"Over here," Ya waved at Qiu Xuan. "Hurry up, I just saw a team of doctors on the elevator, I guess this will come up."

Qiu Xuan dodged into the corridor and glanced back at the location of the elevator, where the number on it just jumped to the word "13".

"Is the man operating, or what?"

"I don't know, they put a ventilator around his neck, and then he was pushed into that room, and I never saw it again."

Qiu Xuan let out an echo sound in his throat, but he was still looking at the position of the elevator that had risen just now.

Ya Wei glanced at her, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Are you sure it's the doctor you just saw downstairs?" Qiu Xuan's tone was a little strange, "Those people seem to feel a little ...... Well, it's hard to say, but it definitely doesn't have anything to do with the 'doctor' anyway. ”

"Forget it, I don't have time to take care of them now, what about Ed?"

Qiu Xuan: "I just told him where we are, and he'll come over later." ”

They leaned on top of an observation window and looked in, and the room inside was not immediately apparent, but rather labyrinthine with some dazzling crookedness. From this point of view, it is impossible to find the location of the burn patient, and I can't even grasp the general situation inside.

"I still have to go in, but I'm not sure alone." Ya raised her hand and patted Qiu Xuan on the shoulder, "I'll leave a message for Ed at the door, let's go and have a look first." ”

"Yes."

Qiu Xuan stood aside and watched Ya bend over to unlock the lock, but her mind was still thinking about the few "doctors" who had just seen in white robes coming up from the elevator to the thirteenth floor. This group of people as a whole gave her a very strange feeling, and even had an indescribable sense of evil oppression.

She quietly leaned in and went out to take a few more looks, the gang was no longer at the elevator door, and she didn't know which direction they were going.

"Let's go, let's go."

The tentacles of perception instantly became great, and Qiu Xuan reached out and dragged back Ya, who had already stepped into the door with his front feet, and the latter came back to his senses under the rapid reaction, and pulled out his gun and shot it in the direction of the ceiling in front of the door.

"Don't ...... yet!"

Some of them were too late, and the bullets were fired out one step ahead of the words, but fortunately, Ya's usual machine guns were all silenced, so they didn't attract much movement for the time being.

Qiu Xuan's real worry was not this, she frowned and stepped forward to check the figure that fell straight to the ground. Turning sideways, you will see a charred black face and a dying body.

"It's the man, 'Seraphim', I'm sure this time."

Qiu Xuan groped for the beating of his heart, and finally let go of his snack a little after feeling a weak force. After thinking about it, he groped his palms around his body a few times, and put a charred black name tag in his pocket with his fingertips. "There is still help, carry him to the bed over there."

"He just lay on the ceiling in front of the door panel and ambushed us." Ya put away the gun, but there was no good look on her face. "I'm sure I'd be the one who would have died if I hadn't shot just now. Don't look at the way he is seriously injured now, you don't know the blow just now......"

"I didn't say anything about you." Qiu Xuan sighed, "I don't mean to blame you for why you shot, and I don't have the right to blame you." I'm just saying that we'll move him there to see if there's any help, and if he does, it's best if he does, and if he doesn't, we'll look for other clues, right? ”

Ya was stunned for a few seconds, then looked back at the other party.

Qiu Xuan carried the man onto the nearest hospital bed, and casually found an oxygen cylinder for him to hang around his neck first. Suddenly, she heard the movement next to her, she turned her head and slammed open the curtain of the bed next to her, and saw a person with thinning hair and no gender squatting on the bed staring at her with a pair of eyes.

The man's pupils were surprisingly large, and they were a little weirdly large. And under the high convex cheekbones, the cheeks are thin and sunken, and when he looks at people directly, Qiu Xuan is actually a little stimulated by the uncanny valley effect.

The person who didn't know his gender was wearing a uniform hospital gown from a city hospital, and he couldn't see his identity just like this, but after a few seconds, Qiu Xuan found a little burn on the skin on the other party's wrist that was scorched by the flames.

She probably had some guesses.

"What do you call it?"

Ya immediately walked over, and put her hand on the side of the unconscious "Serapher" bed, and faced the man who was squatting on the bed: "Coincidentally, you have just come out of St. Canaan, and so are we. If you want me to say, don't go back to that kind of ghost place, what do you say, friend? ”

The strange-looking man glanced at Ya stiffly, but did not speak.

Ya patted Qiu Xuan lightly, signaling that there was no need to worry about it and go first. However, in the next second, they heard footsteps suddenly sounding from outside the door panel, and several people stiffened for a moment, and then Qiu Xuan actually felt a huge force on his arm, and suddenly pulled his body from the bed and fell from the bed.

She swiped to her feet, and saw that the crouching weirdo had closed the curtains around the bed, and continued to stare at her and Ya with an inexplicably uncomfortable look.

None of the three would choose to make a noise at such a time to attract people from the outside. Regardless of the purpose, they reached a brief agreement for the time being, and they all held their breath as they listened to the footsteps coming from the room.

Just listening to the voice, there should be about four or five people coming in at this time.

A few people walked around the room, and suddenly on the bed next door with a layer of curtains, the mouth of the patient who seemed to be a saraphim suppressed a painful wail. They heard footsteps, and then several people came over and gathered around the bed next to them, and even the shadows of people could be seen swaying through the thin curtains.

"What's going on?"

"Which patient is this?"

"It looks like a burn, let's apply some medicine first."

A few whispers almost rang in their ears, Ya was closest to the bed next door, holding her breath and motionless like a statue. Qiu Xuan took the opportunity to tilt her head slightly to glance at the strange man who was originally squatting on the bed, and the strange man was very sensitive to her gaze, and the amazingly large eyes instantly moved over without blinking.

Qiu Xuan was the first to look away.

But his right hand quietly felt something out of the space and shook it horizontally in front of the strange man's eyes.

The silver body of the spear is engraved with a cross and cascading rose petals on the left side.

It was a gun that had been brought from Webb's spiritual world before, and although all the special light bullets had been used up, at least the body of the gun still had some effect from time to time.

To her surprise, the strange man's gaze was drawn to the gun for only a second, and then he turned his head to stare at a small crack in the wall, motionless.

"The wound is starting to fester." Next to the bed, the sound continued. Then another person said: "Look here, he is a patient sent from the fire in St. Canaan, what is his name?" ”

"There are no name tags."

The sound of the clothes cracking, "I'll go and see the admission registration form for the injured later, stop this wound first, and we'll go in again later, it shouldn't be here." ”88

After a while, the footsteps of the last person began to move away from this direction, and Ya finally lifted the curtain a little softly, trying to confirm the identity of the visitor.

As soon as he opened a gap, he saw an eye peering straight through the gap.

Ya breathed and cursed secretly.

"Come out!"

"Put down your weapons, or I'll shoot directly!"

The five people who were supposed to leave the room were all gathered outside, all armed with guns in their hands, surrounding the bed.

Qiu Xuan spread out his palms and came out of the curtain, and saw that all the people who came were wearing the white robes of the medical staff of the central hospital, and what was even more surprising was that they turned out to be the group of people with strange temperaments that he had seen in the elevator before.

"Come out all of them, be honest, or you'll shoot!"

"Let's talk about it, everyone, all come out of it!"

Ya and the strange man followed closely to show their figures, and the five "doctors" with guns looked at them with solemn expressions, and led the man: "What are you doing, what are you doing in the central hospital!" ”

"We were injured in the fire in St. Canaan, so we were taken to the hospital." Ya quickly glanced at the model of the firearm held by the five people, and knew it in her heart at the moment, but her face was silent. "It was supposed to be in the isolation room, but our friend was sent to this room, and we came to him."

"Your friends?"

The white robe at the head glanced at the strange man who was still silent in an extremely suspicious tone, and his expression looked even more incredulous than before. "Again, I advise you to tell the truth, this is the last chance, otherwise you will ......"

"How else?"

Qiu Xuan suddenly sneered and smiled at the muzzle of the five guns that had instantly shifted direction. "Or are you going to call the hospital security or just shoot? If it's the former, why don't I inform you about it? ”

At some point, her fingers touched a call button on the side of the nearest bed, and it hung in the air. "How's that, do you want me to press it?"

The white robe led by the leader gritted his teeth, but he still held on and did not let go. "Okay, if you have the guts, press it, and just look at your appearance, you will know that it is a mentally ill person who escaped from St. Canaan. Now this hospital is full of our people, and you can't understand what you're thinking. ”

"I pressed it, and the worst for us would be to be sent back to that madhouse, but for you...... Would you like to try it and see who has the most tragic end? ”

"We are the attending physicians of the central hospital!"

"Don't ......!"

At the moment when one of the white-robed white-robed people shouted these words, the other four people had no choice but to hide their faces, knowing that the general trend was gone.

Qiu Xuan's palm bulged and stopped on the button, even if he withdrew his hand at the last second. "Now put down the gun and let's sit down and have a good talk...... Hunters. ”

……

"We're looking for someone."

The "doctor" in charge temporarily took off his white robe, and at the same time put down his firearm and sat on one of the empty beds and pressed his temples. "It's a secret mission, and it's inconvenient for us to reveal too much about the specific contents, but what can be said is that this operation is completely secret, and the Central Church doesn't know about it."

"Just tell us something that the Central Church doesn't know?"

Ya snorted, "Don't you have any professional ethics in this business?" ”

"What does it matter," the other hunter replied in the same vein. "You crazy people, you don't even forget who you are when you go crazy, it's the same thing to tell you as to keep your mouth shut."

Ya glared at him.

"Alright, now as is customary, exchange information."

The leader of the squad turned his gaze in this direction. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"We're the madmen of St. Canaan, and we're really here to find a 'friend.'" Qiu Xuan came as soon as she opened her mouth, and her tone was also very sincere. "A friend of ours was taken to the central hospital, and we came with the idea of simply running away to see him, and after seeing it, we took him away from St. Canaan."

"Your friends are ......"

"Just lying there......"

"It's me."

Qiu Xuan and Ya Xuan were stunned, only to see that the strange man who had been staring at others silently suddenly stood up from the ground, walked to the middle of them and squatted down, looking like acquaintances even if the postures were not intimate.

"They're here to get me out." The strange man's voice was unexpectedly normal, and it even sounded a little warm Qingyue. However, just a few seconds after the thought came to him, his whole body suddenly shook as if twitching.

The tremor had been tiny, but by the time the movement began to increase to the attention of everyone in the room, the strange man had begun to roll his eyes and salivate at the corners of his mouth.

Several hunters were so startled by this vision that they subconsciously drew their guns again, but Ya stood up with a strange look on her face to stop them.

"Roommate......" she muttered under her breath.

"What did you say?"

"I said he was fine, just getting sick." Ya suddenly glanced back at Qiu Xuan, in the eyes of others, she was asking the other party for help, in fact, Qiu Xuan saw Ya's falling hand and gestured a few times.

The moment her wrist dropped again, the strange man who had been trembling suddenly raised his face, and then began to laugh maniacally.

The laughter was frenzied and reverberated in a low voice, as strange as if the devil on the eighteenth floor of the underground was raising his eyes and laughing. He seemed to have completely lost the ability to breathe, and laughed intermittently, frantically and passionately like an asthma patient. For a moment, all I could hear in the room was the uncomfortable laughter and the grinding sound of the body shaking against the table and chair.

"That's it, that's how my roommate laughs like that every time he gets sick at night."

Ya moved her lips, her voice faintly imperceptible.

"Angel puppet syndrome."