In the darkness, Yu Xing lost touch and felt that she was floating in someone else's dream.

Two voices appear one after the other, as if they are talking.

One of them said hoarsely, "You're my psychiatrist?" ”

The other mildly carried no doubt: "That's right, from today onwards, I will be in charge of your psychological intervention." ”

"Doctor, I'm normal, I'm afraid you're going to work in vain."

"I'll make my own judgment."

……

After a brief silence, the gentle voice was gone, and only the hoarse one let out a tentative sound:

"Doctor? Doctor? Wake up, doctor...... Hehe, can't you wake up? I told you a long time ago to stop me. ”

The owner of the voice rejoiced: "If it falls into my hands, you will pay the price for delaying me for this time, your corpse...... I'll take it, hahahahaha......"

The voice ended in maniac laughter, and Yu Xinggang complained about the sentence "It's so ugly to laugh, I feel like Dapeng is spreading its wings on the edge of breaking the sound", and he was forced to cut off his perception.

……

The metal surface of his back touched by the fabric was too hard and cold, and Yu Xing, who was gradually regaining consciousness, frowned uncomfortably.

He opened his eyes slightly, and a touch of brightness shot straight through, and the swelling pain from his eyes made him subconsciously cover his face with the back of his hand.

The blazing white light was too dazzling, and Yu Xing felt that he was going blind.

"Which little king and eight lambs took a shadowless lamp to my face......" In an instant, he judged that the bright light came from the shadowless lamp used for surgery, Yu Xing's complaint was undetectable, he felt the physical condition, and found that everything was normal, neither soreness nor pain, so he turned his head and sat up with the shadowless lamp overhead.

Just as he moved, his pants seemed to touch something, and with a "bang", a scalpel fell to the ground.

"......" Yu Xing took his hand away, rubbed his dazed head, and looked around quietly.

Not.

He appears to be sitting on the operating table...... No, on the dissecting table.

Some unstained gauze and scissors were thrown on the stage at random, and if he didn't pay attention, he might even be poked.

The jacket and pants are common hospital gowns, a little loose, with no signs of being untied, and as for the body, it is still his own.

The dissecting table was located in a small room of about twenty square meters, the incandescent light above was on, and the whole room was bright, and he reached out to turn off the shadowless lamp, which made the light in the room reach a balance.

There are some small instruments attached to the dissecting table, and there is an iron plate on the right hand side, and there are more delicate knives on the plate, which is not a good scene.

Especially on the wooden shelves against the wall, the bottles and jars are soaked with all kinds of organs that I don't know who they belong to, and the smell of formalin inexorably flows into the tip of the nose, and it connects this room with terms such as "dissection, death, murder".

Yu Xing was irritated by the smell of formalin, sneezed, touched his nose, carefully rubbed off the platform, and stepped barefoot on the clean floor.

"Combined with the analysis of the two voices and the system just now, I should be the 'doctor'." Anyway, there was no one around, and Yu Xing didn't see anything like a camera, so he moved his body freely and walked straight to the table in the corner of the room.

The table was filled with jars and jars, some of which were chemical agents, some of which were empty, and most peculiarly, a bottle of salt mixed between them.

But it doesn't matter, there is a small black box with a red light in a very prominent position on the table, which reads [02:59:01], this number is constantly decreasing, accompanied by the sound of "drip, drip", giving people a sense of urgency.

Yu Xing didn't touch the box, and noticed a crumpled note pressed under the box, and he pulled it out as soon as he smoked.

[Hi ~ obnoxious doctor. 】

[You already know where you are, right? That's right, it's my secret garden, the place you've always wanted to look into. 】

[I said, Doctor, your arrogance is disgusting to me, and now that I have brought you, how about giving you a chance?] 】

[Within three hours, get out of the gate, and you can write a report of everything you found today and hand it over to your damn boss, if you can't get out...... I'm going to tie you back to the dissecting table and continue what you didn't do just now, huh? 】

[Go to fear, go and run for your life! Hahahahaha...... I'm looking at you. 】

"Oh, it's really such a drama, three hours is the game process, and that's what the system prompts." After reading it, Yu Xing threw the note into a ball and threw it into the trash, paced to the door of the small room, and twisted the handle.

The door opened.

Yu Xing took a look, there seemed to be a large space outside, the lights were sufficient, just in his field of vision, he could see that in the empty hall, the iron beds used for mortuaries were placed in an orderly manner, there were no corpses on them, only half-lifted white cloth.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll think about it first......" Yu Xing muttered and closed the door again, and walked back to the room for a turn, "The main prompt on the surface is obvious, there is nothing to say, so let's sort out the relationship between the characters first." ”

He stopped in front of the jars on the wall: "I'm a doctor, so what is the identity of the other person?" Now it seems, is it a prisoner? A psychopathic killer? ”

Obviously, his role as a doctor is a weak character, and in this deduction, he is basically led by the nose by another person.

Yu Xing not.

"First understand a person's ability and character, and then you have the capital to resist, after all, for the friend who left the note, it is the doctor who is familiar, not me."

"From the perspective of the environment, this person likes to be clean and will clean, but the dissection table is very messy, indicating that when dealing with corpses, the other party's emotions must be different from daily life. Emotions such as nervousness and excitement can lead to abnormal behavior, in a word, the other party has special feelings for the corpse. ”

"So at least the other party is not a profession that can normally touch corpses."

Glancing at the messy and clean room, Yu Xing's knuckled fingers tapped the glass jar, and then picked up a soaked finger casually, opened it and sniffed it without hesitation.

This smell was very recognizable to Yu Xing, and he muttered: "Soaking the corpse with a formalin solution of about 3%~5% can achieve long-term preservation...... For the time being, it is called a killer, which means that the killer either knows a little medicine, or does not reject the Internet and knows how to use the Internet to assist in crimes. ”

Some people with twisted psychology can see at a glance that they have an aura that is out of place with others, and they are paranoid about the "right world" in their minds.

There is also a kind of psychologically distorted person, who is no different from ordinary people on the surface, maybe it is a neighbor, a colleague, a friend that you can see every day.

Yu Xing thinks that this killer belongs to the second type, and it is not just the information revealed by this kind of minutiae, which is enough to show that the killer will test first in that conversation.

"This killer has normal interpersonal interactions, and while committing crimes, he needs to be afraid of his own evaluation in society."

He put the jar back under the lid and picked out a big one.

It was a large jar as high as a calf, and it was soaked in a human arm.

Yu Xing opened the lid, rolled up the sleeves of his hands to the crook of his arm, and his white hand was directly immersed in the formalin solution, and he touched the arm joints in the jar.

"Huh?" He paused with his hand, "There is a zombie...... The muscles are stiff and stiff, the joints are slightly contracted, the joints cannot be bent - did the owner of this arm die within a day or two? ”

"Well, fresh, it seems that this killer is not digging graves and stealing corpses."

Confirming this, Yu Xing restored the jar and reached out to wipe it on the white cloth hanging beside him.

Formalin is corrosive, but volatile, and it won't cause any problems if you accidentally touch it, but if you reach in and soak it for a while like Yu Xing...... It's better to wash it as much as possible.

Yu Xing rummaged through the small room again, but didn't find anything special, so he picked a knife from the iron plate and held it in his hand, opened the door and entered the hall.

The hall is more than 400 square meters, and there is an iron bed for mortuaries almost every three meters or so, and the bed is clean and clean, and it can be seen that it is cleaned every day.

"A killer should be a decent person in life." Yu Xing walked around casually and found that this hall was connected to three places.

One, the gate.

There is a combination lock next to the door, and he will definitely not be able to open it without any clues now, and the ultimate goal of his game is to open this door and escape.

Second, the locked room.

On the left side of the hall there was a locked door, and I don't know what it was used for.

Three, kitchen and toilet.

…… Of course, the two places are not combined, they are just relatively close to each other, and they are not locked.

Anyway, he looked at the space all the way, except for the locked room, he could be sure that no one but him was there, otherwise he would definitely see it.

"The last sentence on the note, the killer said he was looking at me?" Yu Xing secretly wondered, in this deduction game, is the killer a human, or does he exist in the form of a ghost?

This could not be confirmed for the time being, so he walked around for a while and decided to search the kitchen and toilet for clues first.

The kitchen was large, semi-open, with two tomatoes on a cutting board, and a whisk and beaten egg yolk next to it.

"Are you going to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but his salt seems to have fallen in the dissection room, can this be delicious?" Yu Xing sighed twice.

On the other side of the board, a pot of water is boiling, using the automatic kettle that has become popular in recent years, and the small light at the bottom indicates that the water is boiling.

All traces indicate that there was a man here not long ago.

Even, maybe a minute before Yu Xing entered the kitchen, there was a killer who was cooking.

Where did the killer go?

All kinds of questions converged, and only one sentence remained in Yu Xing's mouth: "It's a pity that I can't enjoy the sound effect of the water boiling in the horror game." ”

He happened to be a little thirsty when he walked to the kitchen, so he carefully flushed his hand with the kitchen faucet, and then opened the refrigerator expectantly.

There were some vegetables and meat in the refrigerator, but I didn't drink it.

"Isn't it, don't you put mineral water?" Yu Xing was disappointed and about to close the refrigerator, but he saw a note sandwiched between the vegetables.

He reached out and pinched out the note, which was scribbled in blood-colored font on the white paper:

[Do you still have time to eat and drink? I'll only give you three hours! 】