When the things on his head were taken away and the obscured vision returned to normal, Fang Zhe was shocked.

There are two reasons for this.

First, two of the four people standing in front of them are old faces, and this third time they met, it was a bit ghostly.

Second, they were standing in front of a hospital gate with a glittering golden sign on one side of the doorpost that read "Licheng Third Hospital" in black lettering.

Just standing outside the gate, you can smell a pungent smell of disinfectant.

Fang Zhe blinked, he was a little ashamed, playing and playing, he almost forgot to come in.

The two nurses who took care of his mother, one of whom was named Yu Rou, were brought into the village at an early age.

Perhaps, this is a script based on her own experience, which means that she will probably see her mother in the hospital!

No matter how bad it is, there will be important clues.

This is really, sent to the front for nothing!

As soon as Fang Zhe was excited, he raised his feet and wanted to go inside, only to find that his body couldn't move.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the black shadow was a little far away from Fang Zhe, only to hear the familiar synthesized voice reappear.

"This time, it's a five-person book. The five of you will enter this hospital and find an escape route dug by someone in the hospital, from where you can escape. The last actor to leave will stay in the hospital forever. ”

"Clues about escape routes, in the hospital. By the way, friendly reminder, although there is no time limit, and there will be no other additional troubles for you, but perhaps some people in the hospital are the biggest troubles themselves. ”

After saying that, the black shadow burrowed into the ground, and at the same time, the door that had been locked suddenly opened automatically.

Fang Zhe felt that the feeling of imprisoning himself disappeared, and he moved his neck, his eyes full of antiquity.

Among the four people in front of him, a fashionably dressed woman suddenly spoke: "Eh, I said, let's each introduce ourselves, this time... ”

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw a very young man with a good look walking in front of her, and the birds did not take her with them.

Wu Liang hurriedly followed: ", god, fate!" ”

Chen Gou squinted at the woman, and left with Fang Zhe with a smile.

"Really, what a man! A bunch of dicks! The woman was so angry that her face turned red.

A slightly chubby man with fluffy hair and a lot of acne on his face next to him was a little nervous, and said in a voice that he could only hear: "That... My name is Liang Hongxin. ”

The woman snorted, didn't pay much attention to it, and walked through the door with her high heels.

Leaving Liang Hongxin's lonely back.

The Third Hospital of Licheng City belongs to the top three psychiatric hospitals, and it is the best in Haixi City in terms of equipment and environment.

Doctors in white coats walked through the clean and tidy passages, going room by room, and on the lower floors of the inpatient building, there were four patients in each room, all of whom had been professionally evaluated as mentally ill.

Most of them behave not much different from normal people, but their way of thinking is different from ordinary people, of course, there are also a small number of people who are different from normal people in terms of behavior.

Each one is like an independent individual, but it can form a small group very well.

Fang Zhen looked like an inspecting doctor, his hands behind his back, and swept through one ward after another, Wu Liang and Chen Gou were like two followers, one left and one right following him.

Some patients are talking impassionedly about the blueprint for the future of mankind.

Some of them held the book and read it aloud, their feelings were sincere, and tears were shed in their emotional places, but what he read was obviously "Shunkou Daquan".

A patient holds a book and asks a fellow patient in the same ward, "How is it?" I've written a good book, right? ”

The patient who was asked showed a very serious expression and nodded: "Well, it's really good, it's just a masterpiece, there is no nonsense at all in the whole article, it is concise and powerful, but there is a shortcoming, there are too many characters." ”

At this time, the nurse in the room spoke: "Put the ward round record book back in its place!" ”

"There are two kinds of people I hate the most in my life, one is racist, one is black, and the other is illiterate!"

"Old iron, let me tell you, this time I asked the manufacturer for the lowest price, how much do you guess? Shut your mouth up for me! Two pieces of five cents and eight, one hundred and fifty-two pieces! ”

"Report sir, I fought to the death with a person who wanted to commit suicide last night and shot him on the spot, successfully preventing that person from committing suicide!"

Every time Fang Zhe passed through a room, he would stop and listen for a while, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Very good.

This group of people is hopeless.

Continue to follow the real ward rounds, and get a general idea of the layout of this floor.

Fang Zhe found that it seemed that the people in the entire building couldn't see them, whether it was the patient or the nurse walking by.

Of course, the patient does not count.

Most of the patients who walk through the passage have one thing in common, and that is that they look dull and have blank eyes, like a walking corpse.

They are not in any danger to be so free.

Fang Zhe didn't know what the world was like in their eyes, but he knew that they generally didn't pay attention to others, and would only immerse themselves in their own world.

Looking around, Fang Zhe aimed at a patient crouching in the corner, who, like the other patients, was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, his hair was loose, and his expression was dull.

"Hey, can you see me?" Fang Zhe came to the crouching patient, stretched out his hand and shook it.

The patient did not speak, did not move.

Wu Liang walked over and squatted down, and gently poked the patient with his fingers, but there was still no response.

Suddenly, a passing patient saw their actions, clutched his stomach and laughed: "Hahahaha, three fools, it's the first time I've seen someone talking to a mushroom." ”

"Mushrooms?" Fang Zhe glanced at the patient squatting in front of him, and then looked at the patient who was laughing: "It seems that you can see us?" ”

The laughter was lowered, and I saw the patient sneakily approaching Fang Zhe and whispering, "That's nature, I... ”

He glanced around vigilantly, and lowered his voice again: "I have superpowers, so I can naturally see you." ”

"Oh?" Fang Zhe raised his eyebrows: "Dare to ask what your superpower is?" ”

The patient looked a little proud: "Well, my superpower is to be able to know everything, in fact, Superman is me!" ”

Fang Zhe was overjoyed: "Coincidentally, my uncle's profession is similar to yours!" ”

"Your uncle also has superpowers? What does he do? ”

"Paige Terminator!"

The patient's brows furrowed, his face changed, and then he immediately suddenly realized, walked towards Fang Zhe as if he had met a confidant, and put one hand on his shoulder: "It turned out to be the descendant of a fellow practitioner, disrespectful and disrespectful, rest assured, you have me to protect you!" ”

"Then the junior is better to be respectful than to obey his fate, and ask Superman to help me lead the way?"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Wu Liang and Chen Gou saw Fang Zhe and the patient hooking their shoulders, talking and laughing and walking in the other direction.

They all had some doubts in their hearts if this Fang Zhe had run out of the Third Courtyard before.