information here.

"The target talks a lot, but never laughs...... And I like to draw and write diaries, but don't think about it, sketches and diaries are definitely on the fourth floor. ”

Pacifying the traverser, White Mist knocked on the door on the other side.

As always, he knew that the place with the most information should be in Yan Jiu's house, but Bai Wu was used to finishing the branch line first, and then doing the main line.

Fortunately, Yan Jiu's second neighbor did not delay Bai Wu for too long, and this person would only say one sentence: Aba, Abba Abba Aba.

However, the note did not ridicule this person too much.

[A respectable warrior who has completed many rescue missions outside the tower, was born at the bottom and has always wanted to live on the third floor. Now he has got his wish, but no one remembers him anymore, and the credit for his past is also attributed to the Zhenyu Army. His sanity~ was also taken away by a group of madmen. 】

The white mist was silent for two seconds.

In this hospital, there are actually a lot of such dark secrets, and Bai Wu even has a premonition that the target Yan Jiu may be a scandal of some high-level in itself.

He opened Yan Jiu's room and began to search for clues.

……

……

The third floor of the tower, the branch of the town army, the office of the captain of the third division.

The captain of the third team of the Zhenyu Army, named Ming Che, is exquisite, and he is not very good at solving cases, but he is doing business well.

Known as a master, the best at doing business, the highest in the business field, in battle.

Mingche was talking to Ding Tai, looking at the surveillance footage from the hospital.

"Lao Ding, do you think this person is more troublesome than Wujiu?"

"Wujiu didn't dare to do anything to us, as long as the case was solved before him, we won. But the problem lies in the newcomers brought by Wujiu this time...... This should be a master of solving crimes. ”

"There is no evidence and clues, no matter how powerful the master is, he can only wait and see, and this person should have just joined the investigation corps, if he really has good business ability, then he might as well prescribe the right medicine and dig him to the side of our town imperial army."

Ding Taisheng's eyes lit up, yes, if this person is his own person, then don't worry about what he says everywhere.

"How do you dig it, we don't know him well?"

Ming Che looked at the monitor screen, and from the time Bai Wu and the others entered the high wall, they had already entered his monitoring range.

Especially on the sixth floor, it's not just surveillance, it's surveillance.

But what made Ming Che slightly puzzled was that the monitoring seemed to be invalid, and as soon as Wujiu and the others spoke, it was an electric murmur.

It's as if it's blocked by some kind of signal interference.

However, through the monitoring screen, Ming Che can clearly feel that this new face in Lao Ding's mouth is the leader of the thinking of several people, that is, the think tank of the four.

And...... This man is very. This made Mingche very happy.

"Everyone has weaknesses and hobbies, so it's good to do what they like."